Another Luoxin District

Song Shuhang was in the Jiangnan Region, and with his good-natured personality, he certainly wouldn't refuse the small favor of showing someone the way. However, even if he wanted to help right now, he was willing but powerless. The university town was a two-hour drive from Jiangnan Airport, and the Jiangnan Region was a county-level city, so its territory was by no means small.

Besides, Shuhang wasn't familiar with J City, and he had never even heard of Ghost Lantern Temple.

All he knew was that J City bordered the Jiangnan Region and was also a famous city in China.

That was because it was a religious holy land, with all kinds of religions dazzling the eye. Every year, during the various religious festivals, the believers who traveled to J City on pilgrimages were enough to pack the entire city until not even water could pass through.

The temples there were as numerous as hairs on a cow. Finding a small temple in a place like that certainly wasn't easy.

"Come to think of it, the name Luoxin District sounds so familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before?" Shuhang muttered.

Chewing on a steamed bun, Song Shuhang leaned back in the rocking chair and swayed. He pondered the words "Luoxin District," trying to fish the source of that inexplicable familiarity out of his memory.

The human brain's memories were always strange. Some things would surface in one's mind without warning, but when one tried to grasp that memory, one could rack one's brains and still fail to recall it.

"Perhaps I heard the name in some news report?" Shuhang gave up and decided not to waste any more brain cells on the matter.

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Soft Feather dragged her large suitcase to the taxi stand.

Before long, several taxis sped toward Soft Feather. As it turned out, a pretty face was a rock-solid advantage no matter where one went. Otherwise, the sheer size of her suitcase alone would have made many taxi drivers give up on taking her as a passenger.

"Miss, where are you headed?" The red taxi had reached the front. Its driver was a square-faced uncle, speaking Mandarin with a Jiangnan Region accent.

"Driver... do you know where Ghost Lantern Temple is?" Soft Feather asked. Her voice was soft and gentle, completely different from her lively, youthful appearance. But that contrast only made her even more endearing.

The square-faced uncle pondered hard for a long while before shaking his head. "Ghost Lantern Temple? Never heard of it."

When she saw the square-faced uncle shake his head, Soft Feather's heart sank. Her small face flushed slightly, and she was utterly disappointed.

Fortunately, the square-faced uncle immediately asked, "Do you know which district it's in?"

"I do! It's in Luoxin District!" Soft Feather immediately replied.

"Luoxin District? That I know. I'm very familiar with it—I even live in that area. But miss, are you sure you didn't get the temple's name wrong? I've lived there for several years and never heard of any Ghost Lantern Temple," the square-faced uncle replied seriously.

Because of his profession, he knew the surrounding area like the back of his hand. Especially Luoxin District, where he lived—to put it exaggeratedly, his footprints covered every inch of its soil. Yet he had never heard the name Ghost Lantern Temple at all.

"Huh?" Soft Feather's little face flushed even redder, but she immediately answered firmly, "Then, driver, please take me to Luoxin District!"

She planned to ask around after she got there. If that still didn't work... she would have to grit her teeth and call her father. But that was the last resort, something she couldn't use unless absolutely necessary.

"Miss, are you in a hurry? If not, you can take a bus to Luoxin District. A taxi will cost a bit more, and it's a journey of over two hours," the square-faced uncle explained.

It wasn't that he didn't want to earn the fare, but the cost of a two-hour trip would be considerable. It was obvious that she didn't know the distance. If he didn't explain the distance and price clearly before she got in, disputes could easily arise after they reached the destination.

"It's fine. Just take me there," Soft Feather said with a bashful smile. Money was no problem for her at all.

After confirming this, the square-faced uncle was overjoyed. He would earn quite a bit from this trip.

"Alright, then get in. Put your suitcase in the trunk," the square-faced uncle said as he opened the trunk. He then pushed open the car door and prepared to get out to help lift the suitcase.

After all, the suitcase was enormous. Where would this little girl get the strength to lift it in?

But when the square-faced uncle pushed open the door and turned around, his mouth opened into an O and stayed that way for a long time.

He saw the seemingly soft and delicate girl lift the enormous suitcase with one hand... lift it from underneath, not carry it, hug it, or raise it. She held the suitcase up with one hand as lightly as if it were a small plate, then placed it in the trunk.

Could it be that the suitcase only looked large but was actually very light?

Just as he was thinking this, he felt the rear of the car sink slightly. The uncle had been a taxi driver for many years and had long since reached the state of perfect unity with his car. From the slight sinking of the rear, he could roughly estimate the object's weight.

That suitcase was probably over sixty kilograms, perhaps even more—almost the weight of an adult man.

Was this girl a weightlifter? She truly possessed heaven-born strength. The square-faced uncle secretly swallowed. Fortunately, he was an honest driver. If some fellow with evil intentions and lust in his heart had encountered this girl, he would probably have been killed in an instant.

Soft Feather had no idea how astonishing her unintentional action had been. After putting away the suitcase, she strode two steps back to the rear seat of the taxi.

"Miss, you've got some strength! Sit tight," the square-faced uncle said with a chuckle. He stepped on the gas, and the red taxi left the lane and headed toward Luoxin District.

Nine Provinces Number One Group

Soft Feather of Spirit Butterfly Island (online via mobile): "Senior Northern River, I'm on my way to Luoxin District, but the taxi driver doesn't know Ghost Lantern Temple. I'm planning to ask the local residents after I arrive. Perhaps someone will know."

"Alright. I've asked a few people, but no one knows for now. In any case, I'll contact you if I hear anything," Northern River's Loose Cultivator replied.

"Thank you, Senior." Soft Feather sent a smiling face and secretly clenched her fist. After receiving Northern River's Loose Cultivator's reply, her uneasy heart settled somewhat. Come to think of it, this was her first time traveling far from home alone. In the past, her father had always accompanied her, or she had only moved around the area near Spirit Butterfly Island.

It felt rather exciting.

Song Shuhang hadn't seen the above chat log yet... because he had nothing better to do and had gone to the bookstore to freeload some reading again.

He picked up the thick book he had rented last time. He still hadn't finished it. To him, books lost much of their flavor if he couldn't read them for free.

It was like the same "Kang Shuai Ge" instant noodles: eating them dry and eating them after soaking them tasted completely different.

Before leaving, he had somehow brought his cellphone along as well—Song Shuhang usually didn't have the habit of carrying one.

Nowadays, cellphones had more and more functions, and their size had grown accordingly. It was impossible to find one with only calling functionality anymore. Because cellphones had become so bulky, Song Shuhang treated his as a landline.

"Seven percent battery should be enough."

The battery wasn't full, but if he only answered calls or text messages, it should last him the whole afternoon.

Thinking this, he brought his phone and the book he had rented along to the rental bookstore to happily freeload some reading.

Time flew.

About an hour and a half later.

"Strange. Could I have slept in the wrong position this morning?" Song Shuhang puzzledly put the thick book in his hands back on the shelf—he couldn't read it!

Whether it was novels, driving theory, manga, or classic literature, he couldn't get into any of them. This was the first time in his life he had encountered such a thing.

"This is sinister." Song Shuhang muttered to himself and sighed before casually pulling out a book and heading to the rental counter.

If he couldn't read, there was no point in freeloading books.

After thinking it over, he decided to stroll around near the university town and clear his mind.

Speaking of clearing his mind, one couldn't fail to mention a scenic spot near Jiangnan University Town—Foodie's Paradise.

He'd go eat something delicious!

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Foodie's Paradise was a bustling food district, two districts away from Jiangnan University Town. It took over twenty minutes to walk there, but that distance couldn't stop foodies in the slightest.

Here, aside from airplanes, the only things with wings in the sky could be found on the ground, and aside from benches, the only things with four legs could be found everywhere. Anything that could satisfy every craving imaginable could be seen here.

It had always been called "Foodie's Paradise" or "Gourmet Paradise." Its original name, on the other hand, had gradually been forgotten.

What was this place called again?

Song Shuhang looked up at the district sign—"Welcome to Luoxin District." Seven dazzling golden characters on a huge sign shone brilliantly under the sunlight.

Oh, right. This place was called Luoxin District. What a nice name.

Thinking this, Shuhang entered the district.

After walking two steps, he suddenly stopped. Then he quickly retreated beneath the huge sign and stared at the seven glittering, gold-plated characters.

Welcome to Luoxin District!

He hadn't seen wrong. It was Luoxin District.

Song Shuhang was speechless.