Perhaps Nan Yuanman had been staring at the man for too long, because the man who had been passing by her slowed down, hesitated, and took a bag of QQ candy from his bag, handing it to her: "Eat?"
The man seemed to have not spoken for a long time, his voice was unusually hoarse.
Nan Yuanman paused for a moment, then subconsciously accepted it, saying, "Thank you, Uncle."
Liao Junzhe greeted him, "Brother Chen, you're back?"
Xie Chen gave a low hum, and without stopping, walked past them to the room opposite Liao Junzhe, took out his key and opened the door.
Just as he was about to enter, Nan Yuanman looked at the QQ candy in her hand and called out to him, "Uncle, wait a minute!"
Xie Chen turned around and looked at her indifferently: "What is it?"
The little guy came running over, grabbed his hand with his warm little hand, and stuffed a thin piece of paper into his palm: "Uncle, if you get bothered by anything strange, call this number and I'll come to save you."
Xie Chen glanced down at it; in his palm was an adorable cartoon business card with the words "Nan's Coffin Shop" in large characters.
Xie Chen: "..."
He looked at Nan Yuanman with a complicated expression. Have kids these days become this immature?
He inwardly complained, but outwardly he didn't refuse Nan Yuanman's kindness. Afraid that the cute little girl in front of him would cry if he refused, he said in a low voice, "...Okay."
Seeing that he accepted the business card, Nan Yuanman was satisfied and waved goodbye to him, saying, "Goodbye, Uncle."
Xie Chen: "Goodbye."
He closed the door, and Nan Yuanman and her group entered the elevator. She asked Liao Junzhe curiously, "Big Fat Chicken Brother, how much do you know about that uncle from earlier?"
Liao Junzhe thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said, "I don't know much about him. I only know that his name is Xie Chen and that he used to live with his girlfriend."
"Back then, he wasn't as quiet as he is now; he was quite talkative. Later, his girlfriend apparently had an accident and left, so he's been living alone ever since. He also quit his job and is always cooped up at home."
Liao Junzhe asked curiously, "Little Fairy, why are you suddenly asking about Brother Chen's situation? Could it be that he..."
Nan Yuanman blinked at him innocently, chuckled, and said nothing.
She couldn't very well tell him that Xie Chen was being followed by a pair of legs...
Just a stray cat scared Big Fat Chicken Brother like this. If he knew there really was a ghost in the neighbor's house, then...
Even if she didn't say anything, Liao Junzhe could guess what was going on from her expression, and he froze instantly.
He stammered, touching the amulet he'd put in his pocket, and said, "Little fairy, I... I'll just see you downstairs. I need to go back and pack my things. I'll be staying at my friend's place for the next couple of days..."
He should wait until the fairy maidservant gets rid of the ghost in Brother Chen's house before going back to live there...
Nan Yuanman: "Okay, bye-bye, big brother."
Liao Junzhe escorted Nan Yuanman and Feng Congqian downstairs, then hurriedly returned to his room to pack his things.
Just as she finished packing and came out of her room with her bag, she happened to run into Xie Chen, who was putting the trash out the door.
Upon seeing him, Liao Junzhe recalled Nan Yuanman's unfinished words, his body stiffened slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back.
Xie Chen glanced at him indifferently: "Going on a long trip?"
"Yes." Liao Junzhe quickly replied, "A friend invited me to visit him for a couple of days."
Xie Chen nodded slightly. As he turned to go back into the house, Liao Junzhe couldn't help but remind him, "Brother Chen, if you feel anything unclean clinging to you, be sure to call the number on the business card that girl gave you!"
Xie Chen scoffed at this, didn't reply, and closed the door.
Something dirty?
How could there be anything dirty in this world?
If those things really exist, why... why doesn't Lele want to even look at him?
Xie Chen dragged his heavy body slowly toward the dining table. Therefore, there are no ghosts in this world.
Unbeknownst to him, the pair of legs following behind him moved an inch closer to his heels with their toes…
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Once outside the residential compound, Feng Congqian asked Nan Yuanman, "Was there a ghost with that man just now?"
Nan Yuanman nodded, then shook his head, and said somewhat confusedly, "The one following behind that uncle is half a ghost."
Feng Congqian: "Half a ghost?"
“Yes, it only has a pair of legs, and those legs are only below the calves. It was very close to that uncle.” Nan Yuanman recalled the scene he had just witnessed and said, “It’s the first time I’ve ever seen such a special ghost.”
It feels complete, yet not quite complete.
Feng Congqian took out his phone and asked, "Should we ask Xuan Qingzi?"
Nan Yuanman asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Wouldn't that be too much of a bother for him?"
"No." Feng Congqian called Xuan Qingzi, and after a beep, the call was answered.
Xuan Qingzi's annoyed voice rang out: "What are you trying to do now?"
He had been harassed to death by Feng Congqian during this period. This grown man had no talent or wisdom, yet he insisted on learning from him how to catch ghosts and draw talismans.
Teaching him was incredibly painful for him.
But he couldn't bear to refuse him, because... Feng Congqian had really given too much!
Evil capitalism!
Feng Congqian briefly explained the situation of the ghost with only half a leg that Nan Yuanman had just seen: "What kind of ghost was that?"
Xuan Qingzi: "That might be a 'hanging boot ghost.' It loves to follow people around and act like a ghost. It likes to walk close to people's heels and blow a cool breeze behind their ears to scare them. The person won't be in any danger, but their luck will be a bit low."
"However, bad luck can also bring misfortune. It's best to resolve it as soon as possible. That thing is easy to deal with; just use a paper doll to lure it away."
"What's wrong? Is anyone here being haunted by the 'Hanging Boot Ghost'?"
Nan Yuanman leaned on Feng Congqian's arm, dangling her little feet, and said, "No, it was an uncle I met by chance, and he had half a leg following behind him."
She didn't sense any malice from that half-leg.
If that uncle found out there was a ghost following him, he would probably call her for help... right?
Upon hearing the childish voice, Xuan Qingzi immediately raised his voice, "Oh! Little Yuanman, it's been so long since I've heard your voice! How have you been lately? Do you have time to come to Sanqing Temple? Grandpa Xuan will take you into the mountains!"
"I've been doing pretty well lately, how about you, Grandpa Xuan?" Nan Yuanman chatted away with Xuan Qingzi, the two of them completely ignoring Feng Congqian.
Feng Congqian: "..."
He chuckled silently, but leaned back a little so that Nan Yuanman could lean on him more comfortably.
About half an hour later, Xuan Qingzi hung up the phone with satisfaction. When she turned around, she saw her silly husband walking in, carrying a dirty fish.
Seeing his gaze, she happily held up the grass carp in her hand and said, "Master, I went to help the village at the foot of the mountain collect fish, and they gave me one. Let's cook fish for dinner tonight."
Xuan Qingzi: "...All you ever think about is eating! You'll just eat yourself to death! You're useless!"
Zhang Shimian: "..." Who angered him again?!
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