CHAPTER 222: CHAPTER 195

The firefighter ghost was clearly stunned.

At the sight of a strange man in his own home, only one reason instantly flashed through his mind.

No guest would stay in someone else’s house at this time.

Especially not a man.

Seeing this man act as if he were at home, he understood immediately.

He touched his chest, which could be easily penetrated, feeling a little sad.

But soon he shook his head again.

It’s nothing, just a remarriage, right?

Remarrying is normal!

You can’t let them, an orphan and a widow, live a hard life.

Besides, his wife was not even thirty when she became a widow; it was really hard on her.

The firefighter ghost kept comforting himself in his heart, even though remarrying just after a few months seemed a bit fast. But then again, someone could take care of his loved ones, so he could rest assured to reincarnate.

Even though this man seemed a bit older than his wife.

It’s okay, as long as it’s her own choice.

He just wanted to take one last look...

With this thought, the firefighter ghost floated into the bedroom, but upon seeing the person lying on the bed in the moonlight, he was stunned.

"Who the hell are you?"

He couldn’t help but shout.

Fortunately, now as a ghost, no one could see him no matter what he said or did.

So even though his voice was loud, it only transformed into a cold wind blowing past the man and woman beside him.

The middle-aged woman, who was in deep sleep, was blown half-awake.

"What’s going on, why is it so cold tonight," she mumbled with her eyes closed, then tried to tug the quilt over herself, but faced resistance.

She didn’t need to open her eyes to know it was definitely her dead husband, who always took half of the quilt and pressed down the other half every night.

Thinking of this, she sat up with a jolt.

She startled the firefighter ghost.

He thought this human heard him speak.

But looking at the direction she was facing...

The firefighter ghost dismissed this guess.

The woman stared at the man beside her for a while, finally saying angrily, "You damn you, always hogging the quilt!"

Then she kicked him in the butt, sending him straight to the floor.

The man had just returned from the bathroom and wasn’t in a deep sleep, so he was directly scared silly. He sat on the ground for a long time, and he still heard her telling him to get up and close the living room window.

He seemed accustomed to all this, so he reacted only for a moment before getting up without a word and heading to the living room.

Only the firefighter ghost couldn’t control his emotions.

He first thought his wife had remarried, hence the strange man at home. But now there was an unfamiliar woman intimately close to him... something was seriously wrong.

Moreover, he searched the bedroom several times but couldn’t find anything related to his wife.

It was as if... she had never lived here.

Could she have sold the house?

The firefighter ghost knew he had no way of knowing.

As he finally calmed down and sat in a corner, unintentionally looking up, he discovered a shocking truth.

Looking at the strange calendar in front of him, he finally realized something.

He looked down at his clothes, and then at those in the wardrobe.

After his death, somehow, he had been trapped on the bus, and he thought he had been there for just a few months, but actually... over thirty years had passed.

...

The other departing ghosts were in a similar situation, some even having passed away for a longer time.

None of their family members were still alive.

Those fortunate enough to encounter a ghost messenger left without attachments to reincarnate.

But several others had nowhere to go, not knowing how to reincarnate on their own. After wandering for a night, they hurried to Mu Yunchu’s place before dawn.

But in the end, it was in vain.

Seeing the sun rise, they needed to find a place to hide, but in Mu Yunchu’s store, without her permission, any ghost stepping in would be obliterated, so they only dared to watch from afar.

Then they noticed, with sharp eyes, a long-abandoned empty house diagonally behind the store.

...

Finally, there was Wei Xianzhong from the Special Administration Bureau.

Like those people, he was also left with a door slammed in his face.

"But..." as soon as the words fell, as if afraid the other side might turn and leave immediately, he said quickly, "She’s not far from this street right now."

Ye Zhixia remembered the words Mu Yunchu left him when the third person came to find him, to tell them where Mu Yunchu was.

Wei Xianzhong looked at the found address and fell into deep thought.

"Elder Wei, could this be a trap?"

His team member expressed some concern.

Not being home and leaving clues for them to find her seemed like a premeditated act.

"Could she already know we’re investigating her?"

This team member wasn’t very old, but he hadn’t been by Wei Xianzhong’s side for a short time either, so he could converse with him.

It seemed that others either hadn’t noticed the issue or didn’t dare to offer their suggestions.

This team member was also Wei Xianzhong’s most satisfactory one, almost to be called his apprentice, also from the Taoist lineage, named Gao Chen.

Wei Xianzhong also thought of this possibility.

But he didn’t plan to back down.

"Since someone is waiting for us, wouldn’t it be rude if we didn’t go?"

So they headed in great numbers to the location Mu Yunchu gave.

The address was a nearby residential area. They stated that they were looking for someone and provided the apartment number, which the security at the gate allowed them to pass.

But what they didn’t expect was that just after driving in and not even having parked steadily downstairs, they were met with a familiar face they had never seen in real life before.

It was Mu Yunchu.

Wei Xianzhong, sitting in the car, saw her and was confused, "Who is the person next to her...?"

Ever since seeing Li Shang, Gao Chen’s reaction had been off.

Wei Xianzhong seemed to have sensed it, so he turned back to look at him before finishing his sentence.

Finding his expression complicated with seriousness and confusion.

So he asked, "What, do you feel this person isn’t quite right?"

He naturally was asking about Li Shang.

The usually very respectful person upon hearing Wei Xianzhong’s question, surprisingly didn’t answer immediately.

The reason was that he couldn’t quite answer it.

"I smell something off about her."

"Something off?" Wei Xianzhong asked.

He was well aware of this team member’s high talent.

"Yes," Gao Chen nodded, retracting his gaze, "but there’s something very weird."