There are no coincidences that cannot make it into stories.
Su Nanzhi had understood this principle early on.
Although Jiang Beiyu had a Ghost-Absorbing Physique, she felt that there was definitely something more attractive about him than his physique.
"Su, you've looked around, can you see anything?" Jiang Beiyu had effectively given a tour of his residence.
Su Nanzhi: "That wind chime outside can't be detected by just any ghost."
"What do you mean?"
"Look up at the ceiling."
Jiang Beiyu unconsciously looked up. "Drip," something fell from the ceiling, landing on his face.
Jiang Beiyu reached out to touch it, but grasped nothing, although a foul smell filled his nostrils.
Since Su Nanzhi had opened his Yin-Yang Eyes for him, Jiang Beiyu looked up for a moment, his pupils dilated suddenly, and it took him a while to lower his head and meet Su Nanzhi's gaze again.
"What... is this thing?"
