My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

At this time, Xiao Shitou withdrew his gaze from Qi Yefeng.

Qi Yefeng's eyes became dazed for a moment, and after rubbing his eyes, he found that the blurry little ghost in front of him had disappeared.

"Strange, I clearly saw a child ghost just now..." Qi Yefeng had just said this when he felt a piercing pain suddenly surge into his mind.

"What's going on?" Song Mian supported Qi Yefeng, feeling that the scene just now was not a coincidence.

Little Stone explained, "As an intermediate ghost, I can make people see me with my mind, but this will have a great impact on those who see me, causing them to become mentally unstable."

Song Mian understood: "This means that it is just like being possessed by a ghost for a long time, and then having your energy drained away."

"Hmm... let's put it this way." Lin Jiaojiao led the children to a nearby map and stood there. "Everyone, take a closer look and see where you would like to start playing."

Seeing the children's ghosts observing the map with curiosity, Song Mian walked around to the bulletin board behind the map and found that there were several missing person notices posted on the board.

The missing persons notice showed that all the missing persons were children.

These children are all around seven or eight years old, both boys and girls. Some were lost within the past two months, while others have been missing for more than three years.

Without exception, these missing person notices state that anyone who can provide reliable information will receive a huge cash reward.

Looking at several missing person notices with various messages for help written by the families of the missing children, Song Mian frowned at the end, sighed and shook his head when he saw Xiao Shitou standing next to him.

Little Stone looked up and read the missing person notices very seriously.

He had studied with Brother Hongsheng, so he knew what was written on these missing person notices. As long as these children were found, they would get a lot of money.

In that case, as long as he finds these children, can he give the money he gets to Sister Song?

As Little Shitou thought about this, he looked more and more seriously and did not notice Song Mian standing beside him.

Seeing that Xiao Shitou was reading so seriously, Song Mian subconsciously thought that Xiao Shitou must have thought of his past life after seeing the missing person notice.

Quickly covering Little Stone's eyes to prevent her from looking at the faces of the traffickers on the bulletin board, Song Mian said earnestly, "Little Stone, you're here to have fun! So don't worry about anything now. Come on, sister will take you out to play!"

Little Shitou blinked his big eyes, nodded obediently, and followed Song Mian.

Song Mian led the way, and Qi Yefeng and the other ghosts followed her. They first went to ride the various exciting rides in the amusement park.

After the roller coaster, pirate ship, and high-speed motorcycle, there was the Ferris wheel and carousel. Song Mian had a great time with these ghosts.

"Mr. Qi, how many entertainment settings are there that we haven't tried yet?" Song Mian asked Qi Yefeng who was holding the tourist manual.

"There's only one left." Qi Yefeng found a direction and pointed to the gate of the tall Pumpkin Haunted House not far away. "This haunted house is the last attraction we haven't tried in this amusement park. After we finish it, we should be able to catch the nighttime fireworks."

"Isn't this project a little too stimulating for children?" Lin Jiaojiao stood at the door of the haunted house, shrank her neck in fear, and pulled the other little ghosts beside her.

She felt that these child ghosts were so young and should dislike such scary places just like her, right?

But what surprised Lin Jiaojiao was that these child ghosts did not show any fear after hearing her words.

"The broken limbs on the pumpkin head at the door are placed incorrectly. Normal broken limbs don't look like this." At this time, a little girl who looked no more than six years old pointed at the pumpkin head with her intact right hand, then looked down at her left arm which had been broken for many years.

"Also, the bloodstains on the pumpkin head aren't clear. Normal blood wouldn't flow from this angle."

"This haunted house seems to be full of loopholes. I guess there must be more problems inside." Hong Sheng muttered to himself, and as he spoke, he took the initiative to walk towards the haunted house.

Seeing the other child ghosts quickly catching up, Lin Jiaojiao was completely dumbfounded.

"Wuwuwu, little boss~" Lin Jiaojiao looked at Song Mian eagerly, wanting to cheat.

Song Mian couldn't help but said, "No way, Jiaojiao? You're a ghost, how dare you be afraid of a haunted house?"

"Who says we can't be afraid of ghosts? Sometimes the things you living people create are much scarier than us ghosts!" Lin Jiaojiao said, pulling Song Mian's arm and acting coquettishly, "Little boss, don't go."

"That won't do. If so many children enter the haunted house, what if something happens? If you're really scared, I'll let Qi Yefeng stay here with you." Song Mian looked at Qi Yefeng, who looked bewildered. "You don't have to go in. Just wait here."

Qi Yefeng was observing the haunted house in the distance, feeling a little nervous. Then he heard Song Mian say that he was not allowed to go in, and his hair began to tremble.

Song Mian didn't explain and just left Qi Yefeng behind.

At this time, most tourists have taken up good spots to watch the fireworks, so there are few people around the haunted house.

Under the moonlight, Qi Yefeng only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, blowing right on the back of his neck.

"Wait a minute, don't leave me!" Qi Yefeng quickly caught up with Song Mian.

Lin Jiaojiao now became a lonely ghost and quickly followed Qi Yefeng.

Little Stone was the first one to come out of the haunted house.

After coming out, all that appeared in Little Stone's eyes was the scene in the haunted house.

The scary mechanisms in haunted houses are nothing special, and many of them use blood to create violent and terrifying scenes.

But it was those bloody scenes that deeply stimulated Xiao Shitou.

He always felt as if he had seen a more bloody scene somewhere. Xiao Shitou's breathing gradually accelerated, and a ghost gently floated into the grove.

As soon as they entered the grove, Little Stone smelled a faint fishy smell.

After being a ghost for so many years, his five senses had long since degenerated. It was only after he met Sister Song last night that his sense of smell gradually recovered.

A faint fishy smell lingered, it was the smell of blood.

The small stone slowly floated to an abandoned fountain.

On the inside of the fountain, a middle-aged woman and a middle-aged man were smoking.

The strong smell of cigarettes could not cover up the faint smell of blood on the middle-aged man and woman.

Xiao Shitou clearly saw that the middle-aged man and woman were both tainted with evil spirits.

He heard from Brother Hongsheng that living people have evil spirits because they have lost lives on their hands, and the heavier the evil spirit, the more lives they have lost.