Qianqian's Cause of Death

I looked at Qianqian and asked her, "Can you tell me how exactly you died?

Uncle Liu said you called home the day before, and by the next night, you said you were murdered."

Qianqian shook her head and said she didn't know. I said, "How is that possible?

You don't even know how you died? You said you were murdered, there must have been a process!"

Qianqian kept shaking her head and said, "I don't know how I died either. I just remember I went out with classmates that day.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a well, and my corpse was floating on the water.

At first, I didn't dare to believe I was dead. I was both shocked and terrified.

Later, I saw weeds in the well passing through my body, and that's when I knew I was dead.

Then I wanted to get out. When I floated up, I was struck down by a yellow light.

Then I tried several times, and the result was the same.

Then I couldn't accept the fact that I was dead, so I got very angry, and then I lost consciousness.

When I regained consciousness, I found my body seemed to be solid again."

After Qianqian finished recounting her experiences, I only half-understood.

Then I asked Qianqian, "What do you mean by not having a solid body, and then having a solid body again?"

Before Qianqian could reply, Nangong Yiyi's voice came:

"This situation is called mutation. It refers to some people who have just died experiencing changes in their souls due to shock.

If a ghost wants to cultivate, there must be yin energy at the place where it died. This is a prerequisite.

Take me as an example. Another situation is artificially creating 'Ghost Cultivators.'

This involves sealing a living person in a place until they die.

Then, using some sealing techniques to trap the soul. This will cause the person's soul to mutate.

Of course, the success rate is very low, only a small portion can succeed.

But if successful, the caster can control the soul of the deceased.

After controlling it, the consciousness on the soul is erased, or it's made to lose consciousness on its own.

Then, it's fed with yin energy. To a certain extent, the soul can be made to do things for them.

After hearing Nangong Yiyi's words, I seemed to understand a little.

Then I said to Qianqian, "Continue speaking. What happened next?"

Qianqian nodded and continued, "After I found my soul was solid.

I tried a few more times, but I still couldn't get out. Each time I was pushed back.

Then, in a fit of rage, I grabbed my physical body, which was soaking in the water, and smashed it towards the well opening. Then I got out.

It's because of this that all my strength was depleted."

Hearing this, I felt very bad. Qianqian was the most beautiful girl in our village.

I had always had a crush on her but never dared to express it.

Afterward, she went to the city to study, and I was also attending university elsewhere.

So we lost contact. But even so, I still had feelings for her.

I organized my thoughts and said to Qianqian, "Since it has already happened, it's too late to say anything now.

Besides, even if you weren't murdered, you might not have survived if you returned to the village."

Qianqian lowered her head and didn't speak. I asked her what she planned to do now.

She said she didn't know, then looked up at me and asked if I could help her retrieve her corpse.

Her body was still soaking in the water, and her soul felt a bone-chilling cold every day.

Hearing Qianqian say this, my nose suddenly felt sore, and a few tears fell.

I wiped away my tears and said to Qianqian, "Okay, I'll go get your body out right now."

Saying that, I raised my foot to leave.

Martial Uncle grabbed me, "Do you even know which well her body is in?

And she was clearly murdered. You don't even know who is behind it.

Are you planning to rush in blindly and get yourself killed? You've lost your composure."

I froze on the spot and asked Martial Uncle, "Then what should we do?"

Martial Uncle said, "Let's go back to the Bamboo Forest first. We'll talk about it after tonight. This is a complicated matter, and we need to plan carefully."

I said, "Alright." Then, our group headed for the Bamboo Forest.

Back at the Bamboo Forest, Nangong Yiyi and Qianqian looked at the bottles and jars in the courtyard with a bit of surprise.

Seeing them like that, Martial Uncle casually said, "They're just wandering souls and ghosts, don't mind them."

Then Nangong Yiyi's lips curved upwards as she spoke to Martial Uncle, "It's not just wandering souls and ghosts.

There are some tough characters in here too; the old man isn't simple.

But compared to what's inside, I'm more interested in the old man's identity."

Martial Uncle's expression was blank. He said he was just a useless old man and had no identity.

After speaking, Martial Uncle turned and walked back into the wooden house. Soon, a light appeared inside the house.

Nangong Yiyi got nowhere and then walked towards the jar with the red seal.

She stared intently at the jar, and after a while, a voice came from inside.

"Yo, kid, not bad. You actually made it back alive. Looks like you even broke through."

I ignored him. He continued, "Who is the girl in white next to you?"

Before I could speak, Nangong Yiyi cupped her fists towards the jar and said, "I am Nangong Yiyi. May I ask who you are, sir?"

There was a moment of silence from the jar, then it said, "I don't know who I am either.

By the way, do you know who I am? If you do, please tell me."

Nangong Yiyi's face darkened...

Just then, Qianqian tugged at me. I turned to look at her, and Qianqian said she wanted to talk outside with me.

I followed her out, and we found a place to sit.

We sat there in silence for a long time, the atmosphere a bit awkward.

I broke the silence and asked Qianqian, "What did you want to say?"

Qianqian seemed to gather all her courage, looked me in the eyes, and said, "Brother A Tong... I actually like you. I've liked you since we were kids.

I can tell you... you probably feel the same way about me too."

I admitted it readily, but what use was it now?

Qianqian was dead. The one talking to me now was just her soul.

My family and his family were connected, and we were both only children.

We got along really well since we were little; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call us childhood sweethearts.

Qianqian paused for a moment and then continued, "I was planning to apply to the same school you're going to, so we could be together.

I knew you were shy, so I planned to confess to you, but I didn't expect what happened in the village later.

Brother A Tong, do you know? When I found out you were alive.

I was so happy, truly, happier than if I myself were alive."

After listening, I was silent for a long time. I pulled Qianqian into my arms. Her body was very cold.

I comforted her, saying, "It's okay, Qianqian. Everything is over now. We have to look forward."

Qianqian smiled at me, her eyes gentle. I held her like that, not letting go for a very, very long time.

Then Qianqian asked if my dad had escaped. I said I didn't know.

If my dad were still alive, he would have come to find me by now, but he hasn't come for so long.

Perhaps... sigh!

Just then, I heard a rustling sound behind me.

Qianqian heard it too. We both looked back at the same time.

"Nangong Yiyi?" I exclaimed.

I asked Nangong Yiyi in a displeased tone, "What are you doing here?

And do you know that eavesdropping on people is very rude?"

Nangong Yiyi walked over gracefully and said, "Don't get upset, little brother.

That guy inside is boring, so I just wanted to take a walk. I happened to overhear when I passed by."

Then she looked at me with a playful expression and said, "Looking at you two, is it a love affair between a human and a ghost? Do you want big sister to help?"

I was stunned and asked Nangong Yiyi, "How can you help? Qianqian is already dead. Don't tell me you can revive her.

If you had that ability, why didn't you revive yourself?"