World War I

Chapter 132 What to do if you become a ghost

After studying the map for too long, Luo Ye decided to go out for some fresh air and buy a bottle of wine. He fell in love with Russian vodka.

He was waiting for the light to turn green on a sidewalk when suddenly, his whole body shuddered.

It was not noon yet, and the sun was shining brightly on him, so he could not even see his shadow on the ground.

What does it mean when there is no shadow in the sun?
I am a ghost, and only ghosts cannot see their shadows in the sun.

A car saw a policeman waiting for the green light. The green light on the sidewalk came on, but the policeman was like a possessed man and didn't move.

"Mr. Officer, are you in trouble?"

The strange driver rolled down his window, stuck his head out and asked. The policeman's body language was so strange that the curious young driver couldn't help but ask more questions.

"It's okay, please stay focused on driving."

The driver's question brought Luo Ye back to his senses. If someone could see him, then he wasn't a ghost.

When the light turned green for the third time, Luo Ye crossed the road.

There was a tobacco shop across the street. Luo Ye walked into the shop and greeted the owner enthusiastically.

The owner also treated him warmly and asked him whether he wanted to buy wine or cigarettes.

Luo Ye bought a bottle of vodka, the highest proof.

After getting into the police car, he took a big sip.

After waiting for a few minutes, he came into the sun again, but still could not see his shadow.

————I’m going to become a ghost.

The police car was driving slowly on the street. He turned on the hazard lights, making the police car look like a broken-down car.

The police car stopped and reversed at a very high speed.

Luo Ye's driving action was so sudden that the vehicles behind the police car dared not say anything.

He stopped the car and placed the bottle of vodka, which still had half a bottle left, on the passenger seat. Although he had drunk so much, he was not drunk, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating fast. Only the strong and mellow smell of alcohol emanated from his mouth.

"Want a divination, officer?"

This street is called Black Bug Street. It is in a dilapidated state. When you walk on it, the gorgeous sky will become gloomy, making you instantly return to the Middle Ages a hundred years ago.

Most people won't come to such a place unless you encounter something unlucky that can't be solved by conventional means and need divination, luck change, etc., then you will come to this street.

This is where another kind of people in this world gather: shamans, witches, fortune tellers, magicians, etc.

Luo Ye was sleepwalking in circles, and he didn't know why he ended up here.

"Is it divination, or luck or blessing?"

It's highly unusual for police to visit a psychic shop. Big hairy policemen are addicted to extortion, but they won't come to Black Bug Street to extort money. Spellcasters can just cast a small curse on you and leave you feeling the pinch.

"Officer, are you looking for someone?"

"Are you the only psychic shop still operating on this street?"

The owner had short hair that reached his shoulders, an oval chin, and wore a black tricorn hat like a sailor's.

Her black robe was too loose and wrapped around her like a seven-year-old wearing the clothes of an eighteen-year-old.

She's a bit smaller-framed.

But her eyes were beautiful, gleaming with the mysterious dark light of a Persian cat.

In Russia, it is said that the more charming and mysterious the eyes are, the higher the level of spiritual attainment. At this point in the street, Luo Ye only saw her psychic shop open.

"You're so young, can you do it?"

"If you can't meet the officer's request, no fee will be charged. You haven't stated your request yet."

Luo Ye looked at the large cabinet behind her. In the compartments between the cabinets were a lot of things that made people feel uncomfortable.

"What use is there for that black python skin cut into a human face?"

"Officer, are you here to investigate a case?"

"what's your name?"

"My name is Iro Segura."

"Iro Segura? A very familiar name. Let me think, where have I seen your name before—"

Luo Ye remembered that when he was looking through the criminal files of the police station, twenty years ago, a witch named Iro Segura helped the police solve a movie theater dismemberment case. The description in the file included the following sentence: The witch Iro Segura used her magical spell to find the real murderer hiding in the library. The library director Aikober Kovacevich was the real murderer. He killed his friend Prince Barnett, forged official documents, and colluded with Prince Barnett's girlfriend to try to take over Prince Barnett's property.

"You were the witch from twenty years ago?"

"Yes, I am forty-eight."

"But you look to be in your early twenties."

"Thank you. Many people ask me why I look so young. Do you want to know too?"

Luo Ye thought of the Tianshan Child-Fairy in some novel.

"That's your secret, you won't tell me, right?"

"So, please tell me what you want, officer. I will do my best to satisfy you."

"Okay, why are you the only psychic shop operating on this street? Moreover, yours is the smallest and the storefront is in a triangle shape."

(End of this chapter)