With a flick of his tail, Qi Yu Long slammed the door shut against the woman's face and burrowed into the covers, resting his chin on Si Qing's neck to continue sleeping.
The woman outside the door finally reacted, continuing to knock with a *dong dong dong*.
Qi Yu exploded.
In the blink of an eye, she transformed back into her human form, flung the door open in a rage, and grabbed the woman by her collar.
That woman… or rather, that female ghost.
Seeing Qi Yu storming towards her, the ghost was utterly terrified. It wasn't until Qi Yu lifted her up, dragged her into the room, and threw her onto the floor that the woman belatedly reacted. She then began to suppress the resentment radiating from her body and retreated backward, trembling.
"You were knocking, weren't you!" Qi Yu, her hair disheveled and eyes bloodshot with fury, demanded, "Speak! What do you want? I've opened the door now. If you don't give me a proper explanation, I'll scatter your soul to the winds!"
"I, *whimper*, I was wrong," the female ghost retreated fearfully, tears of blood streaming from her eyes.
"Hold it back!" Qi Yu roared.
The female ghost only managed a choked sob before hastily suppressing her unfinished words.
The bleeding stopped.
Qi Yu was still in a volatile state.
Si Qing lay on the bed, sleeping like a log.
The female ghost knelt on the floor, her gaze fixed on Qi Yu in terror, utterly afraid to speak, her entire body trembling.
Qi Yu was still groggy from sleep. She was desperately tired, and at this moment, a female ghost had the audacity to wake her by knocking, not once, but twice.
Qi Yu was not in a good state. Her complexion was more terrifying than someone who had gone mad from cultivation.
She calmed her emotions slightly, ensuring she could speak normally before sitting down and asking the ghost on the floor:
"Where did you die, and when did you become a ghost? Are you a ghost cultivator now? And who harmed you?"
The female ghost knelt respectfully before Qi Yu: "My name is Zhang Mei. I was beaten to death by my husband…"
"So your death has nothing to do with the Assassination Pavilion, is that right?" Qi Yu's voice turned several degrees colder. "If that's the case, why are you here? Do you have an enemy here?"
She slammed the table heavily as she spoke.
The female ghost flinched, clutching her soul and trembling: "I didn't mean to. It was… it was someone who sent me here. If I didn't come, I would surely die."
"You're already a ghost, and you're still afraid of death!?" Qi Yu grabbed her by the neck, "Do you believe I can make you die a second time!?"
The female ghost was already so terrified that her soul had fled her body. Without another word, she covered her face and wailed, begging for mercy between sobs.
Si Qing sat up groggily, looking at the scene before him in a daze: "Sister, what's wrong…"
"What? You have the nerve to ask?!" Qi Yu, having not slept enough, officially entered her indiscriminate attack rage mode. She turned and snapped at Si Qing, who was still confused: "You sleep like a pig, not a dragon. How can you even speak without waking up? If you can't wake up, then keep sleeping! Why are you awake? Just sleep until you die."
Si Qing, clutching his blanket, stared blankly, having been scolded.
Qi Yu dragged the female ghost outside: "You come with me. Gather all the ghosts who came with you outside. Not a single one missing. If anyone is missing, your souls will be scattered!"
The female ghost repeatedly agreed.
After the time it takes three sticks of incense to burn.
A group of ghosts knelt in the center of the Assassination Pavilion.
A vast, dark expanse.
Wang Lan Qing watched from a distance as Qi Yu, one foot on a ghost's head and a feather duster in hand, berated and tortured the group of malevolent spirits. She hid behind Chi Shang Ming, trembling: "Si Qing, what's wrong with your sister? She seems… in a bad mood today."
Si Qing, who had just been scolded that morning: "More than just bad, she didn't get enough sleep, she's absolutely terrible. You all absolutely must not provoke her. Her current state is more terrifying than the Blood Demon's malevolence."
Wang Lan Qing nodded vigorously.
Just then, the door to Chen Xi's room was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
Yan Hua emerged, hands behind his back.
He had been fooling around with Chen Xi in the room when he heard the furious shouting outside, which sounded somewhat familiar, prompting him to come out.
Chen Xi looked at the ferocious Qi Yu in the distance. The hand he had raised to greet them hesitated for a moment before finally lowering.
Yan Hua opened his mouth, wanting to speak but stopping.
Si Qing quickly intervened: "Master, when did you arrive? Never mind, that's not important now. The most important thing is for both of you to keep your voices down and not provoke Sister."
Yan Hua silently looked across, then delivered another slap to a malevolent ghost, asking, "What's wrong with her?"
"She's so fierce," Chen Xi said, hiding behind Yan Hua in terror. "Has she gone mad from cultivation?"
"More terrifying than that," Si Qing whispered. "A female ghost, for some reason, knocked on the door, disturbing my sister's sleep… and angered her."
Yan Hua and Chen Xi wore identical expressions of sudden realization.
Across the way, Qi Yu, who was choking one of the malevolent spirits, suddenly turned her head and shouted, "Si Qing! Didn't I tell you to prepare the talismans? Where are the talismans? Where did you put them!?"
"Coming, coming!" Si Qing quickly ran over with the talismans.
Qi Yu took the talismans and magical artifacts and, *pa pa pa*, stuck them onto the foreheads of the group of malevolent spirits.
Halfway through, she turned and saw Si Qing still lingering nearby, and snapped at him, "What are you standing around for? Acting like a door god? Either come and help, or get out of the way!"
Si Qing silently retreated.
Seeing him return, Yan Hua couldn't help but ask, "When will Qi Yu's temper subside?"
"..." Si Qing looked up and gazed at him faintly, "Master, you know, I've been scolded several times already."
Yan Hua was puzzled: "So?"
"So," Si Qing wiped his face, "stop asking me such difficult questions. I don't know when she'll calm down. I only know she'll probably scold me a few more times."
"Hey, so next time you reincarnate, you have to choose carefully. You should pick an older brother, not a younger brother," Chen Xi said, crossing his legs. "Si Qing, if you were the older brother now, you wouldn't be getting scolded, right?"
Si Qing pursed his lips: "Not scolded, but… beaten?"
Chen Xi looked at him with disappointment: "Do you only have two options, being beaten and being scolded? If you were Qi Yu's older brother, she definitely wouldn't dare scold you."
Si Qing looked at Chen Xi, his feelings complex: "But we're twins. Unless I become her father someday, I don't think there's much difference between being an older brother and a younger brother."
He paused at this, then added faintly as if remembering something:
"Of course, there are subtle differences. If I were the older brother, she would probably hit me without hesitation, instead of just finding trouble and scolding me like she does now, out of consideration for me being her younger brother."
Chen Xi: "...This will be a problem for you when you find a wife later."
Si Qing looked at Chen Xi as if he had heard something incredible, his eyes widening. He pointed at himself: "A wife? Has my brain been kicked by a donkey? I actually want to find a wife."
"Lord Chen Xi, right now, Sister only gets angry and scolds me when she hasn't slept well. If my wife and I argue in the future, she'll probably gang up with my wife to kill me."
The more Si Qing thought about it, the more terrifying it became: "Oh my god, one Sister is not enough, and I'm so foolish as to want a wife. A double blow to body and soul. Am I crazy?"
Chen Xi: "..."
It actually made a lot of sense.
Yan Hua was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but pat Si Qing's shoulder.
Chi Shang Ming couldn't help but sigh beside them: "Fortunately, my Lan Qing has neither an older sister nor a younger brother..."
Wang Lan Qing narrowed her eyes.
Si Qing looked at Chi Shang Ming with sympathy: "Why do you think that's a good thing? Do you know that my sister treats Wang Lan Qing as a friend? She's very protective."
"Chi Shang Ming, have you ever considered what my sister would do to you if you ever made Wang Lan Qing cry, and Wang Lan Qing told my sister?"
Chi Shang Ming froze.
Si Qing lowered his voice: "My sister would definitely beat you until you were half-dead, then use the Mirror of Return to bring you back, and then beat you until you were half-dead again."
Chi Shang Ming fell silent.
Before Si Qing spoke, he hadn't considered this possibility.
Si Qing patted his shoulder: "So, there's nothing to be happy about. Just lie low honestly."
Chi Shang Ming looked at Wang Lan Qing: "Wife, are you craving anything? Are you tired? Wife, let me get you something delicious? Wife, do you want some water?"