## Chapter 180: Miss Ghost
The surrounding crowd turned pale as lightning struck their faces. They all thought they were going to die.
But after the lightning passed, everyone was surprised to find that, apart from the young man who had just been yelling, everyone else was unharmed.
The violent youth was gone, leaving only a pile of white ash and scorched black marks on the ground. It was a sight no one wanted to speculate about.
“That idiot, why would he provoke a Feathered Serpent? Don’t they know Feathered Serpents are intelligent and extremely proud creatures?” the enforcer wizard grumbled, as if this knowledge was self-evident.
However, it was only when I saw the Feathered Serpent just now that a flicker of knowledge about its habits appeared in my mind. Ordinary people would never know this. I can only say that this violent brother was seeking his own death.
To be honest, I don’t understand why he started mocking Jayad in the first place. Jayad hadn’t provoked him, and later he foolishly provoked the Feathered Serpent, thinking that because it was in a cage, it couldn’t do anything to him.
I can only say that he deserved it. No one around paid any attention to who this young man was, they were just glad they weren’t affected.
Jayad even showed a gloating smile. Children from the slums like him were usually petty. If it weren’t for the sudden rampage of those giant beasts, he might have had a confrontation with this violent youth.
At this moment, an official from the front of the motorcade rushed over. He was the one who had been introducing various animals to promote the emperor’s might and wisdom. Now he anxiously ran to the wizard, “Masters, what is going on? Why did these wild beasts suddenly go berserk?”
“It’s nothing. A fool stimulated the Feathered Serpent, and he’s already been killed by it,” the wizard said, pointing towards our side.
I immediately tensed up. Since someone was killed here, they would surely search. If they found me, with my mutation, I would definitely be burned as a heretic. I had to find a way to escape in the chaos.
Unexpectedly, the official only glanced this way and then looked at the cage with concern, asking, “Is there any problem with the Feathered Serpent? These three have been specially prepared as gifts for two kings and the Sultan. They absolutely cannot be lost.”
“Of course, there are no problems. The Feathered Serpent is unharmed and has completely calmed down. However, if there are more parades to come, I suggest you, sir, publicize it in advance, so that no more fools will provoke the divine beast,” the wizard said.
“Of course, the next stop is Madrid. I will remind them in advance to do a good job with the publicity. It’s getting late, let’s continue,” the official said hastily, seeing that the Feathered Serpent had coiled up peacefully.
So the wizards flew back to the end of the convoy, where their sedan chairs were. The soldiers pacified their cold lizards, reorganized the ranks, and continued their journey.
This, just like that? They didn’t investigate here at all, nor did they question passersby. They very subjectively and carelessly concluded that the violent youth had actively provoked the beast stampede, and then left without any verification.
Furthermore, someone died here, and the soldiers didn’t even come to inquire about his identity, as if he were just an ant that died, causing no ripples, completely ignoring this minor incident.
But I felt that the reason for the beast stampede was not the violent youth’s provocation, or at least not entirely. Because before that, he wasn’t angry at the beast herd, but was in conflict with Jayad.
Did the beast herd go berserk to uphold justice for Jayad? I felt it was even more impossible. Jayad was just a Holy Knight, not a Druid.
Although there were quite a few animals behind, most of the crowd had lost the mood to watch. Jayad and I naturally had no mood to stay on the street either, and followed the flow of the crowd.
“Parul, was it fun watching the animals?” Jayad asked on the way home. Originally, his purpose was to take me out to relax.
“Mmm, it was fun. How about you, Older Brother Jayad?” I asked back. Today was truly an eye-opener.
“The dinosaurs were so majestic, and the Feathered Serpent was so beautiful. If there’s another chance next time, I’ll take Parul to see them again,” Jayad said happily. It seemed he was also satisfied with the viewing.
After this outing, I felt my mood had recovered a bit. I wasn’t as gloomy as before. Even though my body had undergone some mutations, I wasn’t as worried anymore.
After playing, it was time to do some real business. First, it was Miss Ghost, whom I had promised to help find her mother when I left. After I returned, I fell seriously ill and hadn’t gone to find her. But I could still feel that chilling aura from time to time, indicating she was still peeking at me.
I specifically asked Jayad to steal the key to that room from the Landlady. When I opened the door and went in, the hole I had broken in the glass was still there, and the part on my side had been covered with newspapers by Jayad.
I heated the Magic Potion and placed it on the dining table. I had also added powder ground from the Death Tree Seed. The inspiration that inexplicably appeared while I was brewing the potion told me that this would make the ghost like it.
Then I sat down, waiting for Miss Ghost to appear. I did not use any coercive Spirit Communication Technique, hoping rather to show that I was in an equal cooperative relationship with her.
After a while, the chilling aura reappeared. I was neither rushed nor flustered, and continued to sit and ponder magical knowledge until a faint figure appeared opposite me. It was indeed Miss Ghost.
She looked curiously at the bowl of potion I had placed in front of her. She sniffed it lightly, seeming very interested, but unsure of my intentions.
“Drink it, it’s specially prepared for you,” I said.
“Hmm?” Miss Ghost looked around, seeming suspicious that I had tampered with the potion, yet unable to resist the aroma.
In the end, she couldn’t help but drink the potion. Instantly, her eyes lit up, and she wolfed down the potion as if it were the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. She put down the bowl, still not satisfied, and asked, “It’s so delicious! What did you add?”
“It’s the Death Tree Seed I added,” I said. Actually, there were many herbs in my memory that were suitable for attracting the Undead, such as elderflower, poppy, and black tulips. I hadn’t added any of them.
The effect was also quite obvious. After drinking this bowl of Magic Potion, Miss Ghost’s Soul body became more solid. The expression of resentment on her face had also eased. If you looked closely at her calmed eyes, she was quite beautiful.
“I thought you weren’t going to come see me anymore,” Miss Ghost said. She was implying that I hadn’t looked for her since I returned until today.
“I thought you weren’t going to come out and see me either,” I implied that she had been hesitant to appear.
“I was afraid that annoying aura was still here,” the spectral girl said, looking around nervously.
“Older Brother has already gone out,” I said. Jayad had gone to the Church to “study” today.
“I’ve come to fulfill my promise. This bowl of potion is good for you, just a meeting gift. Now, can you first tell me who you are?”
