Ghosts? I'm afraid it's not as simple as ghosts. Li Xianyu nodded. "I believe it."
Huang Yicong was stunned instead. "You really believe in them?"
Of course I do, I have a lot of dealings with vengeful spirits. I just dealt with one in the restaurant… Li Xianyu snarked in his heart but smiled. "Things that I haven't seen don't necessarily exist, but why should I say they definitely don't exist? So there's no need to argue about if there's ghosts in the world. After all, no one has ever seen them."
Realization dawned on Huang Yicong as he nodded. "Actually I don't know whether that thing was a ghost or not… My old home is in Chongming, the last stop of the Yangtze River that flows into the sea. The Yangtze River has very few tributaries scattered in Chongming. It just happens to have a river passing through my village."
