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

The cover also reads "Earthquake Special Report".

"Grandpa, do you know where the evil spirit that caused your death is?" Jiuge asked again.

The old man remained staring at the newspaper, motionless.

He turned the newspaper over with the hand that had more age spots, and frowned slightly.

"Um..." Jiuge felt a little embarrassed.

The enthusiasm for proactively communicating with others has been severely dampened.

"Do you know where your phone went?" She suddenly remembered a news report about an elderly person whose phone had also gone missing.

"..." Upon hearing this, the old man suddenly put down his newspaper.

He sighed and stood up unsteadily.

Then, the old man kept reaching into his waist pocket with both hands.

He kept digging and digging, continuing this bizarre action for several minutes without stopping.

"..." Jiuge's face hardened.

"Why don't we ask the landlady's husband?" An Chen suggested.

"Hmm..." Jiuge exhaled, nodded, and then dragged An Chen to the opposite side of the sofa.

"Hello, do you know where the evil spirit that caused your death is now?" she asked the landlady's husband.

"Salt prices have gone up..."

The proprietress's husband suddenly started using an abacus.

"Why are prices rising so much... Everyone's scrambling to buy, I can't even keep up with the demand..." he muttered to himself while looking at his abacus.

"Salt...is going up in price?" Jiuge looked at Anchen with a puzzled expression.

Could this be some clue that she didn't understand?

"It seems there was a salt-buying frenzy for a few days more than ten years ago," An Chen explained with a wry smile.

"You can try asking him about things related to him." He dragged Jiuge a couple more steps toward the landlady's husband.

"Were the people who appeared out of thin air and then disappeared back then the spirits of the native inhabitants of this place?" Jiuge asked, emphasizing each word.

"Where is he? Where is he?" The proprietress's husband suddenly stood up and began looking around.

"It was just in front of me a moment ago, where did it go?" He kept looking around, as if he had really started looking for someone.

"..." Jiuge's face darkened.

She let go of An Chen's arm and looked at him pitifully, "They're ignoring me..."

An Chen nodded and patted Jiu Ge's head: "This is normal, and they're not completely ignoring you."

After saying that, he looked thoughtfully at Xiaoxiao, who was already sleeping in Zhang Zhidong's arms outside the elevator.

"Could this little kid with the multicolored hair be the culprit?" Jiu Ge leaned close to An Chen's ear and began to whisper their plot.

"It's possible, but it's also possible it isn't," An Chen whispered to Jiu Ge.

"I feel like what you said is as good as nothing at all?" Jiuge frowned, somewhat puzzled.

“This is called nonsense literature, the Doctrine of the Mean,” An Chen explained seriously.

"As you gain more experience, you'll understand what I mean," he added in a deep voice.

"I see, I understand now." Jiuge nodded heavily a few times, her expression clearly showing that there was still too much she didn't understand.

"I will study hard." She clenched her fist, her face grave.

Jiuge never imagined that, apart from utterly meaningless nonsense, there could be such a sophisticated thing as nonsense literature.

Although "nonsense literature" is just nonsense with the word "literature" added to it, it reveals a mysterious wisdom from the East.

Add to that the four words "the Doctrine of the Mean"...

She suddenly realized that her knowledge was far too narrow.

"..." Seeing Jiuge's reaction, An Chen suddenly felt a little uneasy.

He started to worry that Jiuge would beat him up once she knew everything...

"In short..." An Chen decided to resolve his own doubts first and also divert Jiu Ge's attention at the moment.

"Anyway, what?" Jiuge asked, her ears perking up with a serious expression.

An Chen is definitely going to continue spouting nonsense about wisdom.

Chapter 218 Awakening of Humanity (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

“What I mean is…” Looking at Jiu Ge’s admiring expression, An Chen hesitated to speak.

"What is it?" Jiuge's eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.

"That's right! What is it?" Zhang Zhidong, holding the baby, walked over.

"What is it?" The knight following behind Zhang Zhidong also leaned out and repeated the question.

"There was just an earthquake, and your bones and bodies are missing." Without answering anyone, An Chen turned his head and shouted directly into the hall.

Words alone cannot explain it; let's just see what actions have in store.

"Your bodies were destroyed by the earthquake!" he emphasized again.

"..."

The air fell silent for a few seconds.

"boom!"

A beverage cabinet in the distance had been knocked over.

"What's wrong?" Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes, having been woken up.

Opening his eyes, he saw that apart from Zhang Zhidong and a few others, everyone around him was acting wildly.

"My body...my body..."

"Aa ...

"Body...examination...bones..."

"I can't live without... my body..."

The "spirits" in the hall all went on a rampage.

The old man stopped reaching into his pocket.

His cloudy eyes darted left and right, and he ran shakily toward the elevator.

The proprietress's husband also stopped looking for things around aimlessly.

"Ahhhhhhh!" he roared, and ran towards the elevator.

A dozen or so people were crowded at the elevator entrance, their bodies emitting wisps of black smoke.

"hurry up!"

"hurry up!"

"My body! My body!"

"I'm still alive! As long as I have a body, I'm alive!"

They roared, and an ever-growing black aura emanated from them from head to toe.

"Click!"

The elevator doors were forcibly pried open by the group.

Blood dripped down their fingers.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The crowd shouted and swarmed into the elevator.

"Drip drip."

The dilapidated elevator doors closed.

"The elevator doors have closed."

"The elevator doors have closed."

The mechanical beeping sounded, and the floor numbers on the elevator began to change.

"That's what I mean." An Chen pointed to the dilapidated elevator door, then to the harmless-looking Xiao Xiao that Zhang Zhidong was holding in his arms.

Zhang Zhidong snapped out of his daze and immediately put Xiaoxiao down.

"..." An Chen and his group all scrutinized Xiao Xiao with appraising eyes.

"Daddy, hug me! Xiaoxiao wants a hug!" Xiaoxiao pouted unhappily and stretched out her arms to signal Zhang Zhidong to pick her up again.

“Not bad…” Zhang Zhidong hesitated a bit.

In this situation, is it better to hold them or not?

"Don't hug her," An Chen said coldly.

"..." Jiuge activated Level 1 alert.

The knight behind Zhang Zhidong moved to the side.

He drew his rapier and sat down directly on the ground.

"What do you mean by this? Why won't you let Daddy hold me?" Little Xiao pouted, her voice trembling with tears.

“He’s not your father.” Jiu Ge felt uncomfortable thinking about how Xiao Xiao had wanted her to be her mother.

"Then would you be willing to be my mother?" Xiaoxiao glared at Jiuge fiercely, turned her head away, and snorted.

"I'm not willing," Jiuge replied swiftly.

She glanced uneasily at An Chen beside her, only to find that An Chen had no expression at the moment.