Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 671 World 26

What can be seen and what cannot be seen?

Shen Ruyin chatted and laughed with her mother the whole way, without even raising an eyebrow.

Even though she was about to crash into him, she didn't hesitate at all, and the male ghost blocking her way avoided her.

Seeing Shen Ruyin and her daughter walk away, the male ghost stood in place, looked thoughtfully for a while, and then disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When the ghost reappeared, there was a familiar-looking man in front of him, the paper effigy that had just run away from the intersection.

The man couldn't see the male ghost, but he drew the curtains tightly, blocking out all sunlight and using only dim candlelight for illumination.

He knelt and worshipped a strangely shaped clay figure with an exceptionally devout attitude.

"My lord, I almost succeeded this time. Please give me another chance."

"Next time, I promise I won't fail again. I'll definitely show you my abilities."

As the man spoke, he lit an incense stick, and the wafting incense smoke split into two streams.

The larger one floated to the male ghost's front, while the smaller one entered a pair of red shoes placed on the corner of the table.

A short while later, a pretty little girl wearing red shoes floated out from the shoes.

The male ghost glanced at her, then waved his hand, sending the incense smoke towards the little girl.

"It smells so good!" The little girl sniffed and suddenly stretched her mouth as wide as her face, greedily sucking up every last bit of the incense.

Once the incense had burned out, she let out a satisfied burp.

"Dad, this is delicious, give me some more."

The little girl walked towards her father in a daze, and as before, she reached out and took his hand, affectionately resting her head on his right shoulder.

The man kneeling in worship felt a chill run through his body, especially in his right shoulder, where the cold was most intense and he felt heavy.

The man's expression changed, but he then gave a strange smile: "My dear daughter, Daddy will definitely keep you by my side."

"You must listen to your father and be filial to him from now on!"

The male ghost raised his eyelids, moved his fingers, and the falling incense ash became a time and place.

The man immediately smiled and respectfully kowtowed several times: "Thank you, sir."

—

“Yinyin, I just passed by and took a look,” Zhao Manrou said on the phone. “Today’s event at the livehouse features several online singers. You’ve definitely seen one of the more famous ones on your playlist.”

After listening to her sing a couple of lines out of tune, Shen Ruyin realized what song it was: "This song only has a few good lines, the rest are just endless repetitions. Although it is indeed very popular, can this really be used to organize an event?"

“Just buy the rights to a few more songs. Besides, they’re doing a variety show, and he’s not the only one,” Zhao Manrou said dismissively. “I just checked, and the tickets aren’t sold out yet.”

"Although only regular tickets are left, and there are no VIP tickets, I don't care whether I get the VIP exclusive merchandise or not. I just want to go to the store and see what he looks like without the beauty filter."

"I've already talked to my mom, it'll only be a few hours, it definitely won't interfere with my work. Do you want to come and have some fun with me?"

“I won’t go,” Shen Ruyin said, glancing at the small piece of jade scrap and carving tools she had picked up on her way home. “Didn’t I tell you before that I wanted to learn how to carve something? The materials just arrived today, so I want to practice first.”

"Wow," Zhao Manrou exclaimed, "Then I'll pre-order a finished product."

“Okay,” Shen Ruyin agreed, “but don’t have too high expectations. I’ve only just started learning, and it would be good enough if I could make the simplest pendant.”

Zhao Manrou said, "That's alright. Yinyin, you have a good eye. You can definitely make even the simplest pendant look beautiful."

Shen Ruyin laughed: "Just for what you said, I have to give you a well-made one."

The two exchanged a few more words and hung up the phone. Shen Ruyin looked at the test paper in front of her and finally decided to check the fabric she had bought.

Unsurprisingly, they were all cheap stones, which could be called jade, but many were flawed and of poor quality.

However, at least it was real stone; they didn't try to fool her with acid-washed and glue-injected stones.

She kept two nicely shaped pieces to use as pen rests, and picked out two suitable pieces from the scraps she originally intended to make small ornaments, planning to grind them into a few simple amulets.

Although she didn't know how the male ghost became suspicious of her, she had to prepare the necessary items for her family, otherwise, if something really happened, she was afraid it would be too late to regret it.

Just do it.

Shen Ruyin took the items to her father's tool room where he usually did handicrafts, installed the water pipes, and then tried to polish them.

To be honest, aside from being a bit uncontrollable, this tool is much faster to use than grinding bit by bit by yourself.

Shen Ruyin had a lot of knowledge about making jade ornaments, but this was the first time she had actually done it herself. It wouldn't be quick for her to achieve hand-eye coordination.

Therefore, she spent a lot of time just making the simplest shape, and it took even longer to carve the desired exorcising patterns.

She worked hard all afternoon, but only managed to finish two.

Shen Ruyin strung them together with red string, making one into a bracelet and the other into a pendant. When it was time for dinner that evening, she gave one to each of her parents.

"Is it done already?" Mother Shen took the bracelet and examined it from all angles, her eyes filled with surprise and delight. "Yinyin, you're so skillful! This is even prettier than the ones sold outside."

Mr. Shen also loved the pendant. He, who doesn't usually wear jewelry, hung it around his neck and said to his wife, "Yinyin's hands-on skills are just like mine!"

"Just like you," Mrs. Shen said irritably, but couldn't help adding, "You two are indeed very skillful."

“That’s right,” Mr. Shen said proudly.

Of course, Mr. Shen wasn't just making things up. He could repair all sorts of tools around the house, big and small, and because of his job, he was also an electrician, welder, and machinist.

Even without knowing these things, just looking at the fact that he has a dedicated workspace at home with a variety of tools, one should understand that he is indeed quite capable with his hands.

Shen's mother asked her husband to help her put on the bracelet, and after admiring it carefully for a while, she asked, "Yinyin, what is the pattern on this? I don't think I've seen it before?"

“I found this auspicious pattern online. It’s said to ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I just used it anyway,” Shen Ruyin said, taking a bite of her food. “Anyway, whether it works or not, Mom and Dad, it’ll definitely be fine if you wear it all the time.”

“You have to wear it,” Shen’s mother agreed before Shen’s father could speak, and then emphasized it to him again.

"Today I took Yinyin to the City God Temple, and on the way home I saw a girl almost get hit by a car."

"She said she didn't go on her own initiative, but a little girl dragged her there. This sounds similar to what Yin Yin and Xiao Man encountered before, which is too eerie."

"We didn't encounter it before, so it was fine, but now that we have, we'd rather believe it exists than not."

“Okay, I’ll keep it safe,” Mr. Shen asked again, “Yinyin, did you make it for yourself?”

Seeing her parents' concerned looks, Shen Ruyin replied, "Not yet. I'll be home tomorrow morning, so I'll make it then. I'm also planning to make one for Xiaoman."

Mrs. Shen nodded: "If you don't have enough materials, just tell me and your father, and we'll find some for you."

Mr. Shen readily agreed: "She can make something this beautiful just by practicing. Yinyin has a talent for this. If I come across a seller of good materials, I'll go and find some to bring back."

After discussing it, her parents turned to Shen Ruyin and said, "Just one thing: it's fine to do these things because you're interested, but don't let your studies suffer. You're in your final year of high school now. You've worked so hard for so many years, and now it's time to see the results. Don't let yourself have any regrets."

Shen Ruyin had heard this many times before, and still obediently nodded in agreement.

Compared to other high school seniors who have nothing to do but study, it's already great that her parents allow her to keep her hobbies and interests while studying. It's just a matter of listening to their nagging a bit more; it's not like it'll hurt her. What's wrong with that?

After finishing her meal, Shen Ruyin returned to her room, completed the remaining test paper, and reviewed the vocabulary she had planned to memorize before finally concluding her day's activities.

She checked the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

She picked up her phone, which she had silenced, and found that Zhao Manrou had sent her many messages.

[Yinyin, guess who I ran into today!]

[Why haven't you replied to my message for so long? Did you put your phone on silent again?]

[Never mind, I'll just tell you straight: I met a super, super, super handsome guy today!]

[He was standing right next to me, so I didn't even notice what the people on stage looked like, but they definitely weren't as good-looking as that handsome guy.]

[How could the other girls present ignore such a handsome guy? Maybe that's what true fans are like—no one else matters except their favorite?]

[But it's okay, I happen to have an eye for beauty.]

[It's such a shame I didn't bring my sketchbook, otherwise I would have definitely asked the handsome guy if he could be my model so I could do a quick sketch.]

[Actually, it's okay if he didn't draw anything. The handsome guy's voice is quite nice too, it's just that he's not very confident in himself. Do you know what he asked me?]

[He actually asked me how I could see him!!!]

[Oh my god, there are guys in this world who are so handsome but don't even realize it! I'm really falling for them!]

After scrolling through all the posts about Zhao Manrou, Shen Ruyin's expression became increasingly strange.

This description sounds so strange, so strange that it doesn't seem like something a normal person would say.

Shen Ruyin frowned, looked at it again, and then simply made a video call.

Sure enough, this was not the time for high school seniors to sleep. Zhao Manrou was still excited and answered the phone after it had only rung once.

"Yinyin, you finally saw my message."

Zhao Manrou's aggrieved voice came through, but she quickly returned to normal: "It's such a pity that you didn't come to the livehouse with me today. That guy was really handsome, the kind of handsome that's natural."

"I swear on my years of art education that the young man has never had any cosmetic surgery; he is completely natural."

Shen Ruyin patiently listened to her vent her excitement: "Did you ask anyone for a photo?"

“I asked,” Zhao Manrou sighed, “Maybe the young man thought I was some weird or bad guy, and that’s why he rejected me.”

"It hurts so much, but thank goodness you replied to my message, Yin Yin, otherwise I would have been even more heartbroken."

As she spoke, Zhao Manrou lowered her voice again: "Actually, after I came back, I went to look through the photos posted by the fans who attended the event, but unfortunately I couldn't find that guy. He's too good at hiding."

"The main problem is that I'm too timid. Otherwise, if I had taken the selfie at a slightly different angle, I could have given you a picture to prove it."

Shen Ruyin rested her chin on one hand and tapped lightly on the desk with the tip of her finger.

Of all the people present, not one of them managed to capture the image of the person Zhao Manrou saw, and they didn't even pay any attention to him.

This is truly bizarre.

Even female fans who are obsessed with celebrities can't all ignore a truly handsome man.

Their eyes are like rulers; no matter how completely covered up, or even if they're dressed like penguins, some of them have the talent to spot a handsome guy at a glance.

Based on what Zhao Manrou said and the handsome guy's attitude towards her, Shen Ruyin really suspected that the handsome guy Zhao Manrou saw had some mysterious issues.

Shen Ruyin would never say these words aloud.

Zhao Manrou did not become bound to that male ghost and continued to live an ordinary life. Although she encountered the red shoes, she was not involved much. If these things were told to her, she would probably find it hard to believe.

Moreover, Shen Ruyin couldn't explain why she had such suspicions. After all, she didn't have any elders in her family who worked in this industry, and the first reaction of an ordinary person would only be that this handsome guy was too sensitive to the camera.

The two continued chatting until almost midnight when Shen's mother heard the noise and came to knock on the door.

"Yinyin, it's midnight, get some rest!"

“Okay,” Shen Ruyin replied and said goodnight to Zhao Manrou.

The next morning, after Shen Ruyin got up and finished reading the required classical poems, she went to choose fabrics.

After finishing her meal, she took the chosen materials to the tool shed and began making things.

Zhao Manrou had a family heirloom hanging around her neck, so Shen Ruyin decided to make her a bracelet.

Because the material she had wasn't thick enough to make beads, she made simple patterns on the surface and engraved talismanic designs on the back after polishing it.

After finishing, Shen Ruyin used red string to braid it simply, and an adjustable bracelet was completed.

This bracelet may look simple and without any extra embellishments, but it looks beautiful on the wrist.

Shen Ruyin tried it on her wrist before putting it away with satisfaction, planning to give it to Zhao Manrou when she went to school for evening self-study in the afternoon.

Shen Ruyin arrived at the classroom early, but Zhao Manrou never showed up.

Evening self-study was about to begin, and Shen Ruyin secretly called Zhao Manrou, but no one answered.

Now, Shen Ruyin had a bad feeling and started calling Zhao's mother.

"Hello, Yinyin?"

“Auntie,” Shen Ruyin said, hiding behind a mountain of books on the table, “Has Xiaoman come to school yet? Class is about to start, and she hasn’t arrived. I’ve called her, but no one answers.”

"Xiaoman? Didn't she leave a long time ago? Why hasn't she arrived yet?" Since the red shoes incident had just happened, Zhao's mother was also very wary.

"Yinyin, thank you for telling Auntie. Auntie will go out and take a look now."

"If Xiaoman goes to school, have her send me a message."

"Okay," Yin Yin said, just as the school bell rang.

Zhao Manrou's home wasn't too far from the school. Shen Ruyin thought that since her aunt had already gone out, she should have news soon. Unexpectedly, she didn't see Zhao Manrou again until before the morning self-study session the next day.