Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Suddenly, a strong stench wafted from the south.

Song Yuesheng held his forehead and chuckled.

Since she was given such a good weapon, she must do a good job of catching ghosts.

On a dark rainy night, the woman holding an umbrella walked southward.

A green light flashed and wailing began.

Ten minutes later, Song Yuesheng looked up at the towering apartment building.

No wonder ghosts gather.

This is where she and Jiang Yuchuan live.

A sweet smell different from the stench of decay spread from the fifteenth floor to the surroundings.

Even a ghost like her who doesn't eat essence and spirit feels greedy, not to mention those evil ghosts wandering in the human world.

"What do you want to do with Jiang Yuchuan!"

A familiar voice, along with a black mist, came towards Song Yuesheng.

She used the umbrella to throw the fog aside, and it fell into the puddle, causing quite a splash.

The umbrella turned into a sword again. Song Yuesheng held the hilt and looked at Qianyan with a smile: "As you can see, it's about catching ghosts. Didn't you catch a thousand-year-old ghost that can only walk?"

In this world, there are three types of ghosts that can walk like humans.

First, the ghost messenger from the Netherworld.

Second, ghosts that have been wandering in the human world for more than a thousand years.

Third, possess a person with the same fate as yourself.

They regarded her as a ghost hunter, so naturally she had to confirm Qianyan's identity as a fierce ghost.

"Ghosts, like humans, can be good or evil!"

Qianyan hates ghost hunters who talk about justice all the time.

It wasn't her choice to become a ghost.

If the Black and White Impermanence hadn't scared her with their words, would she have had to run away and turn into a ghost?

Qianyan gathered the ghost energy in her hands, her face ferocious: "Since you are not a ghost catcher like Murong, then leave your life behind!"

"Heh. You're still so arrogant even though you know I'm a ghost hunter."

Song Yuesheng curled his lips sarcastically, raised his sword and cut through the rain, pointing the sword at Qianyan's throat.

The other party quickly dodged to the side.

She sneered, stepped on the puddle, turned her body to the left, and pushed the sword directly towards Qianyan's chest.

The sword blade quickly pierced through the black mist released by Qianyan and pierced straight into her heart.

Time seemed to slow down.

Qianyan lowered her eyes and looked at the sword stuck in her chest, her eyes full of confusion and astonishment.

She couldn't even beat a little ghost hunter!

White mist suddenly floated around.

After a while, the white mist dissipated and the light smoke disappeared.

The sword with green light lay alone on the ground.

"As a ghost catcher, you catch ghosts without distinguishing between good and evil. Miss, if I see you again next time, I will kill you!"

A slightly angry voice sounded.

Song Yuesheng picked up the sword, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

It was on the way back that she understood the difference between good ghosts and evil ghosts after listening to Zuiyue's explanation.

Murong Lou is the heir of a ghost-catching family. He is followed by a black evil ghost, but no one in his family has noticed!

While looking at the window on the fifteenth floor, she spoke to the red spider lily bracelet on her left hand.

"Zuiyue, can the Netherworld Umbrella..."

At the same time, on the fifteenth floor, in the corner near the window, a huge brown stuffed bear was placed on the ground.

Jiang Yuchuan was holding it.

He closed his eyes, buried his head in the little bear and took a deep breath.

He searched for a month but didn't find any useful clues.

I don’t know what method that fake woman used to make everyone who knew Shengsheng believe that she was the real one.

They took turns telling him to stop imagining things and that the people in his memories were fantasies.

How could it be an illusion!

The items in this apartment were all arranged bit by bit by him and Shengsheng starting in June.

So does Little Bear.

The birthday present he didn't want this year has now become his only spiritual support.

Jiang Yuchuan suddenly looked out the window.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and people holding umbrellas were coming and going on the street.

Shengsheng, where are you?

……

In the basement of a villa in the western suburbs, three or five ghosts were floating in the air.

They hugged each other tremblingly.

In a moment, several ghosts twisted, their souls stretched, and their terrible screams continued.

Until it completely disappears into a small white porcelain bowl.

"Murong..."

Qianyan was lying on a small bed, her face pale and blood oozing out of her chest.

Her soul felt as if it had been pierced by a sword, and the pain was so severe that she burst into tears.

What did she do wrong? Why did that female ghost hunter treat her like this!

"Don't worry, Yanyan, it will be fine in a while."

Murong Lou muttered a few words silently, guiding the gray water in the bowl to fly into Qianyan's chest.

Qianyan screamed and then fainted.

After all the gray water was drained, Murong Lou wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat on the edge of the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.

The girl's face gradually regained its rosy complexion.

He stretched out his hand to touch her face, but his hand froze in mid-air as he slowly uttered three words: "I'm sorry."

**

The next morning.

Song Yuesheng walked into the last row of the Faculty of Arts classroom on time.

The familiar person next to her touched her arm and said, "Classmate, are you here to take the class as well? How much will you pay me?"

"I came here because I wanted to attend the class, so I took advantage of my free time."

When the other party heard this, he hissed in surprise and gave Song Yuesheng a thumbs up: "I admire you for daring to take the class of Master Miejue from the School of Literature!"

Song Yuesheng smiled without saying anything, and held up his face to look at Qianyan who was chatting and laughing with Zhao Youting in the front row.

The rancid smell on her was more obvious than yesterday.

Could it be that after Qianyan was taken away by Murong Lou, he captured a living person for treatment?

The male student who was substituting for someone else's class focused his attention on Song Yuesheng's right hand throughout the entire class.

——The ring she wears on her ring finger is so shiny!

There is money at home.

He was thinking about how to strike up a conversation with Xiaofu so that he wouldn't get suspicious, and he forgot everything that the "financier" had asked him to record about what "Nun Miejue" had said.

"Xiao Yue, Vice President Murong is so good to you, why do you still want to go find Jiang Yuchuan?"

After class, when Zhao Youting heard that her best friend was going to give Jiang Yuchuan another gift, she clenched her fist and pushed her temple in disappointment.

Qianyan held the box in her hand and explained with a blushing face: "Don't get me wrong, Murong and I are just friends. Jiang Yuchuan is the same. Aunt Jiang asked me to take care of him more."

"What do you mean by taking care of me? He even said in front of all the freshmen during the mini-game at the freshman welcome party that he has nothing to do with you. A man like him should stay single for the rest of his life!"

"Xiaoting, you..."

Qianyan looked back warily.

The female ghost hunter from last night was holding an umbrella and waving at her with a smile.

Her face suddenly turned pale, and the pain from yesterday seemed to surge back into her heart.

She was in a trance for a moment and realized that the woman was no longer there.

"Xiaoyue, what are you looking at?"

Qianyan's lips trembled a little: "That woman holding an umbrella..."

"What woman? Xiaoyue, you are just tired from staying in the student union all day. You don't have classes today, go home and rest."

Qianyan shook her head: "I'm fine, I'm going to the student union first."

It must have been her hallucination just now.

The woman didn't know that she was a student of H University.

After she delivered the gifts, she went to He Juan to get some props to treat hallucinations.