That meant Xiao Yulan had just turned six the day she died.
Master of Ten Thousand had stopped the great flood of the Ye River six years ago, too. Xiao Yulan had only just been born back then, so it was normal that she had no memories of it.
Even if the great flood really was what had made Fengtou Town so strange, by the time Xiao Yulan was old enough to remember things, the townspeople would have grown used to living this way. Their minds might even have been affected, so they wouldn't have deliberately talked about how things used to be different.
So that question went unanswered.
Yu Xing was quite satisfied with what he'd managed to get out of Xiao Yulan. Seeing the way she was looking at him, clearly wishing he'd hurry up and leave, he chuckled. "All right, question time's over. Now you're going to help me with something."
Xiao Yulan's eyes flew open. "You said you were only going to ask questions!"
"I didn't say 'only.'" Yu Xing picked her up, feeling her spirit stiffen in his arms.
"Do you want to go outside and have a look?"
Xiao Yulan struggled a little. "..."
In a small voice, she said, "I do, but my mother is here."
At the thought of that, her face twisted again. "My mother hasn't come back for me, but her body is here. What if she comes back?"
That was why she'd stayed in this shabby little courtyard ever since becoming a vengeful spirit. She hadn't gone anywhere, keeping company with the four corpses.
"Xiao Yulan, people are supposed to be buried after they die. If a body isn't taken care of promptly, it'll rot and start to stink," Zhao Ruru told her. "No one's come looking for your