"Um, may I ask a question?" Qin Huai tentatively raised his hand. "Grandpa Luo... Mr. Luo... Bi Xian..."
"Just call me Luo Jun," Luo Jun said.
"Luo Jun... sir." Qin Huai thought it was a bit odd to address a 92-year-old spirit from the Classic of Mountains and Seas by his first name, so he settled for a middle ground. "So did you know Sister Hong was Bai Gao from a long time ago?"
Chen Huihong also cast a curious look at Luo Jun.
"You can't tell just by looking," Luo Jun replied. "There are so many types of spirits, and apart from a very few exceptionally unique ones, most can't be recognized by appearance."
"Especially plant spirits, they're everywhere. Who pays attention to what exactly they are."
"But the first time their community committee came to my door, I could see she was a muddlehead in her last life. The first and last reincarnations are the easiest to recognize; you might not notice the middle ones, but those two are recognizable at a glance."
