Chapter 53 Part 1
Both parties were terrified.
Li Hao and his friends huddled together on the sofa, trembling. This was their first time seeing a ghost so clearly.
No wonder Black Hair Number Two questioned Doctor Wu’s diagnosis earlier. After the secret characters on their palms faded, their sneezing returned.
So yesterday’s sneezing was indeed cured, only to be afflicted again today!
‘Aaaaa, help! Don’t come any closer! I’ll call the police!’ Tang Xueshan shrieked, then, realizing, ‘Wuwuwu, you’re all ghosts, the police can’t help!’
‘Why are you doing this to me?! Who will save me?!’
Li Hao and his friends: “…”
Seriously? A ghost calling for the police to arrest ghosts?!
The world was truly upside down!
[This girl is so unlucky! Meeting one ghost is bad enough, she encountered five male ghosts at once! Her luck is terrible.]
[Look at her pale face, while those five ghosts look quite healthy, probably because they’re absorbing her yang energy. Why target just one girl? Even sheep aren’t sheared this thoroughly!]
[So that’s what ghosts look like? Not that scary. They’re even wearing school uniforms. Student ghosts? No wonder the girl has trouble breathing, surrounded by so many male ghosts.]
[Doctor Wu, please help! I can’t bear to see such a pretty girl suffer. Can you get rid of these ghosts? Or just capture them and use them as ingredients for medicine.]
[Those five look familiar…]
He Yunxiao, the administrator, seeing those trembling figures, and then reading the comments: “…”
Although he knew Li Hao and his gang weren’t exactly human, he hadn’t expected them to become ghosts.
That’s why he said it was better to live on campus! They complained about the dorm conditions, and the commute was too long and tiring, so they insisted on renting an apartment. Well, now they were lucky, weren’t they.
He was so clever!
Li Hao and his friends kept their distance from Tang Xueshan, who was hiding behind the curtains with a broom, only her terrified eyes peeking out.
This ghost was quite the drama queen, was she an actress when she was alive?
Li Hao and his friends huddled together, wanting to ask Wu Heng for help, then saw the barrage comments and were furious.
“Bullshit! We’re living people! Men with strong yang energy! She’s the ghost! Achoo—!”
Tang Xueshan retorted angrily, ‘You’re the ones talking nonsense! I’m a healthy woman! Never had period cramps! My hands and feet are like little furnaces even in winter! Wipe your noses before claiming to be alive!’
Now, they were both adamant about their claims.
Han Ye and Fan Xuan, watching, couldn’t help but chime in, gifting a Carnival and commenting,
[We saw these students with Doctor Wu at Beijing University of Science and Technology yesterday.]
Many students in the live stream, happy about Professor Zhao’s recovery, thought back.
They seemed to have seen these young men at the faculty apartments yesterday, and they confirmed in the comments.
Tang Xueshan, reading the comments, looked doubtful. ‘Impossible! I’m alive, how can I be a ghost? I don’t believe it!’
Wang Dong almost cried, being accused of not being alive by a ghost, how ironic.
He looked at Wu Heng, who was watching the drama unfold, raised his hands above his head, and exclaimed, “Doctor Wu, may Heaven be our witness! Achoo—!”
Witness then.
Wu Heng said, “Black Hair stole a few candles from my bag, right? Take out a white candle, stand around it, turn off the lights, and light it.”
Wu Heng looked at the lively chat, “I said earlier, those with weak birth charts, those whose zodiac signs clash, go to sleep now.”
Black Hair Number Three chuckled awkwardly, returned to his room, and retrieved a white candle. Wang Dong, with trembling hands, turned off the lights.
They gathered around the candle, and Li Hao lit it with his lighter. The faint candlelight illuminated the small space, turning an eerie shade of black and green.
Wu Heng: “Look at your shadows.”
They looked down, all seeing their own shadows under the candlelight.
Li Hao, overjoyed, looked up smugly, “See? We… Aaaaa—”
Li Hao and his friends’ hearts almost stopped as they collapsed to the ground.
A gaping wound appeared on Tang Xueshan’s head, blood pouring out, streaming down her pale face.
[!!! That’s how they do it in horror movies, what a terrifying transition!]
[She’s really a ghost?! Holy crap, I got it wrong, I’m always picking the wrong CPs in novels too!]
[Sorry, brothers, I shouldn’t have cursed you earlier.]
[…… I’m going to bed now.]
[So, that’s what a ghost looks like? Why are ghosts consulting Doctor Wu Heng?! Who still dares to call him a fraud?! Come out and fight!]
Countless netizens were terrified, clutching their racing hearts and turning their phones face down.
Oh my god, they had actually seen a ghost!
This was far scarier than that coach’s ghost wife and her wedding red packets. Even eating ginger for days might not be enough.
Tang Xueshan touched her face, her hand coming away bloody. She murmured in shock, ‘I’m dead? How… how did I die?’
Wu Heng’s gentle voice guided her, “Do you remember now?”
Wu Heng messaged He Yunxiao, the administrator, asking him to turn on the beauty filter, to make her look less terrifying.
Tang Xueshan looked confused, tilting her bleeding head slightly, buried memories resurfacing, ‘I… I remember going to the supermarket with my boyfriend, and when we reached the entrance… something fell from above, hitting my head…’
So she really was dead?
[Falling objects again?! That’s a crime! Can’t people be more careful?! This poor girl died for nothing.]
[Why didn’t she realize she was dead? And she doesn’t seem to see those guys.]
[+1, I’m curious too. Shouldn’t she be reincarnating?]
[I found the news report. It wasn’t someone intentionally throwing something. A flowerpot was blown down by strong winds.]
[Hahaha, Heng Heng’s filter is so cute, the bunny ears make her look less scary. Heng Heng is so thoughtful!]
Wu Heng explained, “Someone set up a formation in your apartment, that’s why you couldn’t see each other.”
Wu Heng was slightly exasperated with Li Hao and his friends, he had told them not to rent a place facing west, their birth charts clashed, and now, they were paying the price.
Li Hao and his friends shuddered, hearing the word “formation.” Following Wu Heng’s instructions, lights off, they cautiously walked around the apartment with the black-green candle.
“Holy crap, Comrade Li, incense, candles, and joss paper here.”
“What the hell is this? Some sort of talisman? I can’t read it.”
“Is this peach wood? Damn that real estate agent, renting us a place like this!”
Li Hao and his friends were terrified. They were actually seeing things they had never noticed before, and they had been living here for days! They were lucky to be alive.
Tang Xueshan was horrified, what was going on?
Li Hao turned and asked, “Hey, beautiful, we didn’t notice, fine, but how did you not notice? Do you just stay inside all day, never leaving, not even for school or work?”
Tang Xueshan scratched her head. ‘I work from home! I’m an online novelist, I’m a homebody, as long as I have food and drinks, I can stay inside for months.’
While others would go crazy being cooped up inside, Tang Xueshan thrived.
Fan Tu, joining the live stream, sending a gift, then asking,
[New patient, are you Mu Yu Yi Mian, the author on Jinjiang Literature City’s pure love channel?!]
Netizens, initially scared and about to log off, seeing Fan Tu’s question, were instantly excited.
[The author of “Retrospect”? Holy crap, I’m your biggest fan! I’ve spent so much money on your novels, I didn’t know you were so pretty.]
[Is it really her? I saw the obituary on her profile page, written by her boyfriend.]
[Aaaaa, I was heartbroken when I saw the obituary! “Retrospect” ended at chapter 127, right at the climax, and then she suddenly passed away! I was devastated!]
[Author, tell us, what happened to the main couple? Did they get their happy ending?!]
Wu Heng watched as his medical consultation turned into an online fan meeting.
Other netizens who didn’t read novels were confused, were these fans oblivious to the fact that she was dead?
Tang Xueshan looked bewildered. ‘I didn’t know I died! After buying groceries that day, I finished the novel, didn’t you see the last twenty chapters?’
Seeing the barrage comments filled with “no,” she forgot about her reason for being there and, pinching her stuffy nose, keeping her distance from Li Hao and his friends, went towards the study.
Wang Dong, watching her direction, cried out, “That’s my bedroom, aaaaa!!”
No wonder he had the worst sneezing, she worked in his room!
She must be a night owl too, no wonder he kept hearing typing at night.
Tang Xueshan entered the study, turned on the computer, and opened the blood-themed Jinjiang, no, not blood-themed Jinjiang.
‘I thought the climax was really well-written, but then the readers asked why I didn’t kill the main couple…’
‘And the readership suddenly dropped! I thought I messed up the ending!’
The fans in the live stream, seeing the twenty new chapters, and the “The End” at the last chapter, were ecstatic.
Ghosts, birth charts, zodiac signs, all meaningless now!
Tang Xueshan opened Chapter 128. ‘I thought there was a problem with Jinjiang’s content moderation, I wrote some… explicit scenes.’
Wu Heng, along with the excited fans, started reading. Seeing the two male leads engage in a passionate, lingering kiss, with even more explicit scenes to come in the next chapter, he coughed uncomfortably.
This… was…
Quite explicit. So that’s how it was done.
He was truly learning!
[Holy moly, so good! This is amazing! The author is so talented! rolling around]
[Your author, writing even in death; My author, always taking breaks, recently even disappeared and abandoned the story, sob sob sob. Is this the difference between worlds?]
[I didn’t expect to see such explicit content on Jinjiang, perhaps they should launch an underworld version.]
[My friend can’t access Chengde Medical Clinic’s live stream, I can’t even take screenshots or record it, she’s going crazy hahaha.]
Li Hao and his friends, being straight men, weren’t interested in pure love novels and couldn’t understand the excitement, saying, “Doctor Wu, do you think Cao Xueqin (the author of Dream of the Red Chamber) had any illnesses? Can we connect with him and ask him to finish Dream of the Red Chamber?”
Dream of the Red Chamber was required reading for the college entrance exam, and they could clearly tell the difference between the first eighty chapters and the last forty, hence their question.
This excited the netizens even further, and even Tang Xueshan herself expressed her interest in reading the complete novel.
Wu Heng: “…He’s probably reincarnated several times already.”
*Guitily avoiding looking at my unfinished fanfic…*