He looked around the dark room with tears in his eyes, thinking to himself: Is this the so-called magnetic field of ghosts that causes circuit disruptions and short circuits? This is not how a domineering aura should leak out! According to Gu Yan's domineering method, just the circuit and electrical appliance repairs alone would incur a lot of extra costs...

Su Kun, who originally felt that with the demolition compensation and the savings in hand, he would be much more well-off and wouldn't have to worry about money for a while, suddenly felt a deep concern for the future of his wallet.

However, as soon as this thought emerged, he saw Gu Yan's slightly embarrassed expression as he stood to the side. So he decisively killed that thought in its cradle, thinking with a determined face: If it means burning money, then so be it. At worst, I'll work harder and earn more to make up for it. T^T

But he had obviously planned in vain, because later, when Gu Yan was helping him rummage through boxes and cabinets to find candles, he never touched any switches, sockets or electrical appliances again, and was very careful to avoid all the wires. His avoidance was very natural and didn't seem deliberate at all, but Su Kun still noticed it.

Perhaps it was because people tend to be more emotionally sensitive at night. As Su Kun held the few candles he had dug out from the bottom of a miscellaneous cabinet and watched Gu Yan's actions, he inexplicably felt a little heartache. At least in his view, when Gu Yan came back earlier, although his hair had been cut, he overall seemed to be in a good mood, which had something to do with him regaining his normal appearance and becoming corporeal.

But now, he seemed to have returned to his usual state, with a mood that couldn't be described as good or bad, calm like a deep pool.

It was probably the short circuit incident just now that made him realize that although he had regained a physical body and seemed to have regained flesh, blood and life, tangible and touchable, he was still not a real person after all. He still had many characteristics of a ghost - he didn't need to breathe, had no heartbeat, and what flowed in his body was not real blood. Even things that ordinary people could use normally, he couldn't.

The dead cannot come back to life. Even if he now looked no different from ordinary people, he still couldn't do as he pleased in this world suitable for normal human life...

Once Su Kun started imagining, he couldn't stop. He even forgot to grab the lighter and just stood there in a daze, staring at Gu Yan's back.

"Found it. Is this what you wanted?" Gu Yan took out what Su Kun wanted from the very back of the kitchen cabinet and held it up to examine it in the light coming in from the window.

He had seen many wine glasses and decanters made of this transparent material at banquets for foreign envoys in his previous life. The one in his hand looked quite different from a traditional wine decanter. It had a square belly and a slender neck, no stopper, with a metal cap over the mouth. There was also a piece of paper stuck on the belly, but the words on it were not very clear. He wasn't sure if it was the cooking wine bottle Su Kun had mentioned.

He asked the question, but didn't hear an answer for a long time. Gu Yan turned his head to the side in some confusion. At this moment, Su Kun had not yet come out of his daze. The faint light from the window softened his features.

Gu Yan was taken aback by the vague emotions in his eyes. He stood up, put the wine bottle on the counter, walked up to Su Kun, patted his head, and said in a low and gentle voice, "You're overthinking."

"Huh?" Su Kun was holding candles in both hands and couldn't pull out a paw to brush Gu Yan's hand away, so he could only look up at him with Gu Yan's hand on his head.

"To be able to recover to my current state, I am already very satisfied. The master said it can only last a few days this time, but in the future, if I cultivate a physical body myself, maintaining it for decades won't be a problem. Although it's different from ordinary people, I can consider myself lucky to have gained an extra lifetime. Asking for more would be greedy." Gu Yan paused, looked down and met Su Kun's gaze for a moment, then said, "It's just... troubling you."

"What are you saying! Just take your honorable hand that's been rummaging in the cabinet and is now covered in dust off the top of my head, and it won't be troublesome." Su Kun said indignantly, while silently complaining in his heart: Damn, how does he know what I'm thinking again! Did he secretly practice mind-reading behind my back? Isn't this cheating! This way, don't I have no privacy at all!

Hearing him going on about this and that again, Gu Yan couldn't help but lightly pat Su Kun's head once more, saying, "Speak properly."

Su Kun: "Oh." Only after he said it did he realize that he had developed a conditioned reflex to this phrase. He immediately twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself: He really is treating me like a pet he's training, isn't he?!

Gu Yan, feeling a little helpless at his muttering, couldn't help but turn around, pick up the wine bottle from the counter, and wave it in front of Su Kun, saying, "You still haven't said if this is what you were looking for."

"Ah, right." Su Kun stuffed the candles into Gu Yan's hand, took the cooking wine bottle, opened the cap, and stuck a candle into the mouth of the bottle.

These three candles were bought by Su Kun and Geng Zimo as a precaution after they moved in. At that time, the store ran out of white candles, and the shopkeeper dug out some red candles from somewhere to make up three. Su Kun didn't care about the color, so he bought them together.

In the past two years, they had been used a few times during summer power rationing, but each time they only burned for a little while, so when they were found this time, more than half of each one was still left. The wine bottles were also used to hold candles before, a total of three. After use, they were stuffed back into the cabinet and had already gathered a thin layer of dust.

Seeing that Su Kun had confirmed it, Gu Yan squatted down again, reached out his long arm, and pulled out the other two wine bottles from the cabinet. Following Su Kun's example, he unscrewed the caps and inserted the two candles into the mouths of the bottles.

He found a lighter, lit one of them and placed it on the dining table. The flickering candlelight illuminated the kitchen, bathroom, and a small part of the living room. Compared to the electric lights that could light up the entire house brightly on normal days, this little flame made Gu Yan feel more familiar and at ease.

However, illuminated by this light, Gu Yan suddenly remembered that his body was still stained with a lot of blood. The demon in the neighboring city was a big fellow, with a lot of flesh and thick blood, directly staining the lower half of his pant legs below the knees red, and splattering some on the hem of his clothes.

This situation was not unfamiliar to him. After all, in his previous life, every time he returned from the battlefield, he was covered in a layer of blood and mud. But Su Kun was different. With his timid nature, who knew how shocked he would be again.

He was just about to retreat to a dim corner where the candlelight couldn't reach, when Su Kun grabbed his arm.

"You're injured?!" The light was too dim before, so Su Kun didn't see the blood stains on Gu Yan's body, but now he could see them clearly. He subconsciously thought they were all Gu Yan's own blood, and his tone sounded anxious and worried.

"No." Gu Yan felt a warmth in his heart from Su Kun's reaction and said, "Don't worry, it's all splattered from that demon."

"Really?" Su Kun was still a bit disbelieving, after all, the amount of blood was quite alarming.

"Really." Since it had already been seen, Gu Yan no longer avoided it. He rubbed the dust on his hands from flipping the wine bottle earlier, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I probably need to clean up."

Su Kun's eyes widened, "You want to take a bath?"

"Is it inconvenient?"

Su Kun waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, it's convenient, very convenient."

"Is there water?" Gu Yan asked. Although he mostly stayed in Su Kun's room and rarely went to the living room or other places, he knew from the daily conversations between Su Kun and Geng Zimo that bathing here was not about finding a river or pond, nor boiling water and mixing it with cold water in a bathtub.

He had accidentally barged into the bathroom once and saw what Su Kun looked like when bathing. The water he used sprayed out from something on the wall that looked like a lotus seedpod. As for where the source was, it was unknown.

He only remembered that sometimes when Geng Zimo came back late and it happened to be a cloudy day, he would ask if there was hot water. Although he really couldn't understand what the weather had to do with bath water.

"Yes, um... wait a moment, I'll go get you clothes and a towel." After saying that, Su Kun lit another candle, held the wine bottle and went into the bedroom.

As he rummaged through the wardrobe for clothes that Gu Yan could wear, he felt the temperature on his face rising higher and higher - sharing outer clothes and pants was one thing, but even underwear...

Despite the discomfort, Su Kun still picked out a pair of newly bought underwear, a loose-fitting white tank top, and gray casual shorts. He took two dry towels and went out the door. He placed the candle on the bathroom vanity, put the clean clothes on the shelf, then retreated and coughed, saying to Gu Yan, "You go wash up."

Gu Yan walked into the bathroom, stood by the showerhead and silently studied it for a while, then walked back to the door with a deadpan face and said, "I don't know how to use it."

Su Kun: "..." Damn! He forgot about that!

He twitched the corner of his mouth and had to step back into the bathroom. He walked to the shower, picked out the shampoo and body wash from the shelf above and placed them on the windowsill. He was about to call Gu Yan over to tell him how to use them one by one, but when he turned around, he was stunned -

In just that moment, Gu Yan had already taken off the short-sleeved T-shirt he was wearing and held it in his hand, completely revealing his lean and bare upper body. The muscle lines of his shoulders and arms were smooth and full of strength, his pecs were full, his waist and abdomen were narrow and slim. The two inguinal creases extended downward along the neat abdominal muscles on both sides, with the ends hidden under the edge of his jeans.

The slightly swaying candlelight cast light and shadows of varying intensity on his body, shrouded in a somewhat ambiguous hue.

After being dazed for a while, Su Kun silently turned his face to look out the window, desperately chanting in his heart: form is emptiness, emptiness is form, Amitabha...

As soon as he finished chanting once, he felt a darkness beside him. Gu Yan's tall figure loomed over. With one hand against the wall, he lowered his head and pointed at the hot and cold water control switch. His deep voice practically sounded right next to Su Kun's ear, "How do you use it?"

Holy! Shit!

Su Kun covered his already heating ear, shrank towards the window with unusual sensitivity, and glanced at Gu Yan with resentment. He grunted, "This handle, to the left is cold water, to the right is hot water, lift it up is - stop your hand!"

As soon as he spoke, he heard a "whoosh--" sound, and a full showerhead of water poured down from above.

The great General Gu, who had accidentally messed around, quickly pressed the control switch back, then looked at the equally disheveled Su Kun in front of him with wet hair and water droplets all over his body, and said, "Sorry."

Su Kun watched the water droplets sliding down Gu Yan's body along the muscle lines, soaking the edges of his jeans, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "..." I have a bad feeling...

"Since it's like this, let's wash together. Wearing wet clothes can easily cause a cold."

Su Kun: "..." Is it still useful to chant Amitabha now!!!