Unnamed...

  Su answer left Qin Nuo puzzled.

  Was it amnesia?

  Or did her parents not give her a name?

  Qin Nuo thought for a moment and said, "How about I give you a name? How about 'Dream'?"

  "Dream..." The little girl blinked, showiher dislike nor muthusiasm.

  "Let's go, take me to that room, I'll help you get your music box back," Qin Nuo said, standing up.

  Hearing about the music box, Dream finally smiled and walked barefoot ahead.

  Qin Nuo followed behind, and the child yawned, "This is the fun thing you mentioned? It's ing at all."

  "Don't rush, how about pying a game first?" Qin Nuo thought of a way to keep the child quiet.

  "Why didn't I think of that?" The child took out a game sole, sat on Qin Nuo's shoulder, and started pying. The s's glow on his little face made him look even more eerie.

  Dream led Qin Nuo to the first floor, to a door at the end of the hallway.

  Dream g to Qin Nuo's hand, afraid to go near, pointing at the door, "It's ihe old dy is very fierce, be careful."

  "Why is she fierce to you? Did you do something wrong?" Qin Nuo asked.

  Dream shook her head, "Some older boys took my music box. When I tried to get it back, the old dy chased me away with a whip."

  Qin Nuo thought for a moment, put the child dooi Dream, "Hey, I've got a task for you. Keep an eye on your sister, don't let her run around, okay?"

  Dream was an important character in the main storyline, and Qin Nuo didn't want to lose her.

  The child g Dream and said, "I want something iurn."

  Qin Nuo eechless, thinking this little rascal was more ing than an adult.

  After a moment, he suddenly asked, "Do you like Rainbow dy?"

  The child's eyes lit up, "Do you have some?"

  "More than that, a whole jar. Keep an eye on your sister, and you have as much as you want," Qin Nuo said, thinking that the allure of dy was indeed powerful. No matter how mature, children couldn't resist it.

  "Deal, but don't trick me, or I'll beat you up." The child waved his little fist, and it wasn't a joke; he could really hit.

  Qin Nuo nodded, gave a few more instrus, then said no more, and walked toward the room with an oil mp.

  As Qin Nuo left, the child tinued pying his game.

  Dream stood there, watg Qin Nuo's departing figure, then looked at the child, unsure of what to do.

  Barefoot, she walked over quietly, standing behind the child, her gssy eyes curiously fixed on the game s...

  Creak.

  The door wasn't locked and was slowly pushed open.

  Qin Nuo peeked inside.

  The room was dimly lit, an old-fashioned bulb hanging on the wall flickered, casting shadows.

  "Is ahere?" Qin Nuo called softly, gently closing the door as he entered.

  In the living room, an old dy sat on the sofa, knitting clothes, with small garments hanging beside her.

  A wooden music box sat oable, its gears turnihereal and pleasant music filling the air.

  o ask, this was definitely Dream's music box.

  The old dy remained motionless, her head tilted to one side, the garment only half-knitted.

  Seeing this, Qin Nuo hesitated, then quietly approached, reag for the music box.

  Though the ces were slim, perhaps he could sneak it away?

  But this hopeful thought was soon dashed.

  "Young man, didn't aeach you to knock before entering?"

  A hoarse voice came, and Qin Nuo awkwardly withdrew his hand. The old dy on the sofa had woken up at some point and tinued knitting.

  "Well, I saw you were asleep and didn't want to disturb you," Qin Nuo said.

  "You want this music box?" the old dy asked.

  "My sister said she lost something here," Qin Nuo said, rubbing his nose.

  "The music box isn't hers. Tell that girl not to think about it," the old dy said expressionlessly.

  Qin Nuo eechless. At her age, she was still pying tricks with a little girl.

  After a moment's thought, he said, "Granny, how about I exge it for a new music box? This one's old, and the sound has ged."

  "I don't want anything else, just this o helps me lull my grandchildren to sleep."

  The granny didn't even g Qin Nuo, her tone growing impatient.

  She suddenly stopped her knitting, her gaze empty as she looked at Qin Nuo, her tone unfriendly, "You should leave."

  "If you disturb my grandchildren, I'll turn you into a toy for them to py with."

  "Bang!!"

  As she spoke, the innermost door suddenly burst open, and a flood of ghost aura rushed into the living room.

  Qin Nuo didn't see any ghosts, but he saw tless small footprints appear on the walls, moviically.

  Footprints appeared oable, TV, and sofa, and wherever they went, things flew around, shattering with endless ctter, turning the living room into a mess.

  "My dear grandchildren, won't you go back to sleep?" the old dy called out, turning up the music box's volume.

  The footprints indeed lessened.

  But a few mischievous ones tio roam around.

  Finally, the granny personally got up and tossed the remaining two mischievous grandchildren bato the room.

  Watg this, Qin Nuo thought, where did this lonely old dy get so many grandchildren?

  The granhe music box, her face as withered as tree bark, looking gloomy, "Why is this thing being less effective?"

  As she spoke, she tightened her grip, intending to crush the music box.

  Seeing this, Qin Nuo quickly spoke up, "Wait!"

  The granny paused, then said after a moment of silence, "If you help put my grandchildren to sleep, I'll give you this wooden box."

  Qin Nuo felt a headache ing on. More children, the thing he dreaded most was unruly kids. When they got mischievous, he wished he could just strahem.

  "Ding, the host has triggered a D-level instaask—Help the granny with many grandchildren put them to sleep!"

  As Qin Nuo was thinking, the game's voice sounded.

  The further he progressed, the more likely he was ter instaask clues, and Qin Nuo didn't want to miss this.

  Then, Qin Nuo thought of something and tried asking, "As long as they fall asleep, right?"

  "As long as they sleep," the granny sat back down, clearly also troubled by her grandchildren.

  "I'll give it a try." Qin Nuo rubbed his nose and walked toward the room.

  "If you not only fail to calm them but make them more rowdy, you'll have to stay and bee their toy," the granny added.

  Qin Nuo's expression remained calm.

  He agreed for the instaask, not because he feared the old dy. If she decided to go all out, Qin Nuo wasn't afraid, as the pressure she exerted wasn't terrifying.

  Besides, his brothers were outside!

  The granny said no more, tinuing her knitting.

  Qin Nuo turhe doorknob aered the room.

  Ihe air was stifling, and Qin Nuo pced the oil mp oable.

  tless footprints appeared in every er of the room, chaotid unsightly.

  "How do you pn to calm them?" the Blood-Eyed Ghost asked.

  Qin Nuo said calmly, "I have a foolproof sleep method, but first, I hese little ghosts to show themselves."

  "Bring out something that is them, and they'll appear," the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

  Something of i, what else but Rainbow dy?

  Qin Nuo immediately grabbed a handful of dy and scattered it on the floor.

  Soon, tless footprints suddenly crowded the floor.

  Then, one by one, little ghosts in red garments appeared, excitedly pig up the dy and stuffing it into their mouths.

  Soon, the dy on the floor was pletely sged.

  A little ghost stared directly at Qin Nuo, "More!"

  Qin Nuo smiled, "If you're full, you go to sleep quietly?"

  The little ghosts made faces at Qin Nuo, "Even Granny 't trol us, who do you think you are?"

  "He must have more on him, let's strip him and search!" otle ghost suggested, and the other six agreed, eyeing Qin Nuo hungrily.

  Qin Nuo took a step back, his voice growing cold, "I advise you not to be naughty with me; this won't work on me."

  The little ghosts tio stick out their tongues, "If you dare touch us, we'll cry, and Granny will hear and tear you apart to make us toys!"

  Qin Nuo pondered for a moment, then smiled, "Alright, you're tough. It's just dy, I'll give it to you."

  He grabbed another handful of dy and scattered it.

  The little ghosts ughed, "Scaredy-cat, afraid of Granny!"

  Blood-Eyed Ghost: "You ehis?"

  Qin Nuo said, "I 't."

  With that, he took out the Grave Ghost Stone and walked over.

  "This is your foolproof sleep method?"

  "Yes, the physical sleep method. A hit on the back of the head, and they'll surely sleep," Qin Nuo said.

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost eechless.

  "These little ghosts are too weak. The stone in your hand is a Horror Level ghost creature. A hit won't just knock them out; it'll finish them."

  "I'll be gentle?" Qin Nuo hesitated.

  "Useless, ghosts are different from humans; it's not about force," the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

  As Qin Nuo was troubled, he suddenly felt a pain in his back.

  It turned out a little ghost had climbed on him, using its nails to scratch his clothes, excitedly shouting, "Hand over the dy!"

  Qin Nuo grabbed the little ghost and threw it aside.

  The little ghost's head hit the wall with a thud, and whether it was truly hurt or pretending, it opes mouth, ready to cry loudly.

  "Damn!"

  Qin Nuo cursed, and at the st moment, he thought of something, suddenly taking out a medical kit, grabbing a syringe, and rushing forward.

  Just as the little ghost was about to cry, he jabbed the needle into its butt.

  Instantly, the little ghost quieted down, its head tilting as if it had fallen asleep.

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost was surprised, "What is that?"

  "Tranquilizer..."

  Qin Nuo said, having thought of it on the fly, not expeg the medical kit's tents to work on ghosts!

  "With this, things bee simple."

  Qin Nuo's smile grew.

  A little ghost ran over, wiping its mouth, "Why is brother asleep?"

  "Your brother was tired. e, have some dy."

  Qin Nuo said with a smile, feeding dy with one hand, while the other hand, holding the syringe, mercilessly jabbed it into the little ghost's butt.

  The dy's sweetness made the little ghosts drop their guard, not notig the glinting needle behind Qin Nuo's smile.

  In no time, the little ghosts were all sprawled on the floor.

  The st little ghost finally realized, seeing the terrifying syringe.

  Just as it was about to shout, Qin Nuo pi down, c its mouth.

  Looking at the struggling little ghost, Qin Nuo showed a kind smile, but itle ghost's eyes, it seemed sinister and terrifying.

  "Be good, eat the dy, take the shot, and you sleep. Uncle isn't a bad guy!"

  With that, he jabbed the needle without mercy.

  Instantly, the little ghost's eyes rolled back, fainting.

  Looking at the little ghosts sprawled everywhere, Qin Nuo felt a sense of satisfa.

  He then picked them up one by one, pg them on the bed, ly arranging them, and c them with a b, creating the illusion of peaceful sleep.

  "Why do they feel so limp?" Qin Nuo muttered.

  "The tranquilizer doses were meant for adults. What do you think happens when given to little ghosts?" the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

  Qin Nued, "Doesn't matter, as long as they're asleep."

  After tidying up the room, Qin Nuo opehe door and walked out.

  "Granny, yrandchildren are all asleep, and they're sleeping soundly and peacefully," Qin Nuo said as he walked over.

  The granny stopped her knitting, raising her withered face. Though expressionless, Qin Nuo knew she was surely shocked.

  "You were in there for less than ten minutes," her voice carried doubt.

  "If you don't believe me, you check," Qin Nuo stepped aside.

  The granny, skeptical, approached the door and saw her grandchildren lyily in a row, sleeping obediently.

  The granny inteo ehe room for a closer look.

  Qin Nuo reminded, "Granny, it's hard to get them to sleep. If you wake them, I 't put them back to sleep."

  The granny thought for a moment, finding it reasonable, and stopped.

  She couldn't help but ask, "How did you do it?"

  "With mischievous children, you need plenty of patiehe more anxious you are, the more they rebel. You have to go along with their hearts, gently soothing them, and they'll gradually feel sleepy," Qin Nuo said as if he had plenty of experience.

  "In simple terms, you 't treat children roughly; you need enough patience!"

  Blood-Eyed Ghost: "You're amazing!"

  Qin Nuo's words seemed to make the granny reflect. After a while, she rasped, "You take the wooden box."

  Qin Nuo smiled slightly, "Thank you, you're a good granny. I'm sure yrandchildren will grow up healthy."

  ...

  " I py?"

  Outside the room.

  Dream watched as the little character died again and couldn't help but ask the child.

  "No, you're too bad at it. You 't py this game!" the child refused ht. Just as he was about to restart, the door opened.

  Qin Nuo came out.

  Dream quickly walked over, eagerly asking, "How did it go?"

  "Easy."

  Qin Nuo tossed the music box to Dream.

  Seeing her music box, Dream was overjoyed, hugging it and spinning around on tiptoes.

  "How did you get it back?" the child put down the game sole and asked.

  Qin Nued and smiled, "Just helped the granny put a few little ghosts to sleep."

  "I have a foolproof sleep method."

  The child put down the game sole, blinking, "Really? I want to try it too; I've been having trouble sleeping tely."

  "It's not for you."

  JOSOLUNA