Peeping Tom

  The next day, as soon as my uncle left, I sneaked out of the house and took advantage of my leave to get things done.

  In order for this ghostly gentleman beside me to avoid sunlight, I took a taxi to find the driver's residence as soon as I went out.

  According to the survey, the young man's home is in a low-rent house in the suburbs. There is also a retired father at home, but the old man has long since severed his relationship with his son after learning that he was not doing well.

  All along the way, there was no one around when I got off the bus. I held up my umbrella and looked around, sighing: "What a backward residential area!"

  "Hmm, it seems that this place has already been planned as a demolition area." Ming Yan stood under the umbrella and continued my words, but there was no disgust in his eyes, just a very ordinary look. He, who had died for hundreds of years, seemed to be able to truly achieve being unmoved by external events, admirable!

  The so-called affordable housing is actually the old building that is about to be relocated, those who can't afford a house live in such cheap places to shelter from the wind and rain. It's said that during Japan's rule over Northeast China, this old building was once the residence of high-ranking commanders! Of course, it's just hearsay, but the quality of these civilian houses is indeed very solid and durable.

  It's just that the exterior looks rough, with red bricks exposed outside, some households have replaced them with aluminum alloy windows, while others are wooden windows, which are basically rotten. Moreover, the streets are occasionally active with old people, who should be unwilling to move away from their old homes.

  Ming Yan was not convenient to move around, so I let him hide in the doorway, and I found an old man to ask about Liu Sheng's address.

  The old man's eyes were first filled with vigilance, but when he saw that I was a naive little girl without any ulterior motives, he directly told me.

  I was happy to thank and turn around to find Ming Yan when the old man called me back, making me look at him in confusion.

  "Little girl, I don't know what brings you here, but seeing your kind face, you don't seem like an evil person. Still, let me remind you of something. If it's not important, it's best not to provoke Old Liu. Those who go to find him almost get into trouble and nearly lose their lives. Especially recently, many people have visited his home, openly and secretly, but they all end up in bad luck. You're just a little girl, so be careful." The old man warned me very cautiously.

  I smiled gratefully and said I had no ill intentions, but just visited the old man for some trivial matters.

  The old man looked at me with some worry after hearing this, and finally sighed helplessly and left.

  As I watched the old man's back disappear, I couldn't help but furrow my brow. Was it just the police, or had someone else also come to find Liu Sheng's family?

  With a worried look, he walked towards the stairs and emerged from the corridor entrance. His figure was two steps away from me, and his face showed a faintly anxious expression. He said: "This matter is indeed somewhat suspicious, it seems that this Liu Sheng still has secrets, and they seem to be very crucial, making those people very apprehensive."

  I was amazed because he actually heard our conversation at such a far distance. Is this the difference between ghosts and humans? "Did you hear that?"

  "As long as I want to listen, there's nothing I can't hear. After all, 500 years of cultivation isn't for nothing." He nodded with a smile and looked up at the shadows outside, "Let's go, you hold the umbrella yourself, I'll walk in the shadows, this season's sunlight is too strong."

  He disappeared from my sight and reappeared in a nearby shadow, smiling at me and waving his hand.

  The address didn't need to be told, anyway he heard it all, and we soon arrived at the entrance of a red brick building. The old-fashioned building had no anti-theft door, and you could enter the corridor directly. The corridor was quite clean, with only small advertisements plastered on the walls.

  We stopped in front of room 301 on the third floor, and Ming Yan retreated behind me. I knocked several times but no one answered, my heart racing with anxiety, wondering if we had made a wasted trip, or maybe they had gone out.

  Looking back at Ming Yan, Ming Yan slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at the iron gate in front of us. Suddenly, he widened his eyes and pulled me backward. He turned around and stuck me to the wall, while he was stuck to my body, that pose was extremely ambiguous.

  My face turned red as I wanted to push him away, just then the big iron gate was suddenly pushed open from inside, an old man holding a vegetable knife came out with a fierce look.

  "They all said, I've already broken up with that little brat Wang, how come they still keep coming to my door...". He stopped halfway through his sentence because he saw me stuck to the wall, shrinking my neck and staring at him. At first, he was stunned, then he said: "How is it a yellow-haired kid? Who are you?"

  I finally experienced the feeling of being held at knifepoint. Being at someone's mercy is exactly how I feel right now. I glanced gratefully at Ming Yan, secretly letting out a breath of relief. Fortunately, he had just caught on, otherwise I wouldn't have just been injured, but might have even lost my life.

  I didn't dare to go over, but instead stuck close to the wall with a somewhat stiff and fake smile. "Elderly gentleman, can you please put down your weapon? I'm from the funeral home, here to verify the situation and need you to sign something."

  This reason seems quite convincing, at least the somewhat reckless old man in front of me believed it. Because our information shows that Liu Laoye and his son have cut off their relationship, so currently Liu Sheng's body is coincidentally frozen in our funeral home. Cremation requires a family member's signature, it can't be done randomly.

  "Funeral home..." Old Man Liu looked at the document I showed him, hesitated, then looked at the thing in his hand and smiled awkwardly. He tossed the kitchen knife aside, "Come on in, say what you have to say quickly, this place has already become a hub of trouble, it's better if you, a young girl, don't get involved."