Chapter 2: Engaging in Superstitions and Deceptions

It has always been the case that one harbors the desire of a thief but lacks the courage of a thief. It is not fear of anything else, but rather the vulnerability that comes after one's spirit has left the body. If one is indoors, it is manageable; however, if one ventures outside, regardless of wind, rain, or sunshine, it becomes very easy for the spirit to be scattered.

That voice was extremely familiar; without even looking, Wen Fei knew it belonged to the mistress living next door. However, although the two were separated by only a wall, they were unfortunately not in the same unit and would never share an elevator. Thus, while Wen Fei was quite familiar with this beautiful mistress, the beautiful mistress had never seen Wen Fei in person

Wen Fei recognized one of the portly middle-aged men, who was indeed the handsome mistress's companion. He appeared to be the director of some bureau. Wen Fei had previously felt quite indignant about this lecherous middle-aged man's good fortune and contemplated playing a trick on him.

Of course, it's just a thought. Wen Fei is merely a bored and idle otaku, not some overly righteous hero. If he were truly required to invest such significant time and energy into this, he would be unwilling. Speaking of which, otakus are generally individuals lacking in initiative

It is already evening, and the city is illuminated by the bright lights of the buildings and the vibrant glow of the street lamps. A gust of wind blows, causing Wen Fei's shadow to flicker and nearly disperse. He grits his teeth, firmly visualizing his goal, and steps out of the house, leaving it behind. Not far away, just across a street, there stands a bank.

That place has always been Wen Fei's target. Although he knows very well that at night, such branches do not have safes and it is impossible for cash to stay overnight. But just thinking about it, how thrilling and exciting it would be to sneak into an empty bank at night? It is akin to casually visiting a beautiful mistress's place!

The other two individuals were clearly startled by the scream, nearly jumping up. The master, to some extent, understood the situation and detected a faint scent of sandalwood in the air. His expression changed dramatically: "This is bad, Miss Wang. You haven't just encountered a ghost; you've provoked a deity. Smell this, it is clearly the incense from the temple... I am afraid this matter is beyond my capabilities. I will take my leave now." With that, he attempted to make his escape.

Each room is filled with cameras, and one can see that the door remains still, while the shadow easily passes through and emerges in the beautiful mistress's bedroom.

However, he is on the imperial payroll, with three flames burning fiercely on his shoulders and atop his head, even emanating a faint white mist that protects him. Before Wen Fei could approach, he already felt a scorching heat, even having the illusion that his hair and beard might catch fire. From that point on, Wen Fei would take a detour whenever he saw an official, no longer daring to come close.

Of course, Wenfei is not foolish; he later devised a way to deal with this scoundrel. If I cannot confront you directly, I can track you down and gather evidence of your embezzlement and bribery. I will then deliver it to the anti-corruption bureau, which can be considered a service to the public, taking care of a scoundrel like you who is corrupt and maintains a mistress.

In fact, the entire house has been renovated by removing walls, lacking the style of a typical home. The so-called bedroom is merely a space that has been re-partitioned after all the walls were taken down, which greatly enhances the spatial layout of the house. This so-called bedroom consists of nothing more than a large, luxurious bed!

Although in this ghostly state, Wen Fei could only indulge his eyes. In fact, www.hetushu.com cannot do much; what Wen Fei desired was merely that feeling. Just imagine having immense powers, being able to freely enter the bedrooms of beautiful women, and even to glimpse all their secrets. It felt as if he were like a god, omnipotent!

On the gravel path of the greenbelt, a familiar female voice trembled, saying: "M... Master. Do you smell that scent... it... it is this scent!"

At that time, Wen Fei often complained: "Damn it, I have worked hard to cultivate. I thought that once I succeeded in my practice, I could do as I pleased, even more impressive than a superhero with his underwear on the outside. I never expected that after achieving the out-of-body experience, I still couldn't deal with a mere corrupt official!"

In order to avoid disturbing others, Wen Fei deliberately walked through the greenbelt. Although it is merely an old residential area, the landscaping is done somewhat adequately. Of course, it cannot be compared to the luxurious communities of today; it simply uses evergreens like pines and cypresses to separate the residential buildings within the community. However, one would not expect that in such a place, a moment of distraction could startle someone

The bank is not far away, just one street corner from the community. Wen Fei cautiously walked step by step along the greenbelt of the community, intending to take a shortcut. With each step he took, he seemed more careful than a baby just learning to walk. Although this sandalwood is claimed to be a genuine product from the Yuzhen Palace, there are too many fakes these days, and one must remain vigilant. This thought inevitably reminded him of that fake Lei Fa, prompting him to curse: "Damn the guides!" Although this sandalwood is claimed to be a genuine product from the Yuzhen Palace, there are too many fakes these days, and one must remain vigilant. This thought inevitably reminded him of that fake Lei Fa, prompting him to curse: "Damn the guides!"

This time, Wenfei was a bit bolder, no longer just patrolling within the confines of the house. Instead, he boldly stepped out of the protection of the house, exposing himself to the outdoor air

With a sound of "gudong," the man referred to as the master was a tall, thin man in his fifties, dressed in a long robe, exuding an air of ethereal grace. However, his current struggle to swallow was enough to undermine this image. Fortunately, the three people in the room were all nervously fixated on the screen, and none noticed his unusual behavior

It has been several months since I entered the state of transcendence, and I have basically become familiar with various actions in this spiritual state. Today, I have finally taken this crucial step.

Fortunately this time, Wenfei acquired several sticks of incense claimed to be authentic sandalwood at a high price, which can protect the soul and remain intact before the incense burns out and the books are damaged

The woman's scream startled not only Wen Fei, but also the two men accompanying him

Ah! A woman's scream nearly startled Wen Fei's spirit away. The figure formed by the faint smoke fluctuated for a while before finally returning to normal.

Wen Fei had no idea how frightened that beautiful mistress had become; he could only regretfully wander around the house. This time, the place was particularly clean, and he couldn't find a single benefit. In a state of disconnection, akin to a ghost, he was unable to move any objects. Even if he swung his fists at someone, the most they would feel is a slight chill, perhaps just a sneeze. There would be no other reaction. Therefore, although he knew that those benefits should be in the wardrobe, he had no way to open it. Wen Fei could only leave this house, which was filled with fragrant memories, in regret.

The beautiful mistress trembled in fear, her body covered in goosebumps. She cried out, "This is it, this is it. One night, I woke up in the middle of the night feeling a chill, and then I smelled a strange fragrance. After that, almost every few days there was..."