What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

Just as An Chen was walking towards Jiu Ge and the three children, the words spoken by the three children stunned him.

"Pretty lady, you're not a spirit, are you?" the eldest daughter asked.

“We have several spirits in our family,” the second daughter said with a smile.

"But they're all hidden. You can't find them, only we can." The little boy took the building blocks from behind him back and handed them to Jiuge.

“I’m not a spirit…” Jiuge panicked a little when she heard this.

She took the building blocks and looked around.

Taking a breath, Jiuge calmed herself down and carefully sensed the atmosphere around her, but after a few seconds, she still couldn't sense any strange spiritual aura.

"I see." The little boy sounded regretful.

The other two girls also looked disappointed.

Jiuge became increasingly cautious and uneasy.

This development is getting closer and closer to a horror movie. Now, she and An Chen are like the protagonists in a horror movie, unable to even see spirits and completely powerless to bind them.

"..." Zhang Zhidao, who was listening at the door, also felt a chill down his spine.

Seeing that Jiu Ge's shoulders were trembling again, An Chen called out to Jiu Ge softly.

Grasping Jiuge's shoulders, he addressed the three children: "Yes, I understand. Can you tell us what happened, how you met them, what they look like, where they are, and what they are doing?"

Upon hearing this, the three children sat down.

“That was a few days after we experienced sleep paralysis,” the eldest daughter began to recall.

“At that time, our baby turtle died, and my little brother was very sad,” the second daughter continued, picking up where her eldest daughter left off.

"Waaaaaah..." Upon hearing the words "baby turtle died," the younger brother burst into tears.

An Chen, Jiu Ge, and Zhang Zhidao: "..."

Ignoring her younger brother's cries, the eldest daughter continued, "Since then, my brother has always been able to see them and has even become friends with them, even though we couldn't see them back then."

"But then, we gradually started to see them and even became friends with them," the second daughter added with a smile.

My younger brother is still crying.

"Later, we asked Dad and Mom to befriend them too, but they wouldn't listen." The eldest daughter looked somewhat angry.

"That's too much, Mom and Dad! We're the guests, they're the owners here. We're outsiders, and they're being so rude by staying here without our permission." The second daughter's voice was also tinged with anger.

The somewhat unsettled Jiu Ge and the composed An Chen exchanged bewildered glances.

Zhang Zhidao began to silently recite scriptures in his mind.

"So Dad deserves to break down. Even though Dad broke down, he still didn't make friends with them." The little boy stopped crying.

"I'll be a mom soon," the eldest daughter added with a smile.

“Things would be different if Mom were willing to be friends with them,” the second daughter said, expressing her understanding.

"As for where they are," the little boy chimed in, as if performing a duet.

"It's right next to us!" the three children said in unison.

"..." Jiuge was so scared that she was already a little unsteady on her feet.

Zhang Zhidao had his eyes closed and was muttering something under his breath.

An Chen led Jiu Ge to the nearest bed and gestured for her to sit down. He then placed the food and drinks on the bed.

He smiled gently at Jiuge, dragged a stool over, and sat back down in front of the three children.

"Big brother, did you come back because you want to make friends with them too?" the eldest daughter asked.

“That’s right.” An Chen nodded and naturally picked up the building blocks that had fallen from Jiu Ge’s bag and started playing with them.

"He said he wants to be friends with you," the second daughter said excitedly to the air beside her.

"Are you willing?" The little boy looked at the air beside him and clapped his hands excitedly.

An Chen glanced in the direction they were looking.

Looking left and right, there's absolutely no way there could be any spirits there.

What is the situation?

He thought for a moment, then spoke again, "So, have they agreed to let me be friends with them?"

"We agree," the three children answered in unison.

Exhaling, Jiuge picked up the drink next to her and took a sip.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid," she muttered to herself.

"Hello everyone," An Chen greeted the air.

"Pfft..." Jiu Ge choked when she saw An Chen's actions.

Seeing their older brother greet them, the three children sat down contentedly around the ball of air.

They started talking to the air.

The eldest daughter was talking about how the boy she liked in high school didn't like her back.

The second daughter was talking about how she didn't get a high enough score on her final exam, which led to her being scolded by her parents.

The little boy was talking about his girlfriend in elementary school who insisted on breaking up with him because he forgot to bring his allowance to buy spicy snacks one day.

The three people faced each other, each talking about their own things, and the more they talked, the more aggrieved they became.

As they talked, the eldest daughter started crying, saying that the boy she liked had no heart and rejected her simply because she wasn't pretty enough.

The second daughter also started crying, saying that she was just not good at studying and that she wouldn't recover well after childbirth, so why did her parents put so much pressure on her?

The little boy didn't cry, but his eyes revealed a depth beyond his years.

The little boy sighed heavily and began to lament.

He used to buy his girlfriend spicy snacks every day before going to school, but he forgot to bring money once. How did he end up losing his girlfriend and being labeled a scumbag?

Chapter 157 The Massacre of an Entire Family (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

After a bout of crying and fussing, the room fell silent.

An Chen stared blankly at the three children in front of him who had just been heartbroken over their own troubles.

“He was the eldest brother, almost twenty years old. He was the first in the family to die. He was given sleeping pills in the middle of the night and stabbed many times, so there was a lot of blood on his stomach.” The eldest daughter pointed to the air and then to her own stomach.

“Indeed, his stomach had so many holes; the murderer was so cruel.” An Chen looked into the air and nodded.

Jiuge gasped.

Sure enough, there was a murder case, and it was an entire family wiped out.

Upon hearing the conversation, Zhang Zhidao suddenly opened his eyes.

He took out his phone and began to record.

"What's his surname? What's his given name?" An Chen asked gently.

“My brother’s name is Xia Xiaoding,” the eldest daughter replied.

"When did you die?" An Chen continued to ask.

"Let me ask," the eldest daughter blinked and began asking questions of thin air.

After a long pause, she answered, "Fifty years ago."

“Okay.” An Chen nodded.

He glanced back at Zhang Zhidao to make sure Zhang was recording, then continued, "What about the other friends? What were their names? How did they die?"

“His name was Xia Xiaoting. He was the second person in the family to die. He was eighteen years old. He was given sleeping pills and his neck was chopped off.” The second daughter pointed to the air.

"So this guy's neck and head are always gushing blood." She added while rubbing her own neck.

An Chen looked at the ball of air she was pointing to and nodded.

“Indeed, his neck looks very uncomfortable. It must have been really tough on him,” An Chen said, sighing.

It was as if I had really seen it.

Zhang Zhidao continued recording.

The more he typed, the more his brow furrowed.

Jiuge stared blankly in An Chen's direction, her expression quite complicated.

"This young lady was the third to die. Her name was Xia Xiaoxiao, and she was fifteen years old. She was drugged with sleeping pills and had her heart removed. That's why her heart is empty now, and she can never be happy." The little boy patted the air on his right and then tugged at the fabric of his shirt.

Zhang Zhidao's expression grew increasingly solemn, while Jiuge had forgotten her fear at this moment.

The amount of information in those words was so great that An Chen was a little stunned.

The little boy was still staring intently at him, waiting for a response.

An Chen could only speak to the air next to the little boy again, "Your heart must be hurting a lot. That murderer is a real bastard."

These are his true feelings.

The victims were all children. Such a cruel murderer deserves to be killed a thousand times over.

With a sigh, An Chen prepared to get up.

At this moment, the eldest daughter spoke up again.

"Big brother, there are still two friends I haven't introduced yet."

“Yes, yes.” The second daughter nodded.

Zhang Zhidao's expression darkened, and Jiu Ge's face also turned grim.

An Chen opened his mouth, unsure how to react.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Then... who are the other two friends?"

"His name is Xia Xiaomei. He looks a bit like my ex-girlfriend. He was seven years old and was suffocated, so he can't breathe properly now and is often very uncomfortable." The little boy took a deep breath and then shook his right hand.

An Chen noticed that the little boy's right hand seemed to be holding someone's hand.