The old man who came out of the coffin

"I died so miserably!"

"I died so miserably!"

"Ah! Mom, don't come over!"

"Mom, it's not my fault!"

Sun Dahai woke up from his dream.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo!"

He was drenched in cold sweat, panting heavily.

"What's wrong? Another nightmare?"

His wife looked at him with concern.

He nodded, his face filled with fear.

"Let's go find the ghost slayer tomorrow, this can't go on."

His wife suggested.

"But if that thing..."

Sun Dahai hesitated a bit.

"It's okay, just have them come and get rid of the weird stuff. You don't have to mention it's your mom."

Sun Dahai thought about it, and it seemed like a plausible idea.

"Alright, alright, we'll go tomorrow, we'll go tomorrow."

He didn't want to endure this torment any longer.

The next day, early in the morning.

"Haunted by a ghost?"

Listening to Mo Fengsheng's report below, Ye Xirou frowned.

Now that the day of Luolinglong's arrival in the city was getting closer, Ye Xirou was highly attentive to all the cases.

Afraid that something unexpected might happen.

"Alright, Lord Mo, come with me."

She decided to go personally.

"Okay."

Soon, the two of them rushed to Sun Dahai's house.

"Lord Ye, Sun Dahai's family has been farmers for three generations."

"Sun Dahai and his wife came to the city to work over ten years ago."

"But I heard that a couple of years ago, his mother's house in the countryside was demolished, and they received a significant amount of compensation for it."

"Now they have bought a house and a car in the city, living a relatively prosperous life."

"However, a few days ago, his mother passed away from an illness."

After listening to Mo Fengsheng's report, Ye Xirou's expression became somewhat strange.

This kind of beginning gave her a strange sense of déjà vu.

But isn't this what novels write about? Can such things really happen in real life?

The two of them soon arrived at Sun Dahai's house.

"Not bad, this neighborhood."

Ye Xirou looked around and found it quite nice, although the housing prices were not as high as in the city center.

But it still cost over a million for a unit.

Knock, knock, knock!

Mo Fengsheng approached the door and soon it opened. A bald, overweight man with stubble on his face and an unpleasant expression opened the door.

"Are you Mr. Sun Dahai?" Mo Fengsheng calmly asked, looking at the greasy man in front of him.

"Yes, yes, and who are you two?" Sun Dahai asked.

"We are official ghost slayers. We received your report and heard that you have been haunted by a ghost," Mo Fengsheng explained.

"Ghost slayers?" Sun Dahai's eyes lit up. "Wife! Wife!" he called into the house.

Shortly after, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron came out. "The ghost slayers are here, wife!" Sun Dahai said, his face showing some panic.

"Ah! You two must be the esteemed ghost slayers!" Wang Yanfang exclaimed. "Please come in, please come in!" She immediately welcomed them into the house.

"Hmm, why does this gentleman look somewhat familiar?" she curiously observed Mo Fengsheng.

Mo Fengsheng coughed awkwardly. "I am Mo Fengsheng."

"Ah! Isn't this the former Lord of the City!" Wang Yanfang said with surprise. "Then who is this?" She looked a bit cautious.

"This is the current Lord of Licheng City," Mo Fengsheng explained.

After the merger of the four cities into one, Licheng City was divided into four districts: Jiangcheng, Nancheng, Lincheng, and Lucheng. The city's architecture remained largely the same, preserving the distinctive features of each original city. This area belonged to Jiangcheng District, so the people were not unfamiliar with Mo Fengsheng, as they often encountered him through various means.

"Lord City Lord, welcome to our humble abode. Please come in!" Wang Yanfang said with increased respect upon learning Ye Xirou's identity.

Ye Xirou chuckled lightly. "There's no need for such formality, Auntie. We are here this time to investigate the paranormal incidents. Just treat us as ordinary ghost slayers."

"Alright, alright!" Wang Yanfang nodded with a smile.

Ye Xirou didn't say much and began to survey her surroundings. "How long ago did your mother pass away?" she asked, looking at the black and white photographs on the wall.

"She just reached her seventy-first birthday," Sun Dahai replied.

Mentioning his mother, Sun Dahai seemed visibly depressed. Ye Xirou nodded indifferently. She looked around and could visibly sense a lingering ghostly presence in the house. Among them, the ghostly aura was heaviest in the direction of the memorial hall. She glanced at Mo Fengsheng, who nodded subtly. It seemed that there was a connection between this strangeness and the deceased mother of this household. And at present, the Sun couple seemed to be hiding something.

"Mr. Sun, is it possible that the one who has been haunting you is your mother?" Ye Xirou suddenly spoke up, inexplicably.

Sun Dahai's face suddenly changed, but immediately returned to normal. "Hahaha, Lady Ye is joking. My mother died of a normal illness, it couldn't be, it couldn't be."

However, his attitude had already given Ye Xirou a clue. It seemed that he knew the identity of this eerie presence, but had been concealing it from them both. Yet, they had underestimated the power of the ghost hunter.

"Mr. Sun, do you have any siblings?" Ye Xirou asked truthfully.

Sun Dahai scratched his head and answered honestly, "I have a younger brother who's almost forty and has always been single."

"Oh?" Ye Xirou's eyes lit up. "What does this have to do with my younger brother?"

Sun Dahai asked anxiously, "Does it have anything to do with my younger brother, Lady Ye?"

Ye Xirou shook her head. "It's nothing, just curious." Then she added, "Has your mother been cremated?"

Sun Dahai was taken aback. "No, our custom is to bury the deceased directly."

Ye Xirou nodded. Just then, Mo Fengsheng's phone rang. "What did you say? Okay, alright. Yes, you should go there quickly."

"What happened, Lord Mo?" Ye Xirou asked aloud.

Mo Fengsheng solemnly replied, "The body in Grave No. 761 of Beishan Cemetery has undergone changes."

Upon hearing this, the Sun couple's faces turned pale. "Has someone been sent to suppress it?" Ye Xirou asked calmly.

With the four cities combined and so many ghost hunters, it wasn't like they were idle. Dealing with ordinary zombies wasn't difficult.

"Yes, two teams of ghost hunters have already been dispatched, and we should have results soon," Sun Dahai replied. Ye Xirou nodded in satisfaction. After all, she couldn't be running around for every little thing. As the prestigious Ice Queen, she didn't need to maintain appearances, did she? The two of them waited quietly for the notification from the teams.

However, the Sun couple appeared restless and uneasy. It didn't take long for the message to come back. Mo Fengsheng hung up the phone and looked at the Sun couple with a strange expression.

"Mr. Sun, Grave No. 761, is that where your mother is buried?" Upon hearing these words, the faces of Sun Dahai and his wife turned pale instantly.

At that moment, Ye Xirou interjected, "Mr. Sun, why is the ghostly presence in your house particularly concentrated in front of your mother's photograph?" The two of them began to tremble.

"Mr. Sun, I advise you not to hide anything. With the resources at our disposal, the authorities can easily uncover almost everything," Mo Fengsheng said sternly.

Upon hearing this, the two immediately knelt down. "We... we deeply regret it!"