Quick Transmigration: The Villain is Destiny, the Protagonist Takes a Backseat

So, in Aunt Pang's and Dean Chen's eyes, I didn't do anything else that night except subdue a ghost?

[Yes.] 003 adds, [Even the memories of witnessing your death have disappeared because you didn't die.]

"That's good." Ji Qiuzhe was relieved.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't know how to explain the subtle relationship between him, Li Yu, and the main characters.

“Okay, Aunt Pang, I understand the situation, but I need to see Sister Miaomiao first to see what’s going on.”

"Oh! Okay, I wonder when you'll be free, Xiao Zhe?" Aunt Pang's daughter is named Pang Miao. She is the child she raised alone after divorcing her ex-husband. Naturally, she was extremely anxious when something happened.

"How about this afternoon? I'll come to your house at two o'clock. Is that convenient?"

"OK."

Aunt Pang had no problem with it. Her daughter had been locking herself in her room all day, not going out, not seeing her boyfriend, and even getting fired from her internship because she had taken too many days off.

My health is deteriorating day by day.

She was almost worried to death.

Aunt Pang lives in an old neighborhood very close to the suburbs.

When Ji Qiuzhe and Li Yu arrived at the location, they bought some fruit at the entrance of the residential area, since it was their first time visiting and they couldn't come empty-handed.

When they knocked on the door, it opened immediately, and the homeowner had clearly been waiting for some time.

"Xiao Zhe, Mr. Li."

Aunt Pang looked worried, only managing a forced smile when she saw Ji Qiuzhe and his companion. Then, glancing at their clasped hands, a knowing look flashed in her eyes.

She had sensed something was off about the relationship between the two at the orphanage last time, and now she understood perfectly well.

That's good. Xiao Zhe is a thoughtful child, and he's always been alone all these years. She was afraid that he might do something rash one day. Now that he has someone with him, that's more important than anything else.

Ji Qiuzhe handed her the fruit first, and then asked, "Aunt Pang, where is Sister Miaomiao?"

“He’s inside.” Aunt Pang looked troubled. “That child probably won’t come out.”

"It's alright, could you open the door? We just need to take a look from the doorway."

Ji Qiuzhe knew a little about physiognomy. A person's life is full of ups and downs, and fate is predetermined. A person's face can often reveal their circumstances most directly.

Aunt Pang didn't hesitate, "I'll go open the door right now."

Aunt Pang's house is not big, with a two-bedroom and one-living room layout, so Pang Miao's room is very close to the living room, just a few steps away.

"Miaomiao, are you awake? Mommy opened the door?"

After saying that, without expecting a reply from the person inside, he unlocked the door with the spare key.

Ji Qiuzhe stood at the door with Li Yu, peering inside.

Pang Miao's room faces the sun and has great natural light, but it is cluttered with many things and feels a bit cramped, though it looks very cozy overall.

Pang Miao wasn't asleep. She was sitting on the bed in a daze, looking haggard and listless, as if she were immersed in her own world, completely oblivious to the noise at the door.

The original owner had met Pang Miao before. When they first met as children, she generously shared a bag of cookies with him. She seemed lively and cheerful, quite different from the gloomy girl she is now.

Ji Qiuzhe carefully observed her condition for a while and then understood what was going on.

Pang Miao was enveloped in an aura of death, her forehead was faintly black, the whites of her eyes were yellowish, and her cheeks were sunken. Although there was no one in the room, her lips trembled slightly as she muttered to herself, her eyes darting around as if searching for something.

Aunt Pang was right; it was a case of loss of soul, and it had reached a point where it was life-threatening.

People have three souls and seven spirits.

A person cannot lose their soul for too long. Those who lose their soul will either become mentally impaired or die suddenly.

In ordinary cases of soul loss, the soul will linger around the owner's body after leaving it. As long as the body becomes aware that the soul has left, it can be recalled in time to recover.

Pang Miao's situation is different. The soul she lost is clearly not near her, but she is not dead yet, so the soul she lost is gradually disappearing, but not completely.

Her soul was most likely stolen by something.

"Aunt Pang, please sit down and talk."

Ji Qiuzhe gently closed the door to Pang Miao's room, then took Li Yu's hand and they both sat down on the living room sofa.

Aunt Pang sat upright opposite them.

She didn't know when it started, but the once timid child had become extremely dazzling. Just sitting quietly, he exuded an aura of authority that made her feel nervous.

Especially the man beside her, Aunt Pang even had the illusion that she was an ordinary citizen while he was a high-ranking official.

"Xiao Zhe, Miao Miao, she..."

"This is not good," Ji Qiuzhe said bluntly. "It can be confirmed as a soul disorder. One of the souls has been taken away by something else. If it is not found as soon as possible, it may be life-threatening."

Aunt Pang was terrified. "What, what should we do? Xiao Zhe, I know you're capable, I beg you, you must save Miaomiao, she's my only daughter..."

Seeing that Aunt Pang was getting more and more agitated, her slightly plump cheeks trembling, Ji Qiuzhe quickly comforted her: "Aunt Pang, don't worry, the problem should be in Qingning Village. We need to investigate further to find out what happened. Here's what we'll do: you contact Sister Miaomiao's boyfriend, and we'll take Sister Miaomiao with us and set off for Qingning Village tomorrow morning to find out what's going on."

"Okay, okay, I'll contact Ning Hao right away."

Hearing Ji Qiuzhe's words, Aunt Pang felt like she had found her pillar of support and immediately took out her phone to make a call.

Ji Qiuzhe didn't plan to stay any longer. "Auntie, we'll be leaving now. We'll meet you downstairs at your place at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, take care, Auntie won't see you off."

Aunt Pang was preoccupied with making the phone call and had no time for pleasantries with Ji Qiuzhe.

"Let's go home first."

Ji Qiuzhe pinched the soft flesh of Li Yu's palm, coaxing her boyfriend who had been clearly in low spirits since they left home.

Li Yu had lived in the palace for many years and was bedridden for many years, so he naturally didn't have much contact with people. In modern society, he closed himself off and almost became a shut-in.

Originally, Ji Qiuzhe hadn't planned to take him with him on this trip, but Li Yu suddenly thought he was going to abandon him and secretly run away, so he insisted on going with him.

There was nothing she could do; her boyfriend was both insecure and clingy, so Ji Qiuzhe could only happily spend time with him!

"I know you're uncomfortable, I'll cook you something delicious when we get back."

"it is good."

Li Yu was easy to coax. Her originally listless phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her thin lips curved into a beautiful arc.

Ji Qiuzhe couldn't resist and stole a kiss on the spot.

The two went home together, all lovey-dovey. Ji Qiuzhe went into the kitchen to cook, while Li Yu helped by washing vegetables.

Yu Jia and Yu Lou were both absent today, so only Ji Qiu Zhe and Li Yu ate this meal. To be precise, Ji Qiu Zhe ate alone, while Li Yu drank it.

"e=(′o｀*)))Alas——"

Ji Qiuzhe sighed, holding the bowl in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Li Yu asked with concern.

"It's nothing," Ji Qiuzhe said, taking the opportunity to play the victim. "It's just that I feel so disappointed that my darling can't taste such delicious food."