I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 161 Fan Yi’s Worries_1

Chapter 161: Chapter 161 Fan Yi’s Worries_1

The ghost’s words made you realize the gravity of the situation, so you immediately grabbed the ghost and pulled Fan Yi toward a room on the third floor.

"Creak, creak."

You walked briskly and heavily, the sound from the solid wood flooring making people’s teeth ache.

The young female director slightly adjusted the hat she’d been wearing on her head and made eye contact with the assistant director beside her.

The assistant director nodded and said to the others, "Alright, alright, it’s getting late; everyone should head back now."

"Hey, assistant director, this scene is way more thrilling than our film shoots. I’m really enjoying it. Are you really sending us back now?" The female makeup artist was quite bold and not at all afraid of the ghost.

The assistant director leaned her plump face in, grinned, and said, "If you like it, you can stay here and continue watching. They’re discussing highly confidential matters now, and should they cast spells or bring down a curse on you, don’t come troubling our film crew, alright?"

With the assistant director’s words, the already jittery crowd instantly scattered!

Meanwhile, inside the third floor room.

The room was simple: an old-fashioned mahogany bed, wardrobe, dressing table, desk, and two chairs.

Hand in hand with Fan Yi, at this moment, you had no intention of letting go.

You didn’t know if the touch was real, but even if it was an illusion, you wanted it to continue forever because holding Fan Yi’s hand, the warmth and sensation from her palm were exactly like Zhao’er’s!

"The thing you just mentioned, that Fan Yi’s body is missing two souls and four spirits, how did you discern this? What’s your evidence?"

The ghost’s spectral form was still flickering, and her voice grew more tremulous, making it nearly impossible for you to listen carefully.

With a soft sigh, you took out five talisman papers from your pocket and casually scattered them toward the ghost. Then, under the control of your thoughts, the papers fell around the ghost, each emitting five different colors of light.

Under the nourishment of the colored lights, the ghost’s spectral form gradually stabilized, and at last, you could clearly see her face—it was indeed the white-clad ghost you had seen downstairs earlier.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for sparing my life." The ghost knew she had run into serious trouble this time and quickly thanked you with a bow after her spectral form recovered.

"There’s no need for those superfluous words. Tell me everything you know."

The ghost nodded: "When I saw Miss Fan Yi yesterday, I felt that her physical body was extraordinary. At first, I just thought she was very special, so I stayed near her, silently watching over her. Gradually, I realized that Miss Fan Yi’s actions seemed to lack spiritual energy, so I became even more attentive toward her. Just now, when the lights went out, I possessed her body. I only wanted to investigate and had no intention of harming her."

"Hmm, I agree with that, for if she had meant to harm us, the people of our film crew would probably have died by now, considering we’ve been shooting here for seven days already."

At that moment, the young female director’s voice came from outside the door.

Then, Yin Guihua pushed open the door and hurried to Fan Yi’s side, taking her other hand and asking with concern, "Fan Yi, are you alright?"

"I’m fine. By the way, when are we going back?"

At that moment, Fan Yi seemed completely unaffected by the events around her, as if they had no relation to her at all.

She had no conception of fear or worry.

"Very soon."

Yin Guihua gently patted Fan Yi’s hand and then asked the ghost, "Elder sister ghost, what exactly is Fan Yi missing?"

As Fan Yi’s best friend, Yin Guihua naturally cared a great deal about her.

In fact, she had a wish that Fan Yi could be like a normal person, able to laugh heartily when happy; and when sad, able to cry on her shoulder. However, from childhood to adulthood, Fan Yi had always been indifferent to everything. The only time she saw Fan Yi laugh was when Fan Yi was with you.

The ghost looked at the expressionless Fan Yi beside you, sighed softly, and said, "She’s missing two of her souls, the Heavenly Soul and the Human Soul."

You frowned and said, "Every person has three souls: the Heavenly Soul, the Human Soul, and the Earth Soul. All are indispensable. Very few people can barely survive in a daze without one soul, but I’ve never heard of anyone who could live missing two souls."

As you spoke, you held Fan Yi’s hand even tighter.

"Indeed, that’s the case. However, when I just tried to enter her body, I found myself unable to control her flesh, and the moment I entered, a force repelled me, driving me away. Even if the Taoist Priest hadn’t arrived just now, I wouldn’t have been able to stay any longer; I could only separate."

You took a deep breath and turned to Yin Guihua, asking, "Guihua, you and Fan Yi grew up together since childhood. Can you tell me anything about Fan Yi?"

Yin Guihua frowned and thought for a moment: "Actually, there isn’t much to say, Fan Yi seemed to have always been like this, the other kids in the village didn’t like to play with her... Oh, that’s right! I remember now!"

"What do you remember?"

You urgently inquired.

"I remember when we were kids, everyone used to curse at Fan Yi, calling her a wild child without parents. Back then, I didn’t like her much either, but one day, there was a huge downpour, and the mountain torrents came! It was Fan Yi who suddenly appeared and saved me, and after that, I started to play with her."

"A wild child without parents?" This was the point that concerned you the most, and you immediately asked, "I remember Fan Yi mentioned that she has parents, and an elder brother too."

Once her brother was mentioned, Fan Yi, who had been listening carefully to your conversation, couldn’t help but lower her head.

You carefully captured Fan Yi’s subtle change in emotion, took her tender jade hand, and asked, "Fan Yi, is there a problem in your family?"

Fan Yi gently shook her head; she just wouldn’t speak.

You looked at Yin Guihua, who sighed and said, "Actually, everyone in the village knows that Fan Yi isn’t born to her current parents. She was found by her dad while he was collecting herbs in Old Linzi."

"Old Linzi?"

Yin Guihua’s story was becoming eerier by the minute. Picking up a little girl in the deep forests of the mountains would be unbelievable to anyone.

"I know you don’t believe it, our village people didn’t believe it at first either. Everyone said that her dad had fathered her with another woman outside, but later it was confirmed that Fan Yi was indeed picked up from Linzi."

"Where exactly is that place?"

"Our ancestral home."

"Where is your ancestral home?"

"Yinyang."

"Yinyang? The ancient capital of the Shang Dynasty?" The female director who had been listening by the side couldn’t help but express her surprise.

"Yes, that’s right. Though Yinyang is still some distance from our place. Our village is rather remote, with no highways; it takes a day and a night to get out of Dashan."

The portly assistant director suddenly asked, "Didn’t the internet news mention a few days ago that there was a strange event in Yinyang?"

"What strange event?"

"It seems that the fruit trees planted by the villagers in a certain area were contaminated. The fruits look beautiful on the outside, but they’re black and foul-smelling on the inside. Experts went there, but they couldn’t find the source of the contamination."

Yin Guihua furrowed her brow and asked, "Where in Yinyang?"

The assistant director thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be called something Tian... village."

"Tianji Village?"

"Yes, Tianji Village!"

Hearing this information, you finally understood why Fan Yi’s mood had been off. It turned out that something had happened to her family!