Ghost Catching System

Yi Qingcheng also took a seat, her eyes like enchanting stars that could easily trap a person, saying, ”I know you’re wondering whether Yi Qingcheng is dead or not. I can tell you, she isn’t dead. I am her, and she is me.”

Chu Hao tensed up, asking, ”What do you mean by that?!”

Yi Qingcheng replied indifferently, ”I am still me, still Qinglian’s sister.”

Chu Hao suddenly understood. He had all the information on the Mysterious Girl Avatar in his mind.

Le Shen, one of the Mysterious Girl Avatars, is the most even-tempered among all the Jiuxuan Avatars. She loves music, enjoys dedicating music to others, and bringing joy to people.

Chu Hao relaxed a bit and asked, ”When did you awaken?”

”At the age of thirteen!”

That was so long ago, truly unbelievable.

Yi Qingcheng continued, ”I’m here to talk to you about my sister’s awakening.”

”The Forgetful God, the Mysterious Lady within Qinglian, is a deity of all emotions and desires. Once awakened, she would be devoid of all emotions and desires, ruthless and heartless.”

Yi Qingcheng added, ”I don’t want her to awaken.”

Chu Hao was surprised. As a Mysterious Lady herself, she should want Yi Qinglian to become one as well. Why would she not want that?

”She is the only sister I have in this world. I don’t want my sister to become a heartless person. Revealing my identity to you is to tell you how to suppress her.”

Chu Hao asked, ”You mean, you have developed feelings for her?”

Yi Qingcheng nodded slightly, a nostalgic smile on her face. ”Six years now. I am not the Forgetful God. I have blood, flesh, thoughts. This family gives me warmth. If my sister becomes the Forgetful God, with her ruthlessness, she will certainly kill Qinglian.”

”So, I am here to help you.”

It made sense. There was no need for her to deceive Chu Hao. After all, her power was clear for all to see. She could squash him with a slap.

Chu Hao nodded, asking, ”What should I do?”

He was just thinking of collecting Pretentiousness Points to buy something powerful to seal the Forgetful God. Now that Le Shen was aligning with him, things should be easier.

Yi Qingcheng explained, ”I can’t act directly. As the divine soul of a Mysterious Lady, if other Mysterious Ladies discover this, it may destroy my essence. So, you must act this time.”

Yi Qingcheng extended her hand. In her palm, a crystal-clear Jade Flute suddenly appeared.

”Soul Sealing Melody, that is what I am going to teach you now.”

Chu Hao gaped. Divine Deities were indeed divine. The Jade Flute appeared out of nowhere, a spectacle that would astonish any ordinary person.

Chu Hao picked up the Jade Flute, and immediately some information appeared in his mind.

Besides how to play the Soul Sealing Melody, there was also the System’s notification sound.

System notification: ”Soul Sealing Flute, one of the musical instruments of the Mysterious Female Music God, exchangeable for thirty thousand Pretentiousness Points.”

Impressive, this thing could be exchanged for thirty thousand Pretentiousness Points.

Chu Hao marveled and then suddenly said, ”Wait a minute! I don’t know how to play the flute.”

”I’ll teach you.”

Chu Hao asked cautiously, ”Sister Le Shen, what if the flute breaks?”

He was making an analogy; if it broke, it would equate to him exchanging it for Pretentiousness Points.

Yi Qingcheng replied calmly, ”If this Soul Sealing Flute breaks, it would injure my soul, so try not to let it break.”

Seeing her sincere face, Chu Hao blushed, feeling guilty. She was being honest, and there he was, thinking of exchanging it. This sister was so straightforward; how could I be so shameless?

Then, the two of them played the flute in the room.

Don’t misunderstand, they were actually playing the flute, not the other ”playing flute.”

After practicing all morning, someone knocked on the door.

Tang Mo’s anxious voice came through, saying, ”Chu Hao, stop playing, it sounds terrible. Something has happened to Qinglian.”

Chu Hao and Yi Qingcheng both were startled and opened the door.

Tang Mo looked at them oddly, eyeing Chu Hao and asking, ”How come Qingcheng is in your room? What were you doing?”

”Playing the flute.”

Tang Mo scowled. This guy had only been here a few days and he was already hitting on Yi Qingcheng! Damned bastard—that’s Qinglian’s sister, after all. This kid really has no good intentions.

Tang Mo said to Yi Qingcheng, pulling her aside, ”Qingcheng, this guy hasn’t tried anything with you, has he?”

Yi Qingcheng gently shook her head.

Chu Hao waved his hand dismissively and said, ”Don’t sweat the small stuff. What’s happened to Qinglian?”

Tang Mo said anxiously, ”Someone wants to operate on Qinglian.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Hao became furious and said, ”Who wants to operate? I’ll cut them first.”

「...」

Yi Qinglian’s condition had the Yi family in a state of extreme anxiety. They had consulted many doctors and various masters.

One day, the Yi family invited a master who was said to be a descendant of Hua Tuo, living in seclusion in the mountains for many years.

「At the moment, in Yi Qinglian’s room.」

In attendance were Yi Zhengjun and Yi Qinglian’s mother, along with a few others.

He Shaotian’s head was wrapped in gauze, looking somewhat like an onion, following a severe beating by Herz a few days earlier that landed him in the hospital.

He was so angry at that time, inwardly cursing Chu Hao.

Unable to retaliate against Herz, he directed his anger at Chu Hao—that kid was nothing but a jinx!

He Junhao was the same—instead of helping him after he got beaten up, he distanced himself and didn’t even visit him at the hospital.

Unbeknownst to them, He Junhao had been arrested by the Seventh District and had been missing for several days.

Yi Qinglian’s mother asked, ”Shaotian, what happened to your head?”

”Auntie! I’m fine, I got into a car accident,” He Shaotian replied, forcing a smile.

Yi Qinglian’s mother nodded and advised, ”Young man, you should drive slower.”

”Yes, yes,” He Shaotian quickly agreed.

When addressing his future mother-in-law, He Shaotian naturally spoke carefully. But inside, he cursed Chu Hao thoroughly.

Yi Qinglian’s mother, Consort Tang Cai, asked with concern, ”This master... will he be effective?”

He Shaotian remained silent as a middle-aged woman beside him said, ”Cai, rest assured. This master is a descendant of Hua Tuo who has lived in seclusion in the mountains. It wasn’t easy to invite him here, but he will surely be able to cure Qinglian’s illness.”

Also present was an old man, healthy and robust, who was Yi Qinglian’s grandfather.

Yi Qinglian’s grandfather said, ”I have also heard of the medical skills of Ghost Doctor. Let’s wait and see.”

Consort Tang Cai didn’t speak further but watched silently, very anxious.

On the sickbed, an elderly man was taking a pulse, his hair streaked with white and his eyes murky. Behind him stood two young men, apparently the old man’s disciples.

Hua Zhen, known to the world as the living Hua Tuo.

In fact, Hua Zhen carried on the lineage of the Ghost Doctor, which specialized in healing both humans and ghosts with astonishing techniques.

Soon, Hua Zhen whispered something to his disciple and then closed his eyes, assuming the air of a sage.

The disciple behind Hua Zhen said, ”Master says surgery is necessary.”

Surgery!

Everyone was shocked. Yi Qinglian’s grandfather hurriedly asked, ”Ghost Doctor, where will you operate?”

Hua Zhen replied indifferently, ”The skull.”

The faces of those present turned grim. Operating on the skull—Qinglian was indeed unconscious, but what was this about opening up her skull?

Yi Zhengjun asked, ”Old sir, can you tell what ailment my daughter has?”

Hua Zhen still spoke indifferently, ”A Ghost Heart is causing her trouble.”

The crowd exchanged looks. Hua Zhen seemed to have some real expertise; they waited to hear what else he had to say.