CHAPTER 509: CHAPTER 509: SLOPPY MAN

Dou Dou didn’t panic when she lost the person, instead she flew up into the sky and circled around on the dark clouds, quickly locating her target.

Then she descended from the air and followed behind the strange uncle from a distance.

She called him "strange uncle" because his hair was like a bird’s nest, his beard scruffy, and he looked dirty like a beggar.

But after all, she was still a child, and was soon discovered by him.

Seeing it was a child, naturally he didn’t have much vigilance, so he quietly ambushed at a corner and suddenly jumped out when Dou Dou approached.

"Whoa~"

Dou Dou was startled, and instinctively tried to run away.

But he grabbed her collar and pulled her back.

"What are you following me for, kid?"

"I’m not afraid of you, you know."

Dou Dou raised her "Little Old Axe".

"Hey, kid, why do you have an axe?"

The scruffy man was greatly surprised. People come into the world naked, and naturally leave it naked; after death, the clothes on one’s soul are just formed by one’s soul power, a rule subconsciously accepted.

For example, a baby might die very young and wouldn’t have developed a concept of clothes, appearing naked.

But it’s rare for someone to subconsciously think they must have an axe.

That’s why the scruffy man was surprised.

"That’s so odd, show me your axe." The scruffy man leaned closer out of curiosity.

At this point, Dou Dou remembered her "Little Old Axe", and promptly raised the axe to chop down.

"Chop your toe!"

She chopped the toe without hesitation. As the axe landed, the scruffy man cried out in pain, clutching his toe and rolling on the ground. The piercing scream startled Dou Dou.

She looked at her Little Old Axe in confusion. Was her Little Old Axe really this powerful?

She raised her Little Old Axe again, pondering where to chop next.

Should she continue with chopping the leg, the belly, and then the head, or skip the first two and aim straight for the head?

Seeing Dou Dou holding the axe, eager to try, the scruffy man on the ground exclaimed in fear, "No no no, don’t chop anymore. I haven’t done anything to you."

He was truly scared, thinking that after death one wouldn’t feel pain anymore, but that single chop made his soul feel like it was split open, the intense pain swept over his soul.

Even as a grown man, he was rolling on the ground in pain, tears uncontrollably streaming and disappearing into smoke.

At this point, he realized that this Little Douding before him was definitely not an ordinary ghost.

Although he had been dead for quite some time and had seen other ghosts, whenever individual ghosts met, friction and conflict would ensue, but when ghosts fought, usually there wasn’t much harm, apart from verbal abuses and psychological impacts, they couldn’t do much to each other.

Yet now, this Little Douding before him completely shattered his understanding.

Seeing the little one once again raise the small axe in her hand, he felt a palpitation enveloping him, causing him to tremble all over.

As Dou Dou saw the other plead for mercy, and he seemed genuinely miserable, she lowered her hand, refraining from chopping him again.

"Little fairy, we have no grievances or animosity, why are you following me?"

Dou Dou scratched her little head upon hearing this, the other seemed to be saying something profound, which she didn’t understand.

Seeing the puzzled look in the other’s eyes, the scruffy man realized the other was probably indeed just a child.

So he changed his approach and softly said, "What I mean is, I don’t know you, why are you following me?"

"Because you’re a bad guy. Why are you secretly following that big sister?" Dou Dou asked with hands on her hips.

"How do I look like a bad guy?"

"Everything about you does, like this, and like this..."

Dou Dou said while gesturing around her head.

Scruffy man: ...

"I was a policeman when alive." The scruffy man sighed.

"What’s living money?" Dou Dou asked curiously.

The scruffy man was left speechless, but upon seeing her naive look, he patiently explained, "It means I was a policeman when I was alive."

Dou Dou nodded as if enlightened, realizing "alive" meant that, then said, "I was a kid when I was alive."

How rare it is, I used to be a person when alive.

The scruffy man was utterly speechless, now completely certain the little girl was indeed a typical child, but he was still unaware of the origin and the potency of the axe in her hand.

By now he had recovered a bit, and stood up, yet his foot still throbbed faintly, feeling his once light body becoming even lighter.

At this moment, Dou Dou suddenly remembered what the strange uncle mentioned earlier?

Did he say he was a policeman?

Dou Dou widened her eyes and suspiciously looked at him.

"What’s the matter? Do I have a problem?" The scruffy man looked confused.

"Are you really a policeman, not lying? →_→"

The scruffy man sighed and nodded, suddenly losing the interest in speaking.

Dou Dou was very naive, immediately believing him.

But she was still very curious, so she asked, "Then how did you die? Were you killed by bad guys? Was that big bad guy caught?"

The scruffy man smiled and nodded, then instinctively reached out to touch Dou Dou’s head but froze halfway, quickly pulling back, not wanting another chop.

It’s funny, he being a JD policeman, professionally trained; his endurance not steel-like, but definitely several times, even dozens of times, stronger than an average person, yet that single chop startled him terribly.

Therefore, he was increasingly curious about the origin of the axe in Dou Dou’s hand.

So he directly asked, "Where did your axe come from?"

He didn’t beat around the bush, thinking if he spoke too subtly, the other might genuinely not understand, so being straightforward seemed more effective.

"Potato gave it to me," Dou Dou hugged the axe joyfully.

"Potato? Is sweet potato a person?" The scruffy man was quite puzzled.

But he still praised, "Then your Potato must be very impressive."

"Of course," Dou Dou said with inexplicable pride.

"Where do you think he’s most impressive?" The scruffy man deliberately said.

Hoping to glean more information in this manner.

He didn’t consider it difficult, being an adult and even a frontline JD policeman, coaxing information from a little kid should be a piece of cake.

"Eating meals, he can eat so much in one sitting..." Dou Dou exaggeratedly opened her arms.

Though when alive, Dou Dou always felt she could eat a whole cow, she knew deep down she couldn’t, each time only able to eat bowls prepared by her mom.

But Potato seemed truly capable of eating a whole cow, always able to eat lots, making Dou Dou envious.

"Uh..."

Turns out it’s not that easy.

But ultimately, being an adult, during the conversation with Dou Dou, he still managed to gather quite a bit of information.