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It was a fine evening with the moon just rising and the weather pleasant. However, there were no pedestrians on the streets of X city. The surroundings were also completely different from the usual scene of thousands of families lighting up their homes, shining brightly.
Occasionally one or two people sitting by the roadside burning paper had pale faces, old voices, and mouths that were also murmuring something in a low, hoarse tone.
The entire city of X was shrouded in a bleak and desolate atmosphere, with one or two ravens flapping their wings and flying over the treetops, even the evening breeze blowing by seemed ominous.
Just then, Jiang Qi got out of the taxi and walked up to an old woman burning paper, his expression extremely serious. "Old lady, what time is it now?"
She slowly lifted that old face, like a withered tree bark, the flames beside her crackling as she continuously added paper money to them. Her face was also slightly pale and eerie in the flickering firelight, and her voice seemed to come from another realm, empty and elusive, impossible to grasp.
"Hey boy, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" She asked instead of answering.
"I believe!" Jiang Qicai looked up at the dark sky above his head, saying word by word. "Because... I am a ghost-catching expert!"
"Ghost, catcher, expert?" The old woman's gaze suddenly froze on Jiang Qicai's young face. Her whole body seemed to have stiffened completely, and she even started shivering with fear.
Jiang Qicai stopped talking, but his hand suddenly had an extra strange object that looked like a miniature compass. It was pointing at the old woman's body.
This compass is all black, like gold but not gold, like iron but not iron, like wood but not wood. It can be large or small, as one wishes.
"On the fourteenth of July, the ghost gate is wide open, today is really a good day!" As soon as Jiang Qicai finished speaking, his right hand twisted on the compass with a "click", a white light suddenly shot out from the compass and hit the old woman's forehead. Then, a faint and elusive soul that ordinary people couldn't see flew out of the old woman's body and was finally completely absorbed by the compass!"
The old woman didn't even hum a sound before falling down head first.
Jiang Qicai put away his compass and gazed into the distance, muttering to himself: "Still missing one strand of soul..."
