WQW: Iām telling you heās not possessed!
QQQ: What are you talking about?! We can literally see a whole group of ghosts clinging to him with the bare eye!
WQW: I tested him with every sword, heās notā
LQG: Well if heās not possessed then what is this?
YQY: Donāt worry Xiao-Jiu, Iām sure weāll figure out how to fix thisā¦.
MQF: Hey hey hey letās all stay calmā¦ pleaseā¦
QQQ: And whatās up with you, ah? You can barely keep your babbling mouth shut most of the time and all of a sudden youāre quiet as a mouse.
All eyes turned to Shang Qinghua. All of them carried expectant gazes like he could magically fix this bizarre situation. A very strange group of ghosts had made their way onto Cang Qiong Mountain. They were neither malicious nor resentful; actually they didnāt really do anything but stick to Shen Qingqiu. It was truly a strange sight to behold. They were almost entirely white in color, faces distorted or gone entirely, bodies far too small and dressed in the simplest of garments.
They looked like children who had died before they even understood the concepts of life and death and their identities. Well, they looked like that because thatās exactly what they were.
SQQ: You do know something donāt you? Spit it out already, you rat!
SQH: Ahā thatā so Iā Shen Shixiong, theyāre harmless I promise!
YQY: Shang shidi, if you know how to resolve thisā¦
SQH: Oh no. No no no. Letās justā letās just wait and see? They really are harmless soā
SQQ: What the hell is that supposed to mean? Just wait and see?
MQF: Shang shidi, please.
SQH: how about we donātā¦
LQG, QQQ & SQQ: Shang Qinghua!
SQH: Okay, look. You wonāt like what I know about them and it doesnāt really help to get rid of them anyway so how about weā
SQH: Okay okay okay but you gotta promise to not kill me!
SQQ: Urgh I promise. Now talk.
SQH: Well, okay, soā¦ I canātā I donāt really remember what theyāre called right now butā¦ I have actually, unfortunately encountered them before. They really are harmless. These ghosts theyā¦ stem from children who died very young. Like really young. Usually in slow, brutal waysā¦ torture, assault, those thingsā¦. All they really do is cling to each other for comfort and flow from place to place.
The room stayed quiet for a moment.
SQQ: And? Why are they sticking to me?
SQH: Thatā Iā You really donāt want me to say it, Shixiongā¦
SQH: Allright, fine. Donāt blame me. Sometimesā¦ theyāll consider living people one of their own and kling to them. Only difference being, the living person survived the kinds of things that killed themā¦
