My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"I... my family doesn't have the extra money to hire a detective. I just dreamt about my daughter. In the dream, she told me that her death wasn't a simple traffic accident; someone tampered with the car, causing the brakes to fail and crash into the truck. She... she looked terrible in the dream, her neck was broken, and she cried and begged me to avenge her, but I couldn't do anything... Waaah..."

The painful sobs seemed to infect the wandering soul behind them, and the soul with the broken neck also began to weep softly.

The sound of crying echoed in Zhang Hao's ears, especially when the female ghost cried. A cold wind blew in gusts, making him feel a little cold.

"If someone can help me get justice and avenge my daughter, I'd be willing to die... but I really have nothing to offer for an investigation..."

She cried uncontrollably, and Zhang Hao finally sighed, offering her a tissue: "Don't cry. I have a way to help your daughter get revenge, and I can do it without them finding any fault. However, the process might be a bit scary. Can you handle supernatural events?"

Zhang Hao first tested the old woman's level of acceptance. If she could accept it, he could let her see her daughter's spirit, and even help her daughter strengthen her soul power so that she could take revenge in her ghost form.

"I can accept it, I can accept whatever happens! As long as I can avenge my Duleya!"

Zhang Hao gazed into the old woman's cloudy yet resolute eyes and finally nodded. After a moment's thought, he raised his hand and gently wiped the old woman's eyes with two fingers.

The old woman suddenly felt as if some kind of restriction had been lifted, and then she saw her daughter whom she had been longing for day and night!

It was that daughter who appeared in my dream with a broken neck!

The old man was startled at first, then realized what was happening. His hands trembled uncontrollably with emotion, as if he had Parkinson's disease: "My Dulilie... my Dulieya... are you really my daughter, the spirit of my daughter?"

Realizing that her mother could see her, Duleya was so moved that two lines of bloody tears streamed down her face. She rushed forward and hugged her mother tightly: "Yes, Mom, I am your daughter! You can finally see me!"

The scene of the mother and daughter reuniting was touching, but there were more important things to deal with right now.

"Duleya, you died unjustly. Do you want revenge?"

Duliya took a deep breath, lifted her head from her mother's arms, and looked at the East Asian man.

In her eyes, the man exuded an aura that sent shivers down her spine. After becoming a ghost, she vaguely understood that this was like a power imbalance—he was far stronger than her and could easily crush her, which was why her soul felt so oppressed.

"I dream of revenge... but my soul can't touch a living person. Do you have a way to help me get revenge?"

Duleya looked at him expectantly, her eyes filled with hope. If this man could help her take revenge, she was willing to pay any price; after all, nothing was a greater price than death.

"I have a way. Keep this with you."

As he spoke, Zhang Hao took a talisman out of his pocket and handed it to her.

The moment she received the talisman, Duleya felt as if her entire body was immersed in warm energy. Her soul was frantically absorbing this comforting energy, and as it continued to flow in, she felt herself growing stronger.

"Your soul is gradually strengthening, and in about half a day it will be strong enough to make contact with physical entities and influence reality. However, this effect will only last for three days. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Hao looked at her with a half-smile, as if he were hinting at something.

Du Lieya had a sudden inspiration and nodded repeatedly, barely suppressing her excitement: "I understand, sir! Within three days, I will make all those who killed me pay the price they deserve! Sir, you did nothing but reunite my mother with me out of compassion. You are truly a good person." Zhang Hao smiled with satisfaction: "That's right. Well then, I wish you success."

He put his hands in his pockets, smiled, and waved goodbye.

After walking along the mountain path for a while, several wandering spirits suddenly appeared ahead and blocked the way.

Zhang Hao stopped and recognized that this was the same three-person investigation team he had encountered earlier.

“I can see you. What brings you here to stop me?”

These three souls appeared relatively intact, but if you went around to their backs, you would find that their backs were riddled with bullet holes. Even after death, as wandering ghosts, the wounds on their souls had not healed and continued to bleed as they had in life.

"Mr. Zhang, since you can help Du Lieya, you can surely help us too... Please, please help us! We don't want to die such a miserable death! We want revenge too..."

The middle-aged woman who led the investigation team stepped forward crying and asked for help.

She cried pitifully, but Zhang Hao remained unmoved by such a sorrowful and weak soul.

Because he could see that although the deaths of these three people were somewhat innocent, overall they were not entirely unjust and could be said to have died in a fitting manner.

"Mr. Zhang, please! We'll pay any price! Just help us, so that we can strengthen our souls and touch physical objects like Du Lieya did."

Zhang Hao coldly pushed away the woman who was clinging to his leg.

"When you came here to investigate before, you must have already made a deal with the relevant departments in private, right?"

Upon being asked this question, the three members of the investigation team immediately stopped crying.

The man who had once clamored to take responsibility as a media professional quietly defended himself: "I objected, but my colleagues disagreed; they only thought about making money."

"You agreed to not issue the truthful test reports and help cover up the facts. But as you were leaving, another media outlet tried to bribe you to expose the real test results on social media and even reveal that law enforcement had bribed you. You agreed, hoping to profit from both sides, but when things were exposed, you were eliminated as a potential threat. Am I right?"

The woman stammered and her eyes darted around; she was clearly taken aback.

"But we had no choice! Given our situation, what else could we do?" The woman quickly found an excuse for herself, crying as she retorted to Zhang Hao, "We're not as capable as you; this is the only way we can survive. It's not easy for us either. Can you really bear to see us die such a miserable death? At least give us a glimmer of hope!"

Zhang Hao almost burst out laughing.

Hmm, that question really does have a bit of a saintly edge to it. A softer-hearted person might actually feel a little guilty after being asked that. Unfortunately, he never falls for moral blackmail.

"Why should I give you hope? Your hardships aren't my fault. Why are you coming to me? I learned these skills on my own, and it's my freedom to help whomever I want. Shouldn't hope be earned?" (End of Chapter)