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I realized later that this house had a Ghost Child.
As I looked around the house, I sensed something was off. There was a heavy, lifeless atmosphere here, something that should not exist in a living person's home unless something foul was present. Before they could speak, I boldly declared, "There is something wrong with your house."
Sure enough, after I said this, the two of them froze, their faces turning pale as they stared at me.
A few seconds later, the man regained his composure and looked at me with suspicion. He seemed to believe that Director Huang must have told me something before I arrived, which is why I knew about their situation. With a condescending tone, he said, "Ha, even a fool would know that. Don’t think you can deceive my uncle just because you think you can fool us. My uncle must have told you something for you to know this."
The woman, upon hearing the man’s words, quickly regained her color and began to mock me coldly. "Exactly! You're just a fraud; you should leave right now."
With that, they started to push me toward the door.
At that moment, I caught sight of a Green-Faced Child appearing on the stairs. But in just a second, the child vanished.
I immediately understood; it seemed that what Director Huang wanted me to deal with was indeed this child.
I didn’t stop their actions. As they closed the door, I mentioned the appearance of the Green-Faced Child. To my surprise, upon hearing my words, they froze again as if paralyzed by some spell.
It appeared I had struck a chord with them.
I believed that in the next moment, they would regard me as their savior.
"What did you say?" The man's emotions were running high.
I smiled and repeated what I had just said, describing the appearance of the Green-Faced Child. To my astonishment, the man was so frightened that he sat down on the floor. The woman’s reaction was quite the opposite; she started fighting with him while shouting that it was all his fault.
I didn’t intervene to help the man; I knew that matters involving wealthy people could be complicated. If things went awry, I might offend them. I was just an ordinary person; offending someone rich could lead to dire consequences.
Once the woman finished venting her frustration, I spoke up and asked if they wanted to resolve this issue.
The woman looked at me with urgency and said yes; she didn’t want her child to be harmed by that bastard any longer.
Her words left me stunned. What did she mean by "bastard"? Wasn’t it related to the Green-Faced Child? I decided to ask her for more details.
The woman hesitated for a moment, a look of reluctance crossing her face, which only deepened my suspicion that it had something to do with a man—perhaps an affair or something similar.
Seeing the woman's conflicted expression, I felt a sense of sympathy. I reassured her that the event had already occurred, and keeping it a secret wouldn't solve anything; it might even affect their child, who was innocent in all of this.
Upon hearing the mention of the child, the woman's expression shifted. She invited me into her home and poured me a drink, revealing the entire story.
I soon learned that the man indeed had a mistress.
The situation was as follows: the woman came from a wealthy family, one of considerable influence, while the man was just a poor boy. They had met in college, and from the moment she first laid eyes on him, she was smitten by his handsome features. It was quite normal; after all, aren't people often drawn to looks?
The woman began to pursue him, and under the temptation of money and power, the man quickly agreed to be with her. After all, what awaited him was wealth and status—things he could never achieve on his own.
However, the man had hidden something crucial: he actually had a girlfriend with whom he had grown up. Not only that, they had been intimate.
Of course, he didn't disclose this to the woman; if he had, she would never have been with him and would not have enjoyed any of that wealth and power.
He secretly gave his girlfriend some money to ensure her silence about their relationship.
Before long, the man obtained everything he desired but lost his dignity as a man in the process. The woman's wealthy background gave her an air of superiority, leaving no room for respect towards him. What man would tolerate such treatment?
Thus, behind the woman's back, he secretly sought out a mistress—who turned out to be his former girlfriend. One day, he saw her being mistreated at a club where she worked. Overcome with guilt for having wronged her, he decided to support her discreetly.
He maintained both relationships because with his girlfriend, he felt what it was like to have a real home and regained some of his lost dignity. Consequently, he showered her with affection and material support.
However, when someone is filled with material wealth, they can become corrupted. His girlfriend didn't want to remain just a mistress; she wanted him to marry her and give her legitimacy. But how could he divorce the woman?
So she took matters into her own hands and replaced all their contraceptives with others that would ensure pregnancy. By the time the man found out, it was too late—the child was born.
He couldn't possibly abandon his child and had no choice but to secretly support both mother and child. But how long could such secrets remain hidden? Soon enough, the woman discovered everything. Furious, she demanded that he cut ties with his girlfriend immediately or face charges of fraud.
Terrified by her threats, the man ended things with his girlfriend right away. But she wasn't willing to let go; clutching their child, she went up to the rooftop and called out to him for legitimacy or threatened to jump.
That day, he didn't show up; instead, he was kept at home by the woman. In despair, his girlfriend jumped off the building, taking their child with her.
At that time, this incident caused quite an uproar but was swiftly suppressed by the woman's family. Soon enough, life returned to normalcy.
I thought everything was fine, but unexpectedly, something strange happened.
When the woman's child had just turned five months old, the baby suddenly stopped speaking and became completely still, as if in a daze.
This frightened the woman, who thought her child must be ill. She immediately took the baby to the hospital, but when the doctor examined the child, he found nothing wrong. The baby seemed perfectly healthy, which only made the family more anxious. They searched for answers but found none. Eventually, a distant relative suggested that the child might have been possessed by something sinister.
Initially, the woman didn't believe it, but that night, both she and her husband dreamt of a green-faced child. This child was none other than the girlfriend's baby, who had fallen and turned blue in the face as if suffocated.
The Green-Faced Child lunged fiercely at the man and woman, demanding that they trade their lives for his mother's. He insisted that their child must pay a price.
Waking up from the nightmare drenched in cold sweat, they hurried to seek help from a master.
However, no one was available, and their own child's condition worsened day by day.
As the woman recounted this part of her story, tears streamed down her face. This was not supposed to be about the child suffering; it was every mother's worst nightmare.
I sighed, feeling some sympathy for her child. I reached for a tissue from the table and handed it to her. I told her to lead me to the child's room; only by seeing the child could we hope to resolve this issue.
She nodded and stood up to guide me upstairs. I took out my compass from my pocket and began fiddling with it.
At first, the compass remained still, but as we reached the second floor, its needle started spinning rapidly. I grabbed the woman's arm and told her to stop.
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