The Unyielding Zhang Xiaoshan Dies at 13

  The night was as black as ink, and the fog was thick. On the streets, except for a few cars that occasionally whizzed by, not even a human shadow could be seen, of course, excluding wandering spirits and wild ghosts.

  The slender figure with purple pupils cast a long, twisted shadow on the roadside under the streetlights in the woods, swaying ceaselessly without any wind. It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and as it approached dawn, ghosts and monsters roamed around, making the atmosphere eerily cold and damp.

  At this time, the No. 4 building of Heping Road community had flickering lights in its corridor downstairs, and a faint crackling sound like short-circuited wires could still be heard. Ziyan put his hands in his pants pockets and walked slowly inside, only then did the corridor return to its usual calmness.

  Facing the dim light, Zi Tong walked straight into the empty elevator. After pressing the floor number, the elevator doors slowly closed, and on the stainless steel door that had merged into one, the figure of Zhang Xiaoshan's vengeful spirit appeared.

  Zi Tong raised an eyebrow at Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes, which only had whites but no pupils. "I said there's nobody else around, who are you trying to scare with that ghostly look?"

  Zi Tong has a natural immunity to these demons and monsters, no matter how ferocious and terrifying they appear, she sees them but does not see them.

  "Hehe, I'm used to it!", Zhang Xiaoshan smiled apologetically and shrugged his shoulders. His eyes immediately returned to normal, but when he saw a moth fluttering in the corner of the elevator, his long tongue darted out and swallowed it whole.

  Watching Zhang Xiaoshan swallow the moth with a gulp, Zi Tong raised an eyebrow in disdain. "Are you very hungry? Didn't anyone give you yuanbao candles to burn?"

  "I was orphaned at a young age and no one cared about me when I was alive, who will take care of me after I die?!", Zhang Xiaoshan said with tears streaming down his face.

  Zi Tong heard this, silently pulled out a dozen or so spirit coins from his pocket, snapped his fingers and the spirit coins instantly ignited, blue flames burning them into ashes which then reappeared intact in Zhang Xiaoshan's hand.

  "You take this money and use it first!", Zi Tong said lightly, then fixed her eyes on the elevator's indicator light.

  Zhang Xiaoshan only took a glance at the spirit money in his hand, then threw it away and prepared to hug Ziyan's leg, but thinking of Ziyan's protective Buddha light, he immediately withdrew his hand.

  "Sir, please help me find my girlfriend! If the one I love can light a few sticks of incense for my soul, I can rest in peace and be reincarnated!" Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Zi Tong with pleading eyes, his pupils enlarged like those of a spoiled cat.

  "Alright, stop crying!", Ziyan glared at Zhang Xiaoshan.

  Saw a big man, no! It's a big male ghost crying like a woman, it's so annoying. And his entire eyeball turned black, thinking that's cute?! Others won't be charmed to death, but they'll definitely be scared to death!

  "Waaah! Don't! Have some respect! Since you can see I'm crying and feel sorry for me, just agree with me!" Zhang Xiaoshan wiped his nose with his hand and flung the snot onto the elevator.

  "How can you be so heartless?! Shut up quickly! Otherwise, I won't help you find a girlfriend!", Zi Tong kicked Zhang Xiaoshan with one foot.

  Zhang Xiaoshan cried like this and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but Zi Tong knew that the crying sound coming from a ghost's mouth was the ghost night cry, which would scare little friends at midnight.

  When Zhang Xiaoshan heard that Zitian was going to help him find a girlfriend, he became excited and suddenly rushed out from the top of the elevator, only to reappear in front of Zitian after a long time.

  "Sir, will you really help me?" Zhang Xiaoshan rubbed his hands nervously and stared at Zitian, with a runny nose that he licked back into his mouth.