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Chapter 231 Stable
Even if we don't talk about grocery shopping and cooking, Zhou You wouldn't mind taking the little girl out for a walk. But the problem is that she is a bound spirit. Unless someone triggers the curse of automatic return, her range of movement is only ten meters around the table.

Am I supposed to carry this table with me to go grocery shopping?

He can move it, but after doing something so bizarre, he can forget about ever living in this area again.
Just as Zhou You was struggling with his decision, the female ghost floated into the room, first pointing at Duan Xie, then gesturing towards the table.

It took Zhou You a while to understand what she meant.

"Are you telling me to chop off the corner of the table?"

The female ghost nodded vigorously.

"I'm not Sun Quan, I can't just chop this thing down, okay? I'll chop it down."

Seeing the female ghost baring her teeth again, Zhou You shrugged helplessly, then pulled out the Broken Demon and chopped it down on the table.

A piece of wood fell to the ground.

Oh, what a waste of such a nice table.

However, the female ghost showed no sympathy for his regret. The little guy seemed to want to pick up the piece of wood, but he was bounced away several times after being bumped. Helpless, he could only look up at Zhou You pitifully.

Having come to this point, what else can someone say?
He could only pick up the piece of wood, then called out to the little girl and walked outside.

—The sun is shining brightly outside the building.

Although it was early autumn, the small town where Zhou You was still unbearably hot. Cicadas were screaming in protest against the high temperature. Also, because it was a weekday, there were hardly any pedestrians on the street. Even the few who were there were hiding in the shade. No one was willing to defy the midday sun.

Zhou You didn't seem to mind.

Firstly, with so many enhancements, his body is already beyond that of ordinary people, and a temperature of only thirty-seven or thirty-eight degrees Celsius is not enough for him to bear. Secondly... the person next to him is simply a natural air conditioner, and his presence is as refreshing as a cold spring.

This seemed to be the first time the female ghost had come to the outside world in all these years. At first, she looked a little bewildered, but she quickly became as cheerful as a child her age, always touching and looking around. Sometimes she would tease the sparrows by the roadside, and sometimes she would run to the shade of a tree to watch an old man play chess.

Zhou You watched her run around wildly until the little girl tried to lift up the wig of the man in the plaid shirt. Then he waved her back and let her light body sit on his shoulder.

The vegetable market wasn't far from Zhou You's home, only two or three blocks away. The entire market was located under an overpass. When his father was still alive, Zhou You used to accompany him to the market often—but since his father passed away, he rarely came anymore.

Looking at the dazzling array of familiar vendors, I was at a loss for where to begin.

Finally, the little ghost girl sighed softly, pulled him along, and led him to a stall.

What a coincidence, it's someone I know.

The old woman behind the stall opened her eyes wide and carefully examined it for a while before exclaiming with delight.

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Zhou? It's been so long! It's been almost half a year since Old Zhou passed away, hasn't it?"

Zhou You smiled and nodded.

"Indeed, Aunt Zhang, it's been a long time."

There weren't many customers around noon, and the old lady was really bored. She chatted with Zhou You about everyday things for a long time before she seemed to realize something and patted her head.

"Look at my chatterbox! Alright, Xiao Zhou, what are you planning to buy? Whatever you pick today, Auntie will give you a 20% discount!"

Zhou You showed no signs of impatience throughout—this kind of casual conversation always reminded him of the old man when he was still alive—and then he smiled.

"Then I want it."

However, he stopped midway through his sentence, unsure of how to begin. He could only turn to look at the little ghost girl before continuing under her finger.

"Tomatoes, cabbage, potatoes, and this pork bone... weigh some more for me..." As Zhou You counted out the items, the vegetables gradually filled several plastic bags. However, just as he was about to pay, the old lady casually asked again.

"Hey Zhou, I remember you used to not know how to cook. Why did you suddenly buy so much today?"

Halfway through her sentence, the old woman seemed to remember something and suddenly revealed an extremely gossipy smile.

"—You haven't gotten a girlfriend who cooks for you, have you?"

Zhou You was taken aback, then turned to look at the female ghost.

The female ghost was also staring at him blankly.

—Um, is this illegal or not?
Wait a minute, something's not right. Even if I've been single for ages, I wouldn't go so far as to date a ghost, would I?
Zhou You quickly waved his hand and replied, "Aunt Zhang, please don't joke with me. I just thought I couldn't just drift through life, so I decided to learn how to cook."

Unexpectedly, the other party's smile became even more mischievous.

"Don't hide it from me anymore. At your age, what's so strange about having a girlfriend?"

However, just as Aunt Zhang's gossip-loving nature grew stronger, and Zhou You began to look for an opportunity to slip away.

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Excuse me, this is a leaflet that was sent out today. Please take it."

Upon hearing the voice, the two people and the ghost turned around and saw that it was a security guard dressed in black.

The man was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. He seemed to have been walking in the sun for a long time, his head and body covered in sweat. He forcefully shoved something that looked like a warning sign into Zhang Da Niang's hands and then hurriedly walked toward the next stall.

Excuse me, may I bother you?

Looking at Aunt Zhang's gloomy face, Zhou You was somewhat curious.

"Hey ma'am, what was that guy who sent you just now? You seemed pretty reluctant to accept it?"

Unexpectedly, the old lady spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Who would want to take this thing out of boredom? It's bad luck to even hold it—the killer from that dismemberment murder case from a while ago has resurfaced, so the higher-ups are routinely sending us flyers, telling us to be wary of strangers and to call the police immediately if we encounter anything suspicious."

Who was the dismemberment killer?

Zhou You scratched his chin for no apparent reason.

Because he had exhausted himself fighting the corpse of Doruo, he had been staying at home to recuperate for a while and hadn't even used his phone much, so he had no idea that such a thing had happened in the city.

But in the end, this thing doesn't really have much to do with him.

This isn't a script where the police handle murder cases; why should an ordinary citizen like him get involved?

So when he saw that Aunt Zhang wanted to bring up the topic of his girlfriend again, Zhou You hurriedly grabbed the bags, called out to the female ghost, and planned to run away immediately.

just.

Just as he turned around, for some reason, he suddenly felt as if something was watching him from behind... or perhaps it was the female ghost on his shoulder.

However, when you look back, all you see is an ordinary vegetable market, with nothing there.

(End of this chapter)