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Chapter 171 Good People and Bad People

"This was obtained by my spouse from Jiuhua Mountain. I don't know if it's effective, but I'm keeping it here for peace of mind."

As he spoke, he took out three incense sticks, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

The room was immediately filled with a faint sandalwood scent.

"I've had people come and see before, but it was all useless. They just tried to fool me, an old man who doesn't understand. One of them even got scared and ran away. It's ridiculous that they dare to come to people's homes to exorcise ghosts like that."

"Teacher Luo, since you know there's a ghost in this house, why do you still dare to come and clean it every week?" Old Zhong said with amusement.

Upon hearing this, Teacher Luo hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, I don't believe in these things."

"Then why did you send someone to come and see? And what you just said doesn't sound like you don't believe it." Old Zhong loved to undermine him, and even though almost forty years had passed, he still couldn't help but go against him first.

"I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but I can't find the problem, so I want to find someone to take a look and help me find the problem."

"Oh—so that's how it is?" Old Zhong said sarcastically.

"You little rascal, you're so old, and you still try to annoy this old man like me." Teacher Luo slapped Old Zhong across the face in annoyance.

"I just want to find out the reason, even if I can't solve it in the end, I still want to figure out where the problem lies." Teacher Luo's tone was stubborn.

Perhaps because of Lao Zhong, he was not at all as stubborn, obstinate, and difficult to talk to as described in the materials; he was very easygoing throughout the entire process.

The two talked in the living room, while Shen Qingzhou looked around the house.

He looked through the master bedroom, the second bedroom, the study, and the kitchen one by one, finally stopping in front of the wardrobe against the wall in the second bedroom.

Opening the cabinet door, you can see a semi-transparent boy curled up inside. He looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with youthful features, and is sleeping soundly with his knees drawn up to his chest.

Sensing the movement, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, instantly shrinking into the deepest part of the wardrobe, staring at Shen Qingzhou with wary eyes.

"Will you come out on your own, or should I drag you out?" Shen Qingzhou asked, looking at the other person.

"You—you can see me?" The boy was somewhat surprised.

Shen Qingzhou didn't answer his question; instead, she simply reached out and pulled him out of the closet.

"Let go, let go of me—" the boy struggled violently.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from Shen Qingzhou's seemingly light and airy hand.

"Tell me, why did you harm Teacher Luo's family?" The runes on the back of Shen Qingzhou's hand flashed, and the boy immediately let out a shrill scream.

Hearing Shen Qingzhou's voice in the living room, Teacher Luo and Old Zhong rushed to the door. Seeing his strange behavior, they didn't dare to come in and stood at the door watching with curiosity and nervousness.

"I didn't want to harm Teacher Luo. I wanted them to leave. It's dangerous here—" The boy's voice was trembling with tears.

"You mean 501?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

"You knew too?" The boy's tone was tinged with surprise.

"There's a very fierce evil spirit living across the street. He's lost his legs and is trapped inside the house, but he keeps crawling out. It won't be long before he gets out."

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Shen Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly remembered Teacher Fang, who had passed away from paralysis, as mentioned by Teacher Luo.

Teacher Fang has been paralyzed in bed for several years. Even if he dies, this fact of being "unable to move" will not disappear into thin air.

From Teacher Luo's description, it's clear that this person has a strong, stubborn, and extremely self-centered personality; his obstinacy is ingrained in his very bones.

The despair of being paralyzed and unable to move was like a steel stamp on his mind, etched into his soul. Even after death, he remained trapped in bed, and that room was the cage that imprisoned him.

If he were willing to let go of his obsession, return to the underworld, and enter the cycle of reincarnation, nothing would happen.

But he died with resentment and bitterness, and for years he has been desperately trying to break free of his restraints, crawling towards the door day and night.

Once he crawls out of the room and steps out of that house, he will completely break free from the shackles of his obsession and transform into a vicious ghost. At that time, the residents of this building will probably all suffer.

Shen Qingzhou didn't ask any more questions and directly pulled the boy towards the living room.

Upon seeing Shen Qingzhou emerge in an odd posture, as if dragging something along, Teacher Luo and Old Zhong, who were standing at the door, quickly stepped aside.

Shen Qingzhou pulled the boy straight to the Guanyin statue in front of the table, removed the three burning incense sticks from the incense burner, and with a flick of her wrist, three new incense sticks appeared, dark red in color.

He lit the incense stick in his hand and put it back into the incense burner.

Wisps of smoke twisted and turned in the air, like a path of smoke, winding towards the boy's body.

The boy, who was originally only visible to him, gradually revealed a clear outline in front of the three of them.

"Lin Yuan?"

When Teacher Luo saw the boy's face clearly, she froze on the spot, blurted out his name, her voice trembling uncontrollably, and her eyes instantly reddened.

The boy's name was Lin Yuan, and he was once a student in Teacher Luo's class.

She was also a bitter child, born into a single-parent family, living with her alcoholic and gambling father, suffering domestic violence for many years, and always bearing injuries.

Teacher Luo always protected him and often took him home for meals.

But when he was in the second year of junior high school, his father got drunk and accidentally beat him to death.

Mr. and Mrs. Luo were saddened for a long time because of this.

Lin Yuan was especially happy to see that Teacher Luo still remembered him.

"Teacher Luo, you can finally see me! I—I—" he stammered, unable to utter the next words.

"You little rascal, you didn't cause all those problems in my family, did you?" Teacher Luo said with a hint of reproach.

However, he wasn't very angry.

"Teacher Luo, I'm sorry." Lin Yuan lowered his head, looking like he had done something wrong and was admitting his punishment.

"Why did you do this? When you were alive, Teacher Luo, I didn't do anything to wrong you, did I?" Teacher Luo said.

Seeing Teacher Luo and Lin Yuan talking, Old Zhong muttered quietly from behind, "They said they didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but they've accepted it very quickly!"

Hearing Teacher Luo's stern tone, Lin Yuan became even more flustered, standing there looking somewhat at a loss.

He was clearly not wrong in this matter, and he was even doing a good deed, but he couldn't utter a single word of defense.

This is because his personality was like that during his lifetime, and it cannot be changed even after his death. It is also a kind of mental imprint, and only a strong stimulus can cause a drastic change in personality.

This is also why those who were clearly good-natured in life but died unjustly or wrongfully and harbored hatred in their hearts become evil ghosts or vengeful spirits after death.

Seeing this, Shen Qingzhou couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he helped explain the reason.

Upon hearing this, Teacher Luo realized that he was not someone who was unwilling to admit his mistakes, so he immediately apologized to Lin Yuan.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan immediately flashed a bright smile.

"It's alright, Teacher Luo, as long as you don't wrong me," he said.

Teacher Luo was slightly taken aback when she heard this, because the person who said this was someone who was often wronged by others.

He recalled Lin Yuan's life, his unfortunate life, which included not only abusive father but also bullying from his peers.

A group of people looked down on him, criticized him, wronged him, and thought he was bad.

But after he died, a group of people said he was a good child, a sensible child, an obedient child.

Those who praise him and those who criticize him are the same group of people.

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