Lu Heng heard this and shook his head with a smile, saying, "What is called āseeing a ghostā is, in most cases, self-deception!"
"Since there are no ghosts in this world, how can there be so-called āseeing a ghostā?"
"Of course, there is another possibility..."
At this point, he changed his tone and said softly, "I mentioned before that when a person dies, the āqiā does not immediately dissipate; it can possibly exist for a short time."
"Under such circumstances, the āqiā can evolve into a special energy field as the surrounding environment changes."
"When other peopleās āqiā 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, somewhat understanding.
Then, he spoke again, "Master, thank you for answering a question that has bothered me for a long time."
"My grandfather passed away from illness, and Iām currently back in my hometown preparing for the funeral."
"But just these past few days, Iāve been dreaming every night."
"And what I dream every night is quite similar."
Lu Heng, hearing this, asked curiously, "Iām curious about what youāve 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 weāre playing, he suddenly says heās very, very cold."
"And as he says heās cold, sweat pours from his body like water and doesnāt 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 thereās any implication in this dream of mine?"
After listening to Qianās story, the viewers felt a chill down their spines, involuntarily shivering.
"Hiss... Buddy, I didnāt 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."
"Iām not listening anymore, damn it, my closet moved!"
"Late at night, itās pitch black outside, listening to ghost stories alone is kind of thrilling!"
"Boo-hoo... Iām scared to death! Hug me, please!"
"I got scared too, can a fair-skinned, beautiful woman with long legs and big chest please comfort me?"
"Thereās no fair woman here, only a dark-skinned, unattractive, big-bellied nerd brother with long leg hair, need him?"
"Ugh... Brother, ask someone else, Iām not scared anymore!"
"Heh heh, itās just a mere ghost story, who are you trying to scare? The tough guy pulls back his little foot outside the bed..."
"Why do I feel like Iām going to have a weird dream tonight too?"
"Ladies in the live stream, if youāre scared, I can offer my blanket; itās warm, fragrant, and safe!"
"According to what the master said earlier, could it be that Qianās 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, donāt 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, Iād like to control it, but Iām afraid Iāll 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 donāt know!"
Qian shook his head decisively, "When I was fifteen, my cousin should have been twelve."
"One afternoon during summer vacation, he was abducted."
"At the time, 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 didnāt know his whereabouts afterward."
"Then, my grandfather took my aunt to the police station to report it, and the police investigated for a long time but found nothing."
"Later, a person from the town said they seemed to see my cousin leaving with a middle-aged man, but didnāt ask what they were doing."
"When my uncle returned from abroad, he still couldnāt 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 crimes, some lawbreakers still harbor a fluke mentality.
But whatās strange is that Qianās 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 hometown, he couldnāt help but recall his cousin out of nostalgia.
Or it could be a dream visitation...
Lu Heng couldnāt 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 arenāt even ghosts, how could there be dream visitations?
So he still thinks Qianās dream is a result of his daytime thoughts manifesting at night.
The viewers, after listening to Qianās story, were equally emotional.
"Itās hard to believe such a good family just fell apart like that!"
"If the cousin hadnāt been abducted, he would probably be sitting with Qian right now, laughing with us."
"Thatās why human traffickers deserve death!"
"Damn, even executing traffickers is letting them off easy!"
"Unfortunately, current society emphasizes human rights, otherwise, punishments like dismemberment, 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 time."
"I think Qianās dream must have a reason, the cousin is likely already dead."
"Even if he is dead, the perpetrator must be caught, they canāt be allowed to roam free!"
"Quickly ask the master to deduce the perpetrator!"
"Please, master, do something!"
Seeing the barrage of comments, 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 times 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 home."
"Of course, if heās 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?"