The Night of Infinite Madness (26)

Jiang Chu: ???

What kind of weird logic is this?

Jiang Chu was utterly speechless.

Well, having an ancestor with a lively personality isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

At least it’s better than dealing with those gloomy ghosts. Honestly, if those spirits weren’t so noisy, she’d probably have nightmares every night.

"Ancestor, what would you like to eat? I’ll go buy groceries," Jiang Chu said, glancing around.

The neighborhood had good facilities, with supermarkets nearby, so she could grab some ingredients and still make it back in time.

"Just get some vegetables. I’m craving noodles," Little Wei replied before realizing Jiang Chu had smoothly changed the subject.

Oh well.

If things didn’t work out, she could always consider other options.

But for now, she couldn’t find anyone suitable to replace the female lead.

Could they just skip the male lead?

Little Wei felt Jiang Chu could carry the story all by herself.

"That idea isn’t really feasible," Si interjected.

"And don’t go randomly shipping people. What if—"

Before Si could finish, Little Wei was already stroking her chin thoughtfully.

"Right, what if Jiang Chu actually likes girls?"

Si: …

What nonsense is this? That speculation makes zero sense.

Si didn’t even want to talk to Little Wei anymore.

She was genuinely afraid Little Wei would try to set Jiang Chu up with a woman—then Jiang Chu would probably drag her off to a mental institution.

That said, Little Wei didn’t actually plan to meddle in Jiang Chu’s love life.

If they had to have a male lead, he’d at least need to be a Taoist priest or a feng shui master, right?

As for ghosts… Little Wei’s lips twitched. No way.

A ghost and a human together? The human would always end up hurt.

Most people would be wrecked by ghostly energy exposure. Someone like Zhao Xi only survived because of protagonist plot armor—anyone else would drop dead overnight, and their funeral would be the next day.

When Jiang Chu and Little Wei returned home, they found Youyin in the living room drawing talismans.

"You’re back?" Youyin glanced at Little Wei.

"I’ll cook," Jiang Chu said quickly, heading to the kitchen with the groceries.

She loved cooking, and it also helped her make up for certain things… though—

Remembering the million yuan, Jiang Chu hurried back to Little Wei.

"Ancestor, how should I give you that money earlier?" Jiang Chu asked, concerned.

Such a huge sum felt too heavy to hold—not just figuratively, but like it might burn her hands raw.

"Huh? That money? I don’t want it. It’s yours. What would a ghost even do with cash?" Little Wei waved it off.

After much hesitation, Jiang Chu was finally persuaded by Youyin to keep the million.

Besides, they’d need it later—like choosing a burial plot for Jiang Xixi.

"Thank you, Ancestor." Jiang Chu’s eyes shimmered with tears.

Having family really was the best.

"It’s nothing." Little Wei truly didn’t care about the money.

After so many lifetimes, wealth had long become meaningless.

Besides, the groceries were still bought with Jiang Chu’s money.

Little Wei wasn’t about to freeload.

As Jiang Chu cooked, Little Wei lounged lazily on the sofa, watching Youyin work on her talismans.

"You’re really going?" Little Wei asked.

Youyin eyed the talismans.

"I have to. It’s a big job, and if I don’t go now, it’ll be too late," Youyin said.

The job was already delayed, but she’d prepared thoroughly.

"Maybe you shouldn’t come," Youyin suddenly said, looking at Little Wei.

Little Wei: ???

"So I should just leave?" She felt utterly rejected.

"No, I mean, I can handle this alone. Plus, you’ve got your own things to deal with, and the place is pretty far," Youyin replied, studying the talismans.

Truthfully, it wasn’t that far—she just needed space.

Falling for a ghost was… hard to accept.

And soon, Jiang Xixi would be reincarnated.

"Oh, I get it." Little Wei finally understood.

She was being dismissed.

Ugh. So unnecessary now.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon," Youyin said.

She needed to cool off. No matter how cute or charming Jiang Xixi was, she couldn’t just scoop her up and cuddle her.

Even if she’d been tempted for days.

Impulses were dangerous.

Absolutely not.

"Fine, want me to see you off?" Little Wei offered.

Youyin thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"No need. I’ll go alone."

Little Wei: ?????

Fine.

Divorce it is.

She couldn’t deal with Youyin anymore—this was basically exile to the cold palace.

"Okay." Little Wei curled up on the sofa, hugging her knees, looking like a sulky little ball.

Seeing her pout, Youyin felt a flicker of confusion.

What was this about?

Could Little Wei actually have… inappropriate feelings too?

Youyin chuckled softly.

Impossible.

"I’m leaving this afternoon," Youyin told her.

Little Wei grumbled in response, and Youyin’s expression softened slightly, her tone teasing.

"Are you upset because I’m leaving?"

Little Wei clamped her mouth shut.

Before she could react, Youyin leaned in close, her breath warm against Little Wei’s face, sending shivers down her spine.

"N-no," Little Wei stammered, pressing back into the sofa.

Dammit!

What was this?!

No no no!

"Just asking." Youyin lowered her gaze.

What did Jiang Xixi know?

She was just an innocent ghost, oblivious to human emotions.

The thought made Youyin’s heart ache.

In a way, they were the same.

"Xixi." Youyin suddenly grabbed her hand.

Little Wei flinched, a strange unease rising in her chest.

"What are you doing?" Little Wei tensed.

"Let’s talk in my room."

Before she could protest, Youyin pulled her inside and shut the door.

Bang—

Little Wei stared nervously at Youyin.

"Xixi, I think you’re perfect as you are," Youyin said earnestly. "Why not skip reincarnation? I’ll teach you cultivation. You could live forever, even gain a physical form."

Little Wei: ?

Trying to trick me into cultivation?

Hard pass.

"Uh… what would I even do in this world?" Little Wei wiped imaginary sweat off her brow.

"Plenty! More fun than being human. Like… dating." Youyin counted on her fingers, her eyes serious.