UD | Chapter 18 – She Looks Like a Robot
by North_Sky“Hello, I’m Luo Leyi.”
“Hello, I’m Wu Yan.”
After a brief exchange of greetings, the three of them got into the car and headed toward Chenjia Village.
Wu Yan joked as he drove, “Little sister, you’re still in school, right? You’ve got quite the guts. Getting into a strange man’s car like this—aren’t you afraid we’ll kidnap you?”
Luo Leyi replied calmly, “I’m not afraid. You two can’t beat me.”
She had already looked up Chenjia Village last night—it was a remote, economically underdeveloped rural village. Since she dared to come here to deliver something, she had made full preparations.
This morning, she spent twenty thousand yuan on a Strength Pill.
Strength like an ox. Effective for forty-eight hours. More than enough.
Wu Yan let out a laugh. “Little sister, you’re really confident.”
“Mm.”
Wu Yan: “……”
Through the rearview mirror, Jiang Yuwen glanced at Luo Leyi sitting in the back seat. Her expression barely changed—almost emotionless.
Like a robot.
Along the way, Luo Leyi received a message from the caregiver, informing her that Luo Mingda and Zhang Yan had gone to the hospital to visit the old man and had angered him.
Her mood immediately turned bad.
She called the old man right away, asking about his condition. Only after confirming he was fine did she relax. In her heart, she silently added another mark against Luo Mingda and the others.
Once Grandpa was discharged, she would settle everything with them.
No matter what.
In the front seat, Jiang Yuwen and Wu Yan exchanged glances after hearing her phone call.
So far, the girl didn’t seem suspicious.
But they couldn’t let their guard down. That call might just be a smokescreen.
Jiang Yuwen’s mind was already spinning through countless crime documentaries about scammers communicating with accomplices.
If Luo Leyi knew what he was thinking, she would probably shove a pack of sour plums into his hand.
“Are you okay?”
The car drove for an hour and a half before reaching Chenjia Village.
It was a remote mountain village with poor infrastructure. The road into the village was bumpy and uneven.
The houses on both sides were mostly low, single-story homes or wooden structures, with only a few scattered two-story buildings.
Doors were tightly shut, and only a few villagers could occasionally be seen working in the fields.
“Little sister, we’ve arrived at Chenjia Village. Where exactly is Grandma Shen?” Wu Yan asked.
“Wait, let me check the navigation.”
The app even had navigation.
She opened the Yellow Springs Delivery app and tapped the address on the unfinished order twice, activating navigation.
“Go straight… then turn left at the second fork ahead…”
Wu Yan followed her instructions and drove deeper into the village, past the densely packed houses and toward an area surrounded by cornfields.
“…Turn right from here.”
“Turn right?” Wu Yan looked ahead. There was only a straight road. He stopped the car. “Little sister, there’s no right turn.”
Jiang Yuwen turned and questioned her, “Do you even know how to read navigation?”
“I do.”
Luo Leyi glanced outside. There were only endless cornfields on both sides, and only this single road ahead.
But the navigation clearly showed a right turn.
“You say you know how to read it, then tell me—how are we supposed to turn right? Into the cornfield?”
“If the car can’t turn, people can.”
Luo Leyi looked at him like he was an idiot, opened the car door, and got out.
Jiang Yuwen: Hey, what was that look supposed to mean?
“Xiao Yu, get out and take a look,” Wu Yan said.
There were rural paths between the fields that cars couldn’t enter. Some villagers’ homes were deep inside those paths.
One after another, the two got out of the car and followed Luo Leyi into the cornfield.
“I’ve been to Chenjia Village several times. Apart from those houses up ahead, there’s nothing around here. Do you even know where Grandma Shen lives?”
Corn leaves brushed against their arms, scratching and itching. Jiang Yuwen tried carefully to avoid them, but still got hit repeatedly, growing increasingly impatient.
“There really are no houses here,” Wu Yan said, scanning the area.
He remained highly alert. Cornfields like this—dense and secluded—were often the setting for violent crimes.
Where exactly was this girl taking them?
“I told you, it’s just ahead,” Luo Leyi replied without slowing down.
She followed the navigation, weaving through the cornrows.
After a while, they reached a small hill covered in dense bamboo forest.
She stopped in front of the thickest bamboo stalk.
“We’re here.”
“We’re… here?”
Both Jiang Yuwen and Wu Yan looked around in confusion. There was nothing here except bamboo.
“Little sister, are you sure Grandma Shen is here?” Wu Yan asked cautiously.
He was starting to suspect the girl had mental issues.
Jiang Yuwen’s patience finally snapped. “Are you messing with us?”
“I’m not. The address says it’s here.”
To them, there was nothing.
But to her eyes, there was.
Sitting beneath the bamboo was a young female ghost, around twenty years old, wearing clothing from the 1960s–70s, her hair tied in braids.
She looked at them curiously.
Luo Leyi asked her, “Are you Shen Honglian?”
The ghost froze, then pointed at herself in disbelief. “You can see me?”
“Yes. Are you Shen Honglian?”
“I am! I am! I am Shen Honglian!”
She stood up excitedly. After so many years… finally, someone could see her.
“…Who are you talking to?” Jiang Yuwen took a step back in fear.
A cold wind suddenly swept through the bamboo forest. His back turned icy.
Wu Yan looked at her with a complicated expression.
Confirmed. This girl really wasn’t normal.
Jiang Yuwen felt a chill crawling up his spine.
“You two can’t see her,” Luo Leyi said, then pulled out her phone. “Wait a second.”
She ordered two Intermediate Ghost-Seeing Talismans from the app and handed them over.
“Take these. You’ll be able to see her. Shen Honglian is right here.”
“….”
Wu Yan and Jiang Yuwen exchanged a look.
Wu Yan cleared his throat. “Little sister, superstition isn’t a good thing.”
So troublesome.
Luo Leyi stepped forward and shoved the talisman into his hand.
“Look.”
The moment it touched him, countless kidnapping and drugging scenarios flashed through Wu Yan’s mind.
And then—
His vision changed.
A woman appeared.
“!!!! Holy—!”
He instinctively stumbled backward.
Jiang Yuwen panicked. “What is it? What is it?!”
Wu Yan’s expression went blank.
“…There really is someone here.”
No.
That wasn’t a person.
That was a ghost.
And at that moment, their understanding of the world shattered completely.