Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

When Jiang Buyan arrived at the big courtyard, the couple here were eating and chatting at the door with bowls in hand.

Seeing Jiang Buyan, the woman smiled and asked her where she was going so late.

Before Jiang Buyan could answer, there was a brief knock on the door.

"Hey, I guess the mute is looking for someone again." The man had a accustomed expression. She waved her hand to the woman next to her and motioned for her to open the door, while she walked towards the kitchen with the bowl in hand.

The woman put away the smile on her face and walked slowly to the door with the bowl in hand. As soon as the door opened, she saw a man with a thin face and ragged clothes.

He was not tall and carried a broken wooden stick. His withered and yellow face was hidden under his hair, which was as messy as weeds. He was no different from a beggar.

When he saw the woman opening the door, he made some gestures with his hands, pointing at himself and looking into the courtyard.

"No, we didn't see your wife, she's not here." The woman's voice suddenly rose, so loud that Jiang Buyan, who was standing far away, found it harsh.

It was such a loud sound, but the mute seemed not to have heard it. He turned sideways without giving up, put his feet up, and tried to look inside.

When the woman saw him like this, she simply stood aside to make way for the mute to see him openly.

"Look for it! Look for it! I told you it's not here."

The mute looked for a while, and then stopped looking when he saw that there really wasn't the person he was looking for.

Jiang Buyan thought he would leave if he couldn't find anyone, but he never expected that he would kneel down in front of the woman with a plop, kowtow heavily to her, and gesture with his skinny fingers in the air.

The woman looked unfazed and had no intention of helping him. She just nodded perfunctorily and said, "I know, I know. I will definitely look for you when I see your wife."

Hearing the woman's answer, the mute's face was full of gratitude, and he got up and rushed to the next house.

The man who had just come out of the kitchen saw that the mute was about to leave, and quickly shouted to stop him: "I've been looking for it for another day, and you haven't eaten yet? No, take it."

The man handed the meal in a plastic bag to the mute. The mute did not refuse, bowed to him, and left in a hurry.

"Auntie, he is..." Jiang Buyan asked doubtfully.

The woman sent the mute away, closed the door, and explained: "He, the mute in our village, is not very smart. Since his wife was lost, he has been looking for her every day, going from house to house."

"Can he get a wife under such conditions?" Jiang Buyan looked at the couple in disbelief.

Sure enough, when he heard Jiang Buyan's question, the man's eyes were filled with contempt.

"How can he afford a wife? He just picked up a stupid woman."

Jiang Buyan said oh, and then asked: "Then when did his wife lose her?"

"Last winter? Oh, I'm a fool to begin with. It's not surprising that I got lost." The woman muttered in reply while taking a mouthful of food.

winter? What a coincidence?

The ghost seemed to be wearing winter clothes.

Jiang Buyan looked complicated, and then asked: "What does her wife look like? Is she good-looking?"

"Haha!" The man laughed as if he had heard some joke: "How good-looking can a fool be? He is barely human."

The woman echoed from the side: "She can't even take care of herself. She relies on that mute to take care of her. Otherwise, she would be just like a savage in the mountains."

"Haha... yes." Jiang Buyan smiled dryly. When she couldn't find anything, she just found an excuse and went out.

There are not many people on the road. Rural people don’t like to go out at night. Most of them are at home at this time.

Jiang Buyan looked at the brightly lit houses all around and felt troubled for a moment.

She didn't know where the mute lived...

On second thought, he looked like he was in need and maybe he didn't have a home at all.

"Ke Li." Jiang Buyan called out to Ke Li helplessly and said, "Please fly higher to see if there is a beggar holding a wooden stick."

"Okay." Ke Li flew high into the sky and scanned the entire village condescendingly, and soon found the person Jiang Buyan was talking about.

"One hundred meters ahead, that house on the left."

"Thank you, go back and rest." Jiang Buyan said as she walked forward. She always felt that the birth ghost was related to the mute, and maybe she was the wife he was looking for.

"Ayan, that family is beating him." Ke Li floated to Jiang Buyan's side and warned.

"Huh? Then I have to go quickly."

Jiang Buyan frowned and ran directly to that house.