It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

This girl made Li Xianyu a little uneasy. It wasn't that she wasn't strong in combat; in fact, as a cold-blooded killer trained since childhood, her combat power was definitely 999+. But her condition made Li Xianyu feel very insecure. How to put it? Yes, she was unreliable.

The advantage of machines is that they execute commands strictly and efficiently, but they are completely indifferent to anything outside of those commands.

In comparison, my great-grandmother seems more reliable.

The three of them left the building and walked along the shops on both sides for ten minutes before arriving at the Shaxian Hotel. It was almost dinner time, and the Shaxian store was closed. The owner's family lived upstairs. The so-called commercial and residential use meant that the first floor was used as a store and the upper floors were residential rooms.

The mission materials included the boss's address. Go into the building, take the elevator, and knock on the door of the Shaxian restaurant owner on the sixth floor.

The proprietress opened the door; she was a slightly plump young woman with fairly delicate features. She asked blankly, "Who are you looking for?"

In fact, Li Xianyu would visit the Shaxian Hotel every few days, but the proprietress obviously didn't recognize him. That's normal, as the proprietress serves countless customers every day and naturally wouldn't remember him.

Li Xianyu pulled out his ID card. "I am the attending physician of the Third Mental Hospital."

The proprietress's face lit up with joy. She stepped aside and led Li Xianyu and his companions inside: "Please come in, please come in. I'm so sorry to have to make you come all this way. Hospitals now offer door-to-door service."

She had obviously been informed by the hospital and was not surprised by the visit of Li Xianyu and the other two.

Baoze Group has enormous power, no wonder it has a legitimate background; it has paved the way for everything.

Li Xianyu came to investigate. If a vengeful spirit was hiding in the house, he would have Sanwu deal with it on the spot. If the spirit wasn't there, Li Xianyu would gather more details and then consider a solution.

The mission data was ultimately incomplete; he needed to find out how the vengeful spirit came to be and why it was harassing the Shaxian shop owner.

In the same neighborhood, the house had the exact same layout as Li Xianyu's. A boy, who looked like a primary school student, was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching "Boonie Bears" with great interest.

Li Xianyu thought sympathetically that kids these days are pathetic, watching all sorts of rubbish. Back in his day, in the 1990s, Japanese animation was at its peak, with countless brilliant works emerging, and domestic animation was also incredibly well-crafted. Unlike kids today, whose childhoods are so monotonous and dull.

The elementary school student suddenly stood up, rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out a helmet with a black alloy shell and a high-tech look, saying, "Mom, I want to play games."

The landlady had no interest in the child and simply hummed in response.

Li Xianyu: "..."

He recognized the helmet as Dongfeng Technology's latest VR gaming helmet, priced at 18888 yuan. This helmet was launched at the end of last year, and Li Xianyu had been eyeing it for a long time, but he couldn't afford it at all with his monthly living expenses of 3,000 yuan.

Kids these days are so lucky. Back in the 90s, they'd be heartbroken if they bought an infrared bullet toy. To collect all the Pokémon cards, they'd be so reckless as to steal their parents' spare change.

Opening a restaurant is indeed a lucrative business...

The landlady led them into the bedroom, which was brightly lit. The overhead chandelier, the desk lamp, and the bedside lamp were all on, as if trying to dispel something.

The owner of the Shaxian Hotel sat leaning against the headboard, covered with a thin blanket. The man looked extremely unwell, exhausted, with bloodshot eyes that darted aimlessly around the room.

This is a natural reaction when people are under stress. It's like watching a horror movie at night; when you go to the bathroom, you turn on all the lights in the house, check every corner, and make sure there's nothing strange before you can go to the bathroom with peace of mind.

"Old Gu, the doctor has come to see you," the landlady said.

Li Xianyu gave a brief self-introduction, stating that he would be taking over the boss's case and that he had come specifically to check on the hospital's home visit service program.

The story had many flaws, but the hospital had given them prior notice, so the owners had no suspicions.

The man nodded to Li Xianyu, forcing a smile.

"You may have already mentioned some of these points, but I'll ask them again here, hoping it won't bring back any unpleasant memories." Li Xianyu's expression was serious, trying to add as much authority as possible to his young and handsome face.

Many twenty-year-old young men still have a childlike innocence, especially those from the city. Fortunately, Li Xianyu had lived alone for several years, and being away from his parents' wings was the best way to grow. Moreover, he was sociable and no longer a boy; he was a proper, upright, and refined man.

"When did you start having nightmares?" Li Xianyu asked.

"A week ago," the boss said, his voice tinged with exhaustion.

"Did anything happen during that time?" Li Xianyu asked again.

The boss shook his head.

The proprietress interjected, "No, he wasn't feeling well those few days. Even though it was very hot, he would inexplicably feel cold, and his sleep quality was also poor."

Li Xianyu's heart skipped a beat: "So, what have you been through during this time?"

The proprietress and the proprietress both shook their heads, clearly not remembering these details.

"By the way, after my mother's seventh day memorial, he started feeling unwell. Do you think it's possible that..." The boss's expression changed slightly.

The proprietress scolded, "What nonsense are you spouting? If you're sick, get proper treatment instead of these feudal superstitions."

You might not know this, but your mom has always been following you around... He kept this resentment to himself.

"How are your family relationships?"

The young couple remained silent in response to his question, only nodding.

Li Xianyu turned to look at the two idiots at the door and said, "You two go out first, and keep the room quiet."

Li Xianyu secretly gave his great-grandmother a look: Go and take a look around the house, see if there are any ghosts.

Great-grandmother nodded silently, her eyes responding: Leave it to Great-grandmother.

Sanwu clearly lacked this kind of insight and was completely bewildered throughout.

The door closed, and Li Xianyu continued, "Describe the dream."

The boss looked terrified. "I dreamt of a man who kept chasing me, saying he was going to break my legs. I tried desperately to escape, but he kept chasing me, and every time he caught me, he held my feet tightly..."

"When I wake up in the morning, my feet will have a ring of bruises."

He pulled back the blanket to show Li Xianyu his left calf, where there were patches of bruises.

The fear on the shop owner's face seemed to overflow. "Doctor, I really saw a ghost, really, you have to believe me."

Strange man!

Break his legs!

These are the two most prominent clues in the dream.

Li Xianyu frowned deeply. It was certain that his boss was being haunted by his deceased mother; he had witnessed it with his own eyes. His great-grandmother had said that the old woman's face was deathly pale and her eyes were bloodshot, signs of resentment. She was haunting her son after death, indicating that he was unfilial and that his parents harbored resentment.

Why did I see a man in my dream instead of my old mother?

The boss was most likely lying; after all, being an unfilial son isn't something to be proud of. In reality, the one who wanted to break his legs in the dream wasn't a man, but his deceased mother. Therefore, he insisted he was haunted...

But I dreamt of a man... Could it be his father?

What grudge could cause a couple to team up against their son?

Li Xianyu asked, "Do you remember what that man looked like?"

The boss shook his head.

"Besides breaking your leg, what else did he do to you?"

"No, they just want to break my legs."

"Is your father still alive?"

"It's gone."

When the mother returned on the seventh day after her son's death, she blew a cold wind violently on his neck, intending to extinguish his yang energy.

A strange man, suspected to be the boss's father, threatened to break his legs...

A flash of insight struck Li Xianyu, and he felt he had discovered the truth: "You have a younger sister?"

The boss was a little confused. "Yes, I do."

Li Xianyu couldn't help but look at the proprietress with a suspicious gaze.

That's roughly the situation. The shop owners didn't have any particularly strange or bizarre experiences. Based on what Li Xianyu saw that day, the person who was bothering him was probably his deceased mother or father.

In the living room, Grandma was playing a game while wearing a helmet. The game screen on the LCD TV showed a 5v5 competitive game.

The great-grandmother was dominating the game, while the elementary school student stood to the side, his expression best described in three words: "I'm reflecting on my mistakes!"

Sanwu sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Li Xianyu, who had just stepped out of the bedroom, saw this scene and his lips twitched.

How did you manage to take control of the game from elementary school students, creatures who think "games are my life" and "I'll fight anyone who takes my game"?

Do you still remember your mission?

Li Xianyu, pulling Sanwu along, sneaked into the kitchen and whispered, "Did you find anything outside?"

Sanwu shook his head upon hearing this.

"What does shaking your head mean?" Li Xianyu was exasperated. One was a terrible gamer, and the other was a complete idiot with a poker face. "Is there no vengeful spirit, or can't you tell?"

Sanwu said in a serious tone, "I can't tell, but I'm clever, and I suddenly thought of a good idea."

"What method?"

Sanwu took out his wallet and pulled out a dull, old badge.

"It was worn by a general who had been on the battlefield for many years, and it was imbued with his righteousness and killing intent, which can ward off evil spirits. If you hold it and walk around the house, and the national emblem gets hot, it means that there is a vengeful spirit hiding in the house."

"This thing...works?" Li Xianyu's worldview was crumbling.

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