My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Song Yan was speechless, she did not think that the price would go down by ten million. She thought that Zong Shuai would reduce the price by a million or two but she seemed to have underestimated his desperation for selling this house! 

However, since she was getting this house at a very cheap price, Song Yan was not going to complain. She nodded at Zong Shuai and said, " Very well, I will purchase this house." 

When Zong Shuai heard Song Yan's words, he heaved a sigh of relief. But at the same time he was a bit confused, with Fu Yu Sheng's financial situation this man could buy a house with a price of more than a billion so why was he buying a house that was only fifty million yuan? Was the Fu corporation in trouble? Was this the reason why they were buying a haunted house? 

Thinking about this, Zong Shuai turned to look at Fu Yu Sheng and said, " There are even better options, are you sure you don't want to see them?" 

Fu Yu Sheng turned to look at Song Yan who in return shook her head. The houses might be better than this one but they would not help her in cultivation. With such a thick yin energy, she would be able to help Fang Yanli level up. As long as Fang Yanli crossed the thirteenth level, Song Yan would help her reincarnate just like Gu Yijin helped her. 

Though it would be really painful for Fang Yanli, as long as she crossed the last hurdle, she would be able to return to the point where she lost her life just like her. 

Seeing that Song Yan had refused, Fu Yu Sheng turned to look at Zong Shuai and shook his head. He then said, " My wife likes this one. So we are going to take it." 

Zong Shuai stared at Fu Yu Sheng who was determined and did not know what to say. Just because your wife likes it, you are going to buy a haunted house? This was too much! Even if you are doing this to pamper your wife, shouldn't you…shouldn't you regulate this pampering a little? 

Though Zong Shuai wanted to say a lot of things, in the end, he did not say anything. After all, this house was also causing him a lot of headaches, as long as he could wash his hands off this house, Zong Shuai knew that he was not losing out either. 

This abandoned house that did not even bring a cent for years suddenly got sold for fifty million yuan, it was good enough. 

" All right then we can discuss—-AHHHHH," Zong Shuai was in the middle of speaking when he noticed a feather duster hovering in the middle of the air. There was no one holding it but it was moving towards them neatly which caused Zong Shuai's eyes to roll in his sockets. 

" You dare come to my house !? I will kill you!" A threatening voice boomed in the living room causing Zong Shuai's legs to turn into jelly. He did not even get a chance to scream as he dropped to his knees and fainted just in time to see the lights in the hall flickering. 

Song Yan looked at Zong Shuai who fainted and clicked her tongue. It was such a small thing and he fainted after watching just the light turning on and off. What small guts. But then she remembered how Zong Kun also continued to scream at the smallest thing at the tomb and pursed her lips. 

Looks like the Zong family had a problem with small guts. 

Just as she was thinking about this, Song Yan felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to see her husband being hanged upside down. Behind him were two teenage boys who were holding him by the ceiling while laughing. 

It was quite funny for them. 

" I am really sorry to disturb you but can you help me down?" He asked looking unusually calm which caused the giggling ghosts to pause and look at Song Yan and Fu Yu Sheng with a stunned expression. The young man dressed in a white shirt and black pants turned to look over his shoulder before saying, " This is code red! They are not scared!" 

Immediately, a fat man came rushing. He was hovering an inch above the floor and cried, " Wait for me! Wait for me! I just strangled the chicken we were raising in the backyard, do you think they will get scared after I paint bloody footprints on the floor and the ceiling?" 

" Of course they will! All humans are scared of blood," said the young man with a punk jacket. " Just do it." 

The fat man with a kind face nodded and then immediately put all his heart into scaring Song Yan and Fu Yu Sheng. Soon red footprints appeared on the floor before turning to the wall and then the ceiling. 

Song Yan watched the fat man climb the ceiling while ridiculing her and Fu Yu Sheng, " They can act all they want but I am sure that they will faint now! The last time I performed this trick the buyer pissed in his pants." 

"Yes, Yes father! Keep on scaring them!" The two brats who were holding Fu Yu Sheng by his shins encouraged their father from behind. Before turning to look at someone behind Song Yan and crying, " Mother, come and beat her with the feather duster!" 

Song Yan blinked her eyes and looked at the three men before turning her head to look at the lanky woman who was trembling from head to foot while holding the feather duster and coming close to Song Yan. 

" I… I can do it, I ca…can really do it," the woman spoke while fat tears rolled down her eyes before vanishing into thin air. " This woman cannot see me, so there is no need to be afraid… I am not afraid.. so what if I had social anxiety when I was alive now I am a ghost... I am not scared——"

" Can you put down the feather duster?" Song Yan looked at the woman in the eye and spoke causing silence to fall all over the living hall. 

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