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

"There is actually such a place in the world of the living. It is really worth studying." Quan Zhi was wearing a white coat. After entering the door, he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. After looking around, his eyes naturally fell on Song Mian.

The man and the ghost looked at each other. Quan Zhi looked back and forth, and said in surprise, "Your eyes follow my movements. You can actually see ghosts?"

Song Mian nodded, and then saw Quan Zhi rushing over with an excited look on his face.

Quan Zhi pulled out a small notebook and quickly wrote down questions as he asked them: "What's your name? How tall and how much do you weigh? How old are you this year? When did you start seeing ghosts? Can you accurately record the time since you started seeing ghosts to the second? This is very important to my research!"

It was the first time Song Mian had seen such an enthusiastic ghost. He quickly ran over and hid behind Lin Jiaojiao: "How did you guys manage to bring Quan Zhi here?"

"Don't mention it. At first, the female ghost was very wary of us and refused to go with us no matter what. But when we mentioned that you could see ghosts, she immediately became very interested in you and was busy following us."

Meng Qia calmly stood aside and watched the show, raising an eyebrow at Song Mian: "Anyway, you only said that you found Quan Zhi, but you didn't say what reason you used to trick her here, so we can only play our own role."

Seeing that Meng Qie said it as a matter of course, Song Mian suspected that this brat did it on purpose!

Furious for a moment, Song Mian had to cooperate with Quan Zhi: "Ms. Quan Zhi, the reason I came to you this time is actually to investigate the real cause of your death and take you to meet your family."

Without forgetting his ultimate goal, Song Mian told Quan Zhi about the affairs of the Fu family and the Quan family respectively.

After hearing this, Quan Zhi showed a puzzled expression on his face: "So, my original family, the Fu family, is not good to me?"

"Yes!"

"That's strange. Since I died, the Fu family has been burning paper money and offerings for me every day. If they really don't treat me well, why would they insist on worshipping me like the Quan family does?" Quan Zhi tilted his head and asked in confusion.

Lin Jiaojiao looked incredulous: "So, you have always been receiving offerings from both families?"

"It has been like this since I died until today. Moreover, I haven't recovered my memory yet, so I don't know what I experienced before I died." Quan Zhi said.

"When people become ghosts after death, they often lose their memories or have memory confusion. This is not uncommon. Some ghosts are lucky and may be able to recover their memories in a short period of time, but most are not so lucky." Meng Qi said, with his arms folded across his chest, leaning against a shelf nearby.

"And didn't Quan Yanyan say before that Quan Zhi committed suicide? But Quan Zhi is not a low-level ghost, but a primary ghost, which shows that she did not die from suicide." Lin Jiaojiao said after careful identification.

"So, what Quan Yanyan told us is different from the actual situation." Song Mian pondered for a moment and then looked at Quan Zhi and said, "Could it be that the people of the Fu family are actually quite nice to you?"

Quan Zhi rubbed his temples: "I don't remember anything. But I think it doesn't matter if I don't remember. We can go directly to the Fu family! If the people of the Fu family are happy about my arrival after seeing me, then they will naturally treat me well.

Besides, since I became a ghost, no one can see my existence. I am still looking forward to communicating with the living through the boss. "

Seeing Quan Zhi blinking at him expectantly, Song Mian felt like he was really just a tool for an experiment, existing solely to satisfy Quan Zhi's little quirk.

However, she was indeed very curious about what was going on between the Fu family and the Quan family.

It was not difficult to investigate Quan Zhi’s address before his death, so Song Mian took Quan Zhi directly to the Fu family.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when they arrived at the Fu family's house. Song Mian knocked on the door.

After knocking for three minutes, Song Mian finally heard a vague response from inside the house.

"Who?"

Song Mian took a deep breath, and then realized that he didn't seem to know how to answer this question.

She couldn't possibly say that she was here to make the Fu family see ghosts, right?!

Just as she was struggling, the door of the Fu family was opened, and a young man who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old walked out of the door.

It was surprising that Quan Zhi's brother looked so young. While Song Mian was still organizing his words, Fu Cheng had already carefully looked Song Mian around, and then asked uncertainly: "Excuse me, are you Song Mian, Master Song?"

The words Song Mian wanted to explain were stuck in her throat. Seeing Fu Cheng's face flushed with excitement, she asked tentatively, "Do you know me?"

"I know you! Of course I know you! Not only me, but all my classmates in school know you!" Fu Cheng said this, turning his head and shouting towards home, "Mom! It's Master Song Mian, Master Song Mian is here!"

Song Mian watched as an ordinary-looking but normal-looking couple walked out of the bedroom in their pajamas. When they saw Song Mian, they all looked excited and quickly asked Song Mian to sit down.

Song Mian was brought into the house in a daze.

Fu Cheng found a few notebooks from the room and said shyly, "Master Song Mian, can you give me an autograph? My classmates and I like you very much, and we all want your autograph!"

Song Mian was flattered: "I'm actually not as good as people say online..."

"Master Song is so modest. You helped the young Red Army soldiers return to their homeland, helped those abducted children, and successfully destroyed a human trafficking gang. How could you not be awesome? You are the one our family admires the most now!" Mother Fu said as she brought tea to Song Mian.

Father Fu also quickly sat down and asked Song Mian, "Why did Master Song come to our house?"

"I'm here on behalf of Quan Zhi." Song Mian had just said this when he saw Fu's mother crying out loud.

Mother Fu's eyes were red, and she choked up and said to Father Fu, "Husband, when I saw Master Song just now, I guessed that it must be our daughter who invited Master Song over!"

"Yes, Xiaozhi was most concerned about us before she died. No wonder Xiaozhi asked Master Song to come and find us. She definitely couldn't bear to see us so sad anymore!" Father Fu said, hugging Mother Fu tightly in his arms.

Mother Fu was still crying and choking up as she said, "It's all my fault. I failed to protect my precious daughter. I already know I was wrong. I should have brought her back sooner!"

Fu Cheng pointed to the altar not far away where Quan Zhi's portrait and memorial tablet were placed. "Master Song, did my sister receive the things we burned for her? Woo woo woo, my sister asked Master Song to come here this time. Is there something important that Master Song needs to convey?"

Seeing the excited look on the family's faces, Song Mian hesitated for a moment and then said, "Actually, it wasn't Miss Quan Zhi who asked me to come here. It was Miss Quan Yanyan from the Quan family who asked me to come here and ask me to carefully investigate the cause of Miss Quan Zhi's death."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the members of the Fu family, who were crying bitterly, fell into deep silence without exception.

Song Mian clearly felt that the kind look in the Fu family's eyes when they looked at her had changed somewhat.