Eu Posso Ver Fantasmas

My name is Song Chen, a spirit-exorcist who helps souls fulfill the wishes they could not complete in life.

Before then, I did not even know I had such an identity.

My parents died in a car accident when I was born. My grandmother raised me alone. Not until I turned eighteen did she die, and I became an orphan.

Before she passed, she left me a book of ghost-capturing methods, and she told me that because I had been born on the most ominous Ghost Festival day of the lunar calendar, my qi was heavy with yin, and I had opened yin-yang eyes from the moment I was born.

Since childhood, I could see what ordinary people could not. Grandmother knew this. She was the only ritual master in the village, the one who performed rites to release departed relatives, to communicate with spirits.

“Xiao Chen, it looks like I won’t live long. After I’m gone, you must study this book carefully. It will help you in time,” she said, and then she passed away.

After I arranged her funeral, I followed her wish, determined to study the methods thoroughly. Perhaps I could even discover the truth behind my parents’ deaths.

Three years passed. One day in late autumn, the sky was clear and bright, perfect for harvesting grain. I stood on a field ridge in somewhat dirty clothes, gathering wheat, and as far as I could see the fields glowed golden, like a beautiful painting.

In the distance, I thought I saw someone in a dark indigo quilted jacket, hunched over, old, walking toward me with bent shoulders.
It was far away, and the sunlight was glary, so