Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

The remaining people huddled together, quite frightened as well.

"Hey, after you yelled that, you just stood there shouting, and then you took a step and bumped into Third Brother!"

The person called "Yao" burst into tears, crying, "I want to go home! I want to go home! I'm not coming! I'm leaving!"

Some people even knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Third Sister-in-law, I've never harmed you, please let me leave! Third Sister-in-law! Please let me leave!"

"What are you talking about?" Tan Laosan smiled seductively. "Do you think I wouldn't know whether you're trying to harm me or not? Do you think I'd be blind and mindless like a human even after I become a ghost?"

"A ghost!"

"Help!"

"I don't want to die!"

Screams erupted one after another as they scattered in terror, only to eventually return to the center.

Aunt Tan was still frantically circling around grabbing things, while Tan Laosan stood there with a grin, twisting his body, and whenever he saw someone calm down, he would go over and say a few words of comfort.

Fewer and fewer people were passing by on the outskirts. Even when someone did pass by, they would inexplicably quicken their pace as they passed that area. Most people simply bypassed the area, completely unaware of the farce unfolding there.

It was as if an invisible wall stood between them and Tan's mother, preventing them from seeing each other.

Even Zhang Song, Song's mother, and Zhang Yue, who wanted to come to the store to check on things, ended up chatting and walking past each other while passing by.

Meanwhile, at the intersection of Xingfu Road and Wuai Road, Lu Qiu closed his eyes and gently tapped the car door with his fingertips until he heard the roar of a motorcycle approaching from afar. He suddenly opened his eyes, pushed open the car door, and directly manipulated his wheelchair to go down the modified car door ramp.

The screeching sound of motorcycle tires rubbing against the ground rang out. Xia Wange dismounted from the motorcycle, tossed her helmet aside, nodded slightly to Lu Qiu, glanced around, and frowned slightly. "I'll clear the area first."

After saying that, she walked towards a corner of the curb.

The mother who had lost her child, whom she was carrying, clutched her helmet in a daze and stared nervously at Xia Wange.

At this moment, Xia Wange had become her pillar of support.

At Lu Qiu's signal, driver Xiao Liu pushed the motorcycle to the side of the road and parked it. He looked around with some confusion, feeling puzzled.

Clear the area? Clear what area?

It's already past 10 o'clock, and this isn't a main road, so there are only a few of them here.

But then they saw Xia Wange walk to a curb not far from them, bend down as if patting something on the shoulder, then point in a direction and say, "Grandma, go to that intersection over there to ask for money. I saw someone burning paper money there; you can collect quite a bit."

"It's true, they don't allow burning things here, but if you go just one intersection away, they're allowed to burn things. There might even be a hearse passing by tomorrow scattering money."

"Yes, you're welcome."

The driver stared in horror at Xia Wange's serious demeanor, and asked Lu Qiu in a trembling voice, "Mr. Lu, who is she talking to?"

Lu Qiu frowned slightly as he watched Xia Wange walk away into the distance, and calmly said, "Overtime pay will be doubled."

"Okay, I got it." Driver Xiao Liu immediately understood.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask; making money is more important than curiosity.

A short while later, Xia Wange jogged back. "There seem to be quite a few car accidents here. They're all wandering souls who are unaware of the danger."

If they were normal ghosts, they would instinctively avoid Lu Qiulai. But these wandering spirits have been wandering for too long and have lost the ability to sense danger; they have lost their instincts.

Their sect's rule is not to easily harm any spirit or human being, because all things have a spirit, Heaven cherishes life, and one should always leave a way out for everything.

She briefly explained to Lu Qiu, then took out an incense stick, a red thread, and a bowl.

"Drip some blood into it." Xia Wange said as she rummaged through her bag for a blood collection device. When she looked up, she saw that the mother who had lost her child had bitten her finger and was desperately squeezing blood into the bowl.

The fingers are connected to the heart, but the other person didn't even flinch. Just looking at Xia Wange made me feel pain.

Bite it raw.

"And a small strand of hair will do." Xia Wange said, then immediately took out a pair of scissors. "With the tools, don't pull it out by force."

The mother who had lost her child gave a smile that was more like a grimace, and put a strand of hair she had cut off into a bowl.

"Lu Qiu," Xia Wange looked at him, "I need to borrow a bit of your luck."

Lu Qiu immediately asked, "How do I borrow it?"

"As long as you genuinely want to borrow, that's fine," Xia Wange said. "Her child is lost, and I'm helping her look for it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Wange saw a purple aura drifting towards her. She raised her hand, grabbed the aura, and put it all into the bowl. "That's enough."

Lu Qiu, who was still pondering what constituted agreement, was taken aback.

Is that all?

Then the group saw Xia Wange pull out a talisman from somewhere, hold it between her index and middle fingers, and flick it hard. The talisman spontaneously combusted. She then threw the talisman into a bowl, shook it gently, and everything in the bowl burst into flames. She then thoroughly soaked a rope in water containing various ingredients, wrapped it around incense, and lit the incense with a lighter.

Watching the wisps of smoke rise and slowly spread, Xia Wange handed the incense to the mother who had lost her child. "Hold this incense and sit in the car. Sit down in your mind and recite your child's name, imagine what he looks like, the more detailed the better. Um, Xiao Liu, right? You drive, I'll take over from here."

After saying that, the group quickly got into the car. Once everything was ready, Xia Wange clung to the front seat and said, "Watch the smoke. Drive in the direction the smoke is heading. Okay, drive to the left."

Driver Xiao Liu initially didn't believe it at all. Everyone in the company said Xia Wange was very powerful, but he thought they were all exaggerating. Besides, he thought it was weird that Xia Wange was talking to thin air. But now, rationally, he didn't believe it, but emotionally, he hoped it was true.

The loss of a child is such a devastating blow to a family, and he hopes the child can be found.

But as they drove, he couldn't help but believe it. The incense was like a navigation system, constantly changing direction at each intersection. Slowly following the incense's guidance, they drove out of the city and onto the highway.

Seeing that the route wouldn't change for the time being, Xia Wange sat back down. "May I ask your surname?"

The woman, who had been silently reciting her child's name in her heart, was taken aback and quickly said, "My surname is Xue, you can just call me Xiao Xue."

"Xiao Xue, how did you lose your child? Where is your husband?"

Xiao Xue nodded, her voice choked with emotion. "My husband is at the police station, searching with the police. My family is the Zhang family, distant relatives of Zhang Yue and Zhang Song. Today they said someone was causing trouble at their house, and they asked us relatives to help. Then my mother-in-law said her child was missing at the police station. Zhang Yue's mother messaged me privately saying she was looking for you and that you would definitely find the child. At first, I didn't believe her, but after checking the surveillance footage with the police, we still couldn't find any clues. I was at my wit's end, so I came to you..."