"Little ghost? What little ghost?"
Yu Dandan immediately perked up.
While packing up her bag, He Qing answered Yu Dandan's question, "Nothing much, just two ordinary little ghosts. The bigger one looked like he hadn't had enough to eat, while the smaller child was chubby and white, cute as a Fuwa from New Year paintings, particularly endearing. He has an incredibly dense aura, not seeming like a normal person... Somehow, he also became a spiritual soul."
"Spiritual soul, isn't that a ghost?"
Upon hearing a new term, Yu Dandan took care to remember it seriously.
"No."
He Qing shook her head, "The bigger child is a ghost, quite ordinary. The little one, born without the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, had only condensed into a spiritual soul. However, I don't know why, but this spiritual soul actually possesses intelligence. Probably another plant spirit."
It's a pity that she was too scented with ginseng at that time to smell anything else.
