I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

"I was captured by a female ghost with a kitchen knife." Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned this. He had been unconscious for so long, how come the female ghost with the kitchen knife hadn't caught up with him yet?

To everyone's surprise, the girl opposite exclaimed, "A kitchen knife? You mean Xue Xiuniang?"

Xue Xiuniang? Right, in the scene he saw earlier, the female ghost seemed to be named Xue Xiuniang.

Fan Zhiyi asked, "Do you know her?"

Ayu nodded: "I died very young, and my soul has been unable to leave. It has been wandering in this house and has witnessed the deaths of countless people. But if you mention other people, I might not remember them, but Xue Xiuniang left a very deep impression on me."

Fan Zhiyi continued, "She was killed by her father with an axe."

"No, no, no!" A-Yu denied, leaning forward slightly in her excitement before quickly regaining her composure and sitting upright. "Xue Xiuniang's family has a hereditary disease. Her father, for some reason, always wanted a perfect daughter, so he was very strict with her, beating and scolding her whenever she didn't do his best. One day, he had a fit and attacked Xue Xiuniang with an axe, but she wasn't dead yet. Unable to accept her father's denial of her, unable to accept her imperfections, Xue Xiuniang went to the kitchen and slit her throat with a cleaver, dying with her eyes wide open."

Fan Zhiyi felt a chill run down his spine. Based on the images the female ghost had shown him earlier, he had assumed that she had been hacked to death.

Fan Zhiyi swallowed hard: "And then?"

"This house was already strange. Xue Xiuniang was filled with resentment and became a vengeful ghost. On the seventh day after her death, she returned and killed her father, mother, brothers and sisters, along with servants and maids. Afterwards, she kept bringing in living people and cutting off what she considered to be the most perfect parts of their bodies to piece together a body for herself."

No wonder Fan Zhiyi always felt that the female ghost's body was strange, as if the various parts were not coordinated, and she walked in a crooked way.

"But why is Xue Xiuniang the only one who can do this in this haunted house? And what about her family? Didn't they become ghosts?"

"The Xue family was originally a powerful clan of cultivators, and Xue Xiuniang was very powerful. After she wiped out the entire family, Xue Xiuniang went completely mad and ate the ghosts of the rest of the family members, merging them into one." The girl sighed, "The remaining ghosts were all afraid of Xue Xiuniang because they were killed by her, and they couldn't avoid her at all. How could they possibly appear in front of Xue Xiuniang?"

Therefore, Xue Xiuniang's ability to chant incantations, perform martial arts moves, fight on par with Bing Nandong, and even bewitch people is probably related to her background in a powerful immortal cultivation clan.

Fan Zhiyi was puzzled after hearing this: "Since they are cultivators, why did they confiscate your belongings?"

"Naturally, it's because of this house. In this house, the living and the dead are separated. Let me put it this way: the two realms of Yin and Yang. You are in the Yang realm, and I am in the Yin realm. I can see you and hear you, but you cannot feel our presence. You will only intuitively feel that something is wrong with the house."

"Then why can I see and hear you now?"

"Because the power of the house has increased and the ghostly energy has intensified, it is beneficial to us, but for living people like you, you will only get lost here and become playthings of ghosts."

Upon hearing this, Fan Zhiyi frowned involuntarily: "Just who is this mansion?"

Ayu shook her head: "I don't know."

Fan Zhiyi had another question: "Why did she have to choose a kitchen knife as her weapon?"

Ayu was immediately amused: "I thought you were going to ask something else. You actually have the leisure to care about this? Maybe it's because you were killed by a kitchen knife and you're still resentful, so you want to use the kitchen knife to kill other people?"

A Yu waved her hand: "I was just talking nonsense. How could I possibly understand what a crazy girl like Xue Xiuniang is thinking? But..." A Yu's tone changed, and she revealed an infatuated expression, "Your blood smells so good. Why does it smell so good?"

Fan Zhiyi got goosebumps at the sight of A Yu and picked up his dagger again.

"Oh, don't worry, I don't drink human blood, it's disgusting. Besides, your blood just attracted some wandering ghosts, and I had to chase them away." A-Yu said proudly, scratching her nose. Seeing Fan Zhiyi get up, she immediately stood up as well, landing lightly beside him: "Are you going out? She's still looking for you."

Fan Zhiyi knew perfectly well who "she" referred to. Now that he was back in the haunted house, Bing Nandong and the others certainly didn't know where he was. To survive, he could only rely on himself: "I can't hide here forever. She will find me eventually."

"Not for now." Ah Yu held up a finger and shook it. "It's raining outside, and the rain will wash away your bloodstains. So the ones that just gathered here are just wandering spirits that happened to be in this area. They were attracted by the scent of your wounds. Also, the house has eaten up all the bloodstains you dripped on the ground."

"Wha, what do you mean?"

"This house is alive, you know. Didn't I tell you? It's strange. Every family that moves in dies mysteriously. First one, then two, then three. If they don't move out quickly, their whole family will be wiped out sooner or later. It loves blood and killing."

For some reason, Fan Zhiyi suddenly felt that the floor was a bit hot under his feet, and he was really afraid that the floor would turn into a bloody maw and swallow him up in the next second.

However, since this girl was able to drive away the little devil, I wonder who is more powerful, her or Xue Xiuniang: "Can you defeat Xue Xiuniang?"

"What are you thinking? If I met her, I would only run away. She's a madwoman, she eats ghosts, and I saw her dragging a human corpse back tonight. She must have tasted human blood again, she's even more powerful now. How can a delicate young lady like me compare to her?" A-Yu held her face and looked at her reflection with self-pity.

Fan Zhiyi was speechless. How could he still be so narcissistic even after becoming a ghost?

Seeing that Fan Zhiyi was about to leave, A Yu blocked his way again: "Wait, wait, how about we make a deal?"

Fan Zhiyi felt his body was still limp, so he leaned against the wall and said, "Go on."

Seeing that there was room for negotiation, A-Yu smiled immediately: "I have two conditions. First, I want to leave this house. You need to help me find a good place to bury my ashes and then perform a ritual to help me pass on to the afterlife. Second, there is a kitten by the courtyard wall in the South Garden. Please help me save it."

"Your cat?"

"How could that be? I've been dead for hundreds of years." A-Yu put her hands behind her back. "I found it a couple of days ago. It must have wandered into this place by mistake. It's on its last legs now. I can't touch it or find anything to feed it. Besides, the ghost energy in this house will drain my life force. If I don't save it soon, it'll probably stay and keep me company. In exchange, I can help you avoid Xue Xiuniang and find the right way out."