Looking at the little ghost before him, Qin Luo fell silent.
In reality, these ghosts were uniformly referred to as "Suì" here.
Ghosts with aggressive tendencies were called "Evil Suì,"
while those capable of communication were ordinary Suì.
Generally, Suì only lingered in the mortal world when they had unfinished business, refusing to move on to reincarnation.
Truthfully, Qin Luo didn’t have to help.
But for him, it was just a trivial matter.
After all...
Qin Luo flicked his fingers, and in an instant—
The ghost’s name, when and how she died, who her mother was, where she was, and her current condition—
All of it became crystal clear in Qin Luo’s mind.
If it were something too troublesome, he really wouldn’t bother.
Lowering his hand, Qin Luo glanced at the timid little girl.
He sighed inwardly.
Well, damn.
Another tragic Suì.
Whatever.
Qin Luo stretched out his hand and said to the girl, "Come on, I’m heading to the supermarket anyway. I’ll take you to see your mom."
"Th—thank you, big brother!"
......
Arriving at Jiang City’s largest shopping mall,
Qin Luo held the girl’s hand and warned, "Don’t let go of my hand, or you’ll disperse immediately. Got it?"
Zhuzhu—the little girl’s name—nervously nodded. "Got it."
She had died at the age of five.
Zhuzhu couldn’t leave the alley—some kind of rule in the supernatural world.
Qin Luo didn’t care to understand.
After all, he wasn’t dead. Why bother?
The moment he stepped into the mall,
a bone-chilling sensation surged from all directions, as if countless icy hands were grazing his skin.
[I’m sorry...]
[I’m sorry...]
Due to Qin Luo’s unique constitution and his "Heavenly Eye,"
he could not only see Suì invisible to ordinary people but also hear their murmurs.
So, she really is here.
Qin Luo’s gaze remained calm as water.
The mall was bustling with people, yet none realized that this place harbored a...
terrifying Evil Suì!
The conditions for an Evil Suì’s formation were extremely strict—
they required intense conviction or resentment to manifest.
Qin Luo already knew where Zhuzhu’s mother was.
But there was no rush.
He tightened his grip on Zhuzhu and headed toward a store. "This way."
Zhuzhu obediently followed. "Okay."
To ordinary onlookers, Qin Luo’s actions seemed bizarre.
After all, no one else could see Zhuzhu.
Soon,
Qin Luo was holding a stick of candied hawthorn.
He looked down at Zhuzhu, who was eyeing it curiously, and said,
"This might sound harsh, but your mom might not recognize you right away."
"Before we meet her, you need to prepare yourself."
Zhuzhu blinked. "Why?"
"No reason."
"...Oh."
Shifting his focus, Qin Luo’s eyes sharpened.
[Heavenly Eye—activate!]
In an instant—
[I’m sorry...]
[I’m sorry...]
[I’m sorry...]
The voices, laced with resentment, grew louder.
At the same time, a black thread appeared in Qin Luo’s vision.
He followed its trail, pulling Zhuzhu along.
Found you.
Moments later,
the black thread stopped before a massive freezer door.
Qin Luo glanced up.
The mall’s refrigeration room, huh?
No wonder the manager had complained about seeing ghosts here before.
Thankfully, the heavy foot traffic suppressed the lingering resentment.
Without another thought, he pushed the door open.
A wave of even colder air rushed out, thick with swirling black miasma.
At the center of the freezer,
a woman floated midair—Zhuzhu’s mother.
Her eyes were shut, her face contorted in agony.
Dark energy coiled around her as she let out pained moans.
Seeing her,
"Mom!"
Zhuzhu cried out, instinctively trying to run forward.
Qin Luo yanked her back, sighing. "I told you, you’ll disperse if you let go."
The next second,
the woman’s eyes snapped open—glowing an eerie red.
With a shrill shriek, she lunged at Qin Luo and Zhuzhu.
Unfazed, Qin Luo raised a hand.
"A third-tier Evil Suì? Not bad for a Suì."
Since he dealt with this often, he’d devised a ranking system for them.
Zhuzhu didn’t understand, but when she saw her mother not recognizing her—
even trying to hurt Qin Luo—
her eyes welled up with tears.
"Mom! It’s me! Zhuzhu! Snap out of it!"
Hearing her cry,
the woman paused. The red in her eyes dimmed slightly.
"...Zhu...?"
Smack!
Before she could finish,
Qin Luo waved his hand.
A massive black palm materialized and swatted the woman into fragments.
Zhuzhu froze. "...Huh?"
But it wasn’t over.
With a flick of his wrist,
the fragments reassembled, and the woman’s spirit reformed before them.
The woman: "......"
Zhuzhu: "......"
Qin Luo shrugged. "Don’t misunderstand. I just purified the evil energy."
"Alright..."
He handed the candied hawthorn to the woman.
"You still have unfinished business, right?"
"Don’t break your promise."
The woman numbly took it.
Without hesitation, she knelt and hugged Zhuzhu, sobbing.
"I’m sorry... I’m so sorry..."
"I came too late..."
"Mom!! Waaahhh!!!"
Mother and daughter clung to each other,
their bodies gradually glowing with golden light.
Qin Luo yawned.
This was already the third case this month.
Soon,
the two looked up at Qin Luo gratefully.
"Th—thank you, Master Qin!"
He waved them off.
In the next moment,
they dissolved into golden particles, vanishing into the air.
They had...
ascended.
Tch.
Qin Luo rubbed his temples.
Why did he keep running into these things?
But it wasn’t over yet.
He walked to the farthest corner of the freezer,
where a row of shelves stood.
Pulling them aside,
he revealed a space hidden under piles of food—
something no ordinary person would notice.
Zhuzhu’s mother had been here all along.
"........"
Qin Luo stared silently at the skeletal remains at his feet.
He exhaled softly.
Zhuzhu’s mother had been a temporary worker at the mall twenty years ago.
While organizing the shelves, she’d somehow gotten trapped in this corner—
a freak accident, but one that could happen.
Zhuzhu had died long ago too.
Hit by a car while chasing a ball into the street near that alley.
He pulled out his phone and dialed.
"Hey, Bai Wengang. Send someone to the freezer on the first floor of the mall."
"There’s a skeleton here—twenty years old."
"Bury it in the public cemetery."
"And dig up the alley on Jiang City’s 11th Road. There’s a child’s remains there too."
"Bury them together."
"Also, go to Lin'an City next door and find Lin XX living in XX Estate. He’s the hit-and-run driver who killed a child and buried the body."
Click. The call ended.
Qin Luo finally rubbed his shoulders and muttered, "Alright, time to go shopping."
Meanwhile, at the Jiang City branch of the Martial Arts Alliance.
Bai Wengang stared blankly at the disconnected phone.
What the—?
Qin Luo, what are you talking about in broad daylight? Two corpses?!
At the same time.
Elsewhere.
Inside a dark cave.
"!!!!"
A withered old man suddenly snapped his eyes open, his gaze filled with a chilling killing intent. "Who?!"
"Who destroyed the twin evil spirits I prepared?!!!!"
......
.....
Time passed.
Su Family Villa.
Crunch~!
"Young Miss, I'm back."
"Luo Luo! You’re back!! Wow! You got chips!"
Su Muwan happily grabbed the large bags of snacks, then tilted her head up and blinked at Qin Luo. "Besides buying these, did you do anything else? Or did you just come straight home?"
"Well... there was one thing..."
As he spoke, Qin Luo reached out and ruffled Su Muwan’s hair, smiling. "I helped a little girl find her mom."
"Oh ho, since when did you have such a soft side?"
"I thought you were the type to slap someone while saying, ‘Don’t touch me.’"
Qin Luo: ?
...
....
Author’s Note: I’ve always wanted to try writing daily life from a single perspective like this. Finally did it—feels great.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
