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The new ghost is light in color, like a semi-transparent candy wrapper.

It is both light and crisp.

The little girl in front of me had a dark complexion and clearly defined facial features.

He had obviously been dead for some time.

In addition, her round face, bulbous nose, and small eyes are typical features of a local from Shuicheng.

It shouldn't be a kid specially invited from outside.

Jun Yao recalled the information she had previously learned about the Chen family.

The Chen family favored sons over daughters.

You can tell from the fact that the homeowner, Chen Da, named his fourth daughter Chen Fudi.

Moreover, Chen Fudi was adopted by Chen Da and sent to another family when he was still a child.

It's clear that Chen Da doesn't care that much about his daughter.

Could it be that the little girl in front of him is Chen Da and his wife's child born later?

Jun Yao asked kindly, "What's your name?"

The little girl imitated Junyao's posture, sitting cross-legged opposite her with an air of arrogance.

His pale face was filled with disdain.

She kept her mouth shut and did not answer Junyao's question.

Jun Yao put on a stern face and said, "I advise you to behave yourself! Otherwise, when the judge or the grim reaper comes to take you away, I'll add more marks to your record for not cooperating with my work, and you'll suffer even more!"

"Hmph!" The little girl snorted coldly, and a cool breeze swept through the room.

It was chilling to the bone.

Jun Yao frowned, just about to cast another spell to teach this child a lesson.

Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him: "You can't force a child, you have to use nice words."

Jun Yao recognized Wan Lin just by her voice.

When he walked over, he was holding an incense burner the size of a persimmon in his palm.

A small pagoda was burning inside the incense burner.

The sandalwood's subtle fragrance reminded Jun Yao of the paper money and ingots produced by Wan Lin's family's funeral shop.

It really is a good product.

The little girl will like it, right?

Jun Yao stared at the little girl.

This time, the little girl did speak.

But she was speaking in her dialect...

I can't understand a single word!

Wanlin looked a little embarrassed and said helplessly, "Shouldn't we ask a geomancer to act as a translator?"

Jun Yao modestly replied, "I don't know how to do that, so I'll have to trouble Boss Wan."

"You can't?" Wanlin pointed at the little girl gnawing on an incense tower, her face showing utter astonishment. "You can even summon souls, and you say you can't summon a celestial being?"

He finally witnessed an acting skill worthy of an award-winning actress!

Junyao smiled sheepishly, "I didn't remember what happened last night. Since you saw it, I won't hide it from you anymore. I do know a few tricks, hehe."

Wanlin: "...I'm not familiar with this area, so I can only use incense towers to entertain guests. But that would be too costly, and I can't bear to do it. So, I'd like to trouble Mrs. Zhou to invite the geomancer."

"It's nothing, a minor issue."

This time, Junyao stopped acting altogether and made another hand seal in front of Wanlin.

After a flash of light, a line of runes appeared on the little girl's pale neck.

"Hmm?"

The little girl quickly finished the last bite of the incense tower, then, like a wild animal, she took several steps back, baring her teeth at Jun Yao and the other person as a warning.

Jun Yao comforted her, "This isn't a soul-binding talisman, it's a translation talisman. It's to help us understand what you're saying."

The little girl remained wary and hostile towards them.

Jun Yao asked again, "What's your name?"

The little girl fell silent again.

"You're like a robber, aren't you?" Jun Yao said in surprise. "You're beholden to those who take your money, don't you understand? You've eaten all the incense tower, so you should answer my question properly. Tell me, what's your name?"

"Chen Lianxiang!" the little girl answered reluctantly.

Jun Yao smiled so much that her eyes turned into crescent moons.

"Lianxiang is so good!"

"Okay, the second question—"

"Are you Chen Da's daughter?"

Chen Lianxiang scratched her neck, seemingly having run out of patience.

She made a low hissing sound again.

Her once cherry-like mouth was instantly filled with long, sharp, blood-red fangs.

Chen Lianxiang growled in a warning voice, "Don't ask anymore! Don't ask anymore!..."

Junyao bargained, "I'll only ask you three questions, and then I'll let you go back to rest."

"This is my home, I can rest whenever I want!"

Chen Lianxiang roared loudly.

A chilling wind swept through both the front and back yards.

Her ghostly figure slowly grew larger, like an inflated ball, and quickly attacked Junyao and Wanlin.

But just as she was about to touch their bodies, Chen Lianxiang recoiled as if she had been burned by a flame.

The enormous ghostly figure turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared back underground through the cracks in the floor tiles.

The quiet old house has been restored to normal.

Wanlin stared at the crack in the ground and asked slowly, "We just let her go like that?"

"Hmm." Jun Yao said thoughtfully, "It's best for her to stay here. As for the others, we should go and ask the survivors."

Chen Lianxiang harbored too much resentment.

If we rashly drag her out of this house, it could affect innocent villagers in the surrounding area.

There's really no need to make such a big fuss.

Besides, although she can still carry out the judge's orders by relying on Zhou Yichuan's violent nature, their work is very standardized and follows procedures!

Without a formal arrest warrant, she cannot arrest ghosts at will.

Junyao would rather see other colleagues arrest Chen Lianxiang than arrest her herself.

That way she could see her colleagues again and ask them if they had received the letter she burned for help!

The letter has been burned for several days now, why hasn't anyone come yet?

She was waiting for someone to help her get out of this cage-like body as soon as possible!

It doesn't matter who comes!

She needs a colleague!

Jun Yao walked out of the Chen family's old house with a face full of resentment.

The village children waiting outside told them, "That handsome older brother has already carried the sleeping uncle back home!"

Just as Junyao was about to thank the children, she saw them running excitedly towards the field.

Zhou Yichuan, dressed casually, stood by the edge of the field.

A light gray hooded sweatshirt, worn under a long black velvet coat.

At first glance, he looks just like the male lead in a popular idol drama.

"Big brother! We've delivered the message!" the children shouted excitedly to Zhou Yichuan.

Zhou Yichuan took a handful of chocolates out of his coat pocket and distributed them to the children who were helping to relay the message.

After distributing the candy, Zhou Yichuan left via a side path.

They had no intention of coming over to disturb them.

Junyao suddenly couldn't help but turn to Wanlin and ask, "You didn't expect this, did you? That bully has such a gentle side."

Wanlin once again wore that look of utter disbelief.

"When did I ever say he was a bully?"

As Junyao walked, she said, "Just yesterday, on the bus, didn't you say that our whole family were bullies?"

"...I'm talking about your father!" Wanlin said, both amused and exasperated. "He threatened me, saying that if I didn't come to this program to help you, he would have my family's old shop demolished, my employees crippled, and I would never be able to see my family again..."

Jun Yao was taken aback.

It really wasn't Zhou Yichuan who did it.

When he said that last time, she thought he was just making excuses.

Surprisingly, it really wasn't him who did it...

Junyao inquired about Chen Fudi's address from the villagers and then took Wanlin with him to Chen Fudi's house.

But throughout the journey, Zhou Yichuan kept popping into her mind.

For example, thinking about the RV he arranged.

Warm, comfortable, and almost all-around functional.

It has everything: kitchen, bathroom, and dressing room.

Especially the bed.

Despite the limited space in the RV, her sleeping space was not compromised.

It's soft and warm.

It can also turn on the heating mode.

Human warmth is like a pot of intoxicating wine, and Junyao is captivated by its taste.

She knew Zhou Yichuan was rich enough, so with money, he could easily do many things.

But money alone, without dedication, cannot effectively implement so many details.

Junyao thought about it more and more and felt that:

Zhou Yichuan is doing a pretty good job as a personal assistant!

If it were someone else, she might not be able to manage well.

It's good that he's here.

I'll apologize to him after I get back to the RV that night.