Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Chen Yan murmured, "Yes, but how come I remember you... Never mind, how did we fall in love and get married? I have no recollection of it at all. Are you really Lin Shuwen?"

Lin Shuwen smiled gently, his peach blossom eyes filled with affection, and looked at her intently: "Baby, of course I am your Shuwen. I will tell you all about our love when we get home."

"Let's not keep them waiting any longer, okay? You have to agree to marry me first. We still have guests to entertain."

As if bewitched, Chen Yan slowly reached out her hand.

Seeing this, Lin Shuwen's lips curled slightly, and he was about to put the ring on her finger.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through my mind: a sentence Li Fumei said on a mobile phone screen: "Don't agree to any requests in your dreams, or you will die, you will definitely die."

Chen Yan abruptly withdrew her hand, looking at the person who had failed to get the ring.

She kept backing away, the confusion in her eyes fading, and she looked at him with clear eyes: "No, this is not the wedding venue. I only met you once. You were killed, and I even saw your body."

"Who exactly are you? This must be a dream, it must be."

The moment the words left his mouth, the bright surroundings suddenly changed. The smiling, gentle person not far away gradually became sinister and terrifying, his white suit stained with blood.

Blood trickled from the corner of Lin Shuwen's mouth as he approached her step by step, his eyes filled with malice: "Why are you running? What are you running for? Why should I die while you all survive? Why?"

Chen Yan was so frightened that she closed her eyes and covered her head, not daring to look around.

She was being shaken: "Yanzi, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare? Open your eyes and wake up."

Yang Na was woken up by her shouting. Seeing that she was having a nightmare, she quickly started shaking her, meeting a pair of terrified eyes, and gently patted her shoulder to comfort her.

"Yanzi is alright now. Did you have a nightmare? You were screaming and struggling to get to the window. It was really scary."

Chen Yan came to her senses and rushed into her arms.

"I... I had a nightmare. I dreamt that Lin Shuwen was chasing me and wouldn't let go. Fu Mei said that if I agreed, I would die. But I keep having nightmares, what should I do?"

"Then you might be haunted by him. Ask your student how to send him away, otherwise how will you get through the seventh day after his death? I've heard that ghosts will come looking for people during the seventh day after death."

Yang Na has now completely accepted all of this; her materialism has long been shattered, and she now believes in ghosts and spirits.

With trembling hands, Chen Yan took out her phone and sent a message to Fu Mei, asking what she should do to stop that person from bothering her. She asked why he was bothering her when there was no conflict between them.

【…】

"What's wrong? Haven't you replied?"

"Hmm, he's probably asleep. That child has a very regular schedule, so maybe he's just asleep."

Chen Yan stayed awake until dawn, and it wasn't until the next day that someone replied. After seeing the message, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's alright, teacher. My master has time to go there today. He'll give you a paper bride then. Burn it on the seventh day after your death, and he'll go directly to the paper bride and won't bother you anymore."

I have no connection with him, so why is he bothering me?

I don't know. I only know that some dying people have obsessions, and these obsessions can cause some people to dream about this person's contact information. Generally, this is not a good thing, so don't add them on WeChat.

Yang Na asked with concern, "How is it? Is there any way to solve it?"

“Yes, Fu Mei said her master is free and will come over today to give me a paper bride so I can burn it for Yang Shuwen on the seventh day after his death, so he won’t bother me anymore.”

"Oh, that's good. Don't worry, as long as there's a way to solve it."

"Ah."

Su Chen arrived at the hotel around 9:00. After understanding the whole story, he stared at her face and said, "No wonder he came looking for you. People with a pure Yin destiny are indeed more likely to be approached by ghosts."

Chen Yan looked bewildered: "Master Su, what does this mean? Will I be summoning ghosts frequently in the future?"

"I suppose so. Right now, you have too much yin energy. If you want to have less trouble in the future, it would be best to find a partner with strong yang energy. Also, always wear this safety amulet on your body."

"Otherwise, as time goes by, in a couple of years you won't just be haunted in your dreams, but you'll see it directly in the real world, and your normal life will be disrupted."

"Boyfriend? But I don't have one. If I could find one, I wouldn't add people on WeChat online."

Su Chen smiled upon hearing this: "It's alright, your destiny will come soon. I want to resolve your current issues; we can discuss marriage later."

He took out the scissors and started cutting. Before long, a small paper figure that looked just like Chen Yan was cut out. Su Chen took some of her hair and drew talismans on the paper figure.

Then, he stuffed the paper figure into a talisman and handed it over: "Alright, on the seventh day after his death, remember to burn this talisman with the paper figure inside, and then carry this talisman with you at all times."

"It can conceal your presence, making the ghost think that the little paper figure is you. After the seventh day after your death, you will be safe."

Chen Yan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll remember. So what do I need to do now? Will I still have nightmares tonight?"

Su Chen waved his hand: "No, just carry these two talismans with you, and you won't have nightmares at night. Remember not to burn the wrong ones, and don't let the talismans get wet, understand?"

The thought of having to live in fear for another six days made Chen Yan's face turn pale.

"Alright, this time it's ten thousand. Remember to go to Central Park this afternoon. The first man you meet there will be your soulmate."

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment: "A destined person."

Su Chen hummed in agreement. Seeing her dazed expression, he was afraid she would forget, so he took his phone, added her as a friend, and sent her a list of important notes. Only after receiving the transfer did he leave quickly.

Yang Na blinked as she watched the whole thing being resolved in half an hour: "A real master charges ten thousand yuan for half an hour. No wonder so many charlatans pretend to be from the Xuanmen sect. It's incredibly lucrative."

"Yanzi, stop daydreaming. Quickly look at what the master posted, remember it, and just do it."

"Oh yes, I'm going to do that."

After leaving the hotel, Su Chen sent a voice message to his apprentice: "Apprentice, the problem is solved. Don't worry, your teacher is fine. I need to go get something for your teacher's wife; I'll be home later."

Tell your teacher's wife that if they're hungry, they should eat first and not wait for me.

"Yes, Master."

Su Chen arrived at an antique shop and, as his wife had instructed, obtained a wooden box. As soon as he touched it, he felt a chill emanating from it. He raised an eyebrow and examined the box closely.

"Boss, what's in here?"

"Oh, this is a piece of blue and white porcelain ordered by Mr. Qin. It was air-freighted over. The box hasn't been opened since it arrived here. Please rest assured that we will not touch anything inside."