Chapter 135: Chapter 135: 135: Dispel the Evil Spirit (End)

Xia Han once again pinned Chuzheng onto the sofa and gave her a lengthy kiss, until they had their fill of fun, and Chuzheng got up to warm up some food for him.

Xia Han was curious, “Little Beauty, did you make this?”

“Not interested.” Cooking was such a hassle; she would be crazy to do it.

Xia Han, “Then what are you interested in?”

Chuzheng’s gaze landed on him, and Xia Han looked at her expectantly, thinking she would express interest in him.

But she shook her head, “Nothing.”

Xia Han, “…”

“What about me?” Xia Han pointed at himself.

“What about you?”

“Aren’t you interested in me?”

“You’re mine, why should I be interested in you?”

“If you’re not interested in me, why do you think I’m yours?” Shouldn’t it be that you first become interested before you arrive at that conclusion?

“You just are mine.” Chuzheng defended her claim fiercely.

Xia Han, “…”

Xia Han thought that Chuzheng was like a little lion defending her territory, incredibly cute.

He leaned in to kiss her, “Okay, I’m yours.”

Chuzheng, disliking the closeness, pushed him away, “Eat your food.”

Xia Han chuckled softly and, despite Chuzheng’s stern look, happily ate his meal.

The Little Beauty was truly adorable.

The more he watched, the more adorable she seemed.

After Xia Han had finished eating, he didn’t let Chuzheng clean up but tidied up the table himself.

Once everything was put away, Xia Han looked upstairs and asked, “Little Beauty, do you still plan on locking me up?”

“Mhm.” Chuzheng nodded rapidly without any hesitation.

Xia Han, “…”

Without struggling, Xia Han only asked her, “Will you sleep with me?”

“Why should I sleep with you?” Chuzheng retorted righteously.

“We…” Xia Han stuttered, “just… I want to sleep with you.”

Chuzheng was silent for a few seconds, then nodded, “Mhm.”

Xia Han stepped forward quickly and picked Chuzheng up, “Then let’s go to sleep.”

“Didn’t you just wake up?” Just woke up and back to sleep, are you a pig?

“Little Beauty, don’t you know that being with someone you like never gets old?”

“Nonsense.”

“It’s not nonsense. I just want to be with you, always together, not even a second apart.”

“Should I follow you to the bathroom as well?”

Xia Han smiled with a hint of ambiguity, “Little Beauty, if you don’t mind, I wouldn’t refuse.”

“You have some… special interests.”

“Aren’t you my interest?” Xia Han placed Chuzheng on the bed, “You’re the special one.”

“Mhm.” Chuzheng nodded her head, naturally accepting the compliment.

“…” The Little Beauty’s way of thinking was truly unfathomable.

Xia Han freshened up and lay down beside Chuzheng, turned off the light, and took her into his arms.

Chuzheng’s face pressed against the clasp of his clothing, through the thin layer of fabric, she could hear the sound of his heartbeat.

“Where did you get this garment?” Chuzheng finally asked the question that had been on her mind for a long time.

Why did he always wear this outfit without ever changing it?

She had never seen him wash it, but the garment never seemed to get dirty, always looking fresh and clean.

“This?” Xia Han raised his hand slightly, “A ghost gave it to me.”

“A ghost?”

“That was two years after I first arrived at Taokong Mountain…”

Xia Han had stayed on Taokong Mountain for two years, and it was the first time he had descended from the mountain.

An elder had taken them to a place because an Evil Ghost had appeared there.

It was probably the first time Xia Han had encountered such a powerful Evil Ghost.

He had been captured, but unexpectedly, the Evil Ghost did not harm him. Instead, it let him walk deeper into the place, and then he obtained this garment.

“It said that as long as I wore this garment, I would become very powerful…” Xia Han sighed, “But I might have been tricked. Still, it’s not bad, at least it doesn’t get dirty and it grows with my height, so I don’t need to change it.”

Chuzheng ran her fingers over the patterns on Xia Han’s clothes.

This garment must not be a Magic Artifact, otherwise, she would have been roasted by now.

But aside from this, Xia Han couldn’t provide more details.

There was nothing wrong with the garment.

At least for now, no problems could be discerned.

–

Chuzheng, as the newly appointed Ghost King, was no longer troubled by the ghosts nearby.

Under the trend of Chuzheng emptying the Gold Pointing Pavilion, Xia Han’s reputation grew, and you had to start making appointments to see him.

His fellow disciples looked at him very strangely.

How did an orphan who had been unwanted since childhood suddenly become so rich?

He used his tools as freely as running water.

“Little Beauty, don’t you think this is very…” Xia Han didn’t know how to describe it: “not very good?”

“Why is it not good?”

Xia Han paced in place, anxious, “Right now, I catch ghosts with tools, but what will I do without them in the future? If someone comes to me and I can’t do it, it will disappoint them. I feel like I’m deceiving them, and I don’t want to do it anymore.”

“You have me.”

Xia Han stopped in his tracks and looked towards the girl sitting beside him.

“I still don’t want to do it,” he shook his head seriously, “I want to be with you and live an ordinary life.”

Chuzheng replied softly, “Then let’s not do it.”

Sometimes Xia Han really didn’t know what to do.

Except for some occasions, she really went along with him, his word was her command.

Of course, it would be even better if she didn’t always think of locking herself away.

Just as Xia Han decided to wash his hands of his past life, someone very unexpected came knocking at the door.

—Looking for Xia Han to catch ghosts.

Chuzheng threw the person out without mercy and even gave them a scare.

“Baby, do you know him?”

Chuzheng minded the nickname “Baby,” but couldn’t quite put her finger on why.

She just found the name a bit peculiar, yet it had a touch of familiarity…

“He was involved in killing me.”

Xia Han was startled, turning his head to look at her.

The girl looked calmly at Murong Yi, who scrambled away, showing no excess emotion.

Xia Han held onto her: “I’ll help you get revenge.”

“No need, it’s almost settled.”

Xia Han: “?”

Xia Han soon understood what Chuzheng meant by almost settled.

Murong Yi, terrified into near insanity, went to the police to confess, admitting to the murder of the original host.

Tang Yiyue couldn’t escape either.

Though it was manslaughter, the act of conspiring to ditch the body made the case serious.

The police found the original host’s body and informed her distant relatives living abroad.

Out of familial concern, they hurried back to hold a funeral for her.

A string of zeros suddenly appeared in Chuzheng’s account.

Chuzheng: “…”

I! Really! Don’t! Need! Money!

After the matter was resolved, Xia Han began to pack up, ready to take Chuzheng away from there.

As for where to, he hadn’t decided yet.

Perhaps they’d just see where they end up.

He looked towards Chuzheng floating beside him, a slight smile on his lips.

As long as she was by his side, that was enough.

They traveled to many places, yet stayed nowhere.

Xia Han said.

He wanted their footprints to cover mountains and lakes, to let the world witness their love.

Chuzheng only gave the word “boring” to describe it.

Xia Han dared not let Chuzheng feel the slightest inconvenience, for she would start thinking about locking herself up again.

This was absolutely not okay.

Later, Xia Han discovered something about the Ghost Pact.

So every day, Chuzheng considered how to break his legs.

Xia Han once again saved his own legs, picked up Chuzheng, and said: “Next stop.”

“I…”

“Baby, you are the best.”

“…”

The car started, speeding off into the distance.

“Wait for me, guys!!”

The Evil Ghost chased after the car, floating on the outside.