After being reborn, she went on a killing spree in both the Yin and Yang realms.

"Honey, ask those two siblings why they were each clinging to a stranger's leg on the day of the car accident?"

Seventeen nodded and walked up to Wang Yiyi and his sister.

"Hello, little one! Is this pretty girl your older sister?"

Wang Yi looked at Seventeen, "I remember you!"

"Yes, this is my sister Wang Yiran. Sister, she is a friend of our savior. Don't be afraid."

So cute! Such a tiny little thing, yet it's comforting an older sister...

"I have a question I'd like to ask you, is that alright?"

Wang Yi nodded emphatically.

Why are you and your sister clinging so tightly to a stranger's leg?

Wang Yiyi quickly retorted, "That's not a stranger, he's my benefactor. My father always said we must repay kindness!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the sofa. "Huh? Where did my benefactor go?"

Then he became a little impatient, and Seventeen quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, they're hungry and went downstairs to eat. They'll come up to see you in a little while, okay?"

"Yes, yes, my sister and I agreed that we absolutely couldn't lose our benefactors, so we each grabbed one of their legs..."

Wow, that thought process is really naive...

"Then, in the blink of an eye, we lost our parents..."

With that, he pouted and started to cry. His older sister, Wang Yiran, quickly hugged him and said, "Yiyi, don't cry. We'll definitely find Mom and Dad!"

The two little siblings are encouraging each other.

Seventeen couldn't help but wipe away a tear. They probably didn't know they were dead, forever separated from their parents. Even if they found their parents, what difference would it make...?

Su Shiming suddenly thought of something and pulled Seventeen along, "Baby, ask them if they saw anyone at the traffic lights. No, if it were a person, the surveillance cameras would definitely have captured it. Ask them if there are any ghosts?"

"Why are you crying? Let me see."

Seventeen avoided Su Shiming, feeling somewhat sad and not wanting him to see it. She sniffed and said, "I'm fine."

"Yi-yi, can you tell your sister if you saw any strange people at that traffic light intersection?"

Wang Yiyi and her brother Wang Yiran fell into deep thought. Yiyi rubbed her head and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I didn't notice at the time..."

"It's okay, Yiyi, you're already amazing!"

"I saw."

Before Seventeen could finish speaking, her older sister, Wang Yiran, suddenly spoke up, her face serious.

"At that time, my dad stopped the car at a red light. I like to count down the numbers with the traffic lights. I was counting down the green light, and when there were fourteen seconds left, the traffic light suddenly changed from red to green. Then my dad hurriedly stepped on the gas. We were in a hurry to catch the movie, which my brother and I had been looking forward to for a long time: Xiong Da and Xiong Er..."

When Seventeen relayed Wang Yiran's words to Su Shiming, he became even more certain that someone had indeed tampered with the traffic lights on Jiefang Road—no, it should be said that a ghost had tampered with them.

Who on earth is it?

We need to work together to find a solution. It would be great if someone could see the ghost through the surveillance video.

Right now, we should still consider what should happen to Wang Yiyi and her siblings.

This matter is urgent. "Honey, I'm going out to make a call. You stay here and watch over things."

Su Shiming hugged Seventeen and then walked out of the death zone.

He didn't go far, but went directly to the Misty Lands opposite the Death Zone.

Ling Yue was happily playing duo queue with her mentor on her phone when she received a call from Su Shiming. It must be that there was some progress on Ghostly Human World's side.

"Hey, hey, why isn't Daji moving? Hey, report her! This Daji is deliberately feeding kills!"

Ling Yue was in no mood to listen to the patriarch calling out from the side.

Su Shiming told Ling Yue about the current situation over the phone, and he suspected that something was wrong with the traffic lights on Jiefang Road.

"Sister-in-law, do you think there's any way to see that awful ghost through the surveillance video?"

Ling Yue thought Su Shiming's guess was very plausible. As for the solution, she would have to ask Lu Boqing first.

"Red Hair, I'll think of something. I think yours is really good!"

Hearing his boss's approval, Su Shiming suddenly felt quite accomplished.

Her tone became much lighter, "And another thing, now that the brother and sister who were in a car accident with their family of four have been confirmed dead, what should be done with their ghosts?"

"They don't seem to realize they're dead yet, and are still hoping to find their parents soon..."

Ling Yue pondered for a moment and then said, "How about this, let Chu Xin cast a spell so that the family can see each other one last time. It's already a fact, and they'll have to face it sooner or later."

Su Shiming understood; this was the only way.

"How are you? I heard from Chuxin that you bled a lot?"

"It's not much, just a matter of metabolism. It's just that I have an internal injury in my chest and need to recuperate for a while."

"I'll have to trouble you with the matters concerning the Ghost Realm..."

"Hey, what are you saying? This is just part of our job!"

After hanging up the phone, Su Shiming realized this was quite difficult. He simply couldn't bring himself to get such a young child to accept that he was dead…

They probably don't even have a concept of death...

However, they cannot stay in the mortal realm for long; the soul-reapers are not to be trifled with.

After leaving the room in the Dark Land, he didn't rush back to the Death Zone alone. Instead, he went downstairs to talk to Chen Wenli.

It was afternoon, and most of the customers ordered coffee and milk tea, which Ningxia was making. He, on the other hand, had some free time and occasionally assisted Ningxia.

"Master, can we talk now?"

Seeing that Su Shiming wasn't in a good state, Chen Wenli quickly stopped what he was doing, washed his hands, and accompanied Su Shiming out of the Ghostly Realm.

The two tall men, both over 1.8 meters, were quite eye-catching standing there.

They started chatting right there on the curb.

"Master, what does it really mean to be separated by life and death?"

"For people like my parents, even though we live on the same planet, we can't see each other often. What's the difference between them and being separated by death?"

Chen Wenli: ...

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Your parents can't be with you all the time because of their work, but they video call you every other day, so you can still see each other."

"But the true separation between life and death means that we will never see each other again..."

"We can't meet, we don't respond to messages, and we can't even breathe under the same blue sky."

"You're too young to understand."

Chen Wenli was also in the Ghost Humanity's work group. He knew about what had happened in the past few days and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

“Xiaoming, I know you may not be able to tell the two children this cruel truth. If you really can’t get over it psychologically, then leave it to me to tell them. Don’t put so much pressure on yourself.”

"How could you possibly connect this to your parents?"

"You can't say things like that carelessly, it will hurt their feelings if they hear it."

Su Shiming gave a wry smile and nodded.

"Master, haven't you always been single? Have you also experienced the death of a close relative?"

Chen Wenli was clearly unwilling to answer the question. He looked up at the fiery red sky illuminated by the setting sun, lost in thought...

*

After hanging up Su Shiming's call, Ling Yue raised her hand and glanced at Ge You, who was lying on the sofa, looking like her ancestor Zhang Weiyi.

His fingers flew across the phone screen, sometimes laughing out loud, sometimes cursing.

This old man has a pretty strong heart.

I finally asked the question that had been on my mind for the past two days.

"Old Zhang, who exactly is that man in black robes?"

Zhang Weiyi visibly paused in his actions, then, as if he hadn't heard anything, went back into the game.

Pshaw, she's clearly avoiding her question!

Well, at least I got the question out of him. He'll tell her when he's ready or able to.

Ling Yue remained lying on the bed, lifeless.

Actually, I kept thinking about which evil spirit was wreaking havoc on the human world.

Has the Underworld not noticed anything after all this time?

Just as she closed her eyes and was lost in thought, Zhang Weiyi suddenly started talking about the man in black robes.