He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

Fang Tinglan's experiences were similar to Qu Yi's.

Qu Yi: "You've been looking for me?"

Fang Tinglan: "Mm."

3333, watching remotely, felt ashamed. He had indeed been looking for a host, but in a different way.

When the old lady was on her last breath, he went over and started asking her all sorts of questions. When she ignored him, he simply stuffed her into a wine jar. After doing all that, he started looking for a host. The basement was only so big, so he opened the jars one by one. Each jar contained a non-human creature, like opening a blind box. It was incredibly exciting.

"Go out."

As soon as Fang Tinglan finished speaking, the jar beside her feet suddenly began to move. Before Qu Yi could even look down, one of her feet was already on the jar.

"Why are you looking at it? I'm good-looking, look at me."

"........."

Qu Yi brushed his hand away and stepped onto the stairs.

Once outside the basement, the outside was still the same as when we first came in—a dilapidated, abandoned villa.

After filling out the questionnaire, Fang Tinglan quickly returned to her room.

"Gone!"

As soon as Qu Yi appeared, he rushed over, sniffed her, and looked disappointed.

"What's gone?" Qu Yi asked.

"The aroma of wine."

"........."

Fang Tinglan felt it was a pity, but she quickly cheered up again.

"This is too easy; almost anyone can guess it."

“Not everyone can see the backsliding,” Qu Yi said. “You have a spiritual bone, that’s why you can see it.”

The next day, Old Qiu called, and Fang Tinglan's expression changed after hanging up.

Seeing that his expression was off, she asked insincerely, "What's wrong?"

"They must have sensed your presence during the match. Old Qiu said they only have suspicions for now, no concrete evidence, so there's nothing to worry about."

During the third match, many people turned their attention to Fang Tinglan.

There was disdain.

There are doubts.

There is indifference.

There was schadenfreude.

There are also pretentious teachings.

"No matter what happens, the Fang family will always be behind you." Fang Xu patted his shoulder, his expression serious.

Fang Tinglan remained silent and did not speak.

Fang Xu's words, on the surface, were helping him, but in reality, they confirmed his cheating behavior.

The third match was quite dangerous; some diviners predicted that the trip would be extremely unlucky, and some even considered turning back.

Fang Tinglan stopped and looked back at Fang Xu, her blood-related uncle.

"Want to give up?"

The melody of the tune echoed in my mind.

Fang Tinglan turned back and continued walking forward.

“No, I was just thinking that when my father was alive, they got along very well.”

Before Qu Yi could answer, he continued, "It's about interests, isn't it? I'm now... a stumbling block for Fang Lin."

Qu Yi didn't respond to that: "You will win."

Upon hearing this, Fang Tinglan smiled and said, "Of course."

The number of ghosts in this place is enormous. As soon as they smell the scent of living people, they pounce on them like mad dogs. Fortunately, they are all small ghosts with average attack power, but there are too many of them, which consumes a lot of people's energy.

Fang Lin's jet-black hunting hounds guarded his side, possessing formidable attack power. A fierce glint flashed in their pair of emerald green beast eyes, deterring most of the ghosts from approaching. Those that did were torn to pieces.

Fang Lin seemed to be in a vacuum. He turned to look at Fang Tinglan not far away, a slight, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips, before a look of worry appeared on his face.

"Tinglan seems to be in danger, Moyi, let's go over there."

Mo is also the name of a hunting dog.

Fang Tinglan caught a glimpse of his approaching figure out of the corner of her eye, but ignored him.

off the field.

A man with long hair walked to Fang Xu's left and said, "Aren't you really afraid something will happen to him? He's your elder brother's only bloodline."

"Sigh." Fang Xu sighed. "I originally brought Xiao Lin here thinking there might be danger, so I let Tinglan take the exam at school. Who knew he would come here on his own."