Chapter 4 – Haunted House Vlog (4)

The woman crawled out of the well, but she didn’t release her hand and continued clutching Wang Nie’s ankle.

The woman was covered in sewage from the well, and a rotten odor emanated from her body. Not only that, but her body had been soaking in the well for so many years, that the joints of her bones held the stench of silt. The two odors mixed together were no less powerful than poison gas bombs.

Gu An was dazed by the overpowering stench. He covered his nose and stepped back.

Wang Nie, whose ankle was held by the woman, was terrified and struggled to crawl forward, digging his hands into the ground. The stench made him sick, but it was nothing compared to his own survival.

Wang Nie tried his best to crawl forward, but the woman wouldn’t release the hand that was grasping his ankle. He could only struggle and twist on the ground, looking like a bug with his fat body.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt his ankle become free as the woman released her hand.

Wang Nie was ecstatic, and quickly crawled forward with both his hands and feet, but before he could get very far, the smile on his face froze. The woman had, at some point, walked in front of him and was now staring down at him.

The dark purple face that was swollen and bruised after being soaked in water for so long made Wang Nie’s back turn cold. Before he could say even a word, the woman bit into his shoulder.

The woman’s teeth were sharp as knife points as they pierced into his flesh. Wang Nie struggled fiercely but couldn’t break free. The bite was painful, and the hand holding the iron knife trembled slightly.

Not out of fear, but because of pain.

Wang Nie held the iron knife and endured the pain. The shoulder the woman was biting was on the same side as he was holding the iron knife. He could only lift his arm hard and hack at her.

Because of the angle, the knife tip impacted against the woman’s back. The iron knife was designed specifically to deal with ghosts. Although she technically wasn’t a ghost, but a spirit,1 the iron knife still had a mild effect on her.

The tip of the knife pierced the woman’s back, and the sharp blade cut through her flesh. Although there was no blood, it made the woman cry out in pain.

Taking advantage of the woman’s pained pause, Wang Nie tried his best to crawl forward, only stopping once he reached the wall.

The woman repaired the knife wound in her back instantly with yin qi. She licked the blood stains off of her lips, and tasting the flavor of Wang Nie’s blood, spat it out before it entered her throat.

She reached up and wiped the blood from her lips. It smelled so bad that it didn’t taste good.

So she glanced toward the other person in the yard, then turned her head stiffly, and ran toward Gu An’s position.

Then she stretched out her slender nails and grappled at Gu An’s arm.

Her nails were sharp, and with just a light stroke, she could hook into fragile flesh and tear off large chunks.

Seeing the woman rushing toward him, Gu An’s first reaction wasn’t to defend himself with the knife, but to take a step back.

The odor on the woman’s body was too strong, making Gu An feel sick. The woman didn’t stop, and her nails were about to pierce him in the face. He endured the pungent odor on her body and wielded the black knife to skillfully slash at her.

The black knife looked heavy, but it was actually very light. The blade was sharp, and it could cut through hair with a light blow, and the black knife was specifically designed to handle evil ghosts and spirits.

Departed souls were also a type of spirit.

The woman seemed to sense the threat of the black knife, and her attack power weakened.

Gu An had no intention of killing the female ghost. There were too many mysteries surrounding her that may be crucial to complete his tasks, so most of his attacked were specifically targeted.

But Wang Nie didn’t understand that. He leaned against the wall, trembling at the ache of the wound on his shoulder from the female ghost.

Gu An avoided the sharp claws that the woman had outstretched, turning sideways with raised arms.

He said: “If you don’t stop, I’ll kill you.”

The woman felt the touch of the black knife, and her body trembled slightly. She seemed to want to move again, but Gu An quickly re-aimed the black knife, and the tip pierced her clothes.

However, Gu An did not continue exerting force. Instead, he maintained his position and shouted: “If you move again, I will disperse you!”

521 whispered to Gu An: “An An, this black knife doesn’t work to disperse souls.”2

Gu An: “……”

Little guy, you’re really good at hindering him.

When the woman heard Gu An’s threat, she paused for a few seconds before lowering her raised hand.

Gu An saw the woman pause and was about to interrogate her, but Wang Nie, who was behind her, charged toward them with his iron knife.

His face was flushed faint hints of insanity.

Because Gu An had all of his attention on the female ghost, he hadn’t noticed Wang Nie behind her and didn’t immediately detect his actions.

Wang Nie held the iron sword and mouthed the words, ‘I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you.’

As he got closer, Gu An looked at Wang Nie’s face. It was not only flushed red in fear, but his eyes were also wide and startled. His running posture was slanted, and it looked like he was about to trip.

Gu An was ready to deal with the swiftly approaching Wang Nie. The foot of his right leg was slightly lifted, and he gestured with his fingers a few times. When Wang Nie reached the farthest distance that could be reached by his right leg, he kicked him.

Although Wang Nie was holding a knife, he was extremely panicked, and he could exert less than half of his strength.

Gu An thought that if it were an ordinary person, he would be able to kick them a few meters away. But Wang Nie was too fat, so he could only kick him away for a meter or two.

As a result of his extreme panic and his own weight, Wang Nie only managed to run two or three steps toward him before Gu An prepared to attack.

Then, he entered Gu An’s attack range.

Just as Gu An was about to raise his leg to kick, a black cloud of qi slammed into Wang Nie, knocking him to the ground.

Gu An heard a magnetic voice coming from behind him: “An An, are you alright?”

Then he was enclosed in his arms. Gu An wanted to struggle, but the man’s breath on him made him somewhat drunk, giving him a special feeling.

Ming Ye hugged Gu An for a while, then began to inspect him. With an anxious and worried tone, he asked: “An An, are you hurt?”

Gu An raised his head, and what he saw was a man’s handsome face and piercing eyes, like a net, firmly catching him.

After a few seconds, Gu An replied: “I’m okay.”

Then he broke out of the man’s embrace, looked at him for a moment, and asked: “Who are you? Do we know each other?”

Ming Ye heard the words and looked at Gu An in shock. His eyes were extremely surprised. “An An, what are you talking about? We’re in a legal husband and husband relationship!”

Gu An frowned slightly. He felt that the man’s head was swollen3 because he didn’t know him at all, but he had an inexplicable feeling that what the man said was true.

Gu An looked cautiously at the man.

His appearance was undeniably handsome.

Deep eyebrows, dark, obsidian-like eyes, and underneath the high bridge of his nose were a pair of pale lips.

The man had a fair complexion, his lips were light, and his hair was slightly long.

The word soft couldn’t be applied to the man at all, whether it was his tall stature or his sharp eyebrows, but Gu An inexplicably felt the man’s fondness for him. There was no reason for it, but he felt that the man was very gentle.

Just when Ming Ye was about to speak up, he suddenly heard a voice aimed at him: “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, don’t blame An An QAQ”

Ming Ye frowned and asked with a frigid voice: “Who are you?”

521 was frightened when it sensed the man’s hostility, so it whispered: “My name is 521. I’m a love system, but an accident happened when I bound An An, which made him accidentally forget some things about the past.”

It continued with a whimper: “That also includes everything that has happened between the two of you. It’s all my fault. If you need to blame me, blame me. Don’t be angry at An An. He didn’t mean to forget you……”

Ming Ye: “……”

Ze, so annoying.

Ming Ye looked at Gu An in front of him.

He carefully analyzed Gu An’s face, and after a while, chided: “You’ve lost weight.”

Then, as Gu An watched speechlessly, he took his hand and kissed it gently. His voice was distressed, “It’s my fault. I didn’t find you on time, and you’ve suffered so much.”

Facing Ming Ye’s distressed and regretful eyes, Gu An was silent.

Was there something wrong with this man’s brain? He said he didn’t know him, but he still caressed his hand, and even kissed it.

Gu An thought about it, and his ears became hot.

Then he got somewhat angry and said in an upset tone: “Do you do this to everyone?” Come up and kiss the back of someone’s hand?

But he didn’t say that last sentence. He felt somewhat embarrassed.

But as soon as he said those words, he regretted it, because as soon as he did, the man’s originally dull eyes lit up.

Gu An looked at them a few times. Still pretty nice.

Ming Ye smiled gently, then stretched his hand out to touch Gu An’s blushing earlobe. He pinched it lightly and replied with a smile: “How is that possible, it’s only for you.”

This little bottle of vinegar is so cute,4 Ming Ye thought to himself.

Gu An glared at Ming Ye and pulled his hand away from him. “I really don’t know you. Have you recognized the wrong person?”

Ming Ye smiled and shook his head. How could he possibly be mistaken, his An An was so cute and obedient.

Obviously he forgot who he was, but he still let him hug and kiss him……

Thinking of that, Ming Ye’s eyes darkened and his voice became colder. He instructed Gu An: “An An, don’t be so obedient in front of others in the future.”

He added one more thing: “Except me.”

Obedient?

Gu An had a question mark on his forehead?

In what way was he obedient?

He watched the man with a more and more strange look. That man’s eyes were really bad.

521, who had been cowering the entire time, thought silently to itself. ‘When you were encompassed in Ming Ye’s arms just now, you were very obedient.‘

However, it only dared to say it internally. Even if it was granted ten times its courage, it wouldn’t dare to say it.

As for Ming Ye, 521 felt an indescribable feeling. It could sense his hostility.

The first time he saw Ming Ye, he felt the man was dangerous.

But Ming Ye also gathered all of his tenderness and gave it to Gu An.

It was very intimate and passionate.

Wang Nie, who was lying on the ground, was completely dazed. He seemed to be hallucinating. There were ghosts floating everywhere, talking about the bad things he had done before and mocking his incompetence……

Wang Nie’s face was covered in sweat as he resisted: “No, that’s not what happened…… I didn’t do that…… I’m not incompetent…… I’m the best……”

Then he heard a voice speak into his ear: “Since you’re so powerful, go kill that woman with the knife in your hand.”

“Kill her. No one will say you’re incompetent. Just kill her……”

Wang Nie appeared enchanted. He picked up the iron knife that had fallen to the ground, stood up with dazed eyes, and held the knife as he slashed at the female ghost that was controlled by Ming Ye’s yin qi.

“Puchi–“

The knife pierced into the female ghost’s body.

The female ghost let out a wail as the wound released yin qi.

Yin qi also burst out from the entire house, and the monstrous yin qi surrounded the group of people.

A vortex composed of yin qi began attacking them.

TL Notes: Chapter 4 done! This one is shorter than the last few. The word count fluctuates a lot throughout, but none of them are super short iirc.

If you’d like to motivate me, I have a Kofi page linked if you click here!

Footnotes

The word for ghost and spirit is different here. One is more of a departed/dead soul, and the other is like a monster type ghost. [x]See footnote one. This references the disparity between ghost and spirit. [x]Arrogant and narcissistic [x]Vinegar means jealousy, like being sour. [x]