Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

The door, which was usually tightly closed and could not be opened by anyone, opened after Luo Yichen knocked three times, slowly revealing a completely different appearance from the outside. Faint sounds of piano could be heard coming from inside.

From the outside of the rusty gate, this place looks abandoned with broken tiles and walls. Walking into the gate, the ivy on the low wall glows faintly in the moonlight. There is a garden near the left wall with patches of irises in the garden, each of which is covered with water droplets, as if it has just been watered. Under the right wall stands a marble round table and four stone benches, which look a bit shabby if you look closely.

Luo Yichen had no time to appreciate these things. He walked towards the entrance with a clear goal. Tiny moss had grown in the gaps between the black and white checkerboard floor tiles. The crystal chandelier above his head was covered with dust. A ball of light was lit next to it. On the right hand side was a stopped enamel clock, pointing to midnight.

When he pushed open the door of the hall following the sound of the piano, the music stopped abruptly. The light inside was bright but not dazzling. Luo Yichen's eyes were locked on the person facing him like a tracker. The person had cool and delicate features, picturesque eyebrows, slightly upturned eyes, and a sense of alienation. His skin was slightly pale, almost transparent, and his long, ink-like hair was not tied up, but draped behind him, with the ends of his hair sticking out from his flexible lower back.

A loose white silk shirt tightly wrapped his upper body, and the hem of the shirt was neatly tucked into his black trousers. His crossed legs allowed his slender ankles to be seen at the trouser legs.

This face was exactly like Lian Qingyang's true appearance. Luo Yichen met his unfamiliar gaze with a grin, took out a few talismans and shook them: "Is this your order? I'll help you exorcise the ghost right away."

"?" Lian Qingyang stood up and took a few steps forward. His voice was clear and his tone was calm as he spoke softly, "I heard what you said outside the door."

Luo Yichen hadn't expected his spiritual power to be quite strong. He secretly thought it was a bad idea and said, "Since you're so good-looking, how about this one for free?"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a breath behind him. Turning around, he saw that two of the ghosts had already rushed in before their appearance, and flew straight towards Lian Qingyang like crazy.

Luo Yichen gritted his teeth, clenched the beads in his hand, and ran towards Lian Qingyang: "Not good!"

While running over, he bit his finger and quickly drew two talismans, which he placed in front of Lian Qingyang. He held the talismans between his two fingers and threw them at the two ghosts. The two ghosts were very afraid of him, but they had no resistance to the pure spiritual energy in Lian Qingyang. They were caught in a dilemma and were hit by the talismans he threw. Luo Yichen took the opportunity to put the two ghosts into a red cloth bag.

Lian Qingyang walked over from behind him, stared at the red cloth bag in his hand, and asked calmly, "Didn't you agree on a time to go out?"

Luo Yichen's face showed a rare look of embarrassment. He angrily tied the bag tightly and apologized angrily: "I'm sorry, I didn't know these two ghosts would be like this, but don't worry, I will help you solve the problem!"

Lian Qingyang looked up at him, turned around, and slowly walked to the spot where he had just been sitting. He stated the facts expressionlessly, "You are the one who brought these problems upon yourself."

He was clearly a spirit who could fly, but he insisted on putting his feet firmly on the ground before taking the next step. Even his sitting posture was standard, as if he was really sitting on the sofa.

Luo Yichen followed and sat down at a distance. His expression had returned to its nonchalant state. He leaned over and suggested, "How about I stay here for a while as a way of atonement?"

Seeing Lian Qingyang sitting upright with an expression of alienation and rejection, he had no choice but to pinch his fingertips secretly, and then stretched his finger in front of the man. The fingertips still had the wounds he had just bitten, and blood was slowly oozing out of them. His blood had a suppressive effect on ghosts, but it did not harm Lian Qingyang's spirit, otherwise he would not dare to use this to gain sympathy.

"Look, my fingers are all broken. Can I recover here?"

Lian Qingyang still didn't say anything. He lowered his eyes and stared quietly at the tiny wound. The bright red blood gradually condensed into blood beads along his fingertips, and dripped tremblingly onto the back of his hand that was placed on his leg.

The moment of contact, the bloodstain disappeared, as if it was absorbed by himself. A burning sensation spread from the back of his hand, but only for a moment, and then it was a warm touch. This temperature was like touching human skin, making him feel grounded. Lian Qingyang raised his hand and touched the hand of the man in front of him in disbelief. He didn't go through it directly, but he was able to touch it!

As a bystander, Luo Yichen saw it even more clearly; even Qingyang's skin wasn't as pale anymore. Delighted, he grabbed the hand placed in his palm and quickly advised, "Look, my blood will be useful to you! Don't worry, I'll definitely help you with the housework!"

Lian Qingyang pulled his hand back onto his leg, pinched his fingertips, and said helplessly, "Okay..."

While Luo Yichen was happy, he reached out to feel the touch of the sofa and sighed softly: "This is the second time..."