This wasn't the first time I'd seen someone use a curse to kill. But the curses I'd seen before had killed people without a trace. This was the first time I'd seen one conjure a shadow like a ghost. And that shadow, brimming with malice, was intimidating too. It clearly wasn't an ordinary curse.
Tears streamed down Jin Shanshan's face, and she trembled with rage. "How could this happen... Who would do something like this to my cousin...?"
She was extremely upset, but no one could answer her question.
"Too much time has passed, and that room has been damaged. I can't tell what it was like before," Black Sister said.
Mo Xiaoling shook her head as well, offering her sympathy. "I can only see the scene of someone being killed by a ghost. I can't see anything else."
Jin Shanshan looked helplessly at them both and bit her lip. "Could we ask the diviner..."
"If he could figure it out, he would have done so already. That curse isn't simple. Your cousin's soul was probably taken away by the ghost and completely scattered. There's no chance of finding it. And with ordinary methods, we can't find either the ghost or the person who cast the curse."
Jin Shanshan seemed to lose all strength and slumped down.
Wu Qiren caught her. "Shanshan... Don't panic. There must be a way."
He tried to comfort her, but his words rang hollow.
Black Sister suddenly murmured, "Unless..."
"Unless what?" Jin Shanshan asked urgently, looking at her.
"I'll have to see your cousin's body to know if it'll work," Black Sister said.
Jin Shanshan knew which cemetery her cousin was buried in, but she wouldn't dig up a grave. Wu Qiren was even more hesitant about it.
After hearing the cemetery's name from Jin