Who says vengeful ghosts can't go on blind dates?

Ren Zhizhe waved to the pigeons above the lake.

Perhaps the pigeons were flying too high, because no matter how he waved, the birds soaring freely in the air did not react at all.

"Well, it seems I haven't been here for too long." Ren Zhizhe smiled, a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

"It's alright. After all, you didn't even take out..."

Just as Song Yufei was about to offer a few words of comfort, Ren Zhizhe suddenly pointed behind her: "Ah, look at the ground behind you!"

What?

On the ground?

Are there pigeons on the ground?

Song Yufei turned around and looked incredulously in the direction Ren Zhizhe was pointing.

There really was a white dove behind her.

It walked around on the ground, occasionally lowering its head to peck at something.

But—when did this pigeon land?

If it fell from such a high place, why didn't she notice?

Song Yufei wanted to get closer, but she was also hesitant. In the end, she could only observe the pigeons that had landed on the ground from a distance.

It looks...normal?

White feathers, red feet, black eyes. Just like a pigeon in the real world.

But... is this really normal?

Can pigeons really fly that high?

This pigeon is probably a vengeful ghost.

So, what are the other party's rules?

Suddenly, a pigeon hopped over, startling Song Yufei so much that her heart stopped.

Song Yufei took several steps back. Just as the gray pigeon was getting closer, Ren Zhizhe floated past her.

What is this anthropomorphic vengeful ghost trying to do?

Song Yufei held her breath, watching helplessly as Ren Zhizhe blocked the white dove's path.

The white dove continued walking forward. It only stopped when it bumped into Ren Zhizhe.

Then, the white dove raised its head.

It seemed to glance at Ren Zhizhe, while Ren Zhizhe seemed to be looking at it in return.

"Gah!"

The white dove suddenly opened its beak. Its barbed tongue flew out from its beak, and the whole bird soared high into the air.

The rules of killing by white doves seem to be related to hitting people and blocking roads?

Can Ren Zhizhe withstand the killing rules of this pigeon? He probably can, after all, this anthropomorphic vengeful ghost said that it used to come here often.

"Splat!"

Ren Zhizhe grabbed the pigeon that flew over and then snapped its neck at lightning speed.

The white dove still wanted to attack. But suddenly, a "pigeon feed" package crawled out from the sleeve of the hand that Ren Zhizhe was holding the white dove.

The packaging bag was unzipped, and the contents climbed onto the white dove's body. Then, the zipper suddenly transformed into sharp teeth, swallowing the white dove whole.

The white dove tried to struggle, but it was no use. It had been suppressed by Ren Zhizhe's rules of killing and was powerless to resist the packaging bag.

Soon, Ren Zhizhe only had "pigeon feed" left.

And this is the pigeon feed that Ren Zhizhe said "pigeons love to eat"!

"this……"

Song Yufei was completely stunned by Ren Zhizhe's move.

Pigeon feed packaging bags?

When... wasn't he eaten by that faceless demon?

What is this?

Grab it in one go, and refine it in an instant?

At the same time, the flock of pigeons that had been flying in the sky also flew down one by one.

They lined up orderly ten meters in front of Ren Zhizhe, hopping and craning their necks to look at the pigeon feed, their eyes full of human-like expectation.

"Let's go, the pigeons are waiting for us." Ren Zhizhe turned around, waved the pigeon feed at Song Yufei, and said with a smile.

However, Song Yufei felt no smile, only a chill.

ten meters.

The gray pigeons stayed ten meters away, and not one of them crossed the boundary.

Ren Zhizhe walked over.

He took out the bag of pigeon feed that had been transformed from pigeons and casually tore open the packaging.

Song Yufei noticed that the pigeon feed packaging did not contain the grains she had imagined, but rather a grayish-white powder that emitted a faint fishy smell.

Ren Zhizhe grabbed a handful of powder and sprinkled it on the ground.

The pigeons immediately swarmed over, eagerly pecking at the powder.

The gray pigeons pecked at the ground with their beaks, making a "tap-tap-tap" sound, like raindrops hitting tiles.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Ren Zhizhe handed the bag to Song Yufei.

Song Yufei hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and grabbed the bag from Ren Zhizhe's hand.

She didn't dare to grab the contents with her hands, but instead tilted the bag and poured the contents onto the ground.

Upon seeing this, the pigeons immediately surrounded her and quickly pecked at the food at her feet.

Several gray pigeons even hopped onto her shoes, tilting their heads to look at her, their black eyes reflecting her face.

Song Yufei froze, too afraid to move.

"Don't be nervous." Ren Zhizhe patted Song Yufei on the back. "It's just a pigeon, it won't bite."

As soon as she finished speaking, a pigeon suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, landing on Song Yufei's shoulder.

Song Yufei froze completely.

The pigeon tilted its head and looked at her, then opened its beak and a tiny human head emerged from its throat.

In that instant, Song Yufei's heart almost stopped!

The miniature head, only the size of a fingernail, had all the facial features and was slowly moving its eyes to meet Song Yufei's gaze.

"Gurgle—"

The head opened its mouth and made a sound like a pigeon's coo, and then even smaller arms, the size of a grain of rice, emerged from its throat.

"Please help us..."

The human head's expression was one of extreme pain.

Song Yufei's pupils suddenly contracted.

What does this mean?

The mouth of that miniature human head opened and closed, producing a soft, weak sound, yet each word was clear.

"Help us... We can't get out... We can't get out..."

Can't get out? What do you mean, can't get out?

Before Song Yufei could figure out what was going on, the flock of pigeons suddenly stirred upon hearing those words.

The gray pigeons, which had been docilely pecking at their food, all raised their heads, their black eyes turning in unison to the pigeon on Song Yufei's shoulder.

That gaze wasn't like that of a bird—too orderly, too purposeful, like some kind of silent command.

The gray pigeons all opened their mouths. In an instant, countless tiny human heads emerged.

The heads all looked different. Some were old, some were young, some were men, and some were women.

All these heads were staring straight at Song Yufei, making her feel uneasy.

Why?

"Why the lockdown?"

"We're still alive!"

"We're not dead yet!"

"Please help us..."

Song Yufei felt that the world had gone completely mad.

Her hands trembled involuntarily. This tremor caused a large amount of pigeon feed to spill out.

The gray pigeons' attention was once again drawn to the pigeon feed.

In an instant, all the pigeons began pecking at the pigeon feed on the ground, and even the one that was perched on Song Yufei's shoulder flapped its wings and flew down.

Will this bag of pigeon feed lure away the gray pigeons?

Song Yufei breathed a sigh of relief.

We're safe for now.

"How was it? Feeding the pigeons felt pretty good, didn't it?"

Ren Zhizhe's voice came from beside him, his tone as calm as if he were asking how the weather was today.

Song Yufei shook her head stiffly, her gaze still fixed on the flock of pigeons pecking at their food.

The tiny human heads had already retracted into the pigeon's throat, as if what had just happened was merely her hallucination.

But she knew it wasn't a hallucination.

There's something wrong with these pigeons!

I can't stay in this park any longer. I must find a reason to leave as soon as possible!

"Uh, really?" Seeing Song Yufei shake her head, Ren Zhizhe chuckled to himself, "I actually think it feels pretty good to be surrounded by small animals like this."

He originally thought that girls would prefer the feeling of being surrounded by small animals.

Now it seems that's not the case?

"No. It's mainly because... I prefer cats and dogs to feeding birds."

"You prefer cats and dogs?" Ren Zhizhe nodded and made a note of it.

If given the chance, he decided to take Song Yufei to the cat cafe next time.

On the other side, because there were so many pigeons, Song Yufei could only keep pouring pigeon feed onto the ground.

With the pigeon feed under control, the gray pigeons indeed wouldn't cause her any trouble.

However, pigeon feed is not unlimited.

Once the pigeon feed was finished, all the pigeons stretched out their tiny human heads towards Song Yufei again.

Clearly, pigeon feed can only delay the problem; it cannot stop these problematic grey pigeons at all.

"Hello there."

The gray pigeons spoke. This time, their words were clear, and they seemed much more normal.

But is this really the case?

A talking pigeon? Is that normal?

Song Yufei dared not give a response at all.

The pigeon seemed to be waiting for Song Yufei to reply, but Song Yufei had no such intention at all.

For a moment, she found herself in a standoff with the gray pigeons.

At that moment, the world seemed to fall silent.

The heads stopped talking, but stared at Song Yufei with an extremely unsettling look.

"We know you."

"You're the little girl who came here before."

"You can definitely help us! I remember now, you're from the Song family..."

"I seem to remember that the Song family was the most powerful family in Shicheng."

"The Song family is powerful; they can definitely save us!"

"...What?" Song Yufei's mind went blank for a moment.

She took a careful look at the group of miniature heads.

Why would these gray pigeons say such things?

Song Yufei's fingertips trembled slightly, and the empty pigeon feed bag made a soft rustling sound in her hand.

Could it be that they are all human?

Are they all humans from the real world?

Song Yufei's throat tightened, as if it were being choked by an invisible hand.

She tried to back away, but found that her feet seemed to be rooted to the ground.

The gray pigeons began to rapidly approach her. They didn't launch any attack, but simply kept asking Song Yufei for help.

Ren Zhizhe stood aside and watched Song Yufei interact with the gray pigeon.

He was completely oblivious to the pigeons' unusual behavior. In his eyes, Song Yufei was simply interacting with the pigeons normally, nothing more.

Ren Zhizhe looked down at the empty packaging bag in his hand and sighed softly.

"We're running out of pigeon feed," he muttered to himself. "Knowing there were two of us, and yet... sigh, I should have bought a few more bags."

The gray pigeons drew closer and closer to Song Yufei. They jumped up one by one, piling up like a human pyramid, completely surrounding her.

"Help us..."

"Please save us!"

"You..." Song Yufei's voice was dry and hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed together. "Who...who exactly are you?"

She knew she shouldn't ask.

In the eerie world, initiating a conversation with a vengeful ghost often means triggering the rules of murder.

But what these heads said was really... and they seemed to carry human emotions, even... human despair.

The gray pigeon closest to her tilted its head, and the human head in its throat revealed a bitter smile.

"people!"

"We are human beings!"

"Help us, we want to go home."

"Back to the human world!"

"go back!"

"We want to go back!"

Looking at these tiny human heads, each different from the last, Song Yufei felt... that they really did look like humans?

"Please help us! You can definitely do it..."

"I..." Song Yufei didn't know how to start the conversation.

Leaving aside the fact that she is currently in dire straits herself, and regardless of whether she can actually do it.

Even if, hypothetically, she could actually do it, should we really send these "humans" who have clearly mutated into pigeons back?

Are these pigeons vengeful ghosts?

She didn't say a word.

But Song Yufei forgot that sometimes, not speaking is also a form of attitude.

"On what grounds?"

Seeing that Song Yufei remained silent, the gray pigeons' emotions suddenly exploded.

They started screaming and howling!

"Ugh!" In that instant, Song Yufei felt a tightness in her chest.

The sky is spinning.

The earth was shaking.

The lake water began to flow backwards towards the sky. The gray pigeons swooped down on her, all pulling at her with their claws, as if trying to engulf Song Yufei in the sky.

Song Yufei certainly wanted to resist.

But her mental state at the moment is very strange.

She felt dazed, as if she were drunk. She walked unsteadily, and her body was completely powerless.

Her mental state began to collapse.

Just as she was at the peak of her mental derangement, Song Yufei suddenly felt something grab her hand.

Are you alright?

It is Ren Zhizhe.

Ren Zhizhe had just taken her hand.

In an instant, the world before Song Yufei's eyes returned to normal, and her mental state also returned to normal.

Was it Ren Zhizhe who made the move?

She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if she had truly been given a second chance at life.

As soon as Ren Zhizhe made his move, the dense flock of gray pigeons immediately suffered.

The gray pigeon's beak suddenly snapped shut, biting off the human head along with its outstretched thin arm.

The heads rolled to the ground, turning into a muddy mess in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that their killing rules and those of the other gray pigeons were suppressed in an instant, the gray pigeons were all frightened and hurriedly flapped their wings and scattered away.

Ren Zhizhe's original intention was not to kill them, but to drive them away.

Therefore, Ren Zhizhe did not casually swat these pigeon ghosts to death.

But that was enough to terrify the pigeon ghost.

They don't understand.

Why would Ren Zhizhe protect a human?

"I noticed you were surrounded by these pigeons and seemed a bit lost... so I pulled you out and chased the gray pigeons away as well."