Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

Don't compete with ghosts in physical strength, because they don't know what tiredness is.

At the end of the ordeal, Cen Shenyi felt his head was dizzy, so Pei Yu had to carry him to the bathroom to wash him clean.

When Pei Yu went to the bathroom to wash up and returned to bed, Cen Shenyi had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Pei Yu pulled back the quilt and lay down on it. As soon as he lay on the bed, he felt a hand on his waist, and then Cen Shenyi moved his head over and rested it on Pei Yu's arm.

Pei Yu leaned over and kissed Cen Shenyi on the forehead, then pulled him into his arms.

In his dream, Cen Shenyi only felt that he was hugging a cool and comfortable pillow, and he fell into a deep sleep in just a few breaths.

He slept until the sun was high in the sky the next day. When Cen Shenyi raised his head, he saw Pei Yu's face, which was very close to him, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Pei Yu did not sleep soundly. As a ghost, he did not need sleep, so he did not spend much time sleeping during the day.

When Cen Shenyi woke up, Pei Yu was already awake.

Therefore, Pei Yu could clearly feel the touch left by Cen Shenyi's fingers as they moved across the outline of his face.

When Cen Shenyi's palm touched his cheek, Pei Yu moved his head slightly and kissed the palm of his hand.

The slightly cool and soft touch made Cen Shenyi's hand tremble suddenly, and before he could withdraw his hand, Pei Yu grabbed his wrist.

When Cen Shenyi met Pei Yu's eyes, the memory of everything that happened yesterday suddenly began to boil and churn in his mind.

He roasted himself into a cooked prawn.

Pei Yu saw Cen Shenyi avoiding his gaze and said with a smile, "How come you are so popular, Master Cen?"

That clear voice is particularly alluring when it is mixed with teasing.

Upon hearing this, Cen Shenyi glared at Pei Yu, and Pei Yu smiled and grabbed Cen Shenyi's hand and rubbed his cheek.

As the two people moved, the quilts on their bodies slipped down, and they could see each other's ambiguous traces, as well as a bit of embarrassment that was usually invisible.

It's easy for an accident to happen if you do something early in the morning. After just a few moves, Cen Shenyi felt his anger rising, but Pei Yu, the culprit, seemed unaware of it.

"Pei Yu!" Cen Shenyi pressed down Pei Yu's hand.

Pei Yu responded and then said softly, "Master Xiao Cen, your grip hurts a little."

Cen Shenyi felt like he was holding the claws of a vixen, otherwise why would Pei Yu just speak in a soft and coquettish voice, and he felt like he was about to explode.

The weather is just right, the temperature is suitable, and it is suitable for morning exercise.

After an unknown amount of time, the sunlight filtered into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains on the French windows. Cen Shenyi put his hand on Pei Yu's head and took a breath, "I'm hungry."

Pei Yu doesn't need to rest, but Cen Shenyi can't.

After washing up, Cen Shenyi leaned against the sofa and had the illusion that he had died.

As for how he died.

Cen Shenyi thought it should be cool.

While eating, Cen Shenyi even ate an extra bowl of rice for this purpose.

Pei Yu pursed his lips and turned his head to the side and laughed. Cen Shenyi raised his foot and kicked Pei Yu's calf, and when he met Pei Yu's gaze again, he could not help but "chuckled".

After the dishes were cleared away, Cen Shenyi remembered his business.

Pei Yu brought back two bottles of soul bodies when he came back yesterday. Cen Shenyi still doesn’t know the origins of these two soul bodies.

But when Pei Yu placed the two glass bottles on the coffee table and showed them to Cen Shenyi, Cen Shenyi couldn't help but fall into silence.

Collecting the soul body requires a magic weapon, and this magic weapon must be refined.

Ghosts are afraid of Buddha's light and things that are incompatible with them, so most magical instruments need to be blessed.

Pei Yu's way of collecting souls with a glass bottle is really arrogant and outrageous.

It was no wonder that the old Taoist priests from the Investigation Bureau came over eagerly to give Pei Yu a clear account. After all, even if the elders of the Investigation Bureau were dispatched, they would probably not be able to do anything to an evil ghost like Pei Yu.

Thinking of this, Cen Shenyi felt that he had made a fortune, and he hugged Pei Yu's neck and gave him a big kiss.

Pei Yu let Cen Shenyi hug him and nibble on him.

"I feel like this bottle is the weasel you broke last time." Cen Shenyi pointed to another bottle and asked, "What is this?"

Pei Yu: "Do you still remember the two people who took photos of me last time?"

Cen Shenyi thought about it, and frowned slightly after recalling it.

“When I came out, I only had time to see the backs of the two girls… but I didn’t feel any ghostly aura.”

Cen Shenyi has a special talent and is naturally sensitive to souls. Even from a ghost like Pei Yu, he can feel a trace of ghostly aura.

It is impossible for there to be such a powerful ghost in Suizhou City.

Pei Yu then continued, "Do you remember the man in the Investigation Bureau who was possessed by the Yellow Fairy? His condition is similar to that of one of the two girls."

It's not that you're haunted, it's that your fate is coming.

What was entangled around them was the aura of death, not real ghost energy.

They are young, healthy and have no disasters, so according to common sense, they will not die.

But these people all made a deal with Huang Xian.

Use your own life and luck to help them cultivate in exchange for what you want.

And these popular goblins and ghosts are the best at seeing into people's hearts. People have desires and cannot escape temptation.

Fame, wealth and power are tempting, but if you go astray, there will be no return.

After the weasel was released from the glass bottle, it spoke in human language: "People who worship me have offered countless tributes, but I have also repaid them their corresponding rewards, and they, the humans, have not suffered any loss..."

Pei Yu casually threw out a flash of red light, which hit the weasel accurately.

Pei Yu said in a calm voice: "Don't flatter yourself. You clearly don't want to practice well, and you don't want to bear the consequences, so you let others offer you sacrifices to make a deal."

weasel:"……"

Pei Yu continued, "You can only imitate others when you transform, and you can only imitate others when you speak. You don't even have the destiny to become an immortal or a human. Ordinary people should worship the Yellow Immortal. Who are you?"

weasel:"……"

The weasel was stunned by Pei Yu's few words.

Cen Shenyi couldn't help laughing for a long time after listening to Pei Yu's words.