Chapter 218: Chapter 218 Servant Chapter 218: Chapter 218 Servant “You and Big Bull, you’ve pretty much made him your guardian angel,” Madam Xie said.
“Haven’t you always nagged at me, saying Big Bull is a good, honest, and simple-hearted man, and you want me to marry him? I’m just following your orders, mother, and trying to cultivate feelings early.”
Madam Xie couldn’t argue with Xuexue; she just pursed her lips, shot her a playful glare, and then turned to go back to inserting willow branches.
“Pfft!” Xuexue giggled quietly.
Everywhere was shrouded in silence; Madam Xie and Chuner were sound asleep.
Suddenly, a cold breeze blew into the room. Xuexue, who was in a deep sleep, shivered and abruptly awoke. She squinted her eyes, glanced at the pitch-dark room, turned over, closed her eyes again, and prepared to go back to sleep.
A shadowy figure floated leisurely in front of the bed, and in a mournful voice called out, “Master.”
The sudden voice gave Xuexue such a fright that her eyes flew wide open. Sure enough, the little ghost in red was floating in mid-air before her bed. If Xuexue hadn’t already encountered her several times, this scene could have scared her to death.
“Did I owe you anything in my past life? Why do you always cling to me?” Xuexue suddenly sat up and couldn’t help but roar in a low voice. She had been avoiding the Plague God like, well, the plague, but still, she managed to find her way to her door.
“Xuexue, what’s wrong?” Madam Xie’s voice, laden with sleepiness, sounded.
Perhaps her own voice startled Madam Xie, Xuexue quickly said, “Mother, I need to pee urgently and am going to the outhouse.”
“It’s pitch black, do you need mom to accompany you?”
“No need, you keep sleeping. I’ll be right back.”
Xuexue lifted the covers to get out of bed and fumbled in the dark, trying to find an outer garment to throw on, ready to go outside and have a proper chat about life with this little ghost.
“Master.” The little ghost floated in front of her, considerately stuffing an outer garment into her hands.
Xuexue paused for a moment, then accepted it, draped it over herself, and stepped out.
Leaving the room, she entered the courtyard.
“Master, master.” The little ghost followed and floated over.
“Who’s your master? Can you stop calling me that for no reason?” Xuexue could no longer hold back her anger and roared. Who had she provoked to be so unlucky as to be haunted by a little ghost?
The little ghost pointed at the bracelet on her hand: “As long as you wear it, you are my master.”
By the dim moonlight, following its finger, Xuexue raised her arm and looked at her bracelet with a confused face, asking, “You recognize this?”
“The Qiankun Bracelet has space inside; it’s the only divine bracelet in the world that can nurture both humans and ghosts.”
She understood nurturing humans–the space she had been in a few times, with its picturesque scenery, truly could nurture humans. But nurturing ghosts? Xuexue was utterly baffled.
“Yes! Little ghosts like us, if we cultivate inside it, can gain the equivalent of hundreds of years of cultivation in just a year or two.”
With that explanation, Xuexue understood. No wonder this little ghost kept calling her ‘master’, it turned out it was coveting her divine bracelet, wanting to cultivate within it.
“Ahem…! Well, I don’t need servants, so stop calling me master.” What a joke; having a ghost always following her around, she feared that one day her heart might not take it and she’d be scared to death by its sudden appearances.
“Master, master, please let me stay with you,” the ghost pleaded.
“No way,” Xuexue was resolute.
“Master, are you afraid because we killed Old Money Mo?”
Xuexue was merciless. She had suffered enough in her last life from being betrayed by the ones closest to her. Reborn, she couldn’t let a little ghost trick her.
“No, no, master, you’ve got it all wrong about us.”