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"This room is strange, but it's not cheap either. A regular room costs eight hundred coins, and a suite costs one tael. This suite is just an extra soft couch and a dining table, yet it's so much more expensive."

Wang muttered under her breath, "I think this shopkeeper is just taking advantage of the fact that we arrived late and had no other choice. He must have raised the price. Normally, no one would dare to stay here."

Song Qingqian nodded in agreement: "There's nothing we can do about it. We still have to stay here. We can earn money slowly. We can't keep making our family suffer."

"Who says it isn't?"

Madam Wang sighed, reached out and pulled Song Qingqian through the crowd to stand in front of the shopkeeper, and asked:

"Are there any adjacent rooms? Give us a few!"

The innkeeper sized the two up and down, then said irritably, "There are a few rooms at the end of the corridor. How would you like to book them?"

"I want a suite and two regular rooms!"

After Song Qingqian finished speaking, she paid the money.

Wang originally wanted a regular room, but when she thought about how her husband had been working so hard for so long, she couldn't let him sleep on the floor every day. Her back would eventually give out, so she gritted her teeth and asked for a suite.

Song Qingqian and Madam Wang were about to go upstairs when they heard the shopkeeper muttering behind them:

"Don't go out at night, especially upstairs or downstairs. If you get scared, no one will be responsible."

"Tch, if they don't want to come out, they don't have to. What's the big deal?"

After Wang finished complaining, she beckoned her son over and left with her husband.

Bai carried her youngest daughter into the room, turned around, and said with a smile:

"This suite is indeed quite large; two people can sleep on the soft couch outside."

Song Qingqian smiled and nodded: "So there's a reason why things are expensive."

"Sister-in-law, you guys go ahead and get ready and wash up. I'll ask the waiter to let me use the kitchen."

"It's too late, just grab something quick and easy!"

Bai instructed, "It's almost past midnight. If you can get some sleep by the time you finish tidying up around midnight, that'll be good enough."

"Okay, I'll take care of it!"

"Sister Qian, I'll go with you!"

Xuan Yuanxue followed Song Qingqian out of the room.

The old lady glanced at the two sisters and instructed them, "The private room is a bit cramped. You two are thin, so you'll have to sleep on the soft couch tonight."

"Row!"

The two sisters nodded. Lu Xieyue actually wanted to sleep with Song Qingqian, but the bed there was too narrow, and it would be too cramped for three people to sleep together.

As soon as the group checked in, Lu Jingchuan went out and didn't return until dinner.

Lu Yunqi hadn't paid any attention to the ghost story, but as he lay in bed, Zhan'er kept nagging in his ear, which annoyed him.

Xuan Yuanxue had just finished washing up and was lying in bed when she hugged Song Qingqian tightly, murmuring:

"Sister Qian, I...I'm a little scared..."

"It's okay, those ghost stories are just for scaring people, they're not that scary. Go to sleep!"

What's so scary about ghosts? She spent the time after her death negotiating with ghost messengers. She'd seen all sorts of vicious and evil spirits. In fact, ghosts aren't scary at all. What's scariest is the human heart.

At the fourth watch of the night, a soft footstep suddenly came from the corridor, and Song Qingqian instantly opened her eyes from her sleep.

After covering Xuan Yuanxue with the blanket, Song Qingqian quietly opened a crack in the door. She saw a man in black blowing sleeping pills into each room, followed by a woman in white with disheveled hair.

As soon as the sleeping pill was introduced into the room, the woman in white pushed open the door and went in...

Song Qingqian sneered. Stealing is stealing, why make such a fuss?

Song Qingqian threw a dart, which struck the man in black directly in the leg. The man cried out in pain, turned his head to look around, but saw no one...

What's going on? Could it really be a ghost? The man in black was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he dared not move again!

"What's your name? Are you trying to kill me?"

The woman in white quickly escaped and kicked the man in black with displeasure.

"There's a...there's a ghost!"

"You're talking nonsense! I'm the ghost, there's no one else like me. Get to work!"

Song Qingqian raised an eyebrow and smiled. If you're going to play a ghost, at least find a decent female ghost. What's the point of a woman dressing up as a man? That's so unprofessional.

Wait, that room we just saw had a small table...

"Wow, this is amazing! You can do that?"

The white-clad ghost standing at the entrance to Li Cong's room was stunned. He suddenly felt an itch all over his body, even his bones were screaming for a taste of her beauty...

It was the Liu family…

Song Qingqian suddenly remembered that when she finished tidying up and went back to her room, Song Hansheng dragged Liu Shi upstairs. She thought that Song Hansheng actually had money to buy a room, but she didn't expect that he was selling his wife. How shameless!

"Let me see!"

The man in black pushed the man in white away and moved closer to him.

"This woman seems to be enjoying herself a lot, being so reckless..."

Song Qingqian carefully examined the door in front of her, and instantly she realized something was amiss: there was a movable part on the door.

She reached out and poked it out, and sure enough, it was a piston. In a moment, a hole about two fingers thick appeared in front of her.

The shopkeeper must have known; they were all birds of a feather, using the guise of a female ghost to extort money.

"They're done, hurry...get to work..."

The white-clad ghost gave an evil smile and nudged the black-clad man. The black-clad man didn't even need the sleeping potion; he opened the door and rushed inside.

"Ah... a ghost... a ghost..."

Liu panicked and quickly covered herself with a thin blanket. Li Cong reacted and was about to resist when he was knocked unconscious by a punch from the white-clothed ghost.

"Are you human or ghost? Don't come any closer... ah..."

The man in black directly pulled back the thin blanket, dragged Liu out, and said with a wicked smile:

"If he can keep you company, he can surely take good care of us two brothers, right? We'll make sure you have a great time today!"

"No...no...help!"

As soon as Liu screamed, she was pinned down by the two men, who began to grope her...

Song Qingqian gritted her teeth. "Greedy is one thing, but isn't doing all this too greedy?"

Just as the two were about to enjoy themselves, Song Qingqian raised her hand and knocked on the door, smiling as she reminded them:

"Hey, these Black and White Impermanence look just like normal people even with their pants down?"

"Even as a ghost, how can you still have emotions and desires?"

"You...who are you?"

The man in black quickly pulled the blanket over himself, while the man in white, upon seeing Song Qingqian's face, laughed:

"Brother, these are beauties that have been delivered to us, these are even more exciting!"

"Want a beauty? Look at the wrecks you all look like!"

Song Qingqian kicked one of them over and pulled out Liu Shi, who was hiding at the foot of the bed. Liu Shi hurriedly picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground and quickly put them on.

"Thank you... thank you, little sister..."

"I'm not your little sister, and I have no relation to the Song family!"

"Thank you... thank you, Mrs. Lu!"

"Can you walk by yourself?"

Madam Liu nodded: "Yes...yes!"

After saying that, she picked up her shoes and hurriedly ran out.

Seeing that Song Qingqian was about to leave, the two of them also tried to sneak away, but a single glance from Song Qingqian made them stop in their tracks.

Song Qingqian smiled wickedly, raised an eyebrow at the two of them, and spoke:

"Since you two are still not pure of heart, then we should let you have your fill. That way, you might be able to truly see through the illusions of the world!"

"No... what... what are you going to do?"

The white-clad ghost panicked immediately. He saw Song Qingqian drop a pill that exploded, then close and lock the door in one swift motion!

"Enjoy your time together, the three of you, and don't let my good intentions go to waste!"