My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

However, when her hand passed through the boy’s shoulder, Ye Nanxi: “!!!”

“He… he… he… he!”

Ye Nanxi retracted her hand quickly and widened her eyes, looking like she was extremely shocked and she couldn’t even speak properly.

The boy, who frightened Ye Nanxi, didn’t seem to understand why she had such a huge reaction. He tilted his head innocently with a slightly confused look on his face.

Seeing the boy act like an innocent child, Ye Nanxi’s frightened heart suddenly wasn’t so scared anymore.

Ye Nanxi sized up the boy for a while and didn’t think he looked like a ghost that ate people, so she said boldly, “Are… Are you really a ghost?”

Of course, only if her action of sneaking behind Lu Zijia was ignored…

“Ghost?”

Hearing her question, the boy repeated a keyword, as if he didn’t understand it.

Under Ye Nanxi’s perturbed gaze, the boy pondered for a while and shook his head. “I don’t know.”

Ye Nanxi: “…”

Lu Zijia: “…” She finally knew what was wrong with this ghost!

Memories, this spirit had no memories, which was why he behaved like a young child.

“Hy, how would he not know that he’s a ghost?”

Ye Nanxi touched Lu Zijia’s back secretly and asked in a low voice.

Lu Zijia: “…” If I take away your memories, you won’t know if you’re a human or a ghost either.

Lu Zijia took a deep breath. “What you should care about right now isn’t why he doesn’t remember that he’s a ghost, but how to break the posthumous marriage between you and him.

“Even though he isn’t hurting you, he’s still a ghost. People and ghosts are different. If he stays by your side for too long, your body will slowly become weak.”

Ye Nanxi was startled after hearing that. She subconsciously felt her body. It was full of vitality and she didn’t feel weak at all.

Lu Zijia seemed to know what she was thinking in her mind and she said again, “You don’t feel anything right now because you have the Golden Light of Merit protecting you, but the Golden Light of Merit can’t protect you forever.

“So, you must end the posthumous marriage so you save your life.”

“Huh? The Golden Light of Merit?”

Ye Nanxi was a bit dumbfounded. “How do you see the Golden Light of Merit in me?”

Suddenly, Ye Nanxi’s eyes brightened and she said emotionally, “Are you the kind of Taoist Master actors play on TV?”

Lu Zijia: “…” What did she mean by the kind of Taoist Master actors played on TV? She was clearly a real Taoist Master!

Also, superstar, please don’t keep losing the focus!

“Do you want to end the posthumous marriage or not?”

Lu Zijia had the urge to slap this superstar, whose focus was never on the right track, to wake her up.

Hearing that, Ye Nanxi immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. “Yes, yes, of course. I’m still young and I still have my father who loves me. I can’t die so early!”

She had already seen a ghost with her own eyes. Ye Nanxi certainly believed in posthumous marriage and whatnot.

As for whether Lu Zijia was lying to her or harming her, Ye Nanxi had never thought about that at all.

Lu Zijia was very satisfied with her being afraid of death. She said, “Then, let’s make a deal. I’ll help you get rid of the posthumous marriage and you’ll give me a wisp of the Golden Light of Merit.”

When Lu Zijia saw the Golden Light of Merit on Ye Nanxi, she thought of her mother in this world.

People with the Golden Light of Merit on them wouldn’t be affected by ghosts and ghosts.. It could be said to be a very good amulet.