The Metaphysical Little Beggar's Rebirth: I'm an Unlucky Star

When Shu Wanwan returned home, she saw Bai Xuan half-leaning on the sofa, reading a book, and reading seriously. Shu Wanwan walked over and sat next to Bai Xuan.

"Why do you like reading so much?" Shu Wanwan casually picked up the Coke on the table and took a sip. Then she turned her head to Bai Xuan, looking at his handsome face, waiting for his answer.

"Because someone once told me that studying can lead to a career in politics." Bai Xuan said lightly without looking up.

"Do you want to be an official?" Shu Wanwan looked at Bai Xuan, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Yes, that person said that as long as he works hard enough, he can pass the exam, become a powerful official, and redress the injustice of his family's case." Bai Xuan still didn't look up. He turned a page of the book and continued.

"What kind of case?" Shu Wanwan became interested and continued to ask.

"I don't know, I only know that he wants to redress his father's innocence." Bai Xuan still didn't look up and looked at the book, but at this time his thoughts were already stuck in memories.

"So you also want to seek justice?" Shu Wanwan also half leaned on the sofa and asked this question lightly.

Bai Xuan suddenly looked up and looked at Shu Wanwan with his bright eyes, but he didn't speak for a long time. Shu Wanwan also looked at him, and the two of them just stared at each other.

They looked at each other for a long time. "After you took Chen Yue out, I looked for her here, but she wasn't here." Bai Xuan lowered his head and said this. He tried to hide the complexity in his eyes.

"I've sensed it, too. It shouldn't be here." Shu Wanwan knew who he was talking about. It was the woman she'd seen in Bai Xuan's memories, who looked 7% similar to her. According to what Bai Xuan had said before, that woman must have died in the Western Suburbs Death Row. Since she died there, her ghost, if it hadn't been reincarnated, should still be here. Shu Wanwan had originally thought of finding that woman's ghost after arriving at the Western Suburbs Villa and asking about their connection, but she had already carefully sensed her presence since arriving at the villa and found no trace of her presence.

So where did this woman go? Shu Wanwan couldn't figure it out. She didn't know if it was because her spiritual power had not recovered, or if someone deliberately erased the clues about this woman.

"We'll find her, right?" Bai Xuan didn't look up. The tears of blood dripped onto his clothes, burning a hole in them. These words didn't sound like they were spoken to Shu Wanwan, but more like they were spoken to himself. Or perhaps it was just self-consolation.

"I will." Shu Wanwan looked at the hole on Bai Xuan's clothes that was burned by blood and tears with burning eyes and a firm voice.

After hearing Shu Wanwan's words, several holes were burned on Bai Xuan's clothes again.

"Then let's start the investigation." Shu Wanwan stood up.

"How to investigate?" Bai Xuan was puzzled.

"Don't we have a ready-made person to question?" Shu Wanwan smiled and pointed at the ground.

"Then I want to help too."

Bai Xuan put down the book in his hand, and Shu Wanwan saw the name "Fine Comics" on it.

"..." Shu Wanwan was speechless. Can you become an official just by reading comics? I really believed your nonsense.

Shu Wanwan put away her speechless expression, replaced it with a serious one, and then recited a spell that Bai Xuan could hardly hear clearly.

After finishing reading, Shu Wanwan stomped her feet lightly and shouted "Come out!" and a ghost emerged from the ground. To be precise, it was a headless male ghost. The man was sturdy, with his chest and abdomen exposed, his hands behind his back, and there was a neat cut mark on his neck, but no head.

"Turn around." Shu Wanwan said lightly.

The man slowly turned around, his hands were tied together, and his palms were facing up. He held a round ball in his hands, and that round ball was the man's head!

"Don't you want to drink my toast?" Shu Wanwan watched the man turn around, still facing her with the back of his head. Shu Wanwan took out a piece of talisman paper out of thin air and waved it in her hand.

"Oh, no, no, no..." The man fiddled with his hands quickly and turned his head to the front.

"Well, little aunt, you can kill the little ghost, let alone us." Shu Wanwan was catching little ghosts that day. These ghosts were actually watching from the back of the room. They were all scared and hid back underground. Seeing Shu Wanwan today, it seemed that her spiritual power was even stronger than the one they saw that day. The headless male ghost hurriedly smiled apologetically with his fallen head. "Look, what do you want me to do?"

"Where are you from?" Shu Wanwan asked the male ghost.

"Don't you know? This is the Western Suburbs Death Row." said the male ghost.

"You know that's not what I mean." Shu Wanwan looked at the male ghost coldly.

"This……"

"The fire virtue of heaven and earth will burn all things. The fire will burn!" A light talisman hit the headless male ghost, and the headless male ghost was immediately surrounded by flames.

"Grandma, I'm telling you...Grandma, please don't burn me."

"Extinguish!" Shu Wanwan lightly tapped her fingers. The flames instantly disappeared.

"Our Western Suburbs Death Row was originally a haunted place, but someone purified it with blood. Actually, we ghosts had already fallen into a deep sleep. We don't know why we were awakened later, but we couldn't leave this place. Every once in a while, some ghosts would vanish into thin air, and we remaining ghosts were terrified. Later, people began to live here, and we wanted to take the opportunity to possess them and escape. Although we are all prisoners sentenced to death, you know, at that time, those who committed rape and looting would not be imprisoned. Those things were done by the rich and powerful, and ordinary people like us wouldn't dare to do them. But we are the only ones who are imprisoned here. Only a small number of us ghosts were actually imprisoned for crimes."

Bai Xuan looked at the headless male ghost in front of him in shock. Could such a thing even exist? He had no idea.

"Who purified you?" Shu Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly and continued to ask.

"It seems like she is a princess who married from the country. I really don't know about this!" The male ghost waved his hands anxiously, and his head almost fell off his hands. He hurriedly put his hands back to their original position.

Shu Wanwan looked at the ghost, as if trying to determine if what he said was true. Then, quickly calculating with her fingers, she imagined the ghost's life. He was an honest man, originally married and living a happy life. But then, officials arrived to collect taxes. He paid according to the rules, but the man refused to leave, insisting his payment wasn't enough. He assumed his contribution wasn't enough, so he overpaid. The yamen runners refused to leave, even after draining his family's wealth. They still claimed it wasn't enough. Finally, the runners took his wife and child away. The man then realized the county magistrate had set his sights on his wife, but how could a middle-aged woman satisfy his desires? The man's daughter, only twelve or thirteen years old, looked very much like her mother. The magistrate eventually went after the child, even though she was only twelve or thirteen. He went to numerous government offices, but the officials protected him, and nothing came of it. He decided to continue petitioning, but the magistrate, fearing he would expose his secrets, arrested him and imprisoned him in the Western Suburbs Death Row. In this way, the man was beheaded for refusing to pay taxes and raping women.

After reading this, Shu Wanwan felt a little more pity for the man in front of her.

The spiritual power was channeled into the fingertips, and with a tap, the rope on the man's hand was untied.

The man suddenly felt relieved, holding his head with both hands, and thanked repeatedly, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

"You can put your head back on now." Shu Wanwan said in a light tone.

The male ghost was stunned for a moment, then pressed his head up. Then he suddenly remembered that he was facing away from Shu Wanwan. He turned around again, but he couldn't see Shu Wanwan anymore. "You pressed it the wrong way." Bai Xuan next to him pointed.

"Is that so?" The male ghost turned his head. He didn't know how many years had passed, but he had never experienced looking people in the eye. He always looked up when he saw people.

The male ghost felt grateful to Shu Wanwan from the bottom of his heart.

"Open the gate of heaven, open the gate of earth, let the boy from a thousand miles away send the soul away!" Shu Wanwan threw the yellow talisman into the void. The yellow talisman flew up and burned in the void. After the yellow talisman burned out, a black hole appeared in the void.

"Ghost Gate?" Bai Xuan looked at the black hole in the void in shock, then looked at Shu Wanwan. Who on earth is Shu Wanwan and how could she have such ability?

A ghost came out of the door. They looked at Shu Wanwan, then pretended not to see her, and then their eyes fell on Bai Xuan.

"It's him!" Bai Xuan waved his hand hurriedly and pointed at the male ghost.

"It's not just him. Come out!" Shu Wanwan said, stamping her feet again. Hundreds of people, no, hundreds of ghosts, emerged from the ground.

"Let's go." The ghost catcher organized a group of ghosts and walked towards the ghost gate.

The last one walking was the headless male ghost from before. The male ghost looked at Shu Wanwan with complex emotions in his eyes.

"Don't worry, the King of Hell and the judge in the underworld will make the decision." Shu Wanwan said, looking at the male ghost.

The male ghost nodded, gave a relieved smile, and then followed the ghost messenger into the ghost gate.