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

Although it was blurry, the ghost's pale face suddenly appeared, which still scared Qi Yefeng.

"Qi Yefeng, you can actually see ghosts?" Song Mian was very surprised.

You know, up to now, she only knew that she could see ghosts!

"Young Boss, you misunderstood. Ye Feng is not capable of seeing ghosts, but we want him to see ghosts." Lin Jiaojiao thought for a moment and explained, "I am a low-level ghost. I don't have enough strength to let living people see me. At most, I can only make some small noises to let living people realize my existence."

"Yes, when I was at the Lin family, I saw with my own eyes how you caused those supernatural events." Song Mian still remembered that Lin Jiaojiao was very angry at the time, causing a strong wind to blow throughout the Lin family, and even the hanging light bulbs flickered.

"While we ghosts can't directly touch living people or things in the mortal realm, we can cause some paranormal events. The higher the ghost's level, the greater the impact. Intermediate ghosts like Mr. Zhou can temporarily make people see us simply by performing what you living people call 'possession'."

At this time, Mr. Zhou 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 ghost in front of him had disappeared.

"Strange, I clearly saw a 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.

Mr. Zhou explained, "As a mid-level 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 old ghosts to a nearby map and stood there. "Everyone, take a closer look and see where you all want to start playing."

Seeing that the old ghosts were observing the map with curiosity, Song Mian walked around to the notice board behind the map.

They quickly decided to go to the amusement park's most exciting attraction, the roller coaster. Song Mian led the old ghosts towards the roller coaster.

The old ghost 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."

"Is this project a little too stimulating for the old men and women?" Lin Jiaojiao stood at the door of the haunted house, shrank her neck in fear, and pulled the other old ghosts beside her.

She felt that these old ghosts were so old when they died, and they should not like such scary places as she did, right?

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

"The broken limbs on the pumpkin head at the door are all placed wrongly. The incisions on normal broken limbs are not like this." At this time, an old lady in her seventies or eighties pointed at the pumpkin head with her intact right hand, and 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." Mr. Zhou muttered to himself, and as he spoke, he took the initiative to walk towards the haunted house.

Seeing the other old ghosts catching up quickly, 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 old ghosts 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."

After playing with the old ghosts, Song Mian went home to rest.

The next morning, Song Mian bought a lot of supplements and went to the hospital to visit Zhang Guiying.

When Song Mian arrived, Aunt Shen had just taken Zhang Guiying to the garden to relax.

There is a garden in the hospital specially for patients to take walks. The air is pleasant and the scenery is beautiful. At noon, the hottest sun has not yet appeared. The sunlight shining down makes people feel warm all over.

Song Mian found Zhang Guiying sitting in a wheelchair and Aunt Shen pushing her.

"Grandma, I came to see you." Song Mian raised a smile and strode towards Zhang Guiying while speaking.

Zhang Guiying took Song Mian's hand and said, "Nannan, has your work been going well these past two days? Grandma feels much better. After the operation, we will go home. Then grandma will live with you and make delicious food for you every day."

Just thinking about such a day made him feel happy. Song Mian agreed immediately and then asked Aunt Shen about Zhang Guiying's recent situation.

Aunt Shen smiled when she mentioned this: "Ever since Grandma Zhang turned off the phone that was the only way to contact the Shen family, her whole state has improved a lot."

Song Mian didn't expect such a thing to happen, and looked at Zhang Guiying beside him in confusion.

Zhang Guiying looked much better than before. She seemed to have seen through Song Mian's thoughts and took Song Mian's hand first. "My dear, after what happened last time, grandma has figured it out. The Song family is not worth our efforts. In that case, there is no need for us to contact them anymore. I have thrown away my old phone card and told the hospital not to let anyone from the Song family come to disturb me anymore."