Just flipping through the news had taken several hours.
The house was quiet. My parents and sister had probably gone to sleep. There was no sound outside, either. At this hour, most people would normally be asleep.
I held my phone and stared blankly for a long time.
A vague idea had already begun to form in my mind.
After history changed, ghosts were no longer a secret. Everyone knew they existed.
Ghosts were like a kind of crime. Everyone knew about them and understood them, but they couldn't be eradicated or prevented. At best, they could be kept under control by various means, then eliminated when they appeared.
In the past, twenty or thirty years ago, perhaps ghosts and ghost kings hadn't been much of a problem. They appeared and were destroyed, like criminals, thieves, con artists, and murderers in every country and city... Some might evade capture for a long time, while others were caught immediately. Some were petty thieves, while others were serial killers who had a huge, devastating impact on society.
There had been panic, too, but no one thought the world was about to end.
The future world... seemed to be the same.
The difference was that in the future, ghosts held people's lives in their hands, instead of people holding the ghosts' lives in theirs.
I tossed my phone aside, lay down on the bed, and stared at the fluorescent light.
Could I hold out like this until I found that ghost?
I had no clues at all. I had no idea where to start.
Had Ye Qing left the office to look for clues?
A ghost from a very long time ago...
Could it be that ancient-costumed ghost?
I closed my eyes, but the light from the fluorescent lamp still lingered on my