Chapter 61

Because the room was pitch black, Xia Tianqi could not see Leng Yue clearly, only making out a vague figure gesturing for silence:

"Shh..."

"If you keep shushing, I'll wet my pants!"

Although he saw Leng Yue's gesture, Xia Tianqi still muttered to himself, in a voice only he could hear. ●⌒

Seeing that Xia Tianqi understood, Leng Yue ignored him and turned to walk towards the window. Xia Tianqi, full of doubts, followed closely behind.

The raindrops, as big as beans, continued to fall tirelessly, pattering against the window.

Xia Tianqi followed Leng Yue to the window, then poked his head out to look outside. This sight made him gasp in shock, and a chill ran through his entire body.

He saw that the coffin they had seen in the center of the yard when they entered was now trembling violently in the silent rainy night!

The raindrops falling on the coffin turned into thin streams of water, intertwining and merging, looking like countless disgusting maggots wriggling on it.

There was no doubt that something inside the coffin was about to break free.

Xia Tianqi shivered with fear, instinctively hugging his shoulders, and turned to look at Leng Yue, who was staring at the coffin in silence, asking in a low voice:

"Aren't you planning to rush out and deal with it?"

In response to Xia Tianqi's question, Leng Yue shook his head without speaking. Seeing this, Xia Tianqi hurriedly stopped him:

"Whether you have the idea or not, you should drop it. We should follow the plan I set before. First, we try the 'civil' approach, and if that doesn't work, we'll use the 'military' approach. You just need to act as my bodyguard."

Although he was a bit scared inside, he was still quite clear-headed. Since the event was divided into three levels of severity, it meant that even without resorting to the violent ghost-hunting approach, it could still be resolved.

"I know." Leng Yue nodded in agreement, fulfilling the condition he had previously agreed to with Xia Tianqi.

Seeing that Leng Yue had promised not to act rashly, Xia Tianqi refocused his attention on the coffin. However, when he looked again, he found that the coffin, which had been trembling non-stop, had suddenly become quiet.

Compared to the previous trembling, Xia Tianqi actually found the coffin's silence even more eerie. However, this state of silence did not last long. Soon, the coffin lid slowly hovered in the air.

At the same time, a thin, bony hand suddenly emerged from inside, grabbing the edge of the coffin lid and pushing it to the side.

Thus, the coffin was finally fully opened!

Then, a "woman" drenched in water stood up straight from inside.

It was the female ghost that Xia Tianqi had carried all the way here!

Although he had anticipated this scene, when he actually saw the ghost emerge from the coffin, Xia Tianqi still turned pale with fear, feeling a chill run down his spine as he recalled the experience of carrying the ghost.

Just as Xia Tianqi was trying to calm himself with a deep breath, the female ghost, who had been staring straight at the opposite house, suddenly turned her head towards them!

At that moment, Xia Tianqi felt his heart leap into his throat.

Fortunately, the female ghost did not pay attention to them for long and soon turned her gaze away, walking stiffly towards the house where the Chen family lived.

After a long while, Xia Tianqi dared to take a few deep breaths.

"That was really scary!"

Xia Tianqi found it hard to imagine what kind of heinous deeds the Chen family must have committed to create such a terrifying ghost.

But this was what they called retribution for evil deeds. Even if they managed to escape punishment, there would still be a vengeful ghost waiting for them.

Thinking this, Xia Tianqi couldn't help but glance at Leng Yue, who was still crouching by the window, wondering if Leng Yue would also turn into a vengeful ghost to seek revenge if he kept insulting him.

After drinking a bottle of iced tea and eating a pack of spicy sticks to calm his nerves, Xia Tianqi felt he had returned from hell to the world of the living. While chewing on the spicy sticks, he said to Leng Yue, who was also looking for food in his backpack:

"It seems the Chen family is indeed directly involved in this incident, but it won't be that easy. There might be other hidden secrets.

In my opinion, if we can't figure it out, we should directly reveal our identities to Old Chen and tell him that his family is being targeted by a vengeful ghost... No, that won't work either. If we tell them outright, they will see us as protectors, and the vengeful ghost will also see us as targets for revenge."

After some analysis, Xia Tianqi felt that even if there were survivors in the Chen family tomorrow, they should not directly state their purpose. They needed to find out the truth without alerting the vengeful ghost.

"My most charming beauty, Yueyue, do you have any thoughts to share? Can you at least say something when I ask you?"

Seeing that Leng Yue remained silent for a long time, Xia Tianqi couldn't help but get a bit impatient.

"If you keep saying these pointless things, we'll cancel the agreement we made."

There was no doubt that Leng Yue again expressed his dissatisfaction with the nickname "Yueyue."

But Xia Tianqi ignored him and continued:

"Then at least respond to me. Don't make me do a monologue, okay?"

"I have no other opinions. Just follow what you said before. I will cooperate."

"Scumbag!" Xia Tianqi cursed Leng Yue in his heart, too lazy to argue further, and yawned before lying down on the bed.

Seeing that Xia Tianqi was going to sleep, Leng Yue propped his chin on his hand and leaned against the table to rest, clearly not wanting to fall into a deep sleep.

At the same time, in the room where the Chen family lived, in the room where Chen Cong was.

On the bed, Chen Cong was snoring loudly, but suddenly a drop of water fell from above onto his face.

The drop of water did not wake Chen Cong; it only made him subconsciously wipe his face, and his muscular body twitched slightly.

But soon, another drop, two drops... a string of water droplets fell from above, landing on his face again.

The cold chill finally woke Chen Cong. He muttered a curse and subconsciously touched his wet face, shivering.

He opened his eyes and saw a vague figure sitting on his body, drenched in water, making him feel very cold.

"Who's there?"

Chen Cong called out instinctively, and then he saw a pair of blood-red eyes peeking out from a strand of hair!

Filled with deep resentment.