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

"Yes, yes, these two kids have been with me the whole time."

"What do you mean, 'What fun is there for an old man like me?' Why don't they go play with my apprentice, Chuxin!"

After saying that, Jia Zhengjing paused noticeably before continuing her rambling conversation with Ling Guofu on the other end of the phone.

"Guofu, the New Year is just around the corner, and we really need to get Lingzi and Jingzi's wedding on the agenda. We don't have much time left..."

Ling Yue: ……

Did they overhear something about me? Why are these people always trying to pair me up with Jing Yucheng...?

Could it be that the dream I had that day actually happened?

"Okay, that's fine. The kids are waiting for me to have hot pot together. I'm hanging up now."

Jia Zhengjing's words brought Ling Yue back to her senses, and she quickly got up and rushed back into the restaurant.

"Ling Yue, you haven't even eaten your hotpot yet, and you've been in the bathroom for so long!"

Chu Xin is such a big mouth, but since I'm in the wrong, I can't stoop to his level.

He could only chuckle awkwardly and say, "This isn't the first time I've had such a lavish hot pot; I had to empty my stomach beforehand."

A short while later, Jia Zhengjing returned with Ling Yue's phone. Seeing everyone enjoying their meal, she smiled and said, "Oh, you've all started eating? How's it?"

"Master, this broth is absolutely amazing, and these lamb rolls are so tender yet not greasy, they're incredibly delicious!"

Chu Xin answered Jia Zhengjing's questions earnestly while eating.

Master Jia: You are truly my good disciple.

Winter and hot pot are a perfect match. After eating, you feel warm all over. At this time, the chef will bring out a plate of sliced ​​chilled watermelon.

Master Jia really knows how to enjoy life. I should bring Lu Boqing to Baiyun Temple more often in the future. Anyway, it will be close by once the shop opens, right?

After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, let's get down to business.

"Xiao Lin, let me take another look at that magical artifact of yours."

Lin Heng hurriedly took out the incense burner wrapped in layers of silk scarf from his briefcase. Under the light, the vermilion-red carved dragon looked lifelike, holding a small burner in its mouth. It looked like an exquisite ornament.

Jia Zhengjing, wearing reading glasses and behind a silk scarf, carefully examined the object.

"This incense burner must be nearly a hundred years old. It is a ritual implement of our Taoism, and it must belong to a fellow practitioner. Its purpose is to suppress ghosts and evil spirits. Look closely, the ghost that this master was trying to suppress must have been very powerful. He introduced his own blood into the incense burner to suppress it."

Master Jia observed and spoke eloquently, but Ling Yue felt something was very wrong. The black stone in her bag was making a lot of noise. Sweetheart suddenly rushed out, looked at the incense burner, and began to cover her head, shaking her head frantically, making terrified noises: "No...no...no!"

Seeing Sweetheart's pained expression, Ling Yue rushed to her side, asking anxiously, "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

Sweetheart kept backing away in pain: "Ling Yue, it hurts so much here, ah!"

Why is her head hurting again? And this time it seems more serious than ever before.

Ling Yue suddenly thought of something, turned around and ran to Master Jia's side, picked up the incense burner, and ran to a spot closer to Sweetheart, but hesitated to approach, asking cautiously, "Sweetheart, are you afraid of this kind of thing?"

As he spoke, he even moved the incense burner towards Sweetheart's position.

As she expected, the closer the incense burner got to Sweetheart, the more painful her screams became.

Ling Yue quickly wrapped the silk scarf that had been covering the incense burner back up and told Lin Heng to put it away.

Sweetheart finally stopped screaming hysterically after the incense burner was put away.

"Sweetheart, how are you? Are you alright?"

Perhaps because she had just used up too much energy, Sweetheart replied weakly, "Ling Yue, it doesn't hurt here anymore. I'm so hungry."

Ling Yue quickly looked at what food was left on the table, and everyone at the table was completely silent.

Watching Ling Yue take away the entire dessert that the chef had just served.

Ling Yue felt it wasn't enough, so she saw the fruit plate in front of Chu Xin and decisively took it. Chu Xin had just picked up a watermelon and opened her mouth wide, about to stuff it into her mouth.

Ling Yue snatched it away with lightning speed, put it back in the fruit plate, and served it to Sweetie.

"Eat up, eat up. If you're still hungry, I'll order more takeout for you."

Ling Yue watched as Sweetie finished eating the snacks and fruit she had brought her, and quickly asked, "Are you still hungry?"

Seeing Sweetheart smile and shake her head, he finally felt relieved and then began to clean up the trash left by Sweetheart's drug use.

Sweetheart obediently crawled back into the rock.

Seeing that Sweetheart was alright, Ling Yue's mood improved. She sat back in her original seat and then realized that everyone was looking at her.

"Where were we talking about?"

Ling Yue originally intended to fool everyone with a laugh, but since Sweetheart was a ghost, she was afraid that Jia Zhengjing would capture her and take her back.

"That female ghost just now..."

Ling Yue's body trembled. Master Jia had indeed asked. Before he could finish, Ling Yue hurriedly asked, "What female ghost? Where is there a female ghost? Where is she?"

The other people's eyes seemed to say: Keep making things up, let's see what you can come up with.

"Xiao Lingzi, don't be nervous. Actually, I already knew about the female ghost when I saw you at the construction site that time."

Ugh, so they already knew about Sweetheart back then. Thinking about how I tried to cover it up just now, it's really embarrassing now...

"Her name is Sweetheart..."

Ling Yue recounted Sweetheart's origins to Jia Zhengjing, who then fell into deep thought.

"Master Jia, why do you think Sweetheart was afraid of the incense burner that Lin Heng just took? They all say it came from underground at Lin Heng's construction site."

"Do you remember the female ghost we captured underground at the construction site that day?"

"Of course I remember, she almost strangled me to death!"

Ling Yue still feels lingering fear when she thinks about it now; her neck is still a little sore.

"The sweetheart you mentioned might also be related to that female ghost."

That female ghost dressed in Republic-era clothing? Could Sweetheart have been a woman from that period?

"But Sweetheart doesn't remember anything now... I asked her about her background before, and she suffered a major head injury before she died, which probably caused her amnesia at that time..."

Chu Xin had roughly figured it out by then, and asked with some confusion, "That's really strange. How can a vengeful ghost follow you and live with you for so long? And after all this time, it hasn't even attacked you?"

Ling Yue was completely confused by these words. It sounded like even a ghost would attack her.

"Why would she lay a hand on me? She's not going to eat me alive!"

"Don't you know that your extremely Yin constitution is, to them, nothing but..."

He was only halfway through recounting his initial aspirations when Jia Zhengjing sternly stopped him.