TSFLIP Chapter 635

“Fengguang?” Xia Yanyu called out from a short distance away.

Fengguang turned her head, then glanced at the man walking beside Yanyu. “Why are you two walking together?”

It was a fair question. The man next to Yanyu was Jun Yu—the very demon she hated. The fact that they were walking side by side was more shocking than seeing the sun rise in the west.

Yanyu marched up to Fengguang and snapped, “It’s all because of you!”

“Me?”

“Look at your phone. How many times have I called you?”

Fengguang took out her phone and saw nothing but missed calls. She laughed awkwardly. “Well… let me explain. I ran into something and didn’t notice your calls.”

“You ran into something? What could be more important than my calls?” If she hadn’t gone to school to look for Fengguang, she wouldn’t have run into Jun Yu. And when Jun Yu offered to help her find someone, how could she refuse?

Fengguang quickly recounted the whole incident with the ghost, but of course, she left out the part about why she went to find Zhao Yi and completely skipped over Yun Ji’s true identity. To make it more convincing, she tugged on Yun Ji’s sleeve and said, “Yanyu, if you don’t believe me, you can ask him. Everything I said is true.”

Yanyu turned to look at Yun Ji.

He smiled and nodded. “Everything Junior Sister Fengguang said is true.”

Jun Yu and Yun Ji exchanged glances—one with an emotionless face, the other with a gentle smile—and then looked away in perfect sync.

Unlike Jun Yu, Yun Ji was half-human, half-demon, and his demonic aura was much harder to detect. That’s why Yanyu had sensed the dark energy coming from Jun Yu but hadn’t noticed it in Yun Ji.

“Alright, fine. Since you have a witness, I’ll believe you,” Yanyu said, then fell into thought. “No wonder no matter how I looked, I couldn’t find where that ghost went. Turns out she was hiding in Zhao Yi’s house. But why would she follow him in the first place?”

“I can’t figure that out either. It’s a shame she got away. But her spirit’s been heavily damaged—she probably won’t be able to hurt anyone again anytime soon.” Fengguang frowned, thinking hard. “But back at the hospital, I saw Tang Xiaole’s ghost. She wasn’t with Zhao Yi, so… where did she go?”

She couldn’t bring up Naihe’s request to capture the ghost, so she had to cleverly change the subject.

Yanyu said, “Generally speaking, ghosts tend to appear near the people they were most emotionally attached to in life…”

Fengguang froze, then suddenly said, “But they can also show up near the people they hated most, to get revenge. Some people say it was Chen Haitang who caused Tang Xiaole’s death!”

“Exactly. You’re right,” Yanyu said, a little surprised that Fengguang was making sense.

“Why didn’t I think of this earlier? Today is Tang Xiaole’s seventh day—her spirit will be at its strongest. If she’s going to take revenge, it’ll be tonight.”

Yanyu glanced at her watch. “It’s almost midnight.”

Midnight was the “Hour of the Rat”—the time when yin energy is at its peak.

“This is bad. If Tang Xiaole kills Chen Haitang, she’ll turn into a vengeful spirit!”

“Then we have to find her—there’s still time!”

“But I don’t even know where Chen Haitang lives!”

“Chen Haitang…” Yun Ji, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke. “I know where her house is.”

Fengguang looked at him. “How do you know that?”

Yun Ji smiled. “She’s the vice president of the drama club.”