Xiao Mo heard the little girl say the three words "Qian Zhenhao," and his brows furrowed slightly.
He wondered if the other man just happened to share his Fourth Brother's name.
"Big brother?"
Seeing him lost in thought, the little girl reached out and gently tugged at the hem of his robe.
"It's nothing." Xiao Mo shook his head. "But, little girl, have you told anyone else about the things you say you've seen?"
"Mm-hmm. I told my mother."
As she spoke, the little girl lowered her head and hugged the Rag doll tightly to her chest.
"But Mother doesn't believe me. She also told me not to tell anyone, or they'd think I was strange. And if I offended the city lord, we'd be in for a world of trouble."
"Your mother was right. It really would be dangerous to tell people about this." Xiao Mo gently patted the little girl's head. "Little girl, have you been able to see lots of people wandering the streets ever since you were small? They're usually transparent, and nobody else can see them. There are the most of them at night."
"Huh?" The little girl blinked. "Big brother, how did you know?"
As if she'd found someone who understood her, the little girl's eyes shone. "Ever since I was very little, I've seen lots of grown-ups wandering the streets.
"I told Mother a long, long time ago.
"But Mother always says I'm seeing things.
"She also tells me not to talk about it to anyone else.
"She even hired a Daoist priest to perform a ritual to Exorcise evil, but it didn't help at all. I can still see them."
"Of course it didn't help, because this is a gift Heaven gave you." Xiao Mo spoke gently.
"A gift?" The little girl