The infant was about fifty centimeters tall, its body somewhat unreal. Sparse downy hair topped its head, and its chubby cheeks and short, plump, segmented limbs gave it a lovable appearance.

It clung to Jiang Yuer's calf like a koala, tilting its little head, eyes closed, and remaining motionless, as if asleep.

Was what my aunt said true? Was her hospital really haunted, and by an infant spirit no less? Zhang Yuanqing watched the tiny spirit, his mouth slowly widening.

This completely overturned his understanding.

"What are you staring at!"

Seeing her nephew eyeing her with ill-intent, the aunt immediately glared at him.

She pulled out a chair, slumped against the back, and whined, "Mom, I'm exhausted, can you serve me rice?"

"Can't you use your own arms and legs?" The grandmother said, but still got up and went into the kitchen.

"Oh, family disgrace, you're back."

The aunt greeted her older brother while grabbing a piece of roast duck.

"A few more years of being single, and you'll be a family disgrace too. When that happens, we siblings will join forces to fight the black-hearted witch," the uncle said cheekily.

At this moment, the grandmother came out with a bowl of rice, and the aunt immediately put on a well-behaved act, hugging her grandmother's arm and resting her head on her mother's shoulder, "You're the family disgrace, I'm Mom's innocent girl, here to suppress scum like you."

The aunt relied on this trick to win the favor of her grandparents, earning their special love.

"Then I can team up with Yuanjun too. Yuanjun is almost a family disgrace too, right, honey?" the uncle said.

The aunt gave him a look.

"Huh?" The aunt chewed on the roast duck a few times, and then asked suspiciously, "Mom, did you forget to put salt in? This duck tastes bland."

"This was bought outside," the grandmother said without good humor.

The aunt furrowed her brows slightly, took a breath, and exclaimed, "Why can't I smell anything? The food doesn't smell good at all."

Hearing this, the grandmother asked with concern, "Do you have a cold?"

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing saw the infant spirit hanging on his aunt's calf, its small nose twitching. Then, it opened its black button-like eyes, and after seeing the unfamiliar environment, its little face was filled with blankness, as if it didn't understand why it was here.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing felt increasingly grave.

This wasn't an ordinary spirit. Ordinary spirits have no consciousness, don't think, and only act according to instinct.

The infant spirit wasn't confused for long. Following some instinct, it twitched its little nose and climbed up his aunt's body to her shoulder.

Then, it saw the table full of delicious food.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes followed the infant spirit, watching it quicken its pace, climbing along his aunt's arm to the table.

It lay on the table, reaching out its short, plump hands to try to grab a piece of roast duck, but couldn't grasp anything.

After repeated attempts, it seemed to finally realize that it couldn't touch the delicacies, and began to cry pitifully.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately heard a phantom crying in his ears, loud and noisy.

This dead kid is so noisy... Zhang Yuanqing mobilized the power of Taiyin, condensed it in his palm, reached out and took a piece of roast duck, actually grabbing the infant spirit in his hand.

"You guys eat first, I'm going to the bathroom."

He carried the infant spirit by the scruff of its neck, like a puppy, and went into the bathroom.

Behind him came the aunt's voice: "Huh, my nose is suddenly clear, and the roast duck smells better."

........

In front of the sink, Zhang Yuanqing held the dead child with one hand, watching it stick out its pink tongue and lick the Taiyin power in his palm little by little.

For spirits, a Night Wanderer's Taiyin power is a great tonic.

"It's following my aunt home, probably because my aura rubbed off on her, which is fatally attractive to spirits..."

But what Zhang Yuanqing couldn't understand was that an infant's spiritual power is weak. After death, the spirit would dissipate quickly, lasting at most a day or two, or as little as a few hours.

But the rumors of hauntings in his aunt's hospital seemed to have been going on for some time.

This didn't make sense.

If you don't understand, look up information... Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone with his other hand and logged into the Five Elements Alliance official forum.

#Shocking, Judge of the Evil Eye suspected dead, in the near future, there may be Fallen ones out of control, personnel everywhere pay attention to alert #

#Shocking, She Ling Tunnel actually conquered, the identity of the conqueror is mysterious #

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes glanced over the two pinned posts, not taking them to heart. The official organization was going to be wary of Fallen ones out of control, so the Judge of the Evil Eye's incident would definitely be made public.

On the other hand, the news of him conquering the She Ling Tunnel had already spread to the Five Elements Alliance official forum. The unfamiliar ID, "The Way of the Extraordinary", was known to the official The Way of the Extraordinary for the first time.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the four words "special spirit body" in the forum's search function.

Soon, he found a post popularizing knowledge about spirit bodies.

"A spirit body is the condensation of mental power left over after the death of a sentient being. Because it has lost most of its consciousness, the spirit body is in a sluggish state, acting according to instinct, or rather, obsession.

"Once any living being dies, the spirit body will constantly dissipate. Ordinary people can maintain it for up to seven days. The Way of the Extraordinary's spirit bodies will stay in the world for a longer time, depending on the strength of their mental power.

"But there are always exceptions. As far as I know, high-level Night Wanderers and Illusionists can rely on special means to survive in the world for a long time, even if their physical body is destroyed."

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but shift his gaze to the infant spirit, thinking to himself that this little guy obviously didn't have the ability to exist in the world for a long time, and couldn't possibly be a high-level The Way of the Extraordinary.

He continued reading the post:

"The above is the spirit body under normal circumstances. Next, let's talk about abnormal spirit bodies, the so-called abnormal spirit bodies..."

The content stopped abruptly. Zhang Yuanqing pulled to the bottom and found that the second half of the post was locked and required paid reading.

This is the legendary paying for knowledge? His mouth twitched and he used his mobile phone to recharge his "The Way of the Extraordinary" account with two hundred yuan to complete the payment.

It's worth mentioning that in the past few days, the clerical staff had already processed a mobile phone card and bank card belonging to "The Way of the Extraordinary" for him, separating it from the identity of "Zhang Yuanqing".

"The so-called abnormal spirit body is a spirit body that has been artificially sacrificed and refined. The most famous is the Night Wanderer's art of driving ghosts. Of course, other professions also have corresponding methods, which will not be described here.

"A spirit body that has been sacrificed and refined has a chance to give birth to special abilities, and can be regarded as a precious item or pet. In the Night Wanderer's jargon, this kind of spirit body is called a spirit servant.

"But be careful, spirit bodies are also divided into qualifications. Not all spirit bodies can be refined into spirit servants. Spirit bodies with spirit servant qualifications are one in ten thousand. Next, let's talk about the method of sacrifice and refinement..."

"Finally, I want to remind you that it is permissible to sacrifice and refine the spirit bodies of evil professions, but it is against the rules to enslave the spirit bodies of ordinary people."

"Poster: Yuan Ting."

Two hundred yuan was well spent... After reading the content of the post, Zhang Yuanqing said from the bottom of his heart.

This post revealed a lot of information to him.

First: After the Night Wanderer's level increases, they can raise ghosts and refine corpses. When encountering The Way of the Extraordinary in battle, the tactics can switch between a wretched assassin stream and a wretched summoner stream.

Second: This dead child is a very precious spirit servant. He's found a treasure.

It has already given birth to special abilities, so it is a genuine spirit servant, and not just a special spirit body.

Third: There is a problem with the hospital where my aunt works.

"My aunt suddenly lost her sense of taste and smell just now. It should be what it did. So its ability is to steal other people's sense of smell and taste? Well, I'll verify it later. If I can cultivate this little guy, maybe it can be worth an item."

While Zhang Yuanqing was delighted, he couldn't help but feel worried.

There should be a The Way of the Extraordinary hiding in my aunt's hospital. Now that it's followed my aunt home, the refiner behind it will never let a precious spirit servant be lost.

There will be trouble later, and it may even endanger my aunt.

Whether the other party is an official or wild The Way of the Extraordinary, it is against the rules to refine a spirit servant with the spirit body of an ordinary person.

This matter cannot be resolved easily.

"I'll tell the squad leader about this tomorrow, and make reasonable use of the resources around me..."

After thinking it through, he suddenly felt much more relaxed, scrutinizing the infant spirit lying on his palm and forearm.

Noticing his scrutiny, the little guy opened its big black button-like eyes and made a flattering sound, "Aba, Aba..."

Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing ignored it, it continued to lick the Taiyin power.

Its intelligence is higher than that of an ordinary infant, but it can't communicate normally yet... He pinched the back of the infant spirit's neck and turned it over: "Come on, let me see if you're a little silly or a little troublemaker."

"From now on, you'll be called Little Silly."

Zhang Yuanqing carried the infant spirit out of the bathroom. The family dinner was coming to an end.

He returned to his seat, quietly hanging the infant spirit on his uncle's neck while eating as if nothing had happened.

It was just right to use the family disgrace to test the infant spirit's ability.

The uncle was carefully picking his teeth with a dental floss stick, unaware that he had a dead child riding on his neck.

"Uncle, why don't you have a bowl of soup?"

Seeing that it was about time, Zhang Yuanqing served his uncle soup.

He wanted to know if his uncle would lose his sense of taste and smell like his aunt.

The uncle stroked his round belly and shook his head:

"No, no drink, unless you have a jianbing guozi."

As he said this, he struck a self-created rap gesture. Just when Zhang Yuanqing thought he would hear familiar lyrics, the uncle suddenly held his thumb in his mouth, "Aba Aba Aba..."

At the same time, the infant spirit riding on the uncle's neck made a sound that only Zhang Yuanqing could hear: "Yo yo, check it out, a set of jianbing guozi."

"Pfft~"

Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuer spat out the chicken soup in their mouths in perfect harmony.

The grandparents, aunt, and cousin all looked like they were grieving for his misfortune and hating his lack of ambition.

.......

ps: Explain the character Li Dongze. When I was polishing the beginning, I happened to be reading *Night's Nomenclature*. When I wrote about the character Li Dongze, I had an idea and wrote this name. At that time, I felt inexplicably familiar. Later, I took the time to read *Nomenclature* again, and suddenly saw the familiar name. I realized that I had plagiarized a bit from Elbow. At that time, Li Dongze had been out for a long time, and it was too troublesome to change it, so I thought it was just a supporting role, so I just plagiarized to the end.