Chapter 296: How to Deal with a Haunted House?
The move-out date was set for seven days later.
Seven days might seem both long and short. Bai Yu needed this time to absorb more of Feng Xi’s power to convert it into curse power for future gatherings of believers.
Currently, the curse power she had was quite weak; the faith power from the dozen ghosts she controlled was minimal, hence the progress was limited. At this rate, she would need at least five hundred evil ghost believers to see any noticeable improvement. If she wanted to go even further, she’d need at least a thousand evil ghosts.
Having so many evil ghosts as believers all at once required a significant amount of curse power.
Fortunately, she was moving out of Sunshine Apartment and into the new house provided by that little rascal Lu Liangting. She would also bring Feng Xi over and teach her and Zhao Mingyue some martial arts and swordplay.
Seven days to build a foundation was hardly enough.
One step at a time was also good for Zhao Mingyue to settle for a while. Otherwise, she’d be pestering her every day, wanting to learn this and that, especially at night when she’d cuddle up and mumble in her ear until she dozed off.
“Let’s go, Bai Yu! We can set off!” came Zhao Mingyue’s voice from the living room. Bai Yu folded the dried laundry neatly and put it away in the wardrobe, casually replying, “Got it.”
Today, Zhao Mingyue was dressed quite normally—a white t-shirt paired with a sun-protection jacket, and she had a pair of sunglasses perched on her head for when the sun got too lively.
She was heading out to check out the new house, and after that, they could move in tomorrow.
All the paperwork was left to Lu Liangting, and Zhao Mingyue totally trusted him.
Trust him or not, it didn’t matter; after all, the house belonged to Lu Liangting.
Zhao Mingyue had vaguely thought it was a typical apartment, but to her surprise, Lu Liangting had arranged a small villa for her.
It wasn’t particularly large, just two stories and over two hundred square meters, but no matter how small, a villa was still a villa, standing alone with a yard. In the photos and videos Lu Liangting sent, there was even a pool in the yard!
“Mingyue.” Downstairs, Lu Liangting was waiting early.
As soon as Zhao Mingyue came down, she saw his car and the little girl in the passenger seat waving at her.
This little girl wasn’t Old Yang, but Huang Fengxi—likely controlled by Lu Nianqiu, judging by her expression.
“Thanks for the trouble,” Zhao Mingyue said as she approached, and Lu Liangting took the initiative to open the car door for her.
“No problem! You and Bai Yu have helped me a lot. This is just me returning the favor in whatever small way I can,” he said as he slid into the driver’s seat, giving Nianqiu a nudge on the shoulder. “Seatbelt.”
“Got it, dumb bro,” she replied.
“Mingyue, that house is a gift for you. I’ve already arranged for the paperwork to be taken care of. No one’s lived in that place for a long time—it’s just been sitting there gathering dust, plus it won’t affect anything. My dad has quite a few properties, so he forgot about it for a bit.”
Lu Liangting explained, clearly worried that Zhao Mingyue might feel guilty about moving in.
“Ah, well, okay,” Zhao Mingyue wasn’t sure how to respond, feeling awestruck that this was the life of a wealthy person—too many houses to keep track of.
“By the way, Lu Liangting, how’s your partner doing these days?”
“Oh, you mean Old Yang? Actually, things are okay. My family hasn’t pried too much, especially my dad; he’s only reminded me a bit. But Zhizi’s not too happy and keeps giving Old Yang a hard time.”
Thinking about this, Lu Liangting felt a headache coming on.
No obstacles cropped up like he had imagined—neither from his dad nor from Xia Qingrong regarding Old Yang living in his house. Strangely, the most unlikely source of trouble came from Zhizi.
Old Yang never liked that body anyway; he only used it at night for “sleeping.”
Even at night, it was more about enjoying the whole “sleeping” experience.
But Zhizi constantly nitpicked about the body, causing various troubles, and they almost had a fight last night.
Lu Liangting couldn’t understand why Zhizi was so angry; things had been fine before.
“Zhizi might just be against anything related to evil gods,” he said, as Zhao Mingyue awkwardly shifted her gaze away.
She couldn’t just say that it was likely Zhizi was jealous.
After chasing Lu Liangting for so long, this dude showed up out of nowhere, making it hard to accept, even though Old Yang was still acting like a brother to Lu Liangting.
Old Yang still lived in Lu Liangting’s shadow just like before.
But she had unknowingly sent a signal to Zhizi that there was a threat.
“Speaking of evil gods, do you have any plans lately, Lu Liangting?” Sensing the awkwardness, Zhao Mingyue quickly changed the subject.
“I’m planning to go to a four-star mission location in a couple of days—going solo,” he answered.
“Oh, that sounds good!”
“Yeah, you’re moving soon, so focus on that first.”
Lu Liangting added, secretly worried about Bai Yu tagging along.
Whenever Bai Yu was there, two scenarios would play out:
Either there wouldn’t be any need for him to step in, or his opponent would be ridiculously strong, to the point where one hand could squash him like a bug.
The task experience could only be described as terrible.
So this time, he was adamant about going alone.
However, what Lu Liangting didn’t expect was that during this time, many female madmen would no longer be so busy and would once again set their sights on him.
Arriving at the community with the new house, Zhao Mingyue followed Lu Liangting around for a tour of the new place.
The house was refurbished and had been empty for a while, so it did collect some dust. They had arranged for detailed cleaning, so despite the vacancy, it looked just like a new house.
Bai Yu didn’t have much to say; she had no particular demand for living arrangements.
After checking the house, confirming everything was fine, Lu Liangting went above and beyond, even hiring a moving company, not waiting for the next day. He told Zhao Mingyue to go home and get her stuff sorted out first, which they packed into bags, and then they’d move in that afternoon.
By the time Zhao Mingyue settled into the new house, her head was spinning.
From a rundown apartment to a chic villa in just one day?
The kicker was—the villa seemed to have a little problem.
If Zhao Mingyue wasn’t imagining things, then this new house was indeed haunted.
After asking Lu Liangting, it took him a while to learn that a man had committed s*icide in the house, trying to extort money.
“Uh oh, Bai Yu, what should we do about this haunted house?”
