"Hmm... well, you are indeed quite pitiful. But you should know that in the eyes of ghosts, living people like us are actually as easy to bully as stray cats and dogs on the street. If you suddenly found that a cat on the street could make eye contact with you, or even communicate with you, wouldn't you keep bothering that cat?" Song Mian used the most direct and straightforward way to describe Qian Xingyue's situation.
Qian Xingyue's mentality collapsed immediately.
"Wow! I was tormented all night, and I stayed up until dawn. I thought the sun had risen, and I should finally be free, right? But I never expected that those ghosts are only afraid of the sun. They will still appear in places without sunlight!"
Qian Xingyue was practically questioning her existence: "They're everywhere—in the toilet, in the teacup, even in the trash can! They keep popping out and crowding around me! Waaah, I can't take it anymore! Especially that lewd middle-aged male ghost from earlier, he kept trying to bully me…!"
If it weren't for the fact that she could only see and hear, but couldn't poke or be touched by ghosts, that lewd middle-aged male ghost would probably have already forced himself on her!
"You do seem to have had a really tough time." Song Mian looked at Qian Xingyue with suspicion: "Miss Qian Xingyue, have you never had a ghost experience before?"
Qian Xingyue was taken aback: "Who in their right mind would have such an experience?!"
“That’s strange. Normally, you didn’t have the ability to see ghosts before, and you were only able to see one of Chen Shubin’s souls because of him. The ability of a low-level ghost to make people see ghosts is limited. You shouldn’t be able to see other ghosts besides Chen Shubin.” Song Mian looked at Qian Xingyue with a puzzled expression.
She had previously discussed the issue of seeing ghosts with Lin Jiaojiao.
Under normal circumstances, people with the ability to see ghosts can see them, and the circumstances of seeing ghosts vary depending on the level of their ability to see ghosts.
Most people with the ability to see ghosts can only see a portion of the ghostly figures. Those with slightly more powerful abilities can see the faces of ghosts clearly, and those with even more powerful abilities can hear ghosts talking or even communicate with them.
However, this was the first time Lin Jiaojiao had ever met someone like her who could directly contact ghosts, and she had never even heard of such a person before.
Lower-level ghosts cannot be seen by anyone other than those with the ability to see ghosts, but they can be seen and communicated with by one or at most two specific individuals.
Other levels of ghosts have a stronger ability to make people see ghosts, but they can only make people see themselves. It is difficult, or rather impossible, for the chosen person to see ghosts other than themselves.
After hearing Song Mian's explanation, Qian Xingyue trembled even more violently: "Then why can I see them all? And I can see these ghosts very clearly, and I can hear them talking. Those ghosts treat me like a toy, scaring me however they want..."
“I don’t know either, but judging from your current situation, it seems like you’ve had your yin-yang eyes forcibly opened,” Song Mian boldly guessed.
In fact, Song Mian was unsure of the current situation.
However, Qian Xingyue's current state perfectly matches the situation of opening her Yin-Yang eyes, so no matter how she looks at it, it's clear that Qian Xingyue has opened her Yin-Yang eyes.
Qian Xingyue was frightened by what Song Mian said.
However, after considering her own situation, Qian Xingyue felt that Song Mian's words made a lot of sense.
"Waaaaah, why did this happen to me? I never wanted any ghost eyes!" Qian Xingyue recalled everything that had happened to her today and tightly gripped Song Mian's arm. "Boss Song, please help me. Let that ghost from last night come to me and heal me. I don't want to see ghosts every day anymore!"
“I want to help you too, but I don’t know where Chen Shubin is.” Song Mian was in a dilemma, but when she saw Qian Xingyue’s desperate expression, her heart still jumped uncontrollably.
Because of Chen Shubin, she already felt that Qian Xingyue was innocent.
Now that Qian Xingyue has been tormented like this, Song Mian felt even more sorry for her.
“I’ll ask my friend Gui to help you look for Chen Shubin. However, given the current situation, I’m not sure if we can find him. You should wait a couple of days.” Song Mian really wanted to help, but she didn’t know Chen Shubin’s location at the moment.
Even if I wanted to ask Jiaojiao for help, I would have to wait until tomorrow.
"What should I do now? If I go out, that male ghost will definitely come back to harass me!" As she spoke, Qian Xingyue looked at Song Mian with pleading eyes: "Boss, please help me and let me stay here with you for the time being."
Song Mian really wanted to tell Qian Xingyue that she also had no way to deal with so many ghosts.
“So far, no ghosts have bothered me in my shop, so you can stay for now. However, it's not free here. You'll need to pay me fifty yuan a day for food, and I'll take care of your meals,” Song Mian said.
"I'll give you five hundred a day! Boss Song, please don't stray too far from me!" Qian Xingyue looked at Song Mian anxiously, her voice filled with unease and urgency.
Seeing that Qian Xingyue was so frightened she was practically out of her wits, Song Mian had no choice but to nod.
Neither Song Mian nor Qian Xingyue dared to rest that night. They waited until dawn the next morning before lying down by the window and sleeping in the sunlight.
Qian Xingyue lived in fear for two nights, and almost immediately fainted as soon as her head touched the pillow.
After carefully checking the house to make sure no ghosts had entered, Song Mian went to sleep next to Qian Xingyue.
That evening, Song Mian told Lin Jiaojiao, who came to the store, about Qian Xingyue's situation.
Lin Jiaojiao's face showed a surprised expression, and she said incredulously, "There is such a thing? It seems that Mr. Chen accidentally opened Miss Qian's yin-yang eyes. I have heard of such situations before. It is a very rare occurrence, which is enough to prove that Miss Qian's constitution is quite sensitive."
This was the first time Qian Xingyue had seen Lin Jiaojiao, such a gentle ghost, and her eyes held a hint of expectation for her: "Then may I ask you, is there any way to shut down my yin-yang eyes?"
Lin Jiaojiao looked troubled and stammered, "I've only ever heard of how to open the Yin-Yang Eyes, but I've never heard of how to close them. I think if we want to solve this problem, we should start with Chen Shubin, the ghost."
"It's all Song Yuan's fault. If he hadn't insisted on involving me in this, I wouldn't have encountered such bad luck." Qian Xingyue became more and more upset as she spoke, and then told Song Mian the whole story.
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