Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Qin Wushuang relaxed his body and leaned on his strong chest. Hearing this, he was a little surprised: "What's wrong? Did you see something?"

"Well, there's a girl's spirit standing under the tree. It's daytime and there's sunlight. If she continues standing there, I'm afraid her soul will be scattered."

"It's so serious, can I go with you? I want to go and see it too."

"Okay, the bodyguard wants to fly this kite."

Su Chen waved his hand, and in the bodyguard's bewildered eyes, he handed him the kite string and grinned: "Fly it carefully, if it falls..."

The bodyguard heard the threat in his words and couldn't help but shudder. He quickly assured: "Don't worry, sir, I can fly the kite and it will definitely not fall."

"Well, that's good, honey, let's go."

The two walked hand in hand to the tree and stood next to the boy.

Su Chen subconsciously turned his body to block some of the sunlight, looked at the weak soul, took out a soul-fixing talisman, and slapped it directly on the soul.

Shi Yuan felt a warm current and regained consciousness. She turned her head to look at Su Chen and said weakly, "You... can see me."

"Yes, I can see it, but why do you risk coming out in the daytime? Aren't you afraid of being torn to pieces?"

He glanced at the chains on her feet and frowned.

Shi Yuan hid in the shadows and whispered, "He is my fiancé. He comes here every year to burn paper for me. If I want to see him, I can only come out during the day..."

Jiang Ze heard the voice and looked up. Seeing that the man was talking to the air, he was startled: "Who are you talking to?"

Su Chen looked down at him and said calmly, "Is your fiancée called Shi Yuan?"

"...Yes, but how would you know?"

He pointed with a serious look in his eyes, "She is right next to you. She is standing here to look at you, risking her life being burnt to death by the sun."

Jiang Ze's pupils shrank when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with mist. He choked and said, "Impossible, if she was there, how could I not see her?"

"I've been looking for her for three years. You said her soul has been scattered. You mean she is a ghost now and she is dead, right?"

Su Chen sighed and nodded: "Yes, there is death energy lingering on her soul, she is definitely dead. She is still holding the butterfly kite in her hand, right?"

"You want to see her?"

Jiang Ze stood up suddenly, but because he stood up so suddenly, his vision went dark and he almost fell down.

It was Su Chen who helped him up and prevented him from falling.

"Don't worry, she's right here. This is a ghost-seeing talisman. You can see her if you stick it on. But judging by the resentment on her, she must have been murdered."

Shi Yuan's soul had a dazed look in her eyes. She didn't remember how she died. She only knew that she came here to wait for someone. Yes, she was waiting for Aze.

They had agreed to fly a kite, and she couldn't go back on her word.

Jiang Ze didn't bother to think about anything else. He took the talisman paper and pasted it on. Then he saw the shadowy figure under the tree, wearing a white long dress. That was the birthday gift he gave her.

Zheng Qianqian smiled at him and whispered softly: "Aze, we agreed to fly a kite. I didn't break my promise, but I... can't find you."

The ghost felt only sadness at this moment, which was about to drown her, but she was already dead and could not cry.

Seeing that her emotions were fluctuating so greatly and her soul was about to shatter, Su Chen sighed helplessly, extracted a strand of merit, and injected it directly into her body.

He said distressedly: "My merits are hard to accumulate, my wife, please give me some comfort."

Qin Wushuang glanced at him and said unhappily, "...Don't ruin the atmosphere. Let me take a good look, okay? Is that golden thing a merit?"

"Well, it's hard to save up. You have to do good deeds to collect ghosts. You earn little by little, and you can spend it quickly."

Jiang Ze cried inconsolably and reached out to hug her, but his hand went straight through her body. His body was shaking with extreme sadness.

There was a sweet feeling in my throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Only then did I feel that the blockage in my heart was now much more comfortable.

Shi Yuan wanted to touch him, but was afraid that her ghost would hurt a living person, so she slowly lowered her raised hand and tried to smile at him. Aze said he liked her smile.

Then she would have to keep smiling and fulfill their agreement.