“Of course…” Yu Tang replied, “That’s why I was voted Best Actor by the people of this world.”
"Actor..." Qin Junyang thought of something and smiled, "I think he's more like a professional conman."
He added, "If we had known each other a thousand years ago, I think you must have been a swindling and deceitful Taoist priest a thousand years ago, just like the fish in the pond in the story you played."
"I don't even know why I became friends with you," Qin Junyang muttered. "I hate liars the most."
His words reminded Yu Tang of the final words spoken by the ghost in the script, saying that the Taoist priest was a fraud.
Could that script really be a reference to his past relationship with Qin Junyang?
That's why he had that dream, and that's why Qin Junyang hates being lied to so much?
So who wrote this script?
Yu Tang suddenly realized that if this story called "Ghosts and Gods" really happened between him and Qin Junyang a thousand years ago, then the person who wrote this script must have some connection with him, or even with Wei Yuan!
With that in mind, he asked Xiao Jin to check the author of the script and tell him immediately when he found out.
"Then let's make a promise." Yu Tang composed herself and softly answered Qin Junyang, "I won't lie to you anymore, and you're not allowed to lie to me, okay?"
"Isn't this just common sense!" Qin Junyang said, leaning close to Yu Tang's collar. "If you ever lie to me again, I'll break off all ties with you."
"What if you lie to me?"
Qin Junyang retorted, "I would never stoop to being a liar."
“Since you’re unwilling to tell me, then I’ll make the decision,” Yu Tang told him. “If you lied to me, I will point out your mistake. Then you will need to apologize to me and ask for my forgiveness.”
"I'll forgive you if you beg me until I stop being angry."
"Pshaw, only a fool would beg you."
"Aren't you a ghost?"
Qin Junyang was speechless for a moment, then let out a sigh: "Ugh, so annoying!"
Yu Tang was overjoyed.
Because the ghost hand on Ren Yan's body is invisible to others, even if an ordinary person is touched by that arm, they will only feel cold and uncomfortable.
Therefore, Ren Yan's journey was quite smooth.
When they arrived at the door of the private room, they saw Ren Jia being thrown onto the sofa, and Ren Yan's pupils constricted.
Almost instantly, all the lights in the entire bar went out.
Amidst gasps and screams from the crowd, everyone was plunged into pitch-black darkness.
"Damn! Why did it suddenly go dark?"
"power failure?"
"What a lousy bar?"
"Ouch, damn it, you little bitch dares to bite me?!" In the darkness, a young man cried out in pain and swung his hand to slap Ren Jia.
But suddenly I felt as if I had touched a cold, slippery barrier.
Then, my fingers were suddenly gripped!
Click—
"Aaaaaah!" the young man screamed, "W-what is that! Let go!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
At that moment, the people around turned on their phone flashlights and shone them over, only to find nothing there.
"What's all the fuss about?" Another boy, seeing that the young man was clutching his hand in pain and unable to speak, assumed he was faking it and said, "Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd seen a ghost."
But after he said that, he realized that the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Under the lights, everyone except him was looking up at the ceiling with terrified expressions.
He looked up as everyone's gaze fell upon him and saw countless arms intertwining and wriggling on the ceiling of the private room.
The pale skin merged into one, eventually blending together to form a gigantic face.
Two slits split open on the face, and the upper one revealed a blood-red eye.
The next dish features menacing sharp teeth and a pitch-black mouth.
"Ghost, ghost..."
Several young men trembled uncontrollably, their legs shaking, as if they would collapse to the ground at any moment and wet their pants in fear.
"Run! Run!"
One of the bolder ones realized what was happening, quickly slapped the others awake, and rushed towards the door like a madman.
But when he grabbed the doorknob of the private room, he found that he couldn't turn it at all, he couldn't pull it open, and he couldn't kick it open no matter how hard he tried.
"Damn it!" Fear and anger gripped the hearts of these young people.
They lost their ability to think, so much so that they didn't even notice that Ren Jia, whom they had brought, was huddled in the corner of the private room, staring blankly at them as they screamed and cried out.
The little girl was terrified. In the dim light, she watched as the young men kicked the door repeatedly, grabbed an ashtray from the table and smashed it against the roof, and then looked as if something was choking her, her face contorted in pain.
She didn't even dare to make a sound, she just hugged herself tightly, huddled in the corner, her face full of fear and helplessness.
"Jiajia, Jiajia..."
A voice came from beside her, and Ren Jia looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was her father, Ren Yan.
At this moment, Ren Yan's face was deathly pale, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were frighteningly red in the dim light.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a vengeful ghost.
But at this moment, Ren Jia seemed to see a savior. She bit her lip, unable to hold back her tears, and hugged the man tightly, choking out, "Dad..."
"Why are you so late?"
Ren Yan's body stiffened; he could hardly believe that Ren Jia had actually hugged him.
That warmth even left him somewhat bewildered.
After hesitating for a long time, he carefully placed his outstretched arm on the girl's thin back and gently patted it.
"I'm sorry, Jiajia, it's all Daddy's fault."
"Dad, from now on..."
"I will never leave you again."
But right after he said those words, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his whole body. He stiffly turned his head and found a face without features standing right next to his shoulder...
Chapter 13
Died for the villain for the ninth time (13)
Ren Yan froze instantly.
The face had no mouth, yet it could make sounds, which traveled from the ears into the consciousness: "Ren Yan, what are you pretending to be, a good father? Don't you know what kind of person you are?"
You indulged your desires and had affairs everywhere, ultimately leading to your wife leaving you and your children being separated. Ren Jia's grades plummeted, and a perfectly good young girl has become like this. Isn't this all your fault?
Who...who are you?
Ren Yan's mouth opened and closed as if he were seeing this monster for the first time, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.
"Who am I?" The human face laughed, its features gradually emerging. It was Ren Yan himself: "I am you, Ren Yan. You created me, so why are you pretending not to know me now?"
After saying that, he seemed to remember something and added, "Oh, I forgot, this is also the first time you've met me."
A face was attached to the head, and the rest was all arms, clinging to Ren Yan's body. The finger pointed to the roof of the private room: "Look, those people are about to be killed by you. You did it... no, we did it!"
He gently stroked Ren Yan's face with his fingers: "As long as you kill them, I can help you restore your former glory, trample Yu Tang underfoot, and make you regain the position of Best Actor."
"By then, once you have fame, status, and money, you can find a woman who's devoted to you, get married, and have children. Why would you need to keep pretending to be a good father in front of Ren Jia?"
"Ren Yan, just admit it, you're a hopeless scoundrel."
So, rest assured, entrust your body to me, and I can help you fulfill all your wishes..."
Because Ren Yan subconsciously protected Ren Jia. So from the moment the power went out and the arm appeared until now...
Even though the young people screamed in fright, Ren Jia still didn't see anything.
The girl only felt that her father's body was cold and stiff as he hugged her.
The cold was almost abnormal.
Just as she was about to say something, the door to the private room was suddenly opened from the outside.
Yu Tang strode in, clapping his hands twice with great flair.
Qin Junyang, sitting on his shoulders, rolled his eyes and waved his hand, turning on all the lights in the bar.
Yu Tang pursed her lips and suppressed a smile: "Meimei is so good."
Qin Junyang snorted: "Keep pretending!"
Light returned, but the ghostly hand still hadn't disappeared. When the young people saw Yu Tang, it was like seeing a savior, and they kept shouting for help.
Yu Tang glanced at them, his gaze settling on Ren Yan, and noticed that the man was already out of his mind.
Ghostly hands crawled all over his body, even covering his eyes.
Almost simultaneously, Ren Yan shoved Ren Jia away from his arms, staggered backward, his mouth half-open, and let out a roar, as if he was trying to resist.
As he moved, the ghostly hand gripping the young man's neck tightened its grip, and it looked as if someone was about to die.
Yu Tang urged Qin Junyang, "Meimei, don't just stand by and watch, save them."
Qin Junyang crossed his arms and said, "Beg me..."
Helpless, Yu Tang decided not to argue with a childish ghost and said, "This clever and kind Ghost King Qin Meimei, please save these unlucky young people, okay?"
Qin Junyang nodded in satisfaction: "Then I'll reluctantly agree."
After saying that, he clapped his hands twice, just like Yu Tang did. The ghost hand was immediately swallowed up by the black mist, and the youths fell from the height.
Almost simultaneously, Yu Tang narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, and slapped each of the young men several times.
While hitting them, he said, "You brats, if you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear. But if you do something bad again, no one can save you!"