\nThings were getting out of her control, and Ning Shu had to figure it out.
She took out a talisman and immobilized a ghost. It had upturned eyes and a strangling mark on its neck, looking like a hanged ghost.
“D-D-D-Daoist!” The hanged ghost stuttered a bit. When he spoke, he even had to shove his tongue back into his mouth first.
Ning Shu: →_→
Her luck was sure sh*tty today, to end up with a hanged ghost that couldn’t even speak properly. Besides, he clearly had a strong grudge.
People who committed suicide like this were filled with grievances. Ning Shu stuck the talisman on his body. A male ghost hiding in the women’s toilet, wasn’t he a pervert? If he was so amazing, why not hide in the Yang energy-filled male bathrooms?
The hanged ghost was in great distress. Black smoke was leaking out of his body as he stammered, “D-Daoist.”