Relieved

  The female ghost was originally named Lan Mei Jiao, and surprisingly, she lived during the Song Dynasty. She was kidnapped by a wicked person who tried to humiliate her, but she refused and took her own life. However, after dying, she discovered that those who died unjustly could not be reincarnated, so she became a lonely spirit wandering aimlessly for thousands of years.

  Zhan Yi listened to Xiao Jiao's past, and looking at her expression again, a hint of doubt arose in his heart. This Xiao Jiao said she was so chaste when facing evil people, but why did her expression always make people feel somewhat frivolous? Moreover, there was always a flicker in her eyes that made Zhan Yi feel like he couldn't understand her.

  However, he didn't ask the question in his heart because he thought that Xiao Jiao came to him so late at night and must have had more than just a simple conversation about her life. So, he pretended to be sympathetic and said: "Alas, I didn't expect your life to be so bitter, it's really pitiful."

  Xiao Jiao listened to Zhan Yi's words, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of emotion. She said with some sentiment: "Young Master can have such tender feelings for me, it really moves Xiao Jiao."

  "Heh heh, little Jiao girl, your life is indeed pitiful, but I don't understand why you would come to a place like this." Zhan Yi was drinking wine, but he didn't relax his observation of Xiao Jiao's expression for a moment. He found that when Xiao Jiao spoke, her eyes were somewhat sorrowful.

  "You don't have to apologize, Master. In fact, after I died, I became a lonely and wandering ghost. But the heavens took pity on me and allowed me to meet a traveling monk who guided me onto the path of cultivation. After nearly a thousand years of bitter practice in the mountains, I had achieved some success, but later I was expelled from the mountain by the Ghost King because I offended him. I had no choice but to flee to this courtyard, for it is an extremely yin place that is very beneficial for my cultivation." Little Jiao said softly.

  Zhan Yi listened to Xiao Jiao's words and felt that they were reasonable, so he continued to ask: "So it was like that, but Xiao Jiao, why did you appear tonight and chat with me?"

  "Alas... Young Master, you don't know that I appeared because I admire your bold and generous nature. Also, I'm about to lose my soul, so I wanted to find someone who understands me." Xiao Jiao let out a soft sigh, with a hint of mist in her eyes.

  "Why is your soul scattered and fleeing? Didn't you say this was a place of extreme yin, very suitable for your cultivation?" Zhan Yi looked at the small, injured creature with a puzzled heart.

  "Yes, I was originally training quite peacefully here, but just the other day one night when I went out, I met an old Daoist who insisted that I was some kind of evil spirit and wanted to use me to refine some sort of wicked artifact. He used a magical instrument to injure me and also sucked away one of my souls. If I don't retrieve it within a month, I will definitely disperse into nothingness." Xiao Jiao's eyes became increasingly sorrowful as she spoke.

  "What's more, there's such a wicked Taoist priest who actually injured you for no reason. What are you going to do now?" Xianyi asked in surprise.

  He had a feeling that this was what Xiao Jiao wanted to tell him, and she might want him to help her, but he didn't want to agree directly with the other party, instead wanting to continue watching her next move.

  "Alas... young master, you don't know that since ancient times, cultivators have viewed us wandering spirits and wild ghosts as evil beings. Only a few people who transcend the world can truly understand that ghosts are just like humans, with both good and evil." Xiao Jiao's tone was extremely helpless, as if she had seen through the red dust of the world.

  Zhan Yi listened to Xiao Jiao's words and was also uncertain whether she was good or bad. However, he thought for a moment and decided to take this opportunity to ask for the Taoist's address. That way, once he found the Taoist, he would know whether Xiao Jiao was good or bad. Thinking of this, he said with a confident face: "That's easy! Xiao Jiao, tell me where that Taoist lives, and don't worry, I'll go get your soul back tomorrow morning."

  Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a hint of brightness after hearing his words, but she quickly shook her head in panic and refused: "Young master, absolutely not! That Taoist has been practicing for a long time, and his magic is extremely powerful. You're no match for him at all. I'm already satisfied that you can understand me. As for retrieving the one soul, I'll think of a way myself."

  "Will he hit me? I'm a human being, not some kind of monster or ghost." Zhan Yi said with disdain.

  "Gentleman, I appreciate your kindness, but you don't know that the Taoist is a practitioner of dark magic, and the feather duster he uses is made from the blood of mothers and sons, known as the Soul-Stealing Rope. The place where he practices his craft also holds many trapped souls. Even if we two were to join forces, we wouldn't be able to defeat him." Xiaojiao seemed to understand Xianyi's idea, but quickly refused categorically.

  "What, he actually used the mother-son fresh blood to refine the treasure, this is too evil, no way, I must make this evil dao a mess. Alright, little Jiao, you tell me where his cultivation place is, although I can't openly fight him, I can sneak in when he's not home and take out one of your souls, he can't possibly carry it with him every day." Zhan Yi saw the refusal in Xiao Jiao's eyes, but also saw a hint of expectation.

  This made him even more entangled in his mind. Looking at Xiaojiao's expression when she said this, it didn't seem like a lie. Could it be that the Taoist was really so evil? No way, he had to find that Taoist as soon as possible and figure out a way to see if he was good or bad. If everything was true as Xiaojiao said, helping her wouldn't be a big deal. And if not, he could also let the old Taoist come and subdue the female ghost in front of him.

  Xiao Jiao's eyes seemed to relax slightly after hearing this, and she finally let out a soft sigh, saying: "Alright, I know what you're saying makes some sense, but if you really want to go, Xiao Jiao will definitely accompany you to the death."

  "Hehe, little Jiao, this has nothing to do with fate. I think as long as we design the plan perfectly, there shouldn't be any problems." Zhan Yi said confidently.

  "Alas...... I hope so." Xiao Jiao sighed softly.

  Zhan Yi looked at Xiao Jiao's worried appearance and couldn't help but chuckle: "Hehe, Xiao Jiao, let's not think about those unhappy things. As the saying goes, 'if there's wine today, get drunk today.' Let's take advantage of this beautiful scenery and have a few cups."

  "Alright, since you're so generous, I'll have Xiaojiao accompany you. However, as a ghost, I've lost one of my spirits and can't drink with you. If you don't mind, let Xiaojiao dance for you instead." Xiaojiao could sense Zhang Yi's thoughts and flashed a charming smile, saying in a soft voice.

  "That's just great, wine as a song, beauties as companions, how much is life worth?" Zhan Yi learned from the ancient poets on TV and said while pouring himself a beer to drink.

  Xiao Jiao, on the other hand, walked to an empty space in the house and started dancing. This dance truly opened up Xianyi's eyes, as he had only seen ancient women dancing in TV dramas before and thought it was already very beautiful. But today, seeing Xiao Jiao's dance, he realized that what he saw in those TV dramas had long lost the charm of traditional dance.

  A white gauze floats gently like a fairy, lotus steps move lightly as if blown by the breeze. Especially under the moonlight, that lithe figure sometimes soars and sometimes slows down, yet every step is captivating.

  His interest in watching her grew thicker, putting aside other things, this little beauty was indeed enchanting to the extreme. He didn't know if she was doing it on purpose or not, but the poses she struck with her agile body were all imbued with naked temptation. She drew closer and closer to him, sometimes thrusting out her chest and arching back, sometimes swaying her hips, and sometimes even lifting up her slender jade legs, causing her light skirt to flutter up, almost completely exposing her beautiful legs. All of this, combined with the enchanting emotions released from her eyes and the melody sung softly from her cherry lips, seemed to be hinting at him to do something.

  This made Xianyi suddenly recall the romantic affairs of those female ghosts in the movie, and the expression at the corner of his mouth also became somewhat playful.

  "Gentleman, let me toast you with a cup." As he was admiring the scenery, Xiaojiao fluttered to his front, lightly picked up the cup on the table and said emotionally.

  Zhan Yi took the wine cup and found that Xiao Jiao's face was almost stuck to his, her chest pressed against his arm, and the scent of a young girl wafted into his nostrils, making his heart slightly excited.

  Although I had seen many ghosts before, this was the first one that flirted with me, so I quickly drank a cup of beer to cover up my nervousness, and then pretended to praise her, saying: "Great, thank you for your kindness, little Jiao. Your dance is really beautiful, I've never seen such a beautiful dance."

  "Hehe, why is the young master blushing? Is it because you think my movements are too frivolous?" Xiao Jiao said with a playful smile.