Chapter Nine, Close Combat

Then she began to tease me in various ways, provoking me, and the details are truly inconvenient to elaborate on. To be honest, if it weren't for the ghost possessing her, I wouldn't mind taking advantage of the situation if such a woman came to my bed naked. But now she is possessed by a ghost; how could I have the interest or courage? ... However, my body, under her provocation, unexpectedly reacted ...? ... It's over, today I have lost myself to both a person and a ghost; how will I face others in the future? If Zhou Jian finds out, he might want to take a knife to me, right?

Fang Liping

Fang Liping: "I don't know, sleeping."

The not-so-obvious sounds from next door continued until dawn, probably lasting over two hours. Is this meant to show off, or is it an excess of hormones, engaging in such reckless behavior?

Zhou Jian: "Are you going out without wearing any clothes?"

This must be a dream, it must be an illusion, transformed by a female ghost! I tell myself in my heart, yet I know clearly that the person who entered is real, no need for reasons, I just know that the one who came in is real. Her appearance and figure are exactly like Fang Liping, but her eyes are vacant and bewildered, clearly under the control of the female ghost—no, to be precise, she has been possessed by the female ghost, because her eyes are very dark, as if shrouded in a layer of black mist, just like the eyes of that female ghost. Her appearance and figure are exactly like Fang Liping, but her eyes are vacant and bewildered, clearly under the control of the female ghost—no, to be precise, she has been possessed by the female ghost, because her eyes are very dark, as if shrouded in a layer of black mist, just like the eyes of that female ghost.

Don't overexert yourself tonight, haha. I chuckled as I walked out the door

I hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth and whispered, "Don't scream"

This old house is of poor quality, and the sound insulation is inadequate. I can hear everything the neighbors say. Fortunately, Zhou Jian did not find out; otherwise, he would definitely rush over to confront me. Even if I had ten mouths, I would not be able to explain myself clearly

Soon, a vague voice from the next room transmitted through https://www.hetushu.com: "Where have you been?"

Oh, oh, I'm feeling a bit unwell, I've taken a leave... Zhou Jian murmured

I do not know whether it has already adapted to my recitation of the Great Compassion Mantra, or if I am not focused enough at this moment, but the effect of the scripture is no longer as pronounced as before. It refuses to leave, yet does not dare to approach me again, just glaring at me resentfully from the edge of the bed, as if I owe it ten million.

Although I felt a bit uneasy, I did not back down. I believe that as long as I do not sleep, it cannot do anything to me. Tonight, I declare war on it!

What does she (it) want to do

I dared not sleep at night, so I could only catch up on sleep during the day. It was only after dawn that I began to sleep, and when I woke up, it was already past ten in the morning. In order to find a job, I could not afford to sleep in. After tidying up a bit, I prepared to go out, only to find that Zhou Jian was at home, just getting up as well. He looked fatigued and weak, almost ashen. I was somewhat surprised: "Hey, aren't you going to work today?"

I had no clear sense of time and did not know how long had passed when suddenly the female ghost disappeared, yet I still could not wake up. Then the door opened, and a person walked in, with long hair cascading down and no clothes on their body

The female ghost has once again taken control of me, pressing her entire body against mine, touching me indiscriminately. Worse still, I can feel her touching my little brother. The first time she controlled me, I was completely immobilized and could not see her form. After having my yang energy drained for several nights, I can now not only 'see' her body but also feel her physical presence. Something truly happened. She is pressing down on me! The first time she controlled me, I was completely immobilized and could not see her form. After having my yang energy drained for several nights, I can now not only 'see' her body but also feel her physical presence. Something truly happened. She is pressing down on me!

Pressure generates motivation, and unlike before when I would recite texts without much thought, I managed to memorize the very difficult Great Compassion Mantra before dawn. At this moment, I noticed the sounds of a struggle next door. Unlike in the past, Fang Liping did not scream or shout; she only occasionally let out soft sounds. I was so focused on memorizing the Great Compassion Mantra that I failed to notice. Perhaps Fang Liping had a sudden awakening of conscience and deliberately restrained herself so as not to disturb the neighbors. Regardless, it was none of my business, and I did not dwell on it, continuing to memorize my scriptures.

Nervousness, fear, and anger made the sounds from next door feel distant; coupled with the invasion of that chilling aura, the malevolent fire within me cooled down. I tried my best to calm myself and focused my mind on reciting the Great Compassion Mantra. The female ghost left me, her long hair flowing, emanating waves of dark energy, her eyes filled with terrifying resentment and fury.

Fang Liping climbed onto my bed without any hesitation, kissed my face, caressed my body, and removed my clothes. She had a petite figure, and to my knowledge, her strength was not considerable, yet at that moment, her strength was astonishing, effortlessly flipping me over and over. Soon, I was completely bare.

I let her go, and she immediately jumped off the bed and ran away quickly, not even closing the door behind her

Let go of me!" Fang Liping said softly, revealing a shy and embarrassed expression, clearly having fully understood the situation.

Uncertain how much time had passed, the cold, oppressive atmosphere completely dissipated. Fang Liping let out a soft "Eh," as her upper body moved away from me, and I became fully alert. The city at night was filled with lights, streaming through the window, allowing me to vaguely see a figure in the room. She looked at me with a face full of surprise and panic, suddenly opening her mouth to exclaim, "Ah..."

Zhou Jian: "Strange, I remember being intimate with you on m.hetushu.com, how did I fall asleep..."

"Envy, jealousy, and hatred, aren't you!" Zhou Jian said arrogantly from behind

I focused solely on reciting scriptures, repeating the phrases I remembered, disregarding everything outside. The female ghost was also making efforts to control Fang Liping to provoke me, attempting to disrupt my concentration. My recitation was conducted only in my mind, not aloud, and my restraint against the female ghost was limited. The main goal was to maintain clarity within myself; with a clear mind, it is naturally difficult for spirits and phantoms to confuse me. The influence of the female ghost on me primarily involved control over my spirit and will, which is why I could not drive it away, nor could it completely control me, resulting in a tug-of-war. My recitation was conducted only in my mind, not aloud, and my restraint against the female ghost was limited. The main goal was to maintain clarity within myself; with a clear mind, it is naturally difficult for spirits and phantoms to confuse me. The influence of the female ghost on me primarily involved control over my spirit and will, which is why I could not drive it away, nor could it completely control me, resulting in a tug-of-war.

I dare not be negligent and hurriedly took out the booklet printed with the "Great Compassion Mantra," reciting it softly and memorizing it earnestly. The prayer beads may be fake, but the scriptures have been passed down from ancient times with little alteration, making them even more effective. Now, I can only rely on them.

Fang Liping struggled vigorously, so I had no choice but to use my other hand to grip her slippery back, and with my legs, I hooked her in place, pressing her mouth shut: "Are you trying to call your husband over to take a look? You came to my room on your own!"

I am not seeing it with my eyes at all, so I cannot choose not to look. Moreover, how can a normal man not look at such a scene? As for the Great Compassion Mantra, I do not remember a single line of it now

The pair of scoundrels next door chose not to make a fuss at any other time, but just as I was about to drive away the female ghost, they began to shout and create a ruckus. Don't say that I am just a hot-blooded young man; even an old monk would find it hard to concentrate on his chanting in such a situation

I can only rely on myself, and the only thing that can instill some fear in the female ghost is the Great Compassion Mantra. I am determined to go all out, focusing solely on reciting the Great Compassion Mantra with a powerful intention, disregarding everything else.

I have already memorized the Great Compassion Mantra thoroughly. Tonight, I will show that female ghost a thing or two, so that it will no longer dare to bother me. Ghosts and humans are the same; they bully the weak and fear the strong. The more I fear it, the more it clings to me. Avoidance is not a solution; only by being assertive can I scare it away.

I was not even aware that after several nights of confronting the female ghost, my perception has significantly improved, allowing me to see things in my dreams that were previously invisible and to engage in effective logical thinking. This is a strengthening of my mental power. Now, in order to save my life, I recite scriptures with more dedication and focus than any monk. I am confident that as long as I do not fall asleep and concentrate on reciting the Great Compassion Mantra, the female ghost will not dare to approach me

Thinking of Zhou Jian, my desires immediately diminished by more than half. He is just next door; how could I engage in an affair with his girlfriend just a wall apart? That would be too unprincipled. Moreover, that female ghost has ill intentions; she is likely trying to borrow a body to absorb my essence, using the method of yin and yang to drain me dry. No one would come to my rescue, nor could I expect the female ghost to show mercy and spare me. If I do not save myself, not only will I die at her hands, but I will also suffer a "complete loss of reputation," leaving me with no face to meet the King of Hell. If the King of Hell asks how I died, should I say I perished from an affair with a colleague's and roommate's girlfriend? No one would come to my rescue, nor could I expect the female ghost to show mercy and spare me. If I do not save myself, not only will I die at her hands, but I will also suffer a "complete loss of reputation," leaving me with no face to meet the King of Hell. If the King of Hell asks how I died, should I say I perished from an affair with a colleague's and roommate's girlfriend?

After running around outside for a whole day, I finally found a job. It is not far from where I live, and there is a direct bus. The salary during the probation period is a bit low, but that doesn't matter; I have decided to start work tomorrow. Throughout the day, I called Xu Guangli's phone no less than ten times, but no one answered. This unscrupulous businessman seems to want to completely sever ties with me. His betrayal is truly masterful.

As I entered the community, it was already dark. Most of the streetlights inside the community were not lit. I felt that today was particularly dark and oppressive, and the atmosphere seemed off. Looking up, I saw that the sky was overcast, and I wondered when the weather had changed. Perhaps it was about to rain, which made it feel especially stifling

I closed the doors and windows, turned on the lights, and saw that the Buddhist beads on my wrist had become dark and dull, as if they had been soaked in water for a long time and had accumulated dirt. This string of beads had not been consecrated by a high monk, or perhaps the monk who consecrated them was not a high monk but rather a wandering monk, rendering them almost ineffective; they are now completely useless

If I tell her the truth, she will probably scream again, so I coldly say: "Perhaps you were sleepwalking."

Fang Liping: "Anyway, there is no one outside, and you are not wearing any clothes either"

Fang Liping: "I... I am going to the restroom"

In fact, the chanting of high monks is particularly effective; it is due to their strong concentration and unwavering focus, free from distractions. My relentless and all-consuming mindset hints at a certain elevated state, causing the cold, dark energy to begin to recede, while Fang Liping's movements slow down, and at times she even stands still in a daze

Zhou Jian: "... It seems that there was some noise next door just now."

Fang Liping slowly walked to the side of my bed step by step. I had seen her dressed quite revealingly several times before, and I was familiar with her figure, having only seen small areas that were previously covered. Now, everything was fully visible. It is undeniable that she is quite beautiful, with curves in the right places, flatness where it should be flat, and her skin is relatively fair and tender, radiating youthful vitality

She gasped for breath and nervously asked, "How did I end up here?"

This posture is too ambiguous; how can it be seen by others? Fang Liping was taken aback for a moment and stopped struggling. Although she had been controlled by the female ghost, she should have some recollection of it. Now she realized what was happening. I slowly released my hand that was covering her mouth: "If you don't want others to know, then don't shout randomly and don't move around."