Chapter 7: The Corpse That Spoke

  At this time, "Soul Realm" is chatting enthusiastically, leisurely cracking melon seeds and chatting about family matters, which is also a pleasure for many people with special abilities.

  Soul Bell: Is General Duck Egg here? @General Duck Egg

  Duck Egg General: Ah, what's up?

  Soul Bell: It's a bit of trouble, can you come over to H City?

  Meow: Why did you call the duck egg and not me? What's wrong, Meow?

  Soul Bell: I found a thread on the deceased, which should be the source of everything. Isn't the duck egg supposed to be able to communicate with spirits? I want him to come and help explore the source.

  Duck Egg General: I'm going to check on train tickets. Which station is closest if we take a motorized cart?

  Soul Bell: Dong Station.

  After bringing in foreign aid, Jiang Zhun had already prepared all the food. I casually picked up a roasted mantou, randomly applied some seafood sauce and stuffed it into my mouth.

  "What's next? There are still four hours before the last subway." Jiang Zhun said, looking at his watch.

  I scratched my head: "Let's take a walk later and buy some things."

  "What to buy?"

  "Soul Bell."

  Jiang Zhun: "......"

  I smiled and said, "Just kidding, just buy a wind chime. Do you know that wind chimes are very spiritual things? During the Ghost Festival in July, if you hang one on your bed, it will definitely ward off evil spirits."

  "I can recall a scientific explanation that sleep paralysis is just a manifestation of insomnia." Jiang Zhun knocked on the table and said seriously.

  "Every cause has its effect." I shook my head and explained with disdain.

  Jiang Zhen helplessly took a big bite of his meat skewer and fell silent. After all, in this line of work, there was still a huge difference between those who understood and those who didn't.

  After having a full dinner, I first called my roommates and told them that I wouldn't be going back tonight, so they shouldn't worry. Zhu Tingting reminded me to be careful and didn't ask much more.

  "Come on, what kind of bell are you looking for?" Jiang Zhun had already settled the bill and was putting his wallet into his pocket while asking.

  "Vermilion, single-layer copper bell." I took out my mobile phone and searched the map on Baidu, "I'm not familiar with H City, just came to university, do you know where there is that kind of old street? The one where you can buy some small trinkets?"

  "Let's go to Xingfang Street."

  Xingfang Street and Metro Line 5 have similar historical stories, but the historical sites here are better preserved. Therefore, the state carried out comprehensive protection of this area at the beginning of its founding, even during those ten years, it did not cause too much damage.

  Got on the bus and sat for over a dozen stops before arriving at the entrance of Xingfang Street.

  At night, the ancient and elegant old street mouth stands tall with a high archway, next to it is a large stone tablet inscribed with the four characters "Southern Song Imperial Street", which looks majestic. At more than 8 o'clock in the evening, when the city is at its most lively, grandfathers and grandmothers wearing short sleeves and long pants sit under the banyan tree in twos and threes to enjoy the cool breeze, young mothers push baby strollers with their husbands for a walk, and mischievous little kids chase each other, laughing continuously.

  I couldn't help but sigh twice: "In a big city, it's rare to see such a pure atmosphere, it's great."

  "I remember there's a handmade crafts store over there, want to take a look?" Jiang Zhun lowered his head, seeking my opinion.

  "Just go." I was about to leave when I suddenly let out a soft "hmm".

  "What's wrong?" Jiang Zhun couldn't help but ask at this voice.

  I looked into the darkness in the corner of the wall, and my nose twitched slightly. I lowered my eyes, thought for a moment, then walked to the wall and took a few steps along the base of the wall.

  Inside the wall is an old-fashioned residential area, which looks like it was built in the 1990s. The exterior has become somewhat outdated, but many residents still live there. I raised my head and looked towards a certain household in the residential area. Suddenly, I grabbed an elderly woman passing by: "Auntie, excuse me for asking, I'm looking for someone. Has any family in this neighborhood recently had a death? I got lost."

  The old lady looked at me and nodded: "Yes, that house, Old Wang's family. Today is the seventh day of his passing. You're his granddaughter, right? Oh my, you've grown so big."

  I lowered my head and pretended to wipe away tears: "Yes, I'm studying abroad and just rushed back today."

  The old lady sighed and held my hand, saying: "Girl, don't cry. Your grandfather passed away very peacefully. Grandma will tell you, go straight ahead from here, and over there is the entrance of our community."

  "Okay, thank you grandma." I walked a few steps and met up with Jiang Zhun.

  "Your grandfather has passed away?"

  "I hurriedly said, 'My grandfather is still alive, don't talk nonsense. Look over there.' I pointed to the dark corner of the wall and whispered, 'Today is the seventh day after his death, Grandfather came back to see us. However, with the protection of the gods in the compound, he can't enter, so he can only take a look from here.'"

  "Oh?" As soon as I said that, Jiang Zhen hurriedly concentrated his mind and sensed the area. Indeed, at the moment his mind touched the corner of the wall, a wave of ancient aura rushed towards him.

  I pressed the Jingming acupoint with my hand, and at the moment I let go, I saw that old man. The old man was looking over here with a flustered expression, as if anxiously shrinking back into the corner of the wall again.

  "It's white," I said.

  An old man's head had a faint white mist rising from it, his face in the mist looked kind and gentle.

  Jiang nodded: "I also felt it, no malice."

  I sighed: "A person lives a lifetime, but in the end can only fall into a cycle of reincarnation, unable to take anything with them, and must start all over again."

  "Let's go." Jiang Zhun patted me on the shoulder and led me away from here.

  Some souls can be captured and dealt with, while others should be left behind to accept the cycle of nature.