Ghost

After a person died, would they become a ghost?

Why had Senior Sister Ye asked that?

Could it be...

Mo Hua's expression darkened. After thinking briefly, he said to Hua Qianqian, "Senior Sister Qianqian, are there any of Senior Sister Ye Jin's belongings left?"

Hua Qianqian thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Hard to say. Sister Jin'er died by self-immolation. The whole room burned down, and nothing much was left. Even if anything remained, the sect would have collected it and transferred it to the Ye Family."

"Nothing left..."

Mo Hua frowned. After pondering for a moment, inspiration suddenly struck him. "Were there any books? Or Jade Slips?"

"They all burned too..."

"No," Mo Hua said. "Not her own things. Books and Jade Slips she borrowed from the sect."

Hua Qianqian froze, then understood.

Mo Hua said, "Find a way to check the Library Pavilion records. See whether Senior Sister Ye Jin borrowed any books or Jade Slips before this. There may very well be clues in them."

Hua Qianqian looked at Mo Hua in surprise, inwardly full of admiration.

Junior Brother Mo was indeed clever as ice and snow.

Hua Qianqian said, "The Library Pavilion's records are confidential, but I have a younger aunt who serves as an Elder there. I can ask her for a favor. At this time tomorrow, I'll bring you the books and Jade Slips. If I can't get them out, I'll come tell you as well."

Mo Hua nodded. "Alright."

The next day, after finishing his lessons, Mo Hua went early to wait at the foot of the mountain again.

After a while, Hua Qianqian arrived as well, dressed in brocade robes and lovely in appearance.

The two sat side by side beneath a large tree.

Hua Qianqian handed Mo Hua a