Lu Heng heard this and shook his head with a smile, saying, "What is called ’seeing a ghost’ is, in most cases, self-deception!"
"Since there are no ghosts in this world, how can there be so-called ’seeing a ghost’?"
"Of course, there is another possibility..."
At this point, he changed his tone and said softly, "I ntioned before that when a person dies, the ’qi’ does not imdiately dissipate; it can possibly exist for a short ti."
"Under such circumstances, the ’qi’ can evolve into a special energy field as the surrounding environnt changes."
"When other people’s ’qi’ aligns with this energy field, they can be influenced by it, leading to hallucinations."
"Although this possibility exists, the chance of it happening is minimal..."
Qian nodded, sowhat understanding.
Then, he spoke again, "Master, thank you for answering a question that has bothered for a long ti."
"My grandfather passed away from illness, and I’m currently back in my hotown preparing for the funeral."
"But just these past few days, I’ve been dreaming every night."
"And what I dream every night is quite similar."
Lu Heng, hearing this, asked curiously, "I’m curious about what you’ve been dreaming of each night?"
Qian licked his lips, with lingering fear said, "Logically, since my grandfather died, I should be dreaming about him."
"But every night, the one appearing in my dreams is my cousin!"
"In the dream, I seem to go back to my childhood, playing with my cousin."
"But while we’re playing, he suddenly says he’s very, very cold."
"And as he says he’s cold, sweat pours from his body like water and doesn’t stop."
"I hurriedly grabbed a towel to help him wipe the sweat, but no matter how much I wiped, the sweat would never dry."
"Master, do you think there’s any implication in this dream of mine?"
After listening to Qian’s story, the viewers felt a chill down their spines, involuntarily shivering.
"Hiss... Buddy, I didn’t expect you to be so talented at telling ghost stories. It sent chills down my spine!"
"Yes, my scalp is tingling, and images are already forming in my mind."
"I’m not listening anymore, damn it, my closet moved!"
"Late at night, it’s pitch black outside, listening to ghost stories alone is kind of thrilling!"
"Boo-hoo... I’m scared to death! Hug , please!"
"I got scared too, can a fair-skinned, beautiful woman with long legs and big chest please comfort ?"
"There’s no fair woman here, only a dark-skinned, unattractive, big-bellied nerd brother with long leg hair, need him?"
"Ugh... Brother, ask soone else, I’m not scared anymore!"
"Heh heh, it’s just a re ghost story, who are you trying to scare? The tough guy pulls back his little foot outside the bed..."
"Why do I feel like I’m going to have a weird dream tonight too?"
"Ladies in the live stream, if you’re scared, I can offer my blanket; it’s warm, fragrant, and safe!"
"According to what the master said earlier, could it be that Qian’s cousin is already dead?"
"Very likely! It might be that after he died, his spirit lingered, deliberately sending Qian a dream."
"Please, everyone, after you die, be clean and neat, don’t leave any lingering spirits to scare people!"
"How can I control my spirit before I die? How can I control it after I die?"
"Heh heh, I’d like to control it, but I’m afraid I’ll scare you all to death..."
The viewers bantered with each other, while Lu Heng slightly furrowed his brow.
He slowly asked, "May I ask, Young Friend Qian, where is your cousin now?"
"I don’t know!"
Qian shook his head decisively, "When I was fifteen, my cousin should have been twelve."
"One afternoon during sumr vacation, he was abducted."
"At the ti, my aunt organized the whole village to help search, but everyone looked for an entire day without finding any trace of him."
"His friends were asked, and they said they only saw him in the morning, and didn’t know his whereabouts afterward."
"Then, my grandfather took my aunt to the police station to report it, and the police investigated for a long ti but found nothing."
"Later, a person from the town said they seed to see my cousin leaving with a middle-aged man, but didn’t ask what they were doing."
"When my uncle returned from abroad, he still couldn’t find my cousin."
"In the end, my uncle and aunt divorced, and my aunt remarried elsewhere; the family completely fell apart..."
After speaking, Qian let out a long sigh, filled with emotion.
A family that once loved each other dearly was thus completely torn apart.
Lu Heng nodded slightly after hearing this.
Although the country is currently intensifying efforts to crack down on child trafficking cris, so lawbreakers still harbor a fluke ntality.
But what’s strange is that Qian’s cousin is not that young, already twelve years old.
Children this age seem to be quite sensible, and cases of abduction are rare.
As for why Qian dreams of his cousin...
It could be that returning to his hotown, he couldn’t help but recall his cousin out of nostalgia.
Or it could be a dream visitation...
Lu Heng couldn’t be certain about such things.
After all, he had never been visited in a dream, nor had he done so to anyone else.
Given the current age of a declining practice, if there aren’t even ghosts, how could there be dream visitations?
So he still thinks Qian’s dream is a result of his dayti thoughts manifesting at night.
The viewers, after listening to Qian’s story, were equally emotional.
"It’s hard to believe such a good family just fell apart like that!"
"If the cousin hadn’t been abducted, he would probably be sitting with Qian right now, laughing with us."
"That’s why human traffickers deserve death!"
"Damn, even executing traffickers is letting them off easy!"
"Unfortunately, current society emphasizes human rights, otherwise, punishnts like dismbernt, being drawn and quartered, or roasted on a stake should all be applied."
"Solving abduction cases in rural areas is indeed difficult, unlike cities with extensive surveillance that can be checked at any ti."
"I think Qian’s dream must have a reason, the cousin is likely already dead."
"Even if he is dead, the perpetrator must be caught, they can’t be allowed to roam free!"
"Quickly ask the master to deduce the perpetrator!"
"Please, master, do sothing!"
Seeing the barrage of comnts, Qian took a deep breath and said gravely, "Master, my cousin and I had a very close relationship."
"So many years have passed, I still often think of him and the tis we played together."
"I really want to know where he is!"
"Even if he is dead, I want to find his body and bring him back ho."
"Of course, if he’s still alive, that would be even better..."
"So, I ask for your help, master, to calculate where my cousin might be right now?"
"Is he alive, or dead?"
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