"Xiaogu, where have you been all day? The teacher at school called and said that you were absent from class again." Yu An's tone was not harsh, nor did it sound like questioning, but like discussing things with a friend.
usually.
"Master, today is amazing. I met a little ghost on the street. Her psychic ability is so special!" Shui Yungu described excitedly. At the age of fifteen, he was already one of the ten kings of hell.
"Although you are always changing schools, you can't waste too much of your schoolwork, and don't always be absent from class because of trivial matters." Yu An said with great emphasis.
"Oh, I've already finished my self-study in junior high school. It doesn't matter whether I go or not. School is so boring..." He put his hands behind his head and lay down on the sofa.
"You are now the King of Hell. The Tenth Palace of Hell is the role model for ghost hunters. If you continue to act like a child who has not grown up, how can you convince the public?"
"I'm a minor to begin with...I won't say it anymore. I'm going out to play for a while and I won't be back for dinner."
Shui Yun jumped up and left the hotel room again. Yu An could only sigh at this young apprentice. Older people always have similar sighs. For example, when he was at this age, he could not compare
He is so much more sensible...
As the sun set, Shui Yungu ran to the cemetery in the north of the city again. He had moved to this city for two months and planned to finish his last semester of junior high school here. Every day, his greatest pleasure was to come here at dusk.
Come here and chat with those lonely ghosts.
The manager of this cemetery is a hunchbacked old man who also has a certain amount of spiritual awareness, but it is far from the level of a ghost hunter. It's just that he has been in this business for a long time, and his perception of souls will always be stronger than ordinary people.
"Uncle Lu, how many times have I told you, please stop shaving. You are dead. There are no cancer cells in our ghosts." A male ghost as thin as a rib bone said.
Uncle Lu replied very persistently: "It's none of your business if I scrape my own lungs?!"
"How many times have I told you...you think this is the stomach...the lungs are on top of the stomach, but you always make mistakes!"
"Don't deceive me, old man! Don't you know what's wrong with me? I think you are just like those doctors who cure people to death. You want to deceive me!"
Liu Qingruo sat quietly on a rock and watched the argument in front of her. The two ghosts had been arguing for a full hour, and they were talking about the wheel, but Liu Qingruo just listened silently.
That face, as cute and pure as a porcelain doll, had a sad feeling.
"Kid, I'm back again!" Shui Yungu suddenly appeared from behind her, as if he wanted to scare her.
He never thought about it. An eight-year-old girl who dared to sit in a cemetery in a daze was already doing well without scaring the passersby... How could she be scared by such low-level means?
"Don't you need to go home?" Liu Qingruo sounded like an adult.
Shui Yungu sat next to Liu Qingruo: "Tch...you have to take care of it? I said kid, look at you like this, you must have been absent from class today. The sun is going down now. Do you want me to take you home?"
The expression on Liu Qingruo's face turned cold, and she said thoughtfully: "Home...is it still home if there is no family waiting for you there..."
This question seemed a bit too profound for Shui Yungu, who never grew up, but he still replied: "Kid, don't pretend to be serious with me, brother, the salt I have eaten is more than the rice you have eaten.
That’s a lot! Let me tell you the truth, people who depend on each other and work for you no matter the cost, even if they are not related by blood, are still your family members.”
Liu Qingruo raised his head and looked at him. Shui Yungu put on a very proud expression. In fact, he was speaking from his own experience. After his parents disappeared, his master basically brought him up and taught him the skills of a ghost hunter.
Master has a family-like relationship. In short, he feels that it is really remarkable that he can sum up the above sentence at such a young age.
"What if there is no one there..." Liu Qingruo asked again.
"This..." This time Shui Yungu was stumped.
Liu Qingruo continued: "Let me tell you, then you should learn to take care of yourself and live strong even if you are alone."
"Hmm... That makes sense." In the end, he was educated by a primary school student who was seven years younger than himself... "Eh? That's wrong? How come you're lecturing me?"
Liu Qingruo smiled. This was the first time she smiled after her father died: "What's your name?"
"Me? Remember, brother, my name is Shui Yungu, but I am a very powerful ghost hunter... Kid, although you don't show me your psychic powers during the day, but according to my observation, you must also be a ghost hunter.
A young lady from an aristocratic family, right? Spiritual knowledge is not simple."
"That's wrong." Liu Qingruo simply rejected the other party's reasoning.
"Uh..." Shui Yungu was hit again.
"I heard from some ghosts here that you have to come here every day?" Liu Qingruo asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"I just don't understand, why?"
Shui Yungu scratched his head and thought for a while, then pointed at a hanged ghost in the distance and said, "Look at that guy, he's the one counting the inches of his tongue."
Liu Qingruo followed his line of sight and looked over. Shui Yungu continued, "Don't you think this is interesting?"
"I don't think so." This is the truth.
Shui Yungu pointed to the other side: "There is also Uncle Lu and the Starving Ghost. They quarrel every day, and they only quarrel with those two sentences."
"So what?"
"These ghosts may not be happy when they are alive, but in this cemetery, they are a family, as if this is a banquet that will never be broken up... I have never had a stable home since I was a child. Here, I
I can find some feeling of home.”
After hearing this, Liu Qingruo stood up and seemed to be leaving.
"Hey! Kid, I don't know your name yet!"
"You will know one day." She said and walked away.
Shui Yungu had never seen such a cool kid before, and he was so shocked that he was stunned on the spot.
At the same time, an unexpected visitor came to the hotel where he and Yu An were staying.
"Senior Song Emperor...Junior is disturbing me..."
"Are you a descendant of the Xue family? Haha... sit down, you're welcome."
Xue Ling smiled and nodded and sat down. She looked less than twenty years old. She had a ponytail and thick glasses. At first glance, she looked like a typical nerd. She was called "four-eyed steel"
"Tooth Girl".
"Let me tell you the truth. This time, my father has something difficult to handle and wants to ask Senior Yu for help."
Yu An smiled enigmatically: "If there's anything I can do to help, I'm obligated to do it. It doesn't matter, but it doesn't matter."
Xue Lingdao: "In the past two months, a mysterious psychic has been destroying souls on a large scale. At least... my father thinks it is destruction..."
