Aloof and abstinent surgeon

When Li Qian checked the navigation, she found that their location was next to a mass grave near the funeral home.

After she got back into the car, Li Qian leaned back in the passenger seat and closed her eyes to rest. The fight with the four ghosts had taken a toll on her energy.

Leng Feng glanced at the surroundings. It was a mass grave, with weeds growing rampant in the gaps between the mounds of earth, and wild grasses reaching half a meter in height.

That cluster of burial mounds stretched for miles, seemingly endless, and as far as the eye could see, it was all desolate.

Leng Feng opened the navigation on his tablet; it was already 3:30 a.m. He started the car and drove towards the villa in the eastern suburbs.

At this moment, Leng Feng had only one thought in his mind: to leave this mass grave as soon as possible to avoid any further trouble.

On the way back, they remained silent, both wanting only to get home as quickly as possible.

After driving for half an hour, I arrived home at four in the morning.

After parking the car, Leng Feng leaned against it, lit a cigarette, and exhaled rings of smoke as he pondered something.

He was clearly driving towards the city center, but without realizing it, he ended up in a mass grave near the funeral home. If Li Qian hadn't insisted on going with him, he probably would have died there tonight.

At that time, the surroundings were shrouded in thick fog, the road disappeared, and even his cell phone lost signal.

If Li Qian hadn't known Taoist magic, how could Leng Feng, an ordinary person, have safely left the thick fog? His plan was simply to wait until dawn, thinking they would be safe then. Little did he know that vengeful spirits have no feelings; they won't reason with you, nor will they give you time to wait.

That idea now seems naive and a foolish gamble; which of those four vengeful ghosts could he possibly handle?

As Li Qian got out of the car, Leng Feng said to her, "Girl, you saved my life again this time. If you hadn't come with me, I might have died in that mass grave."

As your personal bodyguard, it's truly shameful that I need your protection when danger strikes.

His mood was terrible, and he looked listless and somewhat dejected.

Li Qian patiently comforted him, "Soldier brother, you don't need to blame yourself or feel guilty. That's my area of ​​expertise."

You've protected me countless times before, so it's okay for me to protect you just once in a while.

As my personal bodyguard, you have always been dedicated to protecting my safety, and your abilities are evident to all.

Get a good night's sleep, don't put too much pressure on yourself, and just do things with a clear conscience.

After her words of comfort, Leng Feng's expression returned to normal, and he became the composed and wise bodyguard he used to be.

Leng Feng forced a smile. "I lost my composure just now."

Li Qian is understanding and kind, just like a little sister next door.

"It's good that you've come to terms with it. Everyone has times when they feel down, which is normal. Although your job is a bodyguard, there's no need to treat yourself like a machine."

She went upstairs as soon as she finished speaking.

Li Qian took the elevator to the eighth floor. When she got to her bedroom, she deliberately walked quietly. The bedroom was lit with a warm yellow light, which was soft and cozy.

When you come home, there's a light on for you; that's the warmth of home.

Li Qian first took a hot shower in the bathroom, and after a while, she went to bed.

This antique-style golden nanmu bed is two meters wide. In order not to disturb Nangong Jin's sleep, she covered herself with a single quilt. The quilt was embroidered with light blue irises, each flower lifelike. It was a custom-made Suzhou embroidery.

She had just closed her eyes when Nangong Jin pulled her into his arms. He rested his chin on Li Qian's head, his voice slightly languid, "Why don't you want to share a blanket with me? Don't you love me anymore?"

Li Qian was speechless. What was Nangong Jin thinking? "No, there was a supernatural event on our way back, so let's not delay."

Just now, I was afraid of waking you, so I thought I'd cover myself with a separate blanket. Don't overthink it.

If I didn't love you, I would have slept in separate rooms or gotten a divorce long ago.

Nangong Jin interrupted her, "You don't have to say that last sentence; I don't want to hear it."

Li Qian: "..."

Forget it, let's just treat him like he's three years old, he's such a child.

If I don't explain, you suspect I've changed my mind. If I do explain, you say you don't like hearing it. This boss's personality is so fickle; he's truly unpredictable.

At this moment, Nangong Jin was also wide awake. Not hearing Li Qian speak, he felt that his words just now must have been a bit unreasonable and upset her.

So he composed himself and asked softly, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Li Qian really wanted to roll her eyes at him. "I was afraid you'd find me annoying, so I thought I'd shut up and be an obedient mute."

Nangong Jin's lips curled slightly. "I don't like mute people. They have to use hand gestures for everything. If they have to communicate in sign language in bed, it's just adding unnecessary trouble."

You've encountered something supernatural; tell me more about it.

Li Qian closed her eyes to rest, "You have to go to work tomorrow, why aren't you sleeping properly, and why are you so curious?"

Nangong Jin stroked her back and coaxed her softly, "Tell me quickly, I want to hear you say it."

Li Qian couldn't refuse his request, so she had no choice but to agree.

"Alright then, we'll satisfy your curiosity. On the way back, just as the car left the back door of the funeral home, we encountered a ghost wall."

After that, Brother Lengfeng drove to the vicinity of the mass grave northeast of the funeral home. Then, a thick fog appeared all around, and the road in front disappeared. He dared not drive any further and stopped.

At that time, I noticed something was wrong and was about to stop it when my consciousness was invaded by a ghost. In my dream, it created an illusion for me, which was a ghost realm.

After that, I used countless spells to break the ghost realm, regained consciousness, and woke up from the dream.

When I woke up, the car was parked on a gravel road, and there was a burial mound nearby that stretched as far as the eye could see.

In the crevices of that mass grave, weeds grew rampant, and wild wormwood reached a meter in height.

At that moment, all I wanted was to leave. I made hand seals and chanted incantations, hoping to break through the thick fog as quickly as possible. However, after five attempts, the fog didn't dissipate. Instead, it seemed to have a mind of its own, gradually expanding its reach, like an invisible net trying to trap us there.