Luo Xiuzhu had been only nine when she died, an age when children still understood nothing.
Besides, children became low-level Yin Souls when they turned into ghosts. They could barely harm people and were even afraid of them.
She was terrified of us, even though we had softened our voices.
She had injuries on her body. She had probably suffered frequent abuse while alive.
Everyone in the Luo Residence had bullied her. She was the most pitiful ghost of them all.
Seventh Master asked her how she had been killed back then.
Asking ghosts this question was taboo, as it could easily make them lose control, but this nine-year-old ghost could hardly lose control even if she tried.
And she looked bewildered, utterly confused by Seventh Master's question. Her lips puckered, and she still looked ready to cry as she shook her head at us.
"You... don't know how you died?" I asked her.
She nodded, still without speaking.
Seventh Master and I were a little dumbfounded.
This child didn't know how she had died.
That was strange.
Her Yin Soul had remained on the original site of the Luo Residence all this time, proving that she had died there.
Since she had died in the Luo Residence, why had no one found her body back then?
Or had she still been alive when disaster struck the Luo Residence, only to die there some time afterward?
If that was the case, she must have died within that year, because she had been nine when disaster struck the Luo Residence, and she had still been nine when she died.
Then how exactly had she died in the Luo Residence after the authorities sealed it off?
I tried a different question. "Xiuzhu, what were you doing before you died?"
She thought for