IMGH Chapter 9

A Pleasant Conversation

Although this was the first time Qiu Rui had encountered such a thorny matter, he was not someone who would give up on himself or be unable to withstand setbacks. Since someone could set up a formation to plunder his soul, there must definitely be a way to break it.

“Tomorrow you go find Taoist Cao and have him break this formation!” After Qiu Rui finished speaking, he half-floated above the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Jiang Yi became somewhat unable to keep his composure. He really didn’t want to live under the same roof as a ghost. Forget about one day—even one minute made him feel his hair standing on end and cold sweat pouring out.

Although Qiu Rui had a dignified and handsome appearance, he was still a ghost after all. Didn’t people say that ghosts and spirits were emotionless?

Jiang Yi stole a sidelong glance at Qiu Rui on the sofa and saw his long, phoenix-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, his expression calm, showing not the slightest emotional fluctuation. After secretly pondering for a long while, he edged closer to Qiu Rui and asked, “I say, handsome guy, you’re staying here? Not going home to have a look?”

Qiu Rui slightly opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yi, who was smiling ingratiatingly beside him, saying, “It’s not that I don’t want to leave, it’s that I can’t!”

“How is that possible? I haven’t restricted your ghostly freedom anymore! The door is over there—take your time, I won’t see you out!” Jiang Yi finished speaking rapidly and stared fixedly at Qiu Rui with an attitude of showing him the door.

After hearing Jiang Yi’s words, Qiu Rui rose and floated toward the doorway.

Jiang Yi watched him off, feeling triumphant in his heart that he had finally sent this male ghost away.

“I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you!” Qiu Rui’s magnetic voice arrived simultaneously with a beam of red light. Jiang Yi stared blankly at Qiu Rui, who had floated toward the door but was blocked back by the red light, his face full of disbelief.

“This… what’s going on?” Jiang Yi was astonished for a long while. “I withdrew the formation, so why is it still like this?”

“I’m afraid it’s not that simple!” Qiu Rui looked at the magical implements used for setting up the formation piled on the living room floor, his sword-like eyebrows tightly furrowed. “The facts prove that once a formation is activated, even removing the implements midway won’t hinder its power.”

Jiang Yi was dumbstruck. “You… you mean you’re trapped here and can’t leave?”

“Should be!” Qiu Rui nodded.

Jiang Yi collapsed onto the sofa with a thump—truly, one reaps what one sows!

Jiang Yi dejectedly raised his head and met Qiu Rui’s smiling face directly. His upturned lips were like magnolias blooming in spring days—pure and elegant, seemingly even carrying a hint of sweet fragrance. The sight made his heart feel soft and ticklish, making him want to pounce over and take a bite.

Jiang Yi suddenly snapped back to his senses. He had actually been infatuated with a male ghost—it must be because he hadn’t had a girlfriend for too long, and spring had arrived! (Son, it’s summer now, okay?!)

It must be this way—Jiang Yi made this definition in his heart for his inexplicable thoughts.

A pleasant ringtone sounded. Jiang Yi leaped up and rushed straight to the bedroom. Looking at the dancing characters on his phone screen—”VIP”—he was as excited as if he’d been injected with chicken blood. His mouth split into a wide arc, but when he answered the phone, a female voice that came bursting out shocked him, freezing the smile on his face.

“What time is it and you still haven’t updated? Do you know waiting for updates is a painful thing? Hurry up and go update! Don’t tell me you haven’t written it yet!”

Jiang Yi slapped his thigh, only then remembering that he hadn’t uploaded today’s chapter yet. This reader was calling to urge him to update.

Jiang Yi smiled apologetically. “My dear Fantuan, I stayed up too late writing last night and forgot to upload the chapter. I’ll upload it right now, just wait!”

“Hmph!” The other party let out a particularly haughty cold snort and hung up with a snap.

Jiang Yi glared resentfully at the screen and said through gritted teeth. “Girls these days are all tomboys—they throw around words like ‘balls’ at the slightest thing. ‘Painful balls’—do you even have balls?!”

Jiang Yi muttered as he opened his computer, feeling a gaze watching him from behind. Although he knew who was behind him, his body still instinctively trembled. Being watched by a ghost truly felt creepy indeed.

Jiang Yi was too lazy to turn around and deal with this debt-collecting ghost, busying himself with his own work.

Sure enough, before long, the male ghost’s voice came from behind. “Hey, so you’re an online novelist!”

“Mm!” Jiang Yi responded and turned to look at the male ghost. “Don’t keep saying ‘hey hey hey’—my name is Jiang Yi. What about you?”

The male ghost smiled and extended his hand. “Hello, my name is Qiu Rui!”