Chapter 159: Someone Just Like Su Yan

Just when everyone thought they were about to be frightened to death by that terrifying sound, it abruptly stopped.

At the same time, the energy about to be released from Su Yan's eyes was withdrawn due to the cessation of the laughter.

"Yuan Jing, do you... have anything else to say to me?"

"She spoke? She still has consciousness?"

At this moment, Cao Meng actually couldn't bother with the surging blood in his body, looking at Su Yan in disbelief.

A soul that had transformed into a fierce ghost generally could not possess normal language functions; they only knew how to kill.

But now, the female ghost before them clearly remained in her previous state. Not only did she recognize Yuan Jing, but she even carried emotions other than brutality.

This completely defied common sense!

Su Yan's expression was equally grim.

This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

However, what she cared about more now was Yuan Jing's subsequent reaction and performance.

Yuan Jing's chest heaved violently as he stared fixedly at the female ghost, a look of guilt and unease actually appearing on his pale face.

Su Yan's brow furrowed deeply; she immediately realized there was something unusual between these two.

"Rong, Rong'er..."

"Don't call me Rong'er, you don't deserve it!" The female ghost's shrill voice made everyone's hair stand on end. "I said that even if I become a ghost, I will never let you live in peace. You know, I, Li Rong, have always been a woman of my word!"

Whether it was Cao Meng, Lu Ao, or even Sun Mang, they all heard the underlying meaning in the female ghost's words.

Therefore, Yuan Jing not only knew this deceased woman, but it seemed their relationship was quite extraordinary.

Most importantly, it seemed Yuan Jing had wronged this woman?!

This realization brought expressions of shock to everyone present, and at the same time, they all impatiently wanted to know: what exactly had happened?

Yuan Jing's hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into tight fists, the veins on his arms bulging. It was as if he had to use every ounce of his strength just to finally produce a sound.

"Rong'er, I know you hate me. But you are already dead; staying by my side will only lead to eternal damnation. I beg you, let yourself go."

"Hahaha! Yuan Jing, do you think I'm afraid of death? Whether you live or die, you will never escape my revenge! Never!"

The female ghost's declaration was like an oath, plunging Yuan Jing into endless despair.

"He can't, but I can." Su Yan's voice rang out again, and a talisman emitting a powerful light appeared in her hand.

She had originally thought this deceased woman had become this way because she couldn't let go of her obsession with Yuan Jing.

But now she knew Yuan Jing had lied. This woman's obsession with Yuan Jing wasn't born of love, but of an irreconcilable, death-defying hatred.

If that were the case, unless Yuan Jing died, this fierce ghost would absolutely never let him go.

Su Yan had no time to probe the love and hate between them. No matter what Yuan Jing had done wrong before, he was a living person now, and her choice had to be Yuan Jing.

When the female ghost saw the talisman in Su Yan's hand, instead of feeling fear, she twisted into another laugh.

"Little sister, do you think you can make my soul dissipate just with that? You are too naive!"

A strange feeling rose in Su Yan's heart, but before she could investigate it, the female ghost actually broke through her previous restraints and lunged toward her.

"Su Yan!"

"Watch out!"

Cao Meng, Ma Chulong, Ma Chulan, Sun Mang, and Lu Ao were all terrified; they could do nothing but scream.

Although Su Yan hadn't expected the female ghost to break through the restriction, she immediately threw the talisman in her hand.

But in the next second, a scene occurred that no one expected.

The female ghost actually headed straight for the talisman, and the words she murmured were actually the same talisman-dispelling method used by Su Yan.

Su Yan's talisman simply froze mid-air.

"How can this be?"

Even Su Yan could not maintain her composure at this moment.

That absurd thought became increasingly clear.

"She" was actually someone like them?!!

The female ghost's body seemed to twist in excitement. With a single cry of "Break!"

The talisman exploded completely with a *bang*, scattering into the air.

"That's impossible!"

Cao Meng cried out in shock, his wide eyes nearly popping out of his head.

Ma Chulong's breathing became rapid as he also realized it.

"She, she, how does she know how to dispel talismans too? Isn't she a ghost? This isn't scientific!" Sun Mang began shouting hysterically, completely unable to control his emotions.

Listening to his wailing, the corners of Lu Ao's mouth twitched incessantly.

Scientific?

What the hell were they talking about regarding science?

Yuan Jing's face was ashen; after a brief moment of shock, he let out a powerless sigh.

The female ghost remained terrifying, but Su Yan wished she could see right through her.

"Little sister, do you have someone you trust deeply?"

The female ghost did not attack her again, but instead asked this question.

Su Yan did not answer.

"I used to. What about you?" This time, the female ghost looked toward Cao Meng and the Ma Chulong siblings, a chilling smile appearing on her face.

Su Yan's expression was complex, her voice carrying a hint of suppression. "Since you are the same as us, why did you let yourself become this way?"

"Me?" The female ghost was still smiling, but the smile was no longer hideous; it was desolate.

Laughing at her devotion.

Laughing at her stupidity.

And laughing even more at the fact that she had become this ghostly form!

"Did Yuan Jing tell you our story?"

Having laughed enough, she looked back at Su Yan.

Su Yan had no way to answer.

Because what Yuan Jing had said was definitely not the whole truth.

"If you knew what I went through, little sister, you wouldn't be able to say such things, would you?"

"No matter what you went through, you no longer belong to this world." Su Yan's attitude was almost indifferent.

"Fine, how about we make a bet. I can let you know my story. If you still think I should have my soul dissipated after that, then I will obediently let you deal with me." The female ghost spoke eerily, as if trying to hypnotize Su Yan.

"No! Su Yan, whatever you do, don't fall for her trick!"

Before Su Yan could speak, Ma Chulong reminded her urgently.

"Of course, you can also refuse. But I can tell you responsibly: unless I do so voluntarily, none of you can do anything to me. If you don't believe me, you can try right now."

The female ghost laughed sinisterly.

For some reason, at this moment, both Cao Meng and Ma Chulong believed her implicitly.

And that feeling was the most fatal part.

Su Yan's gaze beneath the black cloth wavered slightly. She knew that as long as she used the power in her eyes, she could eliminate the female ghost before her, but she could not deny that the moment she confirmed the female ghost's identity in life, a trace of compassion had indeed risen from the depths of her heart.

"Fine, I agree. You can tell your story now."

A fragment of the female ghost's soul and spirit suddenly shot forward, entering Su Yan's body.

"Why bother telling it? I'll let you see it with your own eyes!"

(End of Chapter)