Deng Youyou's sudden disappearance left everyone distraught. They immediately scattered and began searching everywhere.

Because night was falling, finding people became more difficult.

Just then, they happened to meet a sanitation worker from the park. Hearing that An Bao and the others were looking for someone, she couldn't help but ask: "Are you looking for someone?"

Mu Yun'er, hearing what the sanitation worker said, couldn't help but feel a stir in her heart and asked, "Do you know something?"

The cleaning lady, seeing that Mu Yun'er was so pretty, didn't try to hide it. She just whispered, "I'll tell you guys, this park is haunted!"

"Haunted?"

Mu Yun'er, upon hearing this, immediately looked at the little milk bun she was holding with a touch of helplessness.

How does this little guy just stumble upon these paranormal events everywhere he goes?

Just like Conan possessing someone.

Mu Yunni had a severe headache.

And that cleaner, seeing Mu Yunni asked, didn't hide anything. He told Mu Yunni everything he knew: "Isn't it? I heard that many people died here during the war! Later on, as soon as night fell, many people would hear the sounds of fighting and the horns of charging."

Later on, a wise person gave advice, saying that the land had heavy negative energy. They suggested rebuilding it into a park. With more people around, the positive energy would increase, and those unclean things would naturally stop causing trouble.

"Well, I'll tell you what, ever since the park was built, those things have definitely decreased, but it’s not like they’re gone entirely. Every year, some people still go missing!"

"Some people say that those things down there are lonely and want more people to keep them company."

At this point, the cleaning lady couldn't help but shiver. Then she quickly waved her hand and said, "Alright alright, you guys continue looking, I'm off work now."

The sanitation worker had just wanted to leave when she was stopped by a small hand.

Lowering her head, she saw the little dumpling staring at her seriously, then said in a milky voice: "Auntie, that's wrong, oh."

"Huh? No? What's wrong?"

"Aunt said those heroes would hurt people, that's not right, oh."

At this moment, An Bao's usually cute little face was unusually serious and solemn. Even Mu Yunni rarely saw An Bao speak with such solemnity.

Seeing that the cleaning lady didn't seem to believe him, An Bao looked at her seriously and asked, "Auntie, did you have a serious illness before? The kind that would kill you within a month?"

The cleaning lady was stunned, her heart skipped a beat, and suddenly she remembered that three years ago she had been diagnosed with late-stage cancer.

At that time, the doctors had already told her there was no cure, letting her go home to figure out what she wanted to do.

But...

But then Auntie suddenly got better, didn't she?

"I...you, how did you know?" The sanitation worker was completely dumbfounded at the moment, and for a while she didn't know what to say.

"Because Auntie fell ill, she still came here every day to clean. In your eyes, it might seem like cleaning the park's hygiene, but in reality... it is actually sweeping graves for those heroes."

This cleaning lady may have just wanted to work an extra day at the time, so that she could earn a little more money for her children, so she didn't quit. Instead, she diligently continued working.

However, it was also a stroke of luck that made those spirits think she was sweeping their graves for them, and they felt her illness. That's why they helped her recover her health.

This also counts as a kind of, gift-giving.

Anbao finished his explanation, but the cleaning lady seemed rather unconvinced.

She had always thought that her survival at the time was a medical miracle, perhaps because of her positive mindset and strong resistance due to working hard every day. She had recovered her health, but she never considered what An Bao had said.

Seeing the sanitation worker disbelieving, An Bao only earnestly said, "Those heroes who used their lives to defend the people in their lifetime, even after death, would not harm us. Therefore, Youyou's disappearance definitely has nothing to do with what Auntie said about being haunted by spirits."

The cleaning lady was a bit dazed by An Bao's words, but she obviously still felt that An Bao was most likely talking nonsense. She simply hummed in agreement twice and left.

When the cleaning lady left, Mu Yun'er finally turned to An Bao and asked, "Is what An Bao said true? Should we keep looking?"

If what Anbao said is true, then even if Youyou goes missing, nothing should happen.

But Anbao shook his head, seriously saying, "Uncle, Anbao said those spirits won't harm Youyou, but bad people might."

At the same time, Deng Youyou was trapped in a tiny space.

This place was pitch black everywhere, but before her stood many terrifying spirits emitting an eerie green glow.

These spirits looked at Deng Youyou, their eyes gleaming with greed.

"Heh, this kid can see us."

“It's been so long since anyone has seen us!”

"This body is good, I wonder which of our kind has possessed her before. This aura is so heavy with yin energy, it's perfect for us to take over, isn't it?"

"You want to fight me? I saw her first!"

"I was talking! It was me!"

Deng Youyou watched the spirits before her, arguing and even fighting for her sake. Tears streamed down her face as fear gripped her.

Two spirits, one with a gaping hole in its abdomen revealing its bloody entrails, even with the argument, intestines would slip out.

Another spirit had a long, blue tongue and an ashen complexion. Its eyeball hung precariously outside its socket, moving back and forth with every word it spoke, as if about to fall out at any moment.

Where had Deng Youyou ever seen this scene? Of course, she was frightened out of her wits.

She also didn't know why she was caught here!

While gathering firewood, I accidentally strayed too far. When I tried to return, I realized I couldn't find the way back. Just then, I saw two people squatting ahead, so I walked up to ask them for help.

Then the two people turned around, and they looked like ghosts!

Just as those two spirits were fighting fiercely, another limping spirit on the side took the opportunity to pounce on Deng Youyou. As it rushed over, it shouted at the other two: "You guys keep arguing, this child is mine now!!"

"Ah!!" Deng Youyou screamed in fright, covering her eyes with both hands and not daring to move.

Just then, a gunshot rang out, but the expected pain didn't come. Deng Youyou curiously opened her eyes.

"Damn it all! What the hell are you doing? You dare to bully a child in front of me?! Get out of here!"

Only a voice thick with dialect could be heard, and a man dressed in tattered old cotton clothes stood his ground, hands akimbo, blocking Deng Youyou's path.

When those spirits saw this man, they were terrified out of their wits, wetting themselves and apologizing profusely before fleeing in all directions.

"Damn it! Those bastards cleaned out the whole house, and you're still picking on your own children! Shameless!"

The man saw the fleeing spirit and couldn't help but curse twice, then turned back to look at Deng Youyou who was crying pitifully. He said with some distress: "Little one, where are you going? Where are your parents? Were they not killed by those scoundrels?"

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