Although it was blurry, the ghost's pale face suddenly appeared, which still startled Qi Yefeng.
"Qi Yefeng, you can actually see ghosts?" Song Mian was very surprised.
You should know that, up to this point, she only knows that she can see ghosts!
“Boss, you’ve misunderstood. It’s not that Ye Feng has the ability to see ghosts, but that we want Ye Feng to see ghosts.” Lin Jiaojiao explained after thinking for a moment: “I am a low-level ghost. I don’t have enough power to make the living see me. At most, I can only make some small noises to make the living aware of my existence.”
"Yes, I witnessed firsthand how you caused those supernatural events when I was at the Lin family's house." Song Mian still remembered that Lin Jiaojiao was very angry at the time, causing a huge gust of wind to blow throughout the Lin family's house, and even the light bulbs hanging in the ceiling were flickering.
“Although we ghosts cannot directly touch living people or things in the mortal world, we can cause some supernatural events. Moreover, the higher the level of the ghost, the greater the impact. For example, a mid-level ghost like Mr. Zhou can make people temporarily see our form by performing what you living people call ‘possession’.”
At this moment, Mr. Zhou withdrew his gaze from Qi Yefeng.
Qi Yefeng's eyes glazed over for a moment, then he rubbed his eyes and found that the blurry ghost in front of him had disappeared.
"Strange, I clearly saw a ghost just now..." Qi Yefeng had only said this much when he suddenly felt a piercing pain surge into his mind.
"What's going on?" Song Mian supported Qi Yefeng, feeling that what had just happened was not a coincidence.
Mr. Zhou explained, "As a mid-level ghost, although I can make people see me by my will, this will have a great impact on those who see me, causing them to become mentally unstable."
Song Mian understood: "This means that you've been possessed by a ghost for a long time, and your energy has been depleted."
"Hmm...you could say that." Lin Jiaojiao led the old ghosts to a map not far away. "Take a close look and see where you all want to start playing?"
Seeing the old ghosts examining the map with curiosity, Song Mian went around to the notice board behind the map.
They quickly decided to go to the most thrilling ride in the amusement park: the roller coaster. Song Mian led the old ghosts in the direction of the roller coaster.
The old ghost blinked his big eyes, nodded obediently, and followed Song Mian.
Song Mian led the way, with Qi Yefeng and the other ghosts following her. They first went to ride various thrilling rides in the amusement park.
After the roller coaster, pirate ship, and high-speed motorcycle, came the Ferris wheel and carousel. Song Mian had a great time riding along with these ghosts.
"Mr. Qi, are there a few attractions we haven't tried yet?" Song Mian asked, glancing at Qi Yefeng who was holding a visitor's brochure.
“There’s only one left.” Qi Yefeng pointed in a direction and said to the tall pumpkin haunted house gate not far away: “This haunted house is the last ride we haven’t played in this amusement park. After we finish playing it, we should be able to catch the night fireworks.”
"Isn't this project a bit too stimulating for old men and women?" Lin Jiaojiao stood at the entrance of the haunted house, shrinking back in fear, and tugged at the other elderly ghosts beside her.
She felt that these old ghosts must have died at such a young age, and probably disliked such a scary place, just like her.
To Lin Jiaojiao's surprise, none of the old ghosts showed any fear after hearing her words.
"The severed limbs on the pumpkin head by the door are all placed wrong. The cut of a normal severed limb is not like this." At this moment, an old woman who looked to be in her seventies or eighties pointed to the pumpkin head with her intact right hand, and then looked down at her left arm that had been broken for many years.
"Also, the bloodstains on the pumpkin head are not clear; normal fresh blood wouldn't flow down from this angle."
"This haunted house looks full of holes; there must be even more problems inside," Mr. Zhou muttered to himself, and as he spoke, he walked towards the haunted house.
Seeing the other old ghosts quickly follow, Lin Jiaojiao was completely dumbfounded.
"Waaah, little boss~" Lin Jiaojiao looked at Song Mian with pleading eyes, trying to act spoiled.
Song Mian couldn't help but exclaim, "Seriously, Jiao Jiao? You're a ghost yourself, how can you be afraid of a haunted house?"
“Who says ghosts can’t be afraid of ghosts? Sometimes the things you living people create are much scarier than us ghosts!” Lin Jiaojiao said, pulling on Song Mian’s arm and acting coquettishly, “Little boss, you don’t have to go.”
“That won’t do. So many old ghosts going into the haunted house, what if something happens? If you’re really scared, I’ll have Qi Yefeng stay here with you.” Song Mian looked at the bewildered Qi Yefeng. “You don’t need to go in, just wait here.”
After playing with the old ghosts, Song Mian went home to rest.
The next morning, Song Mian specially bought a lot of tonics and went to the hospital to visit Zhang Guiying.
When Song Mian arrived, Aunt Shen had just taken Zhang Guiying to the garden for a stroll.
The hospital has a garden specifically for patients to stroll in. The air is pleasant and the scenery is breathtaking. At this time of day, the midday sun has not yet risen, and the sunlight shines down, giving people a warm feeling all over their bodies.
Song Mian found Zhang Guiying, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and Aunt Shen, who was pushing her.
"Grandma, I've come to see you." Song Mian's lips curled into a bright smile as she strode towards Zhang Guiying.
Zhang Guiying held Song Mian's hand: "Nannan, how has your work been these past few days? Grandma feels much better. After the surgery, we'll go home and Grandma will live with you and cook you delicious food every day."
Just thinking about those days made Song Mian happy, so she readily agreed and then asked Aunt Shen about Zhang Guiying's recent situation.
Aunt Shen smiled broadly when she mentioned this: "Ever since Grandma Zhang turned off the only cell phone that could contact the Shen family, her overall condition has improved a lot."
Song Mian hadn't expected such a thing to happen, and looked at Zhang Guiying beside her in confusion.
Zhang Guiying looked much better than before. As if she could read Song Mian's mind, she took Song Mian's hand first and said, "Good girl, Grandma has figured things out since what happened last time. The Song family is not worth our effort, so there is no need for us to have any more contact with them. I have already thrown away the old phone card and told the hospital not to let the Song family come and bother me again."
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