Chapter 9

Song Shuhang was indeed in Jiangnan District. With his good-natured personality, he wouldn't refuse to help someone with a simple task like giving directions. However, at the moment, even if he wanted to help, he was powerless to do so. The university town was a two-hour drive from Jiangnan Airport, and Jiangnan District, being a county-level city, was quite large.

Moreover, Shuhang was not familiar with City J, and he had never even heard of the Ghost Lamp Temple.

All he knew was that City J was adjacent to Jiangnan District and was a well-known city in China.

This was because it was a religious center, with a dazzling array of religions. Every year, during various religious festivals, the city would be packed with pilgrims.

There were countless temples there, so finding a small temple in such a place was no easy task.

"Speaking of which, the name Luoxin Street sounds familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before," Shuhang muttered to himself.

Chewing on a bun, Song Shuhang leaned back in a rocking chair, his mind pondering 'Luoxin Street,' trying to trace the source of this inexplicable familiarity.

Human memory is always strange. Sometimes, things will pop into your mind unintentionally, but when you try to grasp that memory, you can't think of it no matter how hard you try.

"Probably heard it from some news," Shuhang gave up, not wanting to waste brain cells on this issue.

***

Feather Soft dragged a large suitcase to the taxi stand.

In no time, several taxis quickly approached Feather Soft—indeed, a pretty face was always an advantage, no matter where you were. Otherwise, her large suitcase would have deterred many taxi drivers.

"Where are you headed, miss?" A red taxi pulled up first, the driver being a square-faced uncle with a Jiangnan accent.

"Uncle... do you know where the Ghost Lamp Temple is?" Feather Soft asked, her voice soft, contrasting sharply with her lively and youthful appearance, which made her even more endearing.

The square-faced uncle thought hard and shook his head. "Ghost Lamp Temple? I've never heard of it."

Feather Soft's heart sank, her face turning slightly red with disappointment.

Fortunately, the square-faced uncle quickly asked, "Do you know which district it's in?"

"Yes, it's in Luoxin Street!" Feather Soft replied immediately.

"Luoxin Street, I know it well. I live in that area. But miss, are you sure you didn't get the name of the temple wrong? I've lived there for years and have never heard of the Ghost Lamp Temple," the square-faced uncle replied seriously.

Due to his profession, he was very familiar with the area, especially Luoxin Street. He could say that he had walked every inch of the land there, but he had never heard of the Ghost Lamp Temple.

"Ah?" Feather Soft's face turned red again, but she quickly replied firmly, "Then please take me to Luoxin Street!"

She planned to ask around once she arrived there. If that didn't work... she would have to call her father. But that was a last resort, to be used only if absolutely necessary.

"Miss, are you in a hurry? If not, you can take the bus to Luoxin Street. Taking a taxi will be quite expensive, a two-hour drive," the square-faced uncle explained.

It wasn't that he didn't want to earn the money, but a two-hour drive would cost a lot. Clearly, the girl didn't know the distance, and if he didn't clarify the distance and cost before she got in, there might be a dispute when they reached the destination.

"That's fine, just take me there," Feather Soft smiled shyly. Money was not an issue for her.

The square-faced uncle was delighted upon confirming this. This trip would earn him a good amount.

"Alright, get in then. Put the suitcase in the trunk," the square-faced uncle said, opening the trunk and preparing to get out to help with the suitcase.

After all, the suitcase was huge, and how could a small girl like her lift it?

However, when the square-faced uncle opened the door and turned around, his mouth formed an 'O' and stayed that way for a long time.

He saw the seemingly soft girl lift the large suitcase... not just lift, but support it as if it were a small plate, effortlessly placing it in the trunk with one hand.

Could the suitcase look big but actually be light?

As he thought this, he felt the back of the car sink slightly. Having been a taxi driver for many years, he had reached a state of harmony with his vehicle. The slight sinking of the car allowed him to estimate the weight of the object.

This suitcase probably weighed over sixty kilograms, maybe even more, about the weight of an adult man.

Does this girl practice weightlifting? She truly has godlike strength, the square-faced uncle thought, swallowing hard. Fortunately, he was a good driver. If he were someone with ill intentions, he would have been instantly defeated by this girl.

Feather Soft didn't realize how astonishing her unintentional action was. After placing the suitcase, she took two steps back and sat in the back seat of the taxi.

"Miss, you have quite some strength. Sit tight," the square-faced uncle chuckled, stepping on the gas, and the red taxi drove out of the lane, heading towards Luoxin Street.

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Nine Provinces Number One Group

Spirit Butterfly Island Feather Soft (Mobile Online): "Senior Beihan, I'm heading to Luoxin Street, but the taxi driver doesn't know the Ghost Lamp Temple. I plan to ask the locals once I arrive, maybe someone will know."

"Alright, I've asked a few people, but no one knows for now. I'll contact you if I get any news," Beihan replied.

"Thank you, Senior," Feather Soft replied with a smile, clenching her fist. With Beihan's response, her anxious heart calmed down a bit—this was her first time traveling alone. Previously, she had always been accompanied by her father or stayed in the area around Spirit Butterfly Island.

It felt exciting.

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Song Shuhang hadn't seen this chat record yet... because he was bored and went to the bookstore to read for free again.

Hugging the thick book he had rented last time, which he still hadn't finished, he felt that reading books was much more enjoyable when done for free.

It was like how 'Handsome Kang' instant noodles tasted completely different when eaten dry versus soaked in water.

Before leaving, he inexplicably brought his phone with him—Song Shuhang usually didn't carry his phone.

Nowadays, phones have more functions and are getting bigger, making it hard to find one that only has calling capabilities. Due to its size, Song Shuhang used his phone like a landline.

"Seventy percent battery, should be enough," he thought.

The battery wasn't much, but it should be enough for a few hours of calls or messages.

With this in mind, he brought his phone and the rented book to the bookstore to read for free.

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Time flew by.

About an hour and a half later.

"Strange, did I get out of bed the wrong way this morning?" Song Shuhang put the thick book back on the shelf, puzzled—he couldn't focus on reading!

Whether it was novels, driving theory, comics, or classic literature, he couldn't get into it. This was the first time in his life he had encountered such a situation.

"This is bizarre," Song Shuhang muttered, sighing and picking up a random book to head to the rental counter.

If he couldn't focus, there was no point in reading for free.

After some thought, he decided to wander around the university town to clear his mind.

Speaking of which, there was a famous spot near the Jiangnan University Town—the Foodie Paradise.

Let's go eat something delicious!

***

Foodie Paradise was a bustling food district, two blocks away from the Jiangnan University Town, a twenty-minute walk. But this distance couldn't stop the foodies.

Here, anything with wings in the sky except planes, and anything with four legs on the ground except chairs, could be found. It satisfied all kinds of culinary desires.

It had long been known as 'Foodie Paradise' or 'Culinary Paradise,' and its original name had been forgotten.

What was its original name?

Song Shuhang looked up at the district sign—Welcome to Luoxin Street, seven golden characters shining brightly in the sun.

Oh right, it's called Luoxin Street, a good name.

With this thought, he entered the district.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and quickly retreated under the sign, staring at the seven golden characters.

Welcome to Luoxin Street!

He hadn't seen it wrong, it was indeed Luoxin Street.

Song Shuhang was speechless.