SCWP Chapter 33

In One Chi Alley, the fragrance of beauty lingers, but old acquaintances meet without recognition.

In One Chi Alley, the fragrance of beauty lingers, but old acquaintances meet without recognition.

The song is unidentifiable, sounding like a random erhu tune played with a carelessly held string bow.

The layout of the top floor mirrors the first, except for the height; everything else is identical.

If it’s a one-to-one correspondence, then Chen Yan should be in the position corresponding to the candy box downstairs, but Meng Yu’s whereabouts are unknown.

“Do you want him, or do you want me?” A ghostly voice brushed past Lin Qichi’s ear.

A hazy mass of Yin energy enveloped Lin Qichi from behind.

Within the chilling aura was a hint of familiar tenderness.

Well, no need to search now.

Lin Qichi paused, recalling the earlier message, and immediately launched a counter-attack, asking, “You steal someone and then question me?”

“I didn’t steal him.” Meng Yu’s voice was filled with resentment and stubbornness at the misunderstanding and accusation.

“You admit it?” Lin Qichi’s face darkened instantly. Ignoring the sudden appearance of the spirit behind him, he hurried toward the location corresponding to the candy box downstairs.

“Are you going to find him? Why? Isn’t having me enough?”

Meng Yu incessantly accused him in Lin Qichi’s ear, but Lin Qichi only quickened his pace.

“Don’t make trouble.” Lin Qichi helplessly looked at the corner enveloped in layers of Yin energy, corresponding to the location of the box downstairs. It was likely Chen Yan.

“I’m not making trouble.”

Meng Yu said lightly, but his true form remained unseen. Only his voice could be heard, and his cold yet familiar aura could be felt.

At this point, Lin Qichi didn’t think this was one of Meng Yu’s new tricks for cajoling him; the price was too high.

“Now that you’re here, why not take a look at the middle level?”

Meng Yu’s voice seemed to have been suddenly poisoned, filled with malice.

Lin Qichi reached out to grab the surrounding Yin energy, but it quickly evaded him.

“Little Fish, are you there?”

“I told you, don’t call me that name!”

Meng Yu was even angrier. The Yin energy on the upper level twisted violently, and the flimsy self-built floor swayed, appearing precarious.

Lin Qichi could now clearly distinguish between Meng Yu and Qi Feiyu.

The one who didn’t want him to call that name, who liked to be spoiled and was easily embarrassed, was Meng Yu, the Little Fish who secretly swam over from the previous world.

The other, who didn’t care about the address, who occasionally got jealous, whose Yin energy was very overbearing, and who liked to scare people from time to time, was the antagonist of this world, Qi Feiyu.

Lin Qichi thought: What’s going on? Are you really having a split personality?

Lin Qichi simply couldn’t imagine how exciting his life would be after he left here today.

Should he continue to pretend he didn’t know, or should he be direct?

The surrounding Yin energy gradually calmed, and Meng Yu quietly clung to him again.

“Why don’t you go take a look at the middle level?”

“What’s at the middle level? Why do you keep wanting me to go to the middle level?” Lin Qichi didn’t understand why he kept trying to get him to go there.

Could it be… the middle level had already been taken over?

Lin Qichi’s expression was terrible. Meng Yu seemed to sense it, silently following him to the side, no longer saying anything.

The premise of the middle-level position being occupied was subduing all the living beings within ten li.

No wonder the little ghosts on the lower level were so weak; it turned out they had already lost once.

Lin Qichi drew a talisman with his right hand, condensing it into a long sword, and with one strike, he tore through the Yin energy in the corner.

The Yin energy wrapped around his body instantly converged. Lin Qichi had no defenses against Meng Yu, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, turning back into a piece of paper.

Even though it was brief, Lin Qichi saw that it was indeed Chen Yan inside the Yin energy. However, judging from his appearance, there was no need to worry.

Chen Yan was sitting calmly against the corner, wearing the glasses he only wore when handling official business, and was typing on his laptop with a focused expression.

He wasn’t even disturbed by the moment the barrier was broken.

Lin Qichi immediately thought of the middle level that Meng Yu had kept mentioning.

Was he doing this… to prevent the middle level… from discovering Chen Yan?

“Meng Yu.” Lin Qichi suddenly had a bold guess.

“Hmm?”

The Yin energy beside him swayed, as if Meng Yu wanted to hold his hand. Lin Qichi released his palm, and the entire mass of Yin energy clung to him.

“Is Qi Feiyu at the middle level?”

In the cold space, something else seemed to be mixed in.

Lin Qichi felt his body lighten. Not receiving a response from Meng Yu, the Yin energy disappeared from before him.

Chen Yan inside it… also vanished.

The entire upper level began to collapse. The speed was too fast, and Lin Qichi didn’t have time to react, falling straight down to the middle level.

“You belong to me now.”

The overbearing voice revealed a hint of murderous intent.

And within that solemn murderous aura, a faint scent of gardenias.

The impact of the fall was too great. Lin Qichi was prepared to lose his footing, but when he actually stopped falling, he landed in a soft, cold, and irregular area.

Lin Qichi kept his eyes open, but all he saw was darkness.

The surroundings were as cold and damp as a water cellar in the twelfth lunar month. Lin Qichi guessed that what he saw was dense Yin energy, so thick that it blocked his vision. A talisman slipped from his sleeve and turned into a small sword.

Lin Qichi felt like he was being held by someone—no, to be precise, a ghost.

But the action of holding him was too casual. It wasn’t like he was being held, but rather like he was being propped up to keep him from falling further, simply resting on a knee.

The sword tip grazed his palm, and the surging blood aura broke through the surrounding Yin energy.

Lin Qichi finally saw the person in front of him.

As well as that… familiar, overbearing Yin energy. It was the same violent Yin energy from the abandoned well outside One Chi Alley.

The first thing he noticed were two winding braids, a chest that brazenly exposed pale skin, as white and fragile as snow, and two spots of crimson plum blossoms, even more distinct in the snow.

The person had a head of dark hair scattered everywhere, wearing a large red robe that was open at the collar, lounging on a black and gold coffin. The coffin hung suspended in the center of the building.

One hand was fiddling with a few dark green beads, and his crimson eyes were slightly narrowed, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. The exposed skin was delicate and fair, and the other hand recklessly held Lin Qichi, as if to say, “Welcome.”

It was the face of the ghost groom from that day, a thirty-year-old version of Little Fish, but with some differences, with added unrestrainedness and arrogance.

Like a snow-covered red plum, baring its fangs and claws, its hostility was overpowering, but it couldn’t hide its stunning beauty.

“Qi Feiyu?” Lin Qichi tentatively asked.

“Good morning, my bride.” As he spoke, he leaned over and stole a kiss.

That was the meaning of not denying it.

Lin Qichi closed his eyes. He really had to separate the two. He asked, “Where’s Meng Yu?”

“Am I not enough to satisfy you?” The tone wasn’t like grievance or jealousy, but more like a threat.

The hand that hadn’t stopped bleeding was entangled by even more Yin energy, and Lin Qichi couldn’t see again.

After his vision disappeared, his other senses also became dulled because he was in the Yin energy.

“Now that you’ve fallen into my hands, you are mine.”

His consciousness gradually blurred, and in the final moment of vanishing, he heard those threatening words.

It’s a good thing… he had already sent a message to the family.

When Lin Qichi woke up again, he was in his own bed, having returned to the Wen Ren residence.

He was awakened by the noise, like Chen Yan’s voice, constantly complaining.

“How did the internet suddenly cut out again? My pages are all frozen. The collapse of an adult, in this instant.”

“Chen Yan.” Lin Qichi hadn’t fully opened his eyes yet, and couldn’t help but stop him because Chen Yan was making so much noise.

“Brother Wen Ren?”

Lin Qichi’s consciousness had just cleared, his brain hadn’t fully started working yet, and he belatedly realized he was being called. He slowly replied, “Mm.”

“Yi Yi.” It was the last sound he heard before his consciousness faded yesterday.

Lin Qichi didn’t recognize what he was calling, and slowly sat up from the bed.

What happened yesterday?

He took three kids to do on-site teaching, felt like he couldn’t win when he got to the top floor, sent a letter to the head of the family, and then… what did he do then?

Was he forcibly kissed by a male ghost?

The jade pendant at his waist was getting hotter and hotter, pulling back all of Lin Qichi’s thoughts.

The water-yellow jade pendant had turned crimson and was emitting heat.

Lin Qichi looked at the flower petal-shaped jade pendant, and inexplicably remembered those red and glistening peach blossom eyes from last night, and those two red plum blossoms in the snow.

After staring at it for a long time, his eyes became somewhat unfocused, and two patches of sickly red appeared on his cheeks.

“Old Brother! Are you okay? Grandpa said you woke up.”

“The family head said that your brother still needs to rest quietly, so keep your voice down.”

Wen Ren Shu ran over blustering, with En Sihan panting behind him.

After Lin Qichi explained the situation to the family head, he didn’t agree to let Wen Ren Shu take his position, but he did agree to let him follow suit and call him Grandpa.

The sickly expression on his face flashed by, as if it never happened at all.

Lin Qichi looked left and right, not seeing Chen Yan. But he had indeed heard Chen Yan’s voice before he woke up, so how did he leave so quickly?

“By the way, Brother, did you see Boss Chen at the time? His secretary has already come over to ask me several times.”

“Chen Yan?” Lin Qichi looked at them blankly, “Wasn’t he just here just now?”

“Brother, what are you talking about?” Wen Ren Shu went forward and put the back of his hand on Lin Qichi’s forehead. “The fever’s gone, so why are you still talking nonsense?”

“What did I say?” Lin Qichi’s face changed instantly.

“Nothing, nothing.” Wen Ren Shu was still a coward. Seeing his brother’s expression change, he shrank his neck and didn’t dare to say anything randomly.

Lin Qichi looked at En Sihan, who was still pacing outside the door, not daring to come in.

“Sorry to disturb you.” En Sihan politely nodded outside the door before daring to come in.

En Sihan took out two talismans, the two that he had transformed into swords.

“Did you guys pick these up?” Lin Qichi took the two crumpled pieces of paper. The original words on them were no longer visible, but two sentences added by someone were particularly obvious.

“In One Chi Alley, the fragrance of beauty lingers, but old acquaintances meet without recognition.” Lin Qichi read absentmindedly, listening to a voice coming from who knows where, reading along with him.

The voices overlapped, making it difficult to hear clearly.

“Brother, don’t look at them. Grandpa told you not to look at talismans too much recently.” Wen Ren Shu snatched the talismans from Lin Qichi’s hand and put them away on his own.

He must have borrowed courage from the family head, otherwise he wouldn’t dare usually.

Lin Qichi just looked at him, waiting for an explanation.

This time, En Sihan answered for him: “This time, the family head’s side really gave the order. He said that you hurt your spirit this time, and were too deeply eroded by Yin energy, so looking at talismans too much will make you mentally unstable.”

“Then what about Chen Yan?” Please trace back to the origin. What he wanted to know most urgently now was Chen Yan. As long as Chen Yan was still around, Meng Yu would definitely not be in trouble.

One Chi Alley, black gold coffin, and that rampant Yin energy, the mid-level position was that ghost king Qi Feiyu who shouldn’t have appeared!