Chapter 2: Combing Hair

  "Where is it? I can't see it?" The fat boy's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

  Tian Qi didn't say a word, he pointed to the crotch of Pao's pants. He had gotten several bottles of "cow tears" from his friends, which were said to allow one to see ghosts when applied to the eyes, but he had never tried it before.

  Tian Qi slowly entered the bedroom, as for Chou Shen, he had already made arrangements and was waiting here without moving, because he had precognitive abilities, although they weren't very reliable, but just in case something really happened, he might be the first to know. Tian Qi originally didn't want Fatso to follow him in, but this guy refused to agree, and in the end, he couldn't do anything about it.

  The woman didn't make any other movement, just standing there, staring at the headboard, wondering if the middle-aged man was seeing his wife in his dreams now.

  Three meters, two meters... Even though he had seen many ghosts before, Tianqi's heart was still a bit tense. What was even more annoying was that the fat man's hand was tightly grasping Tianqi's, squeezing it painfully. The fat man was now even more tense, and if Tianqi turned his head around, he would have discovered that the fat man's face was already covered in cold sweat.

  Just when they were about one meter apart, the woman's hand suddenly rose up.

  Tian Qi stopped in his tracks, his heart skipping a beat as it rose to his throat. This was the closest he had ever been to a ghost before. The fat man's body was trembling uncontrollably at this point, but he didn't dare make any big movements, fearing that he would startle the female ghost in front of him.

  The woman lifted her hand but put it on her own head, then started combing her own hair, without any other action, repeatedly combing up and down.

  At this time, the most anxious were Tian Qi and Pao Zi. If the female ghost had any other movements, they could still deal with them randomly. However, the red-clothed long-haired female ghost in front of them just kept combing her hair. Her hair was really beautiful, black and shiny, even at night it sparkled with a luster.

  "If I could see her from the front, she must be a beauty," the fat boy muttered to himself.

  He might have thought there was no particular danger, and Fatso became less tense, but unexpectedly Tianqi pinched him hard, almost making him cry out in pain.

  For safety's sake, Tian Qi did not make any further moves and retreated quietly with the fat man. Then the three of them watched the woman for an entire night, during which she didn't make any other movements except constantly combing her hair with her hands, just like what the middle-aged man had described.

  Tian Qi did not rush to a conclusion, but instead observed continuously for three days. However, the situation was the same every day. If there was any difference, it was that the frequency at which the woman combed her hair with her hands was gradually increasing.

  "This woman is really something, wanting to do what she wants in her dreams and talk to her husband about it, but no, she has to make us guess back and forth. Just because of this one order, we've already turned down several others!" Fatso was a businessman, so he naturally thought of completing this order as soon as possible to get the next one.

  "Perhaps it's not that she doesn't want to say it, but rather that she can't say it?" Chou said after a moment of deep thought.

  Actually, Tian Qi had thought of this too. Given his past experiences with ghosts, it was true that he had only heard a ghost make a sound once before, but even then, it wasn't really speaking, more like wailing.

  Of course, even so, Tian Qi couldn't be certain that all ghosts were unable to make sounds, because he hadn't seen many.

  The last three people thought and thought but couldn't think of a solution, the one who tied the bell must be the one to untie it, they decided to find that middle-aged man again for a good talk.

  Chapter Five: The Truth Revealed

  Three days have passed and things still haven't been resolved. The middle-aged man has become even more haggard, which makes Tian Qi feel somewhat guilty, after all it's because they lack experience.

  "Mr. Zhang, after our three-day observation, we feel that your wife seems to be looking for something? Think about what she liked very much before her death but didn't bring with her?" Tian Qi only knew the middle-aged man's surname was Zhang and didn't know his full name, which he didn't mind; if the client didn't volunteer the information, he wouldn't ask.

  "She is an editor of a publishing house, not a woman who loves vanity. Although I have the ability to buy her many luxury goods, she usually just likes to raise some flowers and plants to cultivate her temperament. For those gold and silver jewelry, unless it's necessary on special occasions, she rarely wears them. The few that I do have, I've kept them all, but I think these are definitely not what she wants to take away."

  Recalling these things makes middle-aged men feel sad, it can be seen that their husband and wife's feelings are very good.

  On the other hand, the fat man suddenly let out a deep sigh at this time, recalling his failed marriage. If only he had such a wife too.

  "You think again, based on my experience, your wife must have something she wanted to take away but didn't take away, and it's something she liked very much when she was alive." Among the three people, only Fatty had been married, what he said wasn't unreasonable, the middle-aged man also nodded, and fell into reminiscence again.

  "She's always combing her hair, but there's no comb in her hand. Isn't that a bit abnormal?" Qiu Shen said.

  When he heard Qiu Shen's words, the middle-aged man seemed to have suddenly thought of something. On the day he and his wife went to get their marriage certificate, he had bought her a sandalwood comb, but it had been so long ago that he was about to forget.

  After everyone's discussion again, it was confirmed that this comb should be what his wife was looking for. The middle-aged man hurried back home to find it.

  But half a day later he came with a phone call, the comb was not found, and almost turned the house upside down.

  "Ah!" Tian Qi had just hung up the phone when a shout suddenly came from upstairs. He recognized it as Qiu Shen's voice.

  When he went upstairs, he found that Chou Shen was rolling on the ground with his hands covering his head. The fat man was frightened by this sudden situation and was about to make an emergency call.

  "No...no need...to hit me, I'm fine," Qiu Shen struggled to say.

  Tian Qi and Pangzi carried him onto the bed. At this time, his headache had improved a lot, but his body looked very weak.

  "What's going on? Have you had headaches before?" Tian Qi looked at Ou Shen's expression, seemingly unsurprised by his own headache.

  Chou Shen didn't say a word, nodded slightly, indicating that they should leave him alone for a while.

  The first single hasn't been resolved yet, and Qiu Shen suddenly has a condition, Pangzi is a bit worried. He asked Tianqi several times if he wanted to call 120, headache is not a small matter, don't delay the illness.

  Tian Qi hesitated, but with his deep understanding of Chou, although he rarely spoke, he had a good grasp of things in his heart and was not the kind of person who would take his own life lightly.

  Half an hour later, Qiu Shen walked out of the bedroom, his face still looking a bit pale. He saw Pangzi and Tianqi's inquiring eyes.

  "I'm fine, it's just an old problem."

  "Have you been to the hospital?" Tian Qi asked with concern.

  "You little rascal, don't hide anything from us. Now we're all in the same boat, if you've got some incurable disease, you'd better tell us so we can be mentally prepared." The fatty said seriously.

  "You jinx!" Tian Qi was speechless. This former middle school classmate of his really knew how to humiliate him, making even good words sound bad coming from his mouth.

  "I'm fine and don't need to go to the hospital, top experts in the world have examined me and found no illness, except for occasional headaches, which do not harm my body, so there's no need to worry."

  "This guy is weird, his illness is weird too... he's a freak!" Fatso muttered under his breath.

  Qiu Shen, since nothing was wrong, Tian Qi also put his mind at ease. For now, there were still some unprocessed orders, so he let Qiu Shen watch the store while Pang Zi drove to the middle-aged man's home. They wanted to help him find that sandalwood comb.

  Chapter 6 Section 1 Completed

  On the road, Tian Qi wasn't worried about not being able to find the comb. He believed it must be somewhere in the house; otherwise, Zhang's wife wouldn't keep appearing in the room. What he was worried about was how to give the comb to his wife after finding it. In folk custom, they would burn it with fire, thinking that this way the deceased could receive and use it in another world.

  Tian Qi has not tried to verify it, but so far there is no result. Mao Shan Dao Chang, Ma Shi Long Zu, these figures and forces that appear in legends, he has not encountered them yet. The Western Exorcist clan is only recorded in ancient books, and whether they really existed in human history is now unknown.

  "What are you thinking about? Did you guess where the comb would be?" Fatso looked at Tianqi, who was sitting in the passenger seat and hadn't said a word since they set off, looking a bit bored.

  Hearing what Fatso said, Tian Qi came back to his senses and shook his head lightly. Now thinking about these things was useless, they were all things that could be encountered but not sought after, even if there was a predestined arrangement in the dark. He mainly just needed to move forward according to his own thoughts and wishes.

  At this moment, Chou Shin in the company, headache but once again broke out, more severe than the first time, he struggled upstairs, but in the room entrance fainted.

  At almost the same moment, in a space different from the human world, in a magnificent great hall, a man of similar age to Qiu also suffered from a headache.

  "Damn it, one day I'll cut off our connection and kill him with my own hands!" The young man's eyes were filled with anger and pain, his face flushed red. His attendants beside him knelt down in fear, their bodies trembling with terror.

  Tian Qi and Pao Zi's matter was handled exceptionally smoothly, the comb was under the bed in the bedroom, and then at Tian Qi's suggestion, the comb would be directly placed into the grave. This was just a try, Tian Qi left himself a way out, he told the middle-aged man that the deceased received their belongings in different ways, not necessarily all had to be burned with fire.

  He was lucky that after a few days passed, the middle-aged man's wife never appeared in the bedroom again, and half of the payment had already been transferred into the company account.

  Chou Shen had another headache, but he didn't tell Tian Qi and the others. When they came back that day, he was already awake, except for a pale face, there were no other conditions.

  "Let's go, we're not taking any more orders today. We'll relax and I'll treat you two to a hot spring and massage!" The first order was completed, and 20,000 yuan was deposited into his account. Li Gang was overjoyed, this business made money much easier than others.

  But just as the three of them were going downstairs and preparing to go out, another person came to visit.

  "I am a police officer." The fat man wanted to tell him that he wouldn't take any orders today, but when he heard this sentence, the words stuck in his throat.