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As I got into the car, I noticed the little girl standing behind me, looking pitiful. She was drenched and her face was quite frightening.
The little girl looked at me and asked, "Can you see me?" Her voice was still very childish.
I nodded.
Suddenly, she said, "Brother, am I dead?"
I replied with a soft "yes."
"Brother, I remember that I didn't die."
Her words were strange. At that moment, Ke'er called out to me from inside the car, urging me to get in. I turned to glance at Ke'er and said to wait a moment.
The driver thought I was talking to him. "Hey, kid, who are you waiting for? How long do you need? I can't wait too long!"
But it wasn't the driver's fault; neither Ke'er nor the little girl was human.
So when the driver responded to me, I didn't find it odd. Instead, I said, "Just a minute, please."
The driver impatiently acknowledged and urged me to hurry up.
In truth, the little girl's words were also strange. What did she mean by remembering that she hadn't died? Yet it was clear to me that she was indeed gone; I could see her soul.
"Ke'er" called out to me again, not saying anything else, perhaps afraid that "Ke'er" would realize I could see ghosts. After I sat down, "Ke'er" happened to catch sight of the little girl.
"Ke'er"'s expression changed slightly. "Bai Duyi" was reading the chapter of "Hey Eye Brother."
I deliberately asked "Ke'er" what was wrong. She told me it was nothing and then waved at the little girl. The girl glanced at me, and after I nodded, she came in.
Once the little girl entered, "Ke'er" curiously asked me, "Ningzi, were you just talking to someone?"
I didn't hide it; I said, "I saw a little girl who was all wet."
Because if an ordinary person encounters a ghost, it is usually because the ghost wants to be seen by them. If an ordinary person wants to actively see a ghost, they would definitely need some assistance.
Of course, someone like me and "Jianjian" could naturally see ghosts directly.
However, at this moment, "Ke'er" regarded me as an ordinary person.
The little girl sat in the car and called me brother, but since the driver was present, I merely responded with a hum. If the driver knew there were two female ghosts sitting in his car, he would surely be scared to death.
At that moment, "Ke'er" said to the little girl, "Call her sister."
The little girl obediently called out "sister," and "Ke'er" beamed with joy because this little girl looked only about four or five years old—she seemed very small.
"Brother, I miss my mommy," she said.
I reached out and gently patted the little girl's head; she was completely drenched.
"Come here, sister," Ke'er said, her voice overflowing with sympathy as she pulled the little girl closer.
I leaned down slightly, and my master, looking at me through the rearview mirror, asked, "Little brother, what are you doing? Why are you talking to yourself?"
I snapped back to reality. Ghosts can't hear the living, so the driver thought I was just mumbling to myself. I quickly replied, "It's nothing, I'm just looking for some money to pay the fare later."
Upon hearing this, the driver's tone softened. "Little brother, you seem like a good person. I'll take you on a shortcut."
I thought to myself that this was great! I could save some money.
However, as we continued driving, I began to feel that something was off about the route. After getting out of the car and comparing the route, I realized that the damn driver had taken me on a longer path and charged me double.
"Damn it," I cursed under my breath, but by then the car had already driven far away. That damn driver!
"Brother, I'm not dead," the little girl pulled me back from my anger. I glanced at Ke'er, who said, "Little sister, you are already dead."
But the little girl insisted stubbornly, "Brother, I'm not dead."
Ke'er feigned anger and said, "I'm talking to you; why do you keep addressing your brother? Talking to him won't help; you need to talk to me."
The little girl replied, "Talking to brother is useful."
Ke'er looked at me in surprise after hearing that. I glanced back at her and said, "Maybe it's because I have Sarira with me; she sensed it."
Ke'er nodded in agreement. Earlier she mentioned that Sarira has a Buddhist light that can harm spirits. But right now, with my blood wrapped in the Relic and covered by the Yellow Cloth, I was safe from any harm.
However, this Relic emitted a red light, carrying an evil aura. I estimated that even if it were released directly, it wouldn't harm the spirits.
"What’s your name?" Ke'er asked.
The little girl looked at Ke'er and said, "Sister, my name is Fengshu. By the way, what is Sarira?"
Ke'er thought for a moment and replied, "Sarira is something that can bring you back to life."
Wind Tree chimed in, "Sister, I'm not dead. If you don't believe me, ask Brother."
Ke'er turned to me and said, "Husband, what do you think?"
I responded uncertainly, "It should be true. Isn't she just like you now, a Soul?"
"Brother, you're lying to Sister."
I was momentarily at a loss for words. Ke'er slowly stood up, a teasing expression on her face as she said, "Husband, are you tricking Ke'er?"
I hurriedly denied it. I thought to myself, how could this little brat have seen through anything? It's impossible! Even Ke'er couldn't see it; how could she?
I explained a few things to Ke'er. She pouted and said, "Alright, Husband, I believe you."
Hearing those words from Ke'er made me feel a bit lost inside because I had indeed deceived her—my eyes, my pair of eyes without black pupils.
I didn't know if I could say it out loud, and whether Ke'er would accept it.
My eyes could devour souls. I glanced at Ke'er and Wind Tree in front of me, wondering if one day I would end up consuming Ke'er's soul as well!
Suddenly, this thought popped into my mind, making me a bit anxious. I shook my head, trying to drive away this terrifying idea.
The Wandering Souls appeared to me like scattered stars.
And if my eyes could swallow these stars, eventually gathering them into my gaze, would my eyes then become a sea of stars?
Thinking of this made me involuntarily gasp, as the following speculation frightened me: that this sea of stars would become my new black pupils.
A hint of surprise crossed my face.
Ke'er linked her arm with mine, while holding Wind Tree's hand with her other. The three of us walked toward home.
Wind Tree kept looking up at me, as if she were gazing at something.
I asked Wind Tree what she was looking at.
She replied, "Brother, I'm looking at you! Your eyes are really beautiful."
Wow, was this little kid hinting at something? But looking at her pitifully cute expression, it didn't seem like she had figured anything out.
Ke'er seemed a bit jealous and said, "Wind Tree, don't you think my eyes are prettier than his?"
Wind Tree was trying to please both sides, claiming it looked good.
This little brat was too clever. At this moment, I seriously examined her. She said she wasn't dead, but right now, she certainly appeared to be a soul!
Fortunately, her three souls and seven spirits were intact. She just didn't have a body.
I was curious; could it be that she really hadn't died? However, I couldn't discern anything clearly at this moment. But if Wind Tree wanted me to use Sarira to bring her back to life, perhaps I would refuse her because I wanted to help Ke'er. I truly hoped Ke'er could come back to life...
After returning home, the desire stirred by Ke'er's earlier kiss was completely shattered by this little brat's appearance.
Because Ke'er was currently tidying up the little girl.
The once pitiful little girl transformed into an adorable sight after being cleaned up. I sat on the stool, pondering how I could obtain the Revival Pearl.
And what about Chen San? Had I promised to help him with something? It felt like he never finished that sentence, "I believe in you."
Ke'er said Chen San was untrustworthy and that he was an immortal.
Moreover, Ke'er mentioned that Chen San wouldn't die even without the Relic, but I believed the Ninth Relic must be related to Chen San. After being tidied up, Wind Tree walked towards me again and said, "Brother, I'm really not dead."
I looked her up and down; at that moment, it seemed I saw a flicker of flame dancing within Wind Tree's soul. When I glanced at Ke'er, I found no such light within her soul.
Could it be that this little girl really didn't die? Was this flame the best proof of that? Moreover, when I first met her, I had no idea she was a corpse.
When I saw her for the second time, I realized it as I got closer.
This was the fourth time we had met, and this time, I noticed that the number of Light Spots surrounding the little girl was increasing. Could this be caused by the loss of life?
The more I thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
I didn't respond to Wind Tree because if I were certain that Wind Tree was alive, then I definitely wouldn't have come out, especially with Ke'er around.
However, I had to find a chance to tell Ke'er.
Just then, Ke'er called out to me, "Husband," and threw me a flirtatious glance. Her eyes sparkled with charm as she said, "Time for a bath."
Of course, I quickly reacted and rushed to take a bath.
As I approached, Ke'er sweetly said to me, "Husband, I want..."
"What do you want?" I teased in response.
Suddenly, a playful smile spread across Ke'er's face as she said, "Husband, I want you to finish your bath and sleep on the sofa..."
This was undoubtedly like a bucket of cold water in winter. Wind Tree burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Noodles also barked a few times.
Watching the ghost and the dog so happy, it seemed as if they both understood something.
At that moment, it was already past eleven. After taking a shower, I lay down on the sofa. Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, I suddenly received a text message.
The message was from Jianjian.
The content read: "Saning Brother, I might be dying..."
Damn! That scared me awake in the middle of the night. Without hesitation, I called Zhang, who quickly answered.
I asked him, "Is Jianjian okay?"
Zhang replied that Jianjian was fine and was right next to him. He promised her mother he would perform a ritual in two days.
I asked again, "Jianjian is really okay?"
Zhang insisted she was fine!
I then forwarded Jianjian's message to Zhang. He immediately called me back, his tone somewhat bitter as he said, "Jianjian has been acting strange lately. I don't know if something will happen. Saning, what should I do now?"
I said to Zhang, "Do you really like Jianjian that much?"
He replied, "For her, I would give up my life." In the past, Zhang and I would joke around and never had serious conversations.
Now that we were having a serious talk, it felt a bit awkward. I told Zhang, "If you truly care for Jianjian, as long as you help her resolve this issue with her mother, you two will definitely be together."
Zhang Fatty hummed in response.
"In two days, there will be a ritual. You must come then. By the way, say a few words to Jianjian and comfort her," Zhang Fatty sighed.
The phone quickly reached Jianjian's hands, and her first words were, "Saning Brother, I might be dying soon."
I tried to console Jianjian for a bit, but unexpectedly, she suddenly burst into tears. I urged her not to cry, and I could hear Zhang Fatty getting anxious on the other end of the line.
Then Zhang Fatty said he would take her to find Saning. Only then did Jianjian stop crying.
I was somewhat at a loss for words, but the call had already ended. Why did Jianjian believe me so readily? Although she could only see ghosts, her eyes seemed to perceive something more innocent.
For instance, she revealed a secret about Chen San that she had seen.
I later reviewed it several times but couldn't figure it out; perhaps Jianjian had seen the secret hidden within me. Not long after, Jianjian came over.
Ke'er seemed a bit unhappy and clung to my arm all night.
Wind Tree stood beside me as well; after all, ghosts didn't need to sleep. Suddenly, Wind Tree swayed in front of me and said, "Brother, I'm really not dead."
I was at a loss for words; if you’re not dead, then you’re not alive either!
But what surprised me was that Jianjian followed up on Wind Tree's statement by saying, "Saning, she really isn't dead."
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