After being reborn, she went on a killing spree in both the Yin and Yang realms.

After hanging up the phone, Su Shiming picked up his luggage and knocked on Seventeen's door.

Hearing the knock, Seventeen quickly opened the door and saw Su Shiming. Just as she had expected, she pulled him directly into the room.

Close the door and lock it.

"How is Red Hair doing?"

Su Shiming laughed, it was rare to see Seventeen so nervous.

"I told you we'll be fine, just pretend nothing happened, okay?"

"What exactly is going on with that Wang Dafu?"

Su Shiming rubbed his temples and sighed. He decided to tell her anyway, otherwise she would definitely keep asking him questions later.

"Someone used invisibility magic to poison Wang Dafu's tea."

"Invisibility?"

"It's a forbidden technique, and only a handful of people know it."

Wang Dafu must know some secret, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to make him die in this way.

That poison was no ordinary poison; upon death, it could instantly cause a person's soul to dissipate.

Ha, they're afraid his ghost will be caught.

"Did you just do something to Wang Dafu? He was sitting there obediently answering your questions."

"Oh, that? I just put a truth charm on his back, and it will disappear on its own after a while."

Seeing that Seventeen was about to continue asking questions, Su Shiming quickly changed the subject, knowing that this woman would not stop.

"Seventeenth Sister, my room is unsuitable for sleeping. I'll have to make do in your room tonight."

Seventeen automatically ignored the word "sister," thought for a moment, and realized that his room was full of dead people and was indeed uninhabitable. Then he nodded understandingly.

"Seventeenth Sister, shall we wash first or should I?"

What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this?

Seventeen then realized that the two of them would be sharing a room tonight.

He replied repeatedly, "You go first, you go first."

The bedroom is quite large, but even the largest bedroom only has one bed...

This put Seventeen in a difficult position. The young master is delicate and frail; it wouldn't be appropriate for him to sleep on the floor, would it?

Forget it, I'll just sleep on the floor myself.

Seventeen took out a spare quilt from the wardrobe and began to make a makeshift bed on the floor.

Su Shiming took a quick shower and came out to find a bed on the floor.

Then look at Seventeen, sitting on the sofa fiddling with his laptop, looking completely focused. His face is so small, I wonder if it's even as big as my own palm.

So, quite naturally, he lay down on the makeshift bed that Seventeen had laid out for him.

Seeing this, Seventeen quickly got up and pulled him, "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."

Su Shiming frowned and scolded, "How can I, a grown man, let a woman sleep on the floor? If word gets out, how will I ever face anyone again? You go sleep on the bed."

Even if you pull him seventeen times, you can't budge him. This guy is quite chauvinistic.

After taking a shower, Seventeen lay down on the bed.

In the quiet of the night, all was silent.

Seventeen felt a chill run down her spine at the thought of Wang Dafu's corpse lying next door.

After all, he died from drinking the tea I brewed myself. I hope his ghost won't come looking for me.

"Red Hair, are you asleep?"

Just as Su Shiming was about to fall asleep, he replied impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"That, Wang Dafu's body..."

Su Shiming instantly understood what Seventeen was afraid of.

"Don't worry, the poison he drank wasn't ordinary poison. He's already been annihilated. Besides, you're sleeping next to a Taoist priest who exorcises ghosts. What are you afraid of?"

Seventeen was finally relieved, but she still wanted to know who was so vicious as to kill someone and then destroy their soul?

I held back again and again, but in the end, I didn't ask.

"Oh, goodnight, Redhead."

The only response to Seventeen was Su Shiming's breathing.

In his sleep, Su Shiming seemed to have a wet dream.

In my dream, the whole room was filled with a peculiar fragrance that was intoxicating.

On a large bed, a woman with a beautiful figure was sleeping. Because of her sleeping position, her robe was open, revealing her snow-white thighs.

Su Shiming was mesmerized, eager to see the woman's face clearly.

The moment he touched her, the woman coiled around him like a snake.

Then, surprisingly, Su Shiming left.

Then, as if he had lost his mind, he became entangled with the woman...

He hit a home run right away, and Su Shiming could vaguely see the woman's face.

It's seventeen?!

The dream abruptly ended at that moment. A blinding light made my eyes uncomfortable, and I struggled to open them.

When I saw that face so clearly, so close to mine, my heart almost jumped out of my chest!

Following the line of sight downwards, all that could be seen was Seventeen, completely naked, her arms and legs draped over her body…

This isn't a dream!

Can anyone tell him what exactly happened?

As Su Shiming tried to pull away, Seventeen slowly woke up.

Seventeen reacted more excitedly, shouting loudly and then slapping Su Shiming.

Su Shiming covered the side of his face that had been slapped, speechless and on the verge of tears.

Seeing that Seventeen was about to slap the other half of his face, Su Shiming covered his face with both hands and struggled to speak in defense.

"Sister, sister, please stop hitting me! I really don't know what happened. All I know is that I had a wet dream, and that's it!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Hit me anywhere except my face."

Just as Su Shiming was about to continue his explanation, he noticed that Seventeen's body began to tremble. She then grabbed Su Shiming's arm tightly and hid behind him.

"Red...Red Hair, there's...there's a ghost at the head of the bed!"

Upon hearing that there was something ghostly about him, Su Shiming was quite excited and subconsciously reached into his inner pocket to pull out a talisman, only to find himself pulling out a chest muscle instead...

It's completely naked, there's nothing there at all!

In desperation, he had no choice but to bite his finger, take out the blood from his fingertip, and dab it on his forehead while muttering incantations.

Before long, he saw a graceful, beautiful ghost in red standing at the head of the bed!

That's it!

"Heh, you vixen, you're really tired of living, daring to mess with me!"

The alluring ghost seemed utterly fearless, and burst into laughter, "Little master, how did you feel during your spring night? Shouldn't you thank me? What the heart desires, the dream comes true."

Upon hearing this, Su Shiming became even more enraged and embarrassed. "What...what nonsense are you spouting!"

Su Shiming wanted to use his own fingertip blood to send that beautiful ghost on her way.

Then the beautiful ghost quickly floated away, leaving behind the sound of her loud laughter in the air.

"Little master, you can't kill me now, because you're no longer a pure yang being, hahahahaha."