Jinling is the ancient capital of six dynasties, which means this place has been inhabited for a long time, and being an ancient capital indicates it has always been prosperous. This area with unfinished buildings might have once been home to many people.

Later it became a cemetery, became a temple, became the Pit of Thousand, etc., because of the environmental influences of this place, causing many people to die either naturally or unnaturally, leaving their souls like wandering ghosts in this world.

It’s very likely these people retained their memories from when they were alive, remembering many things from their past, yet not realizing they are already dead.

Of course, maybe for various reasons, they cannot reincarnate normally, which is very possible.

Before coming to the mortal world, Ye Qiu was always the eldest son of the Heavenly Court Imperial Medical Bureau, only knowing matters of the Heaven, what lies underground, hell, or even this ghost market world that lies between.

He really didn’t know.

Now, hearing Miss Jia talk about the other party’s situation.

The person turned out to be one of Jinling’s Thirteen Beauties.

The so-called Jinling Thirteen Beauties are thirteen beautiful women of Jinling.

These beauties could be oiran from the brothels or beauties selected from among the common people.

Talented scholars and beautiful ladies, a favorite theme in ancient times.

This Miss Jia, judging by her appearance and talent, indeed counted as a great beauty among Jinling’s Thirteen Beauties.

"I wonder what era Miss Jia was selected from?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"Young Master Ye, this humble servant remembers it was a long time ago."

A long time ago?

Then why hasn’t Miss Jia shown signs of aging?

Does she not know herself?

Normal people know they will age, get sick, and die.

Ye Qiu just wanted to mention it when he suddenly heard a rooster crow outside.

Is it almost dawn?

"Young Master Ye, I apologize, this humble servant needs to rest now."

At this time, does she have to rest?

"Then I’ll take my leave first."

Leaving Miss Jia’s elegant room, and then outside the brothel.

Ye Qiu discovered that the once bustling and lively ghost market now turned cold and quiet, as if with the rooster’s crow, all went back to rest.

Ye Qiu returned to his so-called Royal Mansion and sat there. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

When Ye Qiu opened his eyes again, he was awake, finding himself sitting in the car, looking out at the desolate unfinished buildings.

There was no scene like he saw yesterday, nor did he see the Miss Jia from the brothel.

Jinling Thirteen Beauties?

Ye Qiu found it somewhat amusing.

Did he really believe the ghost story?

Ghost stories are the most unbelievable!

Ye Qiu reversed the car and left, heading back to Peach Blossom Spring Villa.

When returning to Peach Blossom Spring Villa, he saw it was already after seven in the morning.

Last night, when Ye Qiu went out late at night, only Ye Weidong and Chen Fang, Ye Xue, and Xiaomai knew, although they didn’t know where Ye Qiu actually went.

Now seeing Ye Qiu return, Ye Weidong asked, "Kid, where did you go last night?"

"Went to listen to music."

Listen to music?

"You didn’t go to a bar?"

Ye Weidong asked incredulously.

"Dad, no."

Regardless of whether he did or not, Ye Weidong couldn’t control him. Given Ye Qiu’s situation, no one could really bully him.

Ye Qiu felt a chill all over his body.

After going upstairs to the bathroom for a hot shower and changing into a new set of clothes, he felt much better.

However, the events of last night were vivid in his mind.

How could this be?

When he went downstairs, Chen Fang said, "Aren’t you going to call Lin Xiang for breakfast?"

Chen Fang knew that the two needed to return to school for classes.

When Ye Xue went to wake Lin Xiang, Ye Qiu sat there eating breakfast, still contemplating the previous night’s events; he remembered he had his phone recording the whole time.

Now, when Ye Qiu turned it on, he found the phone battery almost dead.

Having recorded for so long, even the best phone battery would have run out.

"Xiaomai, go get the charging cable for me."

Xiaomai fetched the charging cable for Ye Qiu, who plugged it into the guest socket. As Ye Qiu started playing it, Ye Xue, Xiaomai, and the Ye Weidong couple coming downstairs heard the song playing.

It felt strange.

"Ye Qiu, why does this sound so strange and make me feel a bit chilled?"

"Dad, isn’t this just listening to music? Doesn’t it sound good?"

"It feels very strange."

Ye Weidong said.

Ye Qiu realized he did indeed record it.

The "Spring River Flower Moon Night" played completely, and when Ye Qiu himself started singing, the Ye Weidong couple found the voice very familiar.

"Ye Qiu, could this be you singing?"

"It’s indeed me."

"This is quite good, but just listening to that female voice sounded like it wasn’t sung by a living person, weak and feeble."

Not sung by a living person?

Ye Qiu didn’t expect his father to notice.

It was indeed sung by a ghost, but he didn’t dare say it for fear of scaring Ye Weidong.

"Ye Qiu, you sing so well, you could become a pop star." Ye Xue laughed.

"Sis, I wouldn’t lower myself to perform."

And Lin Xiang, having washed and dressed, came downstairs just in time to hear Ye Qiu singing "When Will the Bright Moon Come," and Lin Xiang thought it sounded very good.

"Ye Qiu, is this you singing?"

"It’s me singing, how is it?"

"Very nice, teach me sometime, I really like this style of Yuan and Song dynasty tunes."

"It’s very difficult to learn."

Xiaomai could probably learn it, but not Lin Xiang, it’s hard without a foundation.

After the Ye Weidong couple finished breakfast, they urged Ye Xue to hurry as they wanted to go to Jade City and see it for themselves since Ye Weidong had been restless thinking about Jade City overnight.

They needed to see it for themselves.

When Ye Xue was done eating, she left with Chen Fang and Ye Weidong, driving away in the car while Xiaomai was left cleaning up the dishes.

When Ye Qiu saw Lin Xiang get in the car, he asked Lin Xiang, "Do you believe in ghosts?"

"I believe, why wouldn’t I believe?" Lin Xiang said.

Ye Qiu didn’t expect Lin Xiang to believe.

But he thought it was quite normal.

Those overseas Chinese trust Feng Shui and physiognomy even more, so it’s normal for Lin Xiang to believe in such things.

"And what would you do if you encountered one?"

"Of course, I’d run away."

Normal people would be scared.

Ye Qiu smiled, saying nothing more.

They drove to Jin University Campus, stopping at the boys’ dormitory building, where Lin Xiang hurried to her classroom.

Ye Qiu headed to his own classroom.

The class today was about clinical medicine theory, which Ye Qiu wasn’t interested in, so after sitting for a while, he left the classroom.

He planned to go to the library to see if there were any materials that described ghosts or even the ghost market.