Chapter 46 But am I not already dead?

Yu Xiaoluo lightly tapped her finger, and a warm light enveloped the female ghost before fading away.

Perhaps it was because of this warm feeling that she seemed to calm down a lot and was less agitated.

"Miss, we don't know any Wen Ruqian, and we don't want to harm you. We just want to help you."

The female ghost seemed to sense the friendliness in Yu Xiaoluo's tone, and grief welled up from her heart. Large drops of bloody tears slid down from under her veil.

"Can you really help me?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"Okay, you go first. I'll do my best to help you."

The female ghost remained silent for a long time before slowly recounting her story, "My surname is Shen, and I am a young lady from a wealthy family. My father was a prefect. On my way back from praying for a marriage at the temple, I encountered a scholar who had fainted. I saved him and gave him some silver. The scholar was poor and destitute, but handsome and learned. I was quite fond of him. Moreover, by chance, I met him after praying for a marriage, and I thought we were destined to be together."

"After that, I went against my parents' wishes and got together with him. He said that as long as I passed the imperial examination, he would come and marry me. With this promise, I was able to convince my parents. They were helpless because of my infatuation and had no choice but to agree. After that, we supported him with all our might and secretly helped him to smooth things over. He lived up to our expectations, passed the imperial examination, and wrote to me saying that he would hold a wedding banquet when he returned, and set a date. So our family held a wedding banquet on that day, and Wen Ruqian arrived as scheduled."

"But little did I know that this day would be the day our family fell into hell. A large number of soldiers surrounded our mansion and dug up evidence of treason in our backyard. All 106 members of my family were executed, including me. Wen Ruqian, on the other hand, was promoted to a high position because of his meritorious report. Fearing that our spirits would seek revenge, he sealed our souls in calligraphy and paintings, some of which were destroyed and our souls were scattered."

"Because this painting was an authentic work by a famous artist, he couldn't bear to destroy it. He gave it to an official as a favor. The official liked the painting very much, but it was too yin in nature, which caused him to die young. The painting was then buried in the tomb with his body."

“It wasn’t until a tomb robber took the painting out of the tomb that I was able to see the light of day again. But I was still sealed inside the painting, tormented day after day for hundreds of years. I hate it so much. I must find Wen Ruqian and make him suffer the torment of imprisonment and darkness!”

At this point, everyone finally understood why the female ghost was trapped in the painting.

Yu Xiaolu pondered for a moment, "Miss Chen, I can lift your veil. Although I can't resolve your resentment, I can help you find Wen Ruqian."

"Really? Thank you." Although Miss Shen was a ghost with deep resentment, she was also a ghost with a conscience. She only wanted to break free from the imprisonment she was under.

Yu Xiaolu walked straight up to Miss Shen and extended her hand.

Yu Jiangbai's heart was in his throat. Could he touch the veil that had imprisoned the female ghost for hundreds of years?

"Luo Luo—"

The moment her fingers touched the red veil, it suddenly started to smoke, and Yu Xiaoluo took it off herself.

The lid turned to ash in her hand and disappeared everywhere.

Seeing that Yu Xiaoluo was alright, Yu Jiangbai and Lao Hei breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone can see Miss Shen's face. Her appearance is just like when she was alive, as dignified and beautiful as the woman in the painting. However, her eyes are red and her lips are black, so she is not as terrifying as a typical evil spirit.

At the same time, Miss Shen can now see everyone's faces.

She was so moved that she shed tears of blood.

Yes, she has been hidden by a red veil for hundreds of years, living in darkness and trapped in the painting. Now, although she is still trapped in the painting, she can finally see.

"Thank you, young lady—"

Yu Xiaoluo looked at Lao Hei, "Brother Hei, it will take time to find Wen Ruqian's current reincarnation. I'll take this painting back first. Once Miss Shen's matter is settled, this painting will be safe. At that time, you can keep it in the shop or sell it normally. It won't hurt anyone anymore."

"Okay, then I'll leave this to you. Thank you, little sister Luo Luo."

Yu Xiaoluo took out a few talismans and gave them to Lao Hei. "Brother Hei, keep these talismans. Use one a day. After burning them, drink the ashes with water. Drink this for three days and you'll be fine."

Old Hei accepted the talisman with heartfelt gratitude. He was also thankful that he had met Luo Luo; otherwise, his life would have been in grave danger once again. He would definitely bring the grand gift to the banquet in a few days.

So, after saying goodbye to Lao Hei, Yu Xiaoluo and her brother took the painting back home.

Miss Shen was seeing this different world for the first time and was very curious, so she stuck her head out of the car window.

Yu Xiaoluo had no choice but to pull her head back, saying, "You're likely to cause a traffic accident like this."

What is a traffic accident?

"That's right, sigh—it's because I was afraid of you that my heart was racing, my hands were shaking, and the car crashed into another car, or the car hit someone. These are all traffic accidents."

"Impossible. Although I am a ghost, I am a proper ghost. They didn't find it strange when they saw me, and they even whistled at me."

Ah, thanks to the historical drama craze.

Therefore, when people see people dressed in ancient costumes, even if they are made up to look like ghosts, everyone is used to it.

Anyway, she didn't harm or scare anyone, so we let her be.

She ignored Miss Chen and dozed off against the car window.

However, their car was soon warned by a police car, "Pull over, pull over, driver of Kangba XXX333, pull over!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Jiangbai realized that the car being referred to was his own. Not knowing what had happened, he quickly pulled over and stopped the car.

Yu Xiaoluo also came to her senses, feeling somewhat bewildered, unsure of what had happened or whether they were being asked to stop.

After the car stopped, two traffic police officers came over. Yu Jiangbai rolled down the window and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

The traffic policeman ignored him and pointed upwards, saying, "Hey, you there, it's too dangerous for you to be standing like that. How can you be such a grown man with no sense of safety?"

Yu Xiaolu looked up subconsciously and saw a small crack in the skylight, with a section of her skirt swaying in the breeze.

It has no feet.

She immediately realized what was going on and quickly opened the car door, only to find Miss Shen sitting on the back of the car with her eyes closed, enjoying the cool night breeze while muttering to herself.

"The night breeze is so refreshing. I never imagined that freedom could feel so good. I've been confined to this cramped place day and night, my soul restless and uneasy. I never thought that this day would finally bring me clarity—"

"Hey, what are you babbling about? Get down here right now," another traffic policeman said impatiently.

Yu Jiangbai was also stunned. "Um—Miss Chen, that's dangerous. You could easily fall and die—"

Miss Shen suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes bloodshot. "But aren't I already dead?"