rs' coffins to protect their remains; and prevention against deformation refers to the excellent quality of the material which ensures it doesn’t warp or crack regardless of temperature changes, even...Chapter 103: The Vengeful Spirit in the Painting (Requesting Recommendations and Monthly Votes)

"Then what just happened" Wei Zhonghua glanced at them indifferently after hearing their words, then continued to ask.

"Mr. Wei... Sir Wei... We... we were here to scam money! But there really is a ghost in your house!" Li Si cautiously looked around and said nervously once he was sure nothing unusual was happening.

It turned out that after they left, Li Si and his nephew sat on the sofa to divide the money. Li Si felt that since it was his idea, he should get more of the money. However, his nephew disagreed with him, and thus an argument broke out between them, leading them into a quarrel.

At this moment, a female ghost floated in from beside the wall, hovering above the ceiling. When she saw both men fighting over money, she couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle. Hearing her laugh, they thought someone was still inside and started looking around for them, but found no one and assumed they had misheard it. However, soon after another bout of laughter drifted through the air; only then did they realize the floating ghost above the ceiling.

After that, everything went according to what Li Si said: both men were so terrified that they fainted on the spot.

Li Si involuntarily shivered and rubbed his neck as he looked at Wei Zhonghua with a distressed expression. "Sir Wei, shall I return the money Or should I call the police Anyway, we need to leave because there's really a ghost here!"

Now Li Si was truly scared; even if they called the police on them, it would only be for spreading superstition and tradition, so he’d rather stay in jail for a year or two than be stuck in this place! Just thinking about the female ghost he saw earlier made his back shiver.

Hearing their account, fear also struck Wei Zhonghua's heart. Judging from their expressions, they didn't seem to be lying; Wei Zhonghua’s previously fierce and stern expression had vanished, followed by a sense of despair. He waved dismissively at them and said, “You can leave.”

The idea that his home was haunted had left him exhausted; he wasn’t in the mood to deal with these two insignificant individuals.

"Wait!" Xiao Yu called out to the pair who were about to leave.

Li Si and his nephew abruptly stopped, turning around with a distressed look as they faced Xiao Yu. "Young Master, is there something else you need from us"

"I want to know what the ghost looks like," said Xiao Yu as he looked at the two people standing by the door.

"I didn't see it clearly either. The ghost's figure was blurry; I only saw a vague shadow, which seemed to be a female ghost!" Li Si thought for a moment and said with a look of lingering fear.

"I saw more clearly. That female ghost seems to be wearing ancient-style clothing!" Li Si's nephew, being young, had some courage like a calf unafraid of tigers. Although he was also afraid at the time, he couldn't help but take another look. When Xiao Yu asked about it, he quickly said.

When the two people spoke, Wei Jun standing beside them felt cold to his heart. His already weak body now sat softly on the sofa, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Son... son, what's wrong" Seeing her son slump onto the sofa, Wang Xinlan stood up immediately, and her fearful expression vanished instantly. She hurriedly went over to support Wei Jun beside the couch and anxiously called out.

Sitting on the sofa in deep thought, Wei Zhonghua suddenly heard his wife's cry and turned around to look too. Seeing his son sitting weakly on the sofa, he also showed a worried expression.

Upon seeing Wei Jun's condition, Xiao Yu moved swiftly beside him, grasped his wrist to take his pulse. Soon after, Xiao Yu released Wei Jun’s wrist and sighed with relief, telling Uncle Wei Zhonghua and Aunt Wang Xinlan: "Uncle, Aunt, it's okay. Brother Jun is just scared and weak from the shock; he'll be fine after resting for a while."

Xiao Yu turned to ask Li Si and his nephew some more questions but found that they had already left. Looking at the empty doorway, Xiao Yu helplessly shook his head.

Entering the kitchen, Xiao Yu checked on the medicinal concoction boiling over fire. Using chopsticks, he pressed it down to find that it was almost done. He poured out the herbal decoction from the pot into a bowl just in time.

Cradling this bowl of medicine, Xiao Yu went to the living room and gave Wei Jun some to drink. After a short while, as the medicine took effect, Wei Jun regained his strength and sat up straight.

"Brother Jun, what exactly happened Aren't you still hiding something" Seeing that Wei Jun had recovered, Xiao Yu asked.

Wei Zhonghua and Wang Xinlan also anxiously looked at Wei Jun. They were truly frightened just now; they really feared some misfortune would befall their son.

"Let's pack up a few things and move our son to stay with us for a while, okay Let’s leave this house empty for now! Anyway, it doesn't cost much! I think our son should be fine as long as he leaves here," Wang Xinlan said to her husband and son.

Wei Zhonghua nodded. If this mansion is haunted, then we don’t need to keep the place anymore.

When Wang Xinlan saw that her husband agreed, she went to pack up Wei Jun's belongings.

At this moment, Wei Jun finally came to his senses and said to Xiao Yu and the others: "The woman I dreamed about is similar to what they just saw. She was wearing ancient clothing, but I couldn't see her face clearly; it was always blurry!"

Hearing their son's words while Wang Xinlan was packing up and Wei Zhonghua sat on the sofa, both of them trembled in fear, thinking that their son must indeed be haunted by a ghost. They needed to leave this place immediately.

Xiao Yu felt a chill when he heard what Wei Jun said. It seemed like Wei Jun really was possessed by a ghost, and this ghost was hiding somewhere here. But how did the ghost conceal itself Xiao Yu had checked every corner of Wei Jun's room, yet there wasn't even a hint of supernatural presence.

"Brother Jun, where have you been before you got sick" Since ghosts didn’t haunt this place until recently, Xiao Yu asked Wei Jun.

Wei Jun looked thoughtful as he said: "I haven't gone anywhere special lately! Oh yes, I remember now. Two days before I fell ill, I attended an underground auction!"

Suddenly, something occurred to Wei Jun and his expression changed dramatically as he spoke in fear: "I… bought a painting at the auction. It was a 'Lady' painting by Tang Bohu that everyone claimed was fake, but I found it very lifelike and inexpensive so I purchased it. The clothes of the female ghost I dreamt about look exactly like the one in my painting!"

The more he spoke, the more terrified Wei Jun looked. Although Wei Jun usually acted fearless, such an event could shake anyone's nerves.

"Xinlan, stop packing and take our son away quickly!" Hearing his son’s words, Wei Zhonghua was shocked to realize that he had mistakenly thought the ghost left already, which is why he hadn’t objected when his wife started packing their son’s clothes. But it turned out the ghost was still hiding in this house.

"Okay… Okay…" Wang Xinlan hurriedly put down what she was doing; she didn't dare to stay in this room any longer.

At that moment, Xiao Yu understood that Wei Jun’s illness was caused by a female ghost manipulating his consciousness and draining his essence through nightly dreams to strengthen her power.

"Brother Jun, where is the painting" Knowing it was a malevolent spirit causing trouble, Xiao Yu wanted to find out how it managed to hide from him.

“It’s in my room, in the hidden compartment of my wardrobe! Quickly help me throw it away!” Wei Jun quickly replied when he heard Xiao Yu's question.

Xiao Yu looked at the terrified Wei Jun, and Wei Zhonghua and Wang Xinlan in a panic, and said: "Uncle, Aunt, you two take Jun brother away first. I want to see what ghost is so audacious!"

"Xiao Yu, now isn't the time to show off your abilities. Come with me, and we'll find a more powerful mage to deal with it later on!" Wei Jun, who was about to leave the door, suddenly heard Xiao Yu's words and spoke anxiously.

"It's fine, Jun brother. When have I ever done anything without confidence Besides, you've already been here for half a month," said Xiao Yu with a smile.

"This... Alright then, but you must promise me that if something goes wrong, you'll come out immediately!" After thinking it over, Wei Jun realized that he had lived in this place for half a month without any incidents other than having wet dreams. With this thought in mind, Wei Jun wasn't as afraid anymore.

"Alright, don't worry," Xiao Yu nodded and said.

Seeing Xiao Yu agree, Wei Jun didn't try to persuade him further because he knew that once Xiao Yu made up his mind about something, it would be extremely hard to change it.

"Xiao Yu, you should be careful!" Just before leaving the room, Wei Jun said this one last time and then left through the door.

After watching Wei Jun's family leave the house, Xiao Yu went into Wei Jun's living room. Looking at the chaotic mess of the room, he shook his head. He thought to himself that the entire place would need a major renovation again.

Xiao Yu then entered Wei Jun’s bedroom and opened up the hidden compartment in the wardrobe where he took out the scroll painting. After carefully feeling it over, he was startled to find no trace of ghostly energy on the scroll; there was only a very faint layer of resentment lingering upon it.

Xiao Yu hung the scroll on the wall and opened it up. He looked at the painting attentively. The picture depicted an elegant lady, painted with such vividness that she seemed to come alive in front of his eyes. No wonder Wei Jun mistook this for a genuine work by Tang Bohu.

Xiao Yu carefully observed the scroll painting and noticed a very faint layer of resentment on its surface, but there was no trace of ghostly energy at all. He couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Earth Ghost, what's going on with this painting" Unable to figure out the situation, Xiao Yu asked the floating earth spirit in the air.

After all, he still hadn't completely unlocked Zhong Kui’s memories after becoming a Celestial Master, so he could only seek help from the earth spirit that had always followed Zhong Kui. He wanted to see how much this earth spirit knew about the existence within the painting.Xiao Yu speaking.Yun Xi's father had been saving face today. These relatives were all envious of him.The thing was that before coming here, they went to Xiao Yu's house first as a tradition. It was ab...