The villa resembled a medieval European castle—grand and imposing.Inside, the décor was opulent, like a royal palace.The three-story mansion boasted over thirty rooms, including nine bathrooms.But Jiang Chen hadn't come to admire luxury—he came to hunt a ghost.
"How long have you lived here?" Jiang Chen asked, hands behind his back, as he observed every corner of the house—especially the dark and shadowy areas.
"We only moved in last month. Just bought the house recently," Li Xiuxian replied.
"I see…"With Zhao Liang and his wife accompanying him, Jiang Chen explored every corner, inside and out.With his Divine Eye active, he noticed something was off in multiple shady spots—such as the tool room, behind some bathroom doors, and around several large leafy plants.These places were all shrouded in eerie yin energy.
That confirmed it: the house was indeed haunted.
"President Zhao, did you get this house for a bargain?" Jiang Chen asked suddenly.
"Huh? How did you know?" Zhao Liang looked flustered and glanced at his wife. "Yeah, the price was about 20% lower than the market value. It saved us over three million yuan. We jumped on it pretty fast."
Jiang Chen nodded. "Well, you get what you pay for. The previous owner probably encountered something strange here—and got too scared to keep living in the house."
Li Xiuxian's face turned pale. "Jiang Chen, ever since we moved in, I've always had this creepy feeling that someone's behind me. Do you have any way to get rid of the evil?"
Jiang Chen said confidently, "Don't worry. Go buy some incense and spirit money. I'll perform the ritual tonight."
Li Xiuxian gave Jiang Chen a grateful look. She then told the maid to prepare dinner and called a restaurant to order a few specialty dishes to treat Jiang Chen properly. After that, she hurried off to buy yellow paper charms.
With nothing urgent at the moment, Jiang Chen and Zhao Liang sat down for a chat.Zhao Liang was quite talkative. After hearing Jiang Chen's background, he was full of emotion and said earnestly:
"Jiang Chen, it's unfair for someone with your ability to be stuck as a village doctor. Is there anything I can do to help?"
Jiang Chen politely declined.But Zhao Liang insisted, "You saved my whole family. It's only right I help you. If you don't let me help, that's just wrong."
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen mentioned the medicinal wine.Zhao Liang's eyes lit up. He slapped his thigh and said, "I can help with that! I know so many people in the business world—those guys, you know, rich and surrounded by women. They need that kind of tonic wine more than anyone."
Jiang Chen smiled to himself. You're one to talk. If anyone here needs a boost, it's you.Earlier, Jiang Chen had noticed from Li Xiuxian's complexion that she hadn't had any intimacy for at least three months.Clearly, Zhao Liang had been fooling around outside and had nothing left to give at home.
Their conversation grew more relaxed. After dinner, they chatted until about 10 PM. Then Jiang Chen stood up and said it was time to begin the exorcism.
"Where will you perform the ritual?" Zhao Liang asked.
"In your daughter's room, of course."
"I'll have her sleep in her mother's room then," Zhao Liang offered.
"That won't work," Jiang Chen replied. "If she's not sleeping in her own room, the ghost might not show up. I need both of us in her room."
A man and a woman sleeping in the same room?
Zhao Liang hesitated but eventually agreed.Li Xiuxian reached out and held Jiang Chen's hand."Jiang Chen, my daughter's life is in your hands now."
Her hand was cool and soft—almost like a block of cheese. Jiang Chen thought to himself, If her hand feels this good, how much more alluring would her daughter's be?
Just then, Zhao Yafeng—who had been playing on her phone—suddenly looked up and said,"Jiang Chen, just sleep in my room. I'm not staying alone with a ghost in the house!"
Jiang Chen glanced at her again. Her figure was even more developed than her mother's. He felt like he'd been zapped and quickly looked away."I'll sleep on the sofa in her room," he said to Zhao Liang.
"Good, good. Let's get started then," Zhao Liang said, fearing any delay in the exorcism.
It was already close to 11 PM.
Zhao Liang and his wife returned to their room.Zhao Yafeng warmly grabbed Jiang Chen's hand and led him into her own.
A faint floral fragrance lingered in the room. As Jiang Chen inhaled it, he felt somewhat restless. He lowered his head and played with his phone.
Noticing his restraint, Zhao Yafeng boldly sat right beside him, pressing her soft body against his. Tilting her head, she smiled and asked, "Are you married?"
"No money—how could I be?" Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.
Zhao Yafeng reached for his phone playfully. "You're definitely texting some pretty girl, aren't you?"
"Oh please, nosy little brat," Jiang Chen laughed and slipped the phone into his pocket.
"I'm already eighteen—I'm an adult!" she declared proudly.
"Sure, sure. You're an adult, okay? Now go to bed—it's already 11."
"I will. What about you?" She reached out and pinched his cheek, her eyes full of mischief.
"If you don't sleep, the ghost won't come. I need to catch it, remember?"
The moment he mentioned the ghost, Zhao Yafeng shivered. She obediently climbed into bed, hugging her pillow and casting him a wary glance.
"You're really not afraid of ghosts?"
"What's there to be afraid of? I'll take care of however many show up. Go to sleep already…"
"Alright, but don't leave me," she mumbled, already drifting off.
"Don't worry." Jiang Chen turned off the lights.
Zhao Yafeng had been exhausted. Within moments, she was snoring softly.
In the moonlight, Jiang Chen quietly observed the silhouette of the sleeping girl.Watching her filled him with a strange stirring—but he reminded himself firmly: You're here to save her life, not take advantage of her body.
As he sat deep in thought, sleepiness started to creep in.
Suddenly, something seemed off.
He noticed the corner of her pillowcase twitching.It was as if an invisible hand was tugging at it.
There was no mistaking it—a ghost was here.
But it couldn't be seen with the naked eye.
Jiang Chen's heart tensed. He quickly called on the system to activate his X-ray vision.
And then—he saw it.
A man, hunched over, stood by the bed, reaching out toward Zhao Yafeng's chest.But it wasn't lust—it was preparing to lift her blanket… to feed.