My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Song Yan wasn't worried, though she didn't know that Song Lan was scheming against her. But she was very familiar with Song Lan and knew that after what happened to her, that woman wouldn't sit still for long——but she will be ready for her. After sucking the Yang energy from Fu Yu Sheng, she was able to control her Yin energy a lot better. At least it wasn't as uncontrollable as it was in the beginning when she returned.

Stretching her back, Song Yan turned her attention to the scene that was currently being shot. Since Song Lan was 'sick', the director gave her a special sick leave while all her scenes were moved to another day to be shot, now Wang Yufan who wasn't even given time to get prepared with his scenes, had to shoot his extra scenes, so as to make sure that the day wouldn't go to waste.

She was just getting into the scene when she felt it. A chill that was so cold that all her blood froze in her body and Fang Yanli who was resting in the space ring shouted with anxiety in her head, " Hide your Yin energy!" Song Yan acted without even thinking and hid her Yin energy at once and looked over in the direction from where the monstrous Yin energy was climbing towards her.

As soon as her gaze landed on the woman who was walking toward the shooting scene, her pupils dilated as her fingers started to tremble.

She stared at the woman, she looked refined and cultured with every smile and movement she made, like a graceful princess but that wasn't what attracted Song Yan, it was the dark figure that was following the woman. Just one glimpse of the dark figure and Song Yan's entire body shivered, so this was the power of an eight-level spirit?

Blinking her eyes, she swallowed, eyes still locked on the figure that was following the woman. The figure was that of a woman, wearing a thin white dress that was ragged and tattered, her face was shrouded by the long, ghastly hair that was hanging over her face like a veil. Her thin and bony figure canopied with a thick mist of Yin energy.

'Look away!' Another warning shot in her head as she sensed Fang Yanli's anxiety. And Song Yan followed her instruction at once, covering her spirit ring with her hand just as the dark figure's head stiffly jerked in her direction, she could feel a gloomy tinged with madness gaze locked at her back, causing shivers to dance on her spine.

A voice moaned like it was being electrocuted from afar and then a song trailed together with the rancid smell towards her, gripping her heart and body together.  Because it was the same song that her mom usually sang to her when she carried Song Yan in her arms.

The ghost was testing her, she was much more observant than those ghosts, she has come across till now.  Song Yan drew in a breath as she forced herself to not look in the direction of the female ghost that was clinging to the woman that was heading towards the director.

As the woman got closer and closer the air thickened with a smell that was so horrible that Song Yan for the first time wished that she didn't have Yin and Yang eyes, the temperature dropped and when the woman passed by her, Song Yan had to sit still despite the dark figure's eyes locked on her. Her heart started thudding against her chest, though she was used to seeing high cultivation ghosts, this one was far too malicious.

She didn't understand how such a ghost was able to latch on to the woman? As far as she knew a ghost could never leave its haunting spot until or unless they latch on a person who was willing to share their Yang energy with them. The spirit was far too virulent and cruel, so why was the woman willing to share her Yang energy with that ghost?

And what was more, there was something weird about the figure, it wasn't just latching on to the woman, it was holding her close. Like trapping her in manacles, it wasn't just latching on to the woman, it was weirdly obsessed with her too!

This was something that she has never seen before!

Thankfully, the woman didn't linger in front of her for long and walked toward the director who stood up with a smile. " Ah, Madam Lin! It's great to see you," then turning to the crowd he introduced the woman to them. " Everyone, this is Madam Lin, the owner of this studio."

Madam Lin smiled cordially as everyone in the set walked towards her, Song Yan watched as Wang Yufan held out his hand and shook Madam Lin's hand, she drew in a breath as the ghost reached out her claws, ready to take a swipe at Wang Yufan's hand but just as her claw reached Wang Yufan, Madam Lin stepped back. "It's great to see you all too," she said after clearing her throat. " I had an appointment and was just around the corner, that's why I thought that I should visit you all and see, how it was going, I hope you all didn't have any trouble while shooting here?"

Though it seemed as if Madam Lin was asking the question out of courtesy, Song Yan knew that she wasn't asking it just out of courtesy, she was making sure that no accidents took place. Her eyes narrowed, it looks like Madam Lin knew that the ghost she was allowing to latch herself was an inimical spirit. So, why was she letting it latch to her and even bringing it around with her?  Was this some sort of curiosity or was this ghost someone important to her, if so, it would explain why Madam Lin was so patient with this spirit.

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