My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Heh-heh, kid, you think you can catch me?” A hoarse voice came from the throat of the bus driver, clear in Ye Guichen’s ears even through the glass.

The passengers on the bus had long been terrified, shaking in fear, their legs weak.

Tian Chanda was also stunned, especially seeing Ye Guichen’s arms firmly suppressing the bus, his eyes almost popping out.

”Mr. Ye, let me assist you!”

However, Tian Chanda quickly regained his composure.

He shouted and smashed open the bus window, rushing towards the driver.

By this time, the bus had already stalled.

Feeling the lack of momentum, Ye Guichen released the bus and looked up just in time to see Tian Chanda pinning the driver down, pouring black dog blood onto the driver’s face.

Ye Guichen could tell that the red-clad wraith had long fled.

The bus driver seemed somewhat weak, but after Tian Chanda’s hassle, he slowly awoke.

Suddenly sensing a strong smell of blood and seeing a man pinning him down, his expression changed drastically: ”Get off, get off!”

Tian Chanda realized something was amiss, looked down, and his old face twisted.

”What’s up with that man, being so filthy.”

”Yeah, doing such things to the bus driver.”

”Shameless, were you the one seducing the driver, almost causing an accident?”

The passengers had not seen Ye Guichen, mistakenly thinking it was the driver who stopped the bus at the last moment.

Seeing Tian Chanda’s actions, they began to criticize him.

Embarrassed and angry, Tian Chanda dared not explain but hurriedly jumped off the driver and ran towards a less crowded area.

Ye Guichen knew he couldn’t stay here either.

After all, most people here were ordinary, unaware of the existence of martial artists.

”Wait for me!” Ye Guichen quickly chased after Tian Chanda.

They soon reached a deserted alley.

Tian Chanda felt ashamed, ”Mr. Ye, your strength, it’s enormous!”

Ye Guichen waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on that issue: ”What on earth is with the red-clad wraith? Since you were involved in the capture back then, you should know something about it, right?”

Tian Chanda composed himself again, took a deep breath, and recalled: ”I remember when catching that wraith, she had harmed quite a few people. We struggled greatly to capture her, and upon inquiry, it seems she died tragically, maybe over a hundred years ago, abused by a group. Unable to bear the hatred, she hanged herself in red clothes; after death, her resentment lingered, turning her into a wraith, killing those who wronged her.”

”Generally, such wraiths couldn’t survive long here, yet somehow she not only persisted but lived for a centennial, continuing to harm until we captured her.”

Suddenly recalling something, Tian Chanda smacked his forehead: ”That’s not right, the wraith should be confined in the underground base, how did it suddenly appear? Did something happen to the base?”

Realizing this, Tian Chanda took out his phone to call Wen Cangfeng.

Ye Guichen said softly: ”No need to call, it ran out from there.”

Then, Ye Guichen recounted the events.

After hearing, Tian Chanda looked at Ye Guichen strangely: ”You mean the potential-testing stone shattered?”

”Yes.” Ye Guichen sensed Tian Chanda knew much, like Luo Shentong, more than Wen Cangfeng and the others.

Tian Chanda showed a grim expression: ”Mr. Ye, was there something inside that stone?”

”Indeed, do you know?” Ye Guichen asked.

Tian Chanda shook his head: ”I don’t know exactly, but it might relate to the Yinming Land, perhaps from the other side of the hidden sect. These past years I’ve joined the Martial Arts Association to conceal my identity, seeking clues about the hidden sect, but it’s been unproductive. However, if the stone contained something, ordinary people can’t control it, not even Lord Military God. If it intends harm, we’ll need the Taoist sect’s power, and Zhang Chonglou alone of Heavenly Master Tao may not suffice; the Taoist sect’s three giants might be necessary.”

The Taoist sect’s three giants include Zhang Chonglou and are foundational figures.

Ye Guichen was surprised to hear that.

He dared not delve deeper.

If Tian Chanda knew the little black dog following was transformed by the thing inside, what would he think?

But, hearing Tian Chanda’s insights, Ye Guichen suspected that the little black dog finding him might relate to his practice of the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique?

Since the little black dog posed no threat, revealing it wasn’t needed.

If exposed, the Taoist sect and Wen Cangfeng could try everything to capture Little Black.

It’s better to play dumb.

With this thought, Ye Guichen took out the Compass: ”Brother Tian, our priority is to quickly find the red-clad wraith before it harms again.”

”Exactly! But given its formidable nature and possessing ability...”

Here, Tian Chanda suddenly stopped, his voice shrill: ”Giggling, want to catch me? Kid, I wanted to thank you for releasing me, join me, there’s benefit for you!”

As he spoke, Tian Chanda looked up.

His eyes were hollow, devoid of any emotion.

Tian Chanda was possessed by the red-clad wraith.

Ye Guichen didn’t expect the wraith’s terrifying ability to possess anyone suddenly.

”What do you want?” Though unafraid, Ye Guichen knew the wraith’s reckless killing had its reasons.

If not forced out of Tian Chanda, dealing with it would be tricky.

”Want to know?” Tian Chanda’s lips turned crimson, in Ye Guichen’s view overlapping with the wraith, disheveled and filled with resentment: ”Kid, I want to drink your blood! Do you agree?”

After speaking, Tian Chanda leapt at Ye Guichen.