The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me

No one knew what on earth was causing this.

It had already tried to undergo Transformation many times.

But it never worked.

And every night it would be dragged out by Su Gu to bask in the moonlight.

Mm, right now it didn’t want to bask in the moonlight at all, it just wanted to go catch butterflies to eat.

After listening to it, Su Gu’s attention once again fell on Little Red’s tail.

He looked thoughtful.

Transformation was just a small hurdle in cultivation.

This thing was having far too hard a time with it.

Could it be that something about this process was wrong?

As he was thinking that.

Looking at Little Red’s tail, Su Gu remembered something.

Behind its tail, there was a shard of Netherworld Stone it had accidentally swallowed by mistake.

Perhaps that thing was what was blocking its Transformation?

Thinking this.

Su Gu looked at Little Red.

Just now he’d pinched its face quite hard, so that the right cheek was all red and puffed up.

Like it had a piece of candy stuffed in its mouth.

He reached out and rubbed it twice.

Su Gu’s body was cold.

So the moment he touched Little Red, Little Red felt a coolness that was very comfortable.

But before it could enjoy the feeling for long, Su Gu took his hand away.

Little Red spoke in a milky childish voice.

"Put it back and chill me a bit more."

Seeing how eager it looked.

Su Gu reached out—smack.

He slapped that puffed-up red cheek.

After three seconds of silence, Little Red said,

"You! Bad guy!! Hmph!"

Then Little Red covered its puffed-up face, wagged its tail, and ran off to the side to sulk.

As for Su Yan over there.

After noon passed, and after eating a meal of game,

she had been standing under the tree the whole time.

Why?

Because Hu Rou had left.

Xiao Hua hesitated.

"Host, do you think Hu Rou might have gone to unravel it on her own?

Do you think she might not come back?"

Su Yan shook her head.

"I don’t know."

Xiao Hua said again,

"Host, you look really good with me. Host, why don’t you stick me on your head??"

Listening to this, Su Yan felt that technically there was nothing wrong with what it was saying.

Right now Xiao Hua was in that other shore flower hairpin; the ’me’ it referred to was that hairpin.

But the more she listened to it say "stick me on your head," the stranger it sounded.

At Su Yan’s side, Sang Ming could no longer bring himself to smile at this point.

Every now and then he would look off into the distance, then turn his head back to look at Su Yan.

After quite a while, Sang Ming finally couldn’t hold back and spoke.

"Miss Su Yan, what if that sinful thing harms people for no reason?"

Su Yan looked at him.

"What do you think should be done?"

Sang Ming said,

"She’s merely a wisp of soul. I think we ought to send her to where she belongs as soon as possible."

Su Yan said,

"I don’t know where she is."

Sang Ming straightened his robes and said,

"She’s sure to return to the graveyard; we can wait for her there."

After hearing this, Su Yan looked at him in puzzlement.

"You seem to know her quite well."

Sang Ming froze for a moment, then a smile once again appeared on his face as he said,

"Miss Su Yan is overthinking. I am merely making a deduction."

Su Yan said nothing.

Sang Ming added,

"After all, that soul has nowhere else to go but the graveyard."

And with that explanation, Su Yan went back to the graveyard with Sang Ming.

They waited there for an entire afternoon.

As the sun was about to set, Hu Rou returned.

She was holding a round paper umbrella, looking full of unspoken thoughts.

At this moment, Sang Ming stepped forward and directly tied Hu Rou up by force.

He said,

"Sinful creature, it’s time you went where you’re supposed to go."

As he spoke, Sang Ming looked at Su Yan, as if waiting for her to make a move.

"Miss Su? You’re not going to act?"

Hu Rou collapsed to the ground all at once.

She looked utterly lost and soulless.

No one knew what she had seen on this trip.