Chapter 157: Moving to a New Home, the Red-Clad Female Ghost

At 3 PM, Jiang Zhe, Wang Lin, and Xiao Shiyi successfully arrived at Waterfront Manor Villa No. 1 with the help of a moving company.

Since Jiang Zhe had recently become quite famous in Su City, he attracted many nearby wealthy businessmen and dignitaries.

Every neighbor who came by mentioned that this house was previously haunted and suggested that Jiang Zhe should not live there.

But Jiang Zhe didn't care at all, merely nodding and thanking them one by one.

After about 30 minutes, the hospitable neighbors finally returned to their homes.

As soon as he entered the house, he carefully examined the interior.

The Western-style living room was magnificent.

A black leather circular sofa was placed in the center, and directly opposite it was a cabinet containing a large-screen LCD TV.

The kitchen was located at the corner of the stairs, covering an area of about 50 square meters.

At the stairs, there were two spiral staircases leading to the second and third floors, looking very stylish!

The three of them wandered from the first floor to the third, visiting every room.

Wherever Wang Lin and Xiao Shiyi went, they were constantly amazed that they would actually live in a villa one day!

The first floor had one master bedroom, one guest bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a storage room.

The second and third floors each had a master bedroom, two guest bedrooms, a bathroom, and a storage room.

The third floor had an additional 50-square-meter study, which contained the previous owner's four arts—guqin, chess, poetry, and painting—including some self-written works.

Jiang Zhe stayed in the study for a moment and discovered that the famous paintings were all fakes, including the handwriting of the previous deceased middle-aged wealthy man named Zhao Guangyi.

Wang Lin looked at the landscape paintings and commented, "The previous owner, Zhao Guangyi—I know of him. He shares the same name as Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty. In modern times, this guy was a calligrapher in the Calligraphy Association, though not very famous."

Jiang Zhe asked curiously, "Go on."

Wang Lin said thoughtfully, "The rumors online say that one day he had a nightmare about a Red-clothed Female Ghost, and after that, his mental state deteriorated. Hospital check-ups couldn't find any illness, and then he suddenly died one day. Later, the police and forensic doctors found a girl's body in the basement. Some say Zhao Guangyi killed her. The key is that since he was single... and supposedly had special preferences—he didn't like women, he liked men... there were rumors that his young boyfriend killed him... and other rumors that it was the girl's brother coming for revenge, so he willingly impersonated ZGY and then slowly poisoned this Zhao Guangyi."

As he finished speaking, Jiang Zhe's mouth twitched. "Good grief, it looks like not just one person died in this house, but two. No wonder no one has bought this house for so long."

Just then, footsteps came from the hallway. Suddenly, Xiao Shiyi poked his head out and made a face, "My death was so tragic!"

"Screw you!" x2

Wang Lin and Jiang Zhe simultaneously picked up the ashtray on the desk and threw it out.

"Ouch, what are you guys doing~~" Xiao Shiyi clutched his forehead. "I was just scaring you guys. By the way, Brother Jiang, it's fine if I take the first-floor master bedroom, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Lin raised his hand. "Then I want the second-floor master bedroom."

"No problem. After you've picked, go down to the basement to pay your respects."

Naturally, Jiang Zhe chose the third floor; he liked higher levels.

Overall, the layout of this house was very good; at least Jiang Zhe liked it.

Around five in the evening, the three of them rearranged the villa and switched to warm-toned lighting, making the whole place feel a bit more cozy.

Once the sky had turned completely dark, the three of them brought incense, candles, yellow paper, gold ingots, and paper effigies of handsome men bought from a ritual shop into the house.

They entered the basement.

Turning on the lights, they saw the layout.

The basement was incredibly spacious and neatly organized, with only a black sofa and an expensive, unknown brand of piano opposite it.

The three of them sat on the sofa, holding big green beer bottles while staring at the area next to the piano.

Xiao Shiyi stared ahead at the empty space. "Brother Jiang, why are we sitting here without moving?"

Wang Lin was also curious. "Brother Jiang, are we really going to burn paper here? It feels kind of creepy."

Jiang Zhe stared at the piano stool and grinned. "Look, she's sitting right there at the piano; about 1.7 meters tall, slim figure, wearing a red evening gown; she's staring at the three of us with a look of curiosity!"

However, what he saw was not a Red-clothed Female Ghost, but an irregular mass of wriggling matter with electromagnetic properties next to the piano.

Calling her a female ghost was naturally to scare Wang Lin and Xiao Shiyi.

As soon as he said this, Xiao Shiyi and Wang Lin's bodies immediately shrank back, feeling goosebumps rising.

"A ghost? Impossible, I don't believe it, this is all fake, right?"

"This kind of joke isn't funny."

Jiang Zhe ignored them and exchanged looks with the female ghost for a moment.

The female ghost didn't open her mouth throughout, but instead told Jiang Zhe the story of her murder through brainwaves.

"I understand."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhe nodded slightly, stood up, and lit the yellow paper, candles, and the handsome man paper effigies.

After doing all this, the basement was illuminated by the flickering firelight.

Jiang Zhe continued, "I am very clear about what happened to you. But the owner of the house has changed now. Moreover, facing me, you have no chance of winning. I have at least 20 ways to drive you away or destroy you."

"After all, this is not your home. Your parents have already prepared a grave for you. Your body is no longer here."

"So, if you don't want to dissipate, then leave. Go where you are supposed to go."

"Oh, right, tell me, what does the world look like in your eyes right now?"

Even now, Jiang Zhe did not forget his responsibility to the viewers in his live stream room; many people had asked him before what the world after death was truly like.

He could take this opportunity to learn more!

Soon, the wriggling mass of matter told Jiang Zhe through waves.

Jiang Zhe closed his eyes and relayed her words to Wang Lin and Xiao Shiyi.

"You have no five senses, only a super-strong sixth sense..."

"This world is what you perceive. There are no colors around you; you can only perceive a structural framework of operation that is more specific than what the naked eye sees. Everything around you is a flowing scene."

"The world in your eyes is wide-angled... you can go to unimaginable places with a single thought..."

"Outer space... the Moon... Venus..."

"You can also see many [dead people] scattered within the Solar System."

"You have no concept of time. You can perceive the material flow, collision, annihilation, and rebirth of surrounding elementary particles..."

"You can split half of yourself and place it into any time period from your birth to your death... You can use super-perception to [see] the world centered around you. That world exists because of your [observation]. When you close your eyes, everything around you stops. Hmm, very much Idealism, and it also fits Quantum Mechanics."

"With a single thought, the framework of the world beneath your feet will shift, and you will arrive at that strange location you're thinking of."

"Heaven is... the brilliant Milky Way. Hell is... the cores of planets within the Solar System... near the planetary cores, there are countless [others of your kind]."

"Your existence... the duration is uncertain... some only last a few days. In areas with strong magnetic fields, you dissipate in minutes. You are also broken apart by thunderstorms. If you want to survive for a long time... you must find others of your kind..."

"..."

"Tell me, what did you study when you were alive?"

"Philosophy, literature... I see. You may leave now."

This state of talking to himself lasted for about 10 minutes.

Only then did Jiang Zhe open his eyes. Upon opening them again, that wriggling mass of matter made a "crackling" sound and disappeared from the spot as if annihilated.

At this moment, Xiao Shiyi and Wang Lin were looking at Jiang Zhe with dazed expressions.

"Wha-wha-what happened?"

"Is it like what I imagined? What exactly does a ghost look like?"

Jiang Zhe couldn't help but shake his head. "Sorry, the shape of a ghost is not what you imagine from TV shows and movies."

"To be precise, there are no ghosts after a person dies; they just turn into a wriggling biological electromagnetic field about the size of two adult fists. To the naked eye, it looks like the air waves produced by burning air."

"When they pass through you, they cause you to hallucinate and give you goosebumps and a series of other symptoms."

"Don't give me that 'seen a ghost' look. In the future, when your physical fitness has strengthened to a certain level, you'll all be able to see and communicate with them."

After speaking, Jiang Zhe stood up, yawned, and walked toward the ground floor, unable to suppress a secret smile on his face, wondering if those two would dare to sleep tonight.

In reality...

Jiang Zhe hadn't seen any ghost at all!!!

This was purely to tease Xiao Shiyi and Wang Lin.

Coming to the basement this time was purely to burn paper for peace of mind, nothing more!

Seeing Jiang Zhe's completely unconcerned manner, Xiao Shiyi and Wang Lin were stunned, feeling their Materialism worldview crumble further.

"So, did Brother Jiang actually see a ghost or not? The air feels chilly."

"This... maybe if we believe he saw it, then he saw it. If we don't believe he saw it, then he didn't..."

"What the hell, is this some kind of Schrödinger's ghost? Let's go, it's freezing here. I'm never coming to the basement again."

After the two left, that wriggling mass of matter returned and watched them leave.

Soon, another mass of wriggling matter from inside the piano floated up.

These two masses of matter quickly flew toward the third floor.

Then, the two masses reached the study on the third floor through the hallway, darting around haphazardly in search of something. Finally, behind the landscape painting Jiang Zhe had looked at, they found a mass of matter emitting a faint black glow.

After a brief skirmish, the two of them successfully annihilated the matter in the study before completely leaving Waterfront Manor Villa No. 1.

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