There Will Always Be Cloudy and Clear Days in the World

Outside the psychological rehabilitation room of the psychiatry department at Jiangliu City Central People's Hospital.

Liu Haoyu knocked on the door and then walked in.

It was a quite clean ward, with white curtains dividing the room into several sections.

For the patients' mental well-being, the walls were painted a warm, pale yellow, and there was no pungent smell of disinfectant in the air.

Instead, it was a refreshing mint scent, which helped to relieve the patients' tense nerves considerably.

Old Wang was still lying on the hospital bed, his eyes wide open, his expression vacant.

Liu Haoyu walked to the bedside and said, "Old Wang, I've come to see you."

But upon hearing Liu Haoyu's words, Old Wang shot up from the bed.

His bloodshot pupils were fixed on Liu Haoyu, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

After staring for a long time, Old Wang spoke in a trembling voice, "Ghost..."

Liu Haoyu patted his shoulder and pushed him back down.

"There are no ghosts in this world, don't scare yourself."

He then took another Calming Talisman from his pocket and placed it on Old Wang's forehead.

This type of talisman could help calm the victim's expression, and at the same time, Liu Haoyu put his hand in his pocket.

He felt the lock of hair and asked, "Can this restore him to his original state?"

"..."

Liu Xiaoxiao appeared, but she maintained her vacant expression and then shook her head.

Seeing this, Liu Haoyu could only sigh.

"Old Wang, let me ask, do you know where the basement of that haunted house is?"

This was just a tentative question; Liu Haoyu hadn't really expected to get any answer from the now-mad Old Wang.

However, something unexpected happened. Old Wang's pupils contracted, and he recoiled.

"No! No! I clearly saw that basement before! Then it disappeared! It ran away! It ran away!"

"I don't want to go to the basement! I don't want to go to the basement!"

"Let me go! Let me out!!"

"..."

Seeing Old Wang becoming increasingly agitated, to avoid unnecessary trouble, Liu Haoyu burned the Calming Talisman on his forehead and directly stuffed it into his mouth.

Immediately, Old Wang lay down peacefully.

"It seems unlikely he'll regain his sanity."

Liu Haoyu walked out of the ward and spoke to the air.

"Do you see this patient?"

"..."

The white-clad Fierce Ghost remained silent, unable to respond.

Her residual soul didn't understand guilt, but hearing Liu Haoyu's words, she knew she had done something wrong.

So, she lowered her head, like a child who had made a mistake.

"I was wrong..."

"Once something happens, admitting fault is meaningless. If admitting fault were useful, what would be the point of the police?"

"I was wrong..."

Liu Xiaoxiao still maintained that vacant appearance.

Liu Haoyu looked at her like this and didn't say anything further.

As expected, it was difficult to communicate between humans and ghosts. Qin Liu was purely an exception to the exception.

"I'll take you to see your parents. They are also in this hospital."

After speaking, Liu Haoyu headed towards another department of the hospital.

Liu Haoyu remained silent throughout the journey. It wasn't until he reached another ward that he spoke again.

"Your mother, Liu Yongzhen, is in here."

With that, Liu Haoyu walked into the ward.

In this ward lay a woman with swollen, tear-filled eyes and a face full of wrinkles.

Seeing that she was asleep, Liu Haoyu placed the last lock of hair under her pillow.

After finishing all that, Liu Haoyu turned and left the ward.

He came to the area outside the ward and, listening to the sobbing of the Fierce Ghost in white inside, he really wanted to light a cigarette.

But seeing the "No Smoking" sign in the hallway, he silently put his cigarette back.

Just as he was about to leave, someone hugged him tightly from behind.

"Thank you..."

As the sobbing voice faded, Liu Haoyu felt the arms holding him grow lighter and lighter, until finally they completely vanished like a puff of smoke.

Liu Haoyu said nothing, simply turning and leaving the place in silence.

There will always be times of sunshine and rain in this world.

"Brother Hao!!"

When Liu Haoyu arrived at Elder Deng's folk custom shop, a youthful and beautiful girl rushed out from inside and clung tightly to him.

Deng Xiaolin's small hands squeezed Liu Haoyu's neck, and she said with a grin, "I missed you so much!"

"I think you missed me dying."

Liu Haoyu almost fainted from the girl's grip. After prying her hands off, he took a few breaths and said, "Where's your grandpa?"

When Deng Xiaolin heard he wasn't looking for her, her cheeks immediately puffed out, and she pointed unhappily into the shop.

"My grandpa is minding the shop."

"Alright."

With that, Liu Haoyu, the heartless and cool man, bypassed Deng Xiaolin and walked into the shop.

Elder Deng was sitting inside. He looked up as Liu Haoyu entered, and his aged voice rang out.

"Xiao Liu, my granddaughter can be a bit mischievous, thank you for looking after her."

"Not at all."

Liu Haoyu naturally didn't mind. He handed Elder Deng a cigarette.

"Xiaolin has always been very well-behaved."

Elder Deng took the cigarette and lit it, saying, "I know whether she's well-behaved or not."

"Hee hee~"

Deng Xiaolin hid behind Liu Haoyu, her face looking completely innocent.

It was clear that Elder Deng had found out about her and Liu Haoyu going ghost hunting earlier.

However, although this old man was strict, he was primarily concerned.

After all, compared to Deng Xiaolin adventuring alone, having an experienced ghost exorcist like Liu Haoyu accompany her made Elder Deng feel a little more at ease.

Moreover, after this incident, Deng Xiaolin no longer clamored to go on adventures and had become much more settled.

It truly proved the saying, "It's better to guide than to block."

"Xiao Liu, I'm already having someone get the silver mirror you wanted. It'll take some time."

Silver mirrors themselves weren't difficult to obtain, but consecrated silver mirrors were indeed troublesome.

This required professional personnel to perform the consecration and exorcism.

"Thank you, Elder Deng."

Hearing that he could get the silver mirror, Liu Haoyu was naturally quite happy.

However, beyond that, he had a more important matter to discuss with Elder Deng.

"Elder Deng, you've lived in Jiangliu City for so many years, do you know a famous family's daughter named Qin Liu?"

As a man over sixty, Elder Deng had naturally lived through the 80s. So, if Qin Liu was from a prominent family in the vicinity, he should have heard of her one way or another.

"Qin Liu?"

After thinking for a long time, Elder Deng eventually shook his head and said, "No, I haven't heard of her."

After receiving his answer, Liu Haoyu was a bit disappointed, but he didn't get discouraged. He turned and asked, "What about the rumors of the haunted house on the outskirts of the city?"

"..."

This time, Elder Deng fell silent.

He took a drag from his cigarette and said, "I do."

Elder Deng didn't know where Liu Haoyu lived, nor did he know that the haunted house he and Deng Xiaolin had visited that night was the one.

He seemed to recall some painful past event, and his expression turned a bit somber.

"Twenty years ago, I entered that haunted house with five ghost exorcists..."