Rebirth: Ghost Exorciser

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The fat man immediately rolled down the window and waved towards the little girl with a candid look of concern. "Little girl, don't you know how dangerous it is for you to be wandering the streets in the middle of the night? Did you have a quarrel with your parents again? Parents nowadays are really too irresponsible. What if something happens to you? Little girl, why don't you get in Uncle's car and we'll take you home?"

Chi Shuyan looked disinterestedly at the greasy, fat man cottoning up to her and didn't even bother to pay attention to him. The man was shrouded with a dense, mottled, gray-black mist from head to toe, contrary to his facade of simplicity and honesty.

Chi Shuyan looked around and held her breath to feel the scent of the evil ghost that escaped from her hands, but unfortunately to her chagrin, there was completely no trace of the ghost here. She stomped her foot disgruntledly. What a wasted effort after chasing it for several streets. Seeing her looking left and right, the fat man thought she was looking for an opportunity to escape, and hurriedly lurched. "Little girl, what are you looking at? There's nobody around here. Hurry up and get in."

"Fine." Chi Shuyan was in a bad mood, which was why she looked at him and sneered, "Just don't regret it."

Thump, Lin Haoxing in the backseat suddenly leaped up like a fish and hit the car window with his head, blushing and yelling muffledly. Chi Shuyan was stunned, not expecting that there would be a child in the car.

The fat man's face changed drastically. In fear that she would run away, he quickly grabbed Chi Shuyan who was standing outside the car window. Just as he was smiling smugly and lewdly, thinking that he'd have his way with his beastly desire, he suddenly felt not quite right to the touch. Why is this girl's hand so hard and cold like a prosthetic stick?

"BOSS, BOSS, LOOK!" The thin man screamed in terror.

"What are you shouting about…" The fat man broke into a cursing fit and turned around, only to find himself holding a bleeding, hardened prosthetic limb in his hand. And the little girl outside the car window grinned strangely. Her skin was so white and almost transparent. Her eye sockets were empty, streaming with two lines of red blood tears. Covering her absolutely empty shoulders, she complained indistinctly, "I had a hard time piecing it together. Uncle, why did you tear my arm apart?"

The fat man turned his head stiffly, looked down, and immediately saw that there was no shadow where the girl stood under the streetlight. He screamed in horror, threw the hardened prosthetic limb in his arm, stepped on the accelerator wildly, and sped away.

Halfway through the drive, the little girl in red appeared in the middle of the foggy road again. The fat man's face stiffened and he panicked. Recalling some elderly who said that even ghosts were afraid of villains, he immediately tightened a fierce look and kept a straight face. He stared ferociously at her with cloudy eyes, and hurled all kinds of abuse while stepping wildly on the accelerator. "You little ghost, I'm not even scared of evil spirits, so why should I be afraid of you? I'll crush your soul into smithereens!" Then, he drove the car directly toward her and ran her over.

After driving for an hour, the fat man stopped. He panted and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Then, he grinned wickedly. "Finally, we've gotten rid of that dead little ghost, hahaha. I told you ghosts are afraid of villains." Hearing no sound nor compliment from the thinner man, he glared at him in dissatisfaction.

When he turned around and saw the thinner man scared out of his wits, the fat man poked fun at him. "Haha, what kind of sesame nerves do you have?"

"Boss, i-i-it's… behind you!" The thinner man turned ashen in fright and pointed behind the fat man, then immediately pushed the car door open and bolted.

When the fat man heard this, he subconsciously turned and was greeted by a magnified version of the bloodied, pale, rotting face with no eyes pasted on the glass window. Scuffed blood was all over the window, scaring him out of his wits. His ferocity convulsed and he let out a hair-raising scream, "Ghost!" His fat body nimbly scampered like a monkey, abandoned the car and ran away.

2

In the back seat, Lin Haoxing shut his eyes tightly, but the trembling of his little fan lashes betrayed his fear. He shrank into a tight ball, praying that the ghost girl wouldn't notice him. When nothing happened for a long while, he opened his eyes a crack, and whimpered in fear at the enlarged face in front of him.

The seal over his mouth was ripped off with a tug and a warm finger gently poked his cheek. "Kid, you're lucky you've met me."

Lin Haoxing was too frightened to register the words. He closed his eyes tight, grimaced in panic and worked up a scream, when a sweet candy bar reached his mouth. He subconsciously sucked at it, and tasted a tang of sweetness at the tip of his tongue. Only then did he notice the difference. His bindings were untied and someone helped him sit in the back seat.

Lin Haoxing quietly opened one eye and instead of seeing the creepy picture, there was a beautiful elder sister in a red dress in front of him. He sighed in relief.

"Elder Sister, did you save me?"

"Yeah, are you hungry? Here you go." Chi Shuyan handed over a loaf of bread, laid back on the chair, and yawned.

Lin Haoxing stared at Chi Shuyan in a daze. Feeling that she'd appeared out of nowhere somehow, he subconsciously shrank in fright. However, he was too hungry. Looking at Chi Shuyan, who was resting her eyes for a moment, he couldn't resist opening his mouth and taking a few bites of the bread in his hand. He casually turned his head, but seeing a twisted ghost lying on the car window, he paled in fright, covered his mouth, and threw himself into Chi Shuyan's embrace.

Chi Shuyan was a bit helpless and opened her eyes, "What's all the fuss about?"

"Sister, there really is one outside…" Lin Haoxing swallowed the word "ghost" down, his little white face somewhat frustrated. His mom, dad, and grandpa didn't believe he really could see ghosts and always thought he was crazy. Even those friends, who used to play with him, had also stopped playing with him one by one.

Chi Shuyan was disgusted upon seeing it. "There's an ugly ghost." Through the window glass, there was a blurry shadow of a badly mangled body, twisted and deformed. Chi Shuyan stretched out her hand to feel it and quickly figured that the ghost had died of drunken driving and had been dead for years with a heavy grudge. She looked thoughtfully at Lin Haoxing. This child's physique seemed to easily provoke such ghosts.

"You can see it too, sister?" Lin Haoxing glanced at her in surprise, feeling a sense of recognition.

However, this surprise quickly washed away when a cool gust of wind drifted in. No windows were obviously open, but it was spine-chilling. The ghost of the dead drunk driver looked greedily at the two people in the car with the glass in front of him like a virtual mirage. Suddenly, he stretched two distorted, bloody palms and reached in.

Seeing the evil spirit's greed emitting green light and crawling in unimpeded, Lin Haoxing closed his eyes in fright and yelled, "Foxy! Foxy! Help!"

As Lin Haoxing shouted for help, the demonic qi in his body fluctuated and disappeared without a trace, scaring Lin Haoxing, who was on the verge of tears. "Foxy, I'll buy as many chickens and ducks as you want from now on! Don't leave me alone!"