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She Can See Ghosts

This text has no male lead, no romance. The female lead is slightly timid in the first volume, a bit infatuated in the second, and from the third volume onwards... life seems like a Siberian Husky. Below is the sequence of volumes, if there are chapters missing, they're probably blocked. 1 Who's best at murder and dismemberment? Look in the suitcase for jackals and wolves. 2 I can handle tutoring, even rocks can be turned to gold. 3 Freshman military training brings tears, Changan loves to eat smoked sausage. 4 A thousand miles of predestined marriage hangs by a thread, whether it's good or bad all depends on fate. 5 My idol is the absolute best, the idol chose me to be their partner. 6 The boss behind the scenes is here, doing whatever they want without logic. 7 Ghost Festival inspiration comes late, helplessly put here. 8 Official advancement and wealth cost a child's life, a good son leaps like a carp over the dragon gate. 9 A trip to the plastic surgery clinic, all the fat is shaken off. 11 Who in the Human World can resist a beauty? Run out of roman numerals, use numbers instead. 11 Turtles may live long, but still dread the end, the characters fear a 404. 12 The local zombie looks handsome, cries out adorably when opening its mouth. 13 One dance captures the city, the beauty of the past fades away. There's a lot more, too tired to write the summary...

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Chapter 5: The Living

At that moment, a young couple approached from around the corner of the street, having just eaten at a barbecue stand, only to be attracted by a tempting aroma and followed it there.

They thought for sure there would be another snack stall around the corner, but to their surprise, when they turned the corner, there was nothing but a lonely, empty intersection without a single stall.

The place was too secluded with hardly two pedestrians visible. Devoid of human presence, even the street lights appeared dim and deserted.

Looking around, there was only a girl squatting on the ground, looking down and fiddling with something. Beside her was a small, old coal stove, supporting a super large iron pot, shrouded in mist, obscuring whatever was being cooked inside, but without a doubt, the fragrance was emanating from there!

"This doesn't look like a snack business..."

The couple murmured to themselves.