Chapter 23

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Original Title: 挖坟挖出鬼

Genres: Drama, Horror, Mystery, Supernatural, Yaoi

This translation is based on multiple MTLs and my own limited knowledge of Chinese characters. If I have made any egregious mistakes, please let me know.

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Chapter 23 - Child Ghost

Twenty minutes later, each of the three hooligans sat on the bench in the hospital corridor in a daze, each clutching a bottle of fresh orange juice. The nurse had just scolded them for disturbing the rest of the patients in the surrounding rooms, and they all looked a little bit ashamed. A-Yan’s face had some colour brought back. After drinking a few sips of the drink, he calmly said: “I c-can’t exorcise it completely. I can only figure out the source of this thing. Maybe it’s a good thing that it’s harder to expel.”

Lin Yan asked what he meant, and the little Daoist priest explained: “As the saying goes, ‘He who never wrongs others does not fear the knock in the night*.’ Although this girl is weak from her illness, there must be other reasons why, out of so many other patients, this thing chose her. If we can find the reason, then maybe it will leave by itself.“

*(T/N: 不做亏心事，不怕鬼敲门 - means if you’ve done nothing wrong, you don’t have to worry about any retributions.)

"It-It keeps repeating 'Why haven’t you come yet?’ It may be a wandering spirit who hasn’t fulfilled his dying wish. His Yin energy is very weak. He probably died not that long ago.”

Lin Yan’s heart skipped a beat. He suddenly thought of Xiao Yu, and couldn’t help but reveal his recent doubts to the little Daoist priest. After a long while, he turned his head and looked at the ghost next to him, and whispered: “Last time, I was only concerned about getting rid of him. I never asked him anything.”

A-Yan sat curled up in the chair and listened to Lin Yan while gnawing on the cap of the orange juice bottle. He looked like a kitten. He jolted up and said: “Ghosts are divided into different categories. Today, the one here can only manifest by attaching itself to a living person and it will disappear once that person dies. However, the one that follows you is very, very strong.”

A-Yan continued: “A ghost has no form at first, but if the soul is resentful and the body is buried in a place where the atmosphere has heavy negative energy, it’s very likely to turn into a powerful ghost. A ghost will cultivate for a hundred years with a phantom body and, after a long time, it will develop a real body. When they have a real body, they don’t have to resort to 'bump around’ like today, and they can even move around in the daytime without fear of Yang energy. They aren’t so much ghosts as they are demons or animals.” A-Yan clenched his fingers: “ The most difficult evil spirit to deal with is known as the true body of the ten thousand clans. It requires special formations, plus needs to be done at the right time and place, so there’s not much room for error. Once a part of the process goes wrong, the exorcist is likely to be drowned by the energy, go insane and instead be harmed by the evil spirit.”

“L-Last time the formation was set up, Master made a fake one to fool the ghost, and he found the gap in time he needed. Otherwise, if you wanted to eliminate him, I’m afraid that you would have to gather more than fifteen boys in a Mandarin Duck Formation to have any hope.” A-Yan suddenly gave Lin Yan a strange smile: “That was because he had just re-entered the world and was still confused when we tricked him. Now, I’m afraid… Brother Lin Yan, at this point, he should have already remembered something, right?”

Lin Yan thought back on all the things that happened at the lecture and the ghost’s increasingly human-like behaviour. He was secretly surprised; was this ghost really recovering his memory? He nodded and replied, “He told me lots of things the day of the lecture. He can talk, just not very much.”

A-Yan smiled nervously: “Y-Your four-pillar pure Yin is the most suitable alignment to feed ghosts. The longer he follows you, the more physical he’ll become, and the more he’ll remember.”

“But…” A-Yan looked into the distance with a glaze in his eyes, his fingers tightly squeezed the drink bottle. He turned back and grinned at Lin Yan: “Be very careful.”

“All I can say is that every action has a reaction, and I can’t help you with anything at that point.”

He didn’t know why, but Lin Yan felt that the way the little Daoist priest spoke seemed to imply something. Feeding ghosts… Lin Yan harshly inhaled the hospital’s air mixed with the smell of disinfectant and frowned. “Let’s not talk about it. We have to save A-Zhou’s cousin first and figure out the reason for the possession. Do you have to find out who the deceased is first?“

A-Yan nodded. Yin Zhou held his glasses, a little confused: "We don’t have much time left. Dozens of people die in hospitals every month. We don’t have time to go through each of them individually.”

Lin Yan sighed: “That’s no other option. Go and pull up the records of everyone who’s died recently in the hospital. Maybe there’s a clue somewhere.”

After all, there were several people now that were exhausted from the attempted exorcism, paralyzed on the bench and not wanting to move. Lin Yan discreetly adjusted his position. Xiao Yu suddenly walked over to him, squatted down and grabbed his knees with both hands.

Lin Yan turned his face and snorted. “Weren’t you ignoring me?”

Xiao Yu didn’t answer. He gently lowered his head and put the side of his face on Lin Yan’s knees, long hair cascading behind him like a waterfall. Lin Yan instinctively wanted to reach out his hand to touch his head, then he thought that he was probably still angry, so he put on an indifferent air and cold expression, not acknowledging him.

After a while, Xiao Yu raised his head. He pressed his hands firmly against Lin Yan’s legs, stood up, turned and walked further down the corridor.

“Where are you going?” Lin Yan asked in a low voice. Seeing that he didn’t answer, he had to follow a few steps behind. Xiao Yu quietly returned to the door of Xiao Yang’s room and went straight through the door panel. Lin Yan was full of doubts. Peeking carefully through the door glass, he saw that Xiao Yang’s mother was tired from crying and was sitting on the side of the bed, dozing off with her arms propping up her forehead. The girl, on the other hand, waited by the window again in the same manner as when Lin Yan had first arrived.

Xiao Yu walked to the girl’s back and patted her shoulder lightly. What happened next left Lin Yan dumbfounded. The girl with her rolled-back eyes turned around and quietly “looked” at Xiao Yu, showing a normal human on her face for the first time. The corners of her mouth were pulled downward, a look of aggravation painted clearly on her face. Xiao Yu was tall, so he simply squatted in front of the girl and stroked her hair very softly. They were talking, and Lin Yan’s eyes widened. Although he could not hear them, their expressions and slightly moving lips convinced him that they were indeed communicating in a language he didn’t understand.

The little Daoist priest and Yin Zhou also followed at this time. They curiously holding the windowpane and looking in. They couldn’t help but be shocked by the girl’s appearance now.

“She’s talking to herself?” Yin Zhou was surprised: “What’s she saying?”

“Mortuary language.” The little Daoist said in a deep voice. “The language used in ancient rituals to communicate with the dead.”

Lin Yan looked at the harmonious picture in the room, unconsciously picking at the crack of the door. He grit his teeth and indignantly thought you’re Xiao Yu. At home, you’re fierce and want to kill me, yet you go talk to a young girl with such a tender look. You just look at such a pretty young girl that I don’t want to let it go. Zhu Xi’s Neo-Confucianist teachings have really gone to the dogs. It’s useless for you to think about it. I decided ages ago. When she’s a few years older, I’ll take her to watch movies and visit the amusement park. Let’s see what you can do…

“Hey? Are you going to follow him inside?” Yin Zhou patted Lin Yan on his shoulder. Lin Yan had been distracted internally cursing Xiao Yu, and he was so frightened that the hairs on his neck stood on end.

“Holy shit, when did you get here? Were you trying to scare me to death by keeping quiet?!” Lin Yan grumbled, clutching his heart.

“Did you really not hear me talking so loudly before?!” Yin Zhou said in surprise: “… Why are you blushing?”

A-Yan smiled and gave Lin Yan a deep look, not making a sound.

The conversation in the room seemed to be over. Xiao Yu stood up. He leaned over and rubbed the top of the girl’s head and walked out. Xiao Yang reluctantly turned and stood by the window again. Lin Yan gritted his teeth and waited outside. He internally decided he wouldn’t fall for any more of his tricks considering he seemed to do them with anyone…

Xiao Yu had already returned to stand in front of him while he was distracted. Lin Yan turned his face away from him in anger, but Xiao Yu didn’t care. He took out the memo and the soft-tip fountain pen Lin Yan had bought from his pocket and began to write.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Yin Zhou looked at the pen and paper hanging in the air and stared in shock.

Xiao Yu shoved the note into Lin Yan’s hand, then retreated to stand behind him. Lin Yan looked down. The light green note had two lines written on it. The first line was a series of capitalized numbers: “Three-Five-One-Zero-Zero-Four.” The second line was a sentence: “He’s waiting for his father.”

“Father?” Yin Zhou looked at the words on the note and suddenly clapped his hands: “Hey, I got it, no wonder it came to Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang’s mother is a single parent. My uncle passed away last year. I came to the hospital to watch her overnight last week and heard her say she missed her dad and it felt like he was still there with her… Then what does that row of numbers mean?”

Lin Yan was also puzzled holding the note. When he asked Xiao Yu, he shook his head and didn’t speak. Lin Yan couldn’t help muttering, “What the hell? You touched her head and smiled for a long time without asking anything… It’s not because the little girl looks good…”

“A g-ghost’s memories are incomplete. They can only remember what they want. It would be nice if they can remember the numbers.” A-Yan suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes sharply focused towards Lin Yan. Lin Yan’s face grew hot, and he hurriedly lowered his head to cover it up. He explained to him that he was searching for people, why did his mind take such a strange turn…

That being said, why did he always get distracted by a dead person? This isn’t going to work, no. Lin Yan secretly squeezed his fist.

Yin Zhou saw that the two of them were acting strangely. He crossed his hands behind his head and looked around in the corridor. When he saw the computer in front of the nurse on duty at the staircase, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he whistled frivolously: “Look, dude. Time for some fun.”

With Lin Yan’s girl-pleasing good looks and Yin Zhou’s series of honeyed compliments, the three stooges quickly got their hands on the nurse’s sister’s computer. Yin Zhou stared at the screen intently. His fingers flew across the keyboard and the mouse clicked rapidly. After 15 minutes, the corners of his mouth stretched upward. His whole body suddenly leaned back in the swivel chair. He squinted his eyes and exclaimed: “Done. Turns out the info comes from this hospital. Makes it much more convenient not having to check other systems.”

Lin Yan leaned in front of the computer, and the homepage showed: “351004, Zhou Jintian, male, 11 years old, died on May 11. Cause of death: internal organ rupture causing extensive abdominal hemorrhaging.” A scanned copy of the body claim form was attached below. In the lower right corner where the family members signed, the family name was written in two large characters: “Zhou Mo” with a small red seal next to it.

“From the deceased’s information from the database, this line of numbers is the bed number from the morgue.” Yin Zhou touched his head: “This ghost is a child. No wonder he’s standing by the window all the time, waiting for his father to pick him up from school.”

Lin Yan took a picture of the page with his phone. He smiled and pushed the back of Yin Zhou’s head: “Good job.”

At the spicy and sour noodle shop across from the hospital.

Lin Yan always disliked eating near hospitals. He always feels that there were grieving patients’ families and infectious bacteria floating everywhere, but these spicy and sour noodles were particularly famous. Lin Yan drove the car for a while, and after a lengthy internal struggle, he turned back. Lin Yan scooped a spoonful of spicy soup and was satisfied that a delicious dinner was definitely worth it.

The little Daoist priest left for a shift in the restaurant where he worked. Yin Zhou stayed in the hospital to see the patient and verify the information. Lin Yan sat alone at the snack bar, a greasy orange plastic table with two bowls of spicy and sour noodles in front of him. One was placed in front of him, and the other was pushed to the opposite side. The “person” only he could see was sitting in the opposite chair with his face turned sideways in a daze. It seems that the ghost really didn’t need to eat. Lin Yan sighed and asked in a low voice: “You don’t eat or sleep, you follow me every day, aren’t you tired?”

Xiao Yu ignored him. His slender fingers propped up his chin, and the outline of his side face looked very beautiful in the dimming daylight. The table was near the window, and the warm yellow halo of the street lamp brushed over the bridge of his nose. His skin looked as fine as porcelain. It felt like porcelain too, icy cold.

Things were still awkward.

“Excuse me, can I borrow the chair? We don’t have enough.” A childish male voice sounded and Lin Yan raised his head. A boy dressed as a high school student was holding the back of Xiao Yu’s chair. He saw Lin Yan looked confused and pointed to the boys and girls chatting at a large table next door. The girls were wearing heavy makeup, the boys wearing ear studs, their school uniforms covered in black and blue pen doodles. There were so many people in the store that they were missing several chairs.

“Someone’s using it.” Lin Yan replied quietly.

“I know you’ve been sitting here for a while, no one’s there.” The boy was unyielding.

“If I say someone’s there, someone’s there, and if they aren’t there now, they will be later.” Lin Yan was a little impatient.

“Nutjob, it’s just a chair, why so angry?” The boy muttered. Before leaving, he rolled his eyes at Lin Yan.

“Sorry.” Lin Yan mumbled to the boy’s back. He wasn’t sure why. No one could see Xiao Yu, which always made him a little anxious. Lin Yan hesitated and for the first time took the initiative to reach out and touch Xiao Yu’s statue-like fingers and whispered, “It’s lonely, isn’t it? Of all the people in the world, I’m the only one who can see you and I treat you badly.”