Self-bunning Lady - C83

I didn’t understand why the ghost servant would look at me with such unconcealable excitement. I really hoped that she would look down on me less and finally leave with the underworld money.

I noticed that whenever the ghost servant looked at me, he would avoid looking at me or the others.

When I noticed this situation, I was shocked and observed the female ghost servant more carefully.

I discovered that the ghost servant’s appearance was actually somewhat similar to mine.

Without waiting for my reaction, the ghost servant had already flashed to the burning underworld currency. He took the underworld currency and disappeared into the darkness.

Staring at the back of the ghost servant, my tears fell out of my eyes as I thought of the Second Sister.

I feel that the female ghost servant is definitely my Second Sister.

I decided that I would burn some underworld money to Second Sister later.

I want to ask Second Sister how she came about all these years. I want to tell her that I’m fine and that I don’t need to worry about whether I’ll be full or not.

After tears fell from my eyes, I quickly blinked my eyes to control my tears. I didn’t want Aunt Tao or Aunt Zhao to see through my abnormality.

Aunt Tao and Aunt Zhao continued to pay attention to ghost servant in front of the underworld currency and did not pay attention to my situation.

I stood still in my original spot, excited, and couldn’t help but to recall the bits and pieces of me getting along with Second Sister.

Without the Second Sister, I would have already died.

If not for me, Second Sister would have gone to the Aunt House to comb her hair.

If Second Sister had long since combed her hair, she would not have been beaten to death by my father for not wanting to be sold.

Second Sister used a black cloth to cover her face. Did she not want me to see the scars on her face?

As I was reminiscing, the value of the underworld money gradually decreased. As the last of the underworld money was burnt up, the ghost servant in my sight scattered away.

I withdrew my emotions and told Aunt Tao to be perfect. Aunt Tao smiled and held my hand to bring me home.

As I walked, I asked the Aunt Tao if she wanted to go through layers of selections.

Aunt Tao said of course, tell me, no matter where, the strong are always the best.

Those ghosts who were already at a very high level after entering the underworld could easily obtain the Olive Branch and the position of the ghost servant.

There were countless number of ghosts in the ghost servant, and the rest of the ghost servant s were filtered through many layers.

The competition for the ghost servant s’ elimination system was much harsher than the competition for the officials in the mortal world.

Before ghosts competed, elimination meant that one’s soul was scattered and scattered.

Normally, those who participated in the ghost servant elections would gamble everything to get out of this situation, or they would run away from the Underworld but didn’t want to be a human anymore.

Aunt Tao’s words made me force a laugh, my Second Sister is undoubtedly the second type among the ordinary ones.

I then asked Aunt Tao if she could reincarnate and help him burn underworld money. Like the other ghosts, ghost servant could also come to the Yang World to collect underworld money.

Aunt Tao gave me two positive answers first, then told me, it’s very rare for ghost servant to choose reincarnation. After all, it’s hard to become a ghost servant, and one’s lifespan is limited.

Aunt Tao’s reply made me feel slightly more relaxed.

After returning home, I will talk about the red coffin with Aunt Tao.

I told the Aunt Tao what happened the night I stayed in the red coffin when I followed him to the coffin shop to take refuge.

Seeing that Aunt Tao had a dark face and said that she had never mentioned this matter to her, I immediately said that I was just bluffing and nothing had happened at the end.

Aunt Tao sighed and shook her head. My heart is generous, I said that when we find Aunt Zhang, even if the matter in the cave had nothing to do with her, she would not be able to escape from my life.

I changed the topic and asked the Aunt Tao what use the red coffin had other than for the elderly, who die of joy and despair at the age of eighty.

The Aunt Tao said that she didn’t know and that she would help me ask about it. Regarding coffins, only the ancestors knew about them.

I said I always felt that the red coffin was weird, Aunt Tao said maybe.

Ah Yin communicated with me telepathically at this time, telling me that she had found a suitable place for cultivation in TY City.

I told Ah Yin that I understood and mentioned the matter of burning underworld money tonight. I said that I felt that the female ghost servant should be my Second Sister.

Ah Yin said excitedly, saying that if the female ghost servant was really my Second Sister, then she would be able to befriend him.

With her back leaning against a large tree to take advantage of the shade, she did not need to worry too much that the ghost servant would capture her and bring her back to the Underworld one day.

The corner of my lips curled up because of Ah Yin’s reaction. I quickly went to wash my face and rest, so that the Aunt Tao or the Aunt Zhao wouldn’t notice that my expression was abnormal.

I did not sleep well at night. I dreamed that I was being chased around by the red coffin and that I was running for my life.

When my alarm clock went off, I dreamed that I was trapped in a red coffin.

I abruptly opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, wiping away the cold sweat on my forehead.

At this time, my phone rang. Kang Jiamin’s mother called me excitedly to inform me that she had awoken.

I told Kang Jiamin’s mother to congratulate me. Kang Jiamin’s mother told me to thank her and let me temporarily take Kang Jiamin’s leave for three days. She said that Kang Jiamin’s body was too weak and needed to be taken care of.

After I agreed, Kang Jiamin’s mother also hung up.

I put the phone on the headboard and started to get up. I heard a message beep from the phone.

I took my phone to look at the message, and saw that it was from Zuo Mu.

The beginning of the message wrote about Big Brother Zuo’s daily life. In that message, Zuo Mu told me in detail all the plans he had for today.

I couldn’t help but smile and replied back to Zuo Mu. I said good morning first and then told him the phone number that I used my identity card to make.

Zuo Mu instantly replied with two words along with a huge smiley face.

I told Zuo Mu that I was just waking up. Zuo Mu urged me to go wash up and eat breakfast quickly so that my stomach wouldn’t starve to death.

I washed up in a beautiful mood and went to school after eating breakfast.

I met the new tenants on the first floor again as I went downstairs. The new tenants were coming out of the basement again, still sleepless.

I couldn’t help but feel curious. I looked at the new tenant a few more times, but I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

When I went to school, I helped Kang Jiamin apply for leave for three days. Two of my dorm mates asked me if Kang Jiamin had anything to ask for leave, and I shook my head to say that I didn’t know.

After dinner, I found an excuse to leave home. After buying the underworld money, I burned it on the side of the road to give to Second Sister.

I am very excited about the matter of meeting the Second Sister again soon.

In the end, I didn’t see that female ghost servant appear. I only saw a few ghosts take the underworld coins along with them.

This situation shows that the female ghost servant is not my Second Sister at all.

What I meant by “seeing the ghost servant look at me with eyes that couldn’t be hidden” would probably just be an illusion.

I stood at the side of the road feeling lost. I only hoped that Second Sister did not come for one reason, and that was that she had already been reincarnated.

I was walking home when a roommate called me and said she and another roommate wanted hot pot. They were going to the hotpot restaurant near the school gate and asked me to join them.

I rejected the good intentions of my roommate and the two of them started talking back and forth, insisting that I come over to join in the fun.

I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I agreed.

When I arrived at the hotpot restaurant, my two roommates were excitedly holding a bottle of uncorked Erguotou. When they saw me, they said that the hot pot in winter was very compatible with white wine.

I reminded my two roommates that their alcohol tolerance is too low. My two roommates said that their alcohol tolerance is cultivated.

Eating the hotpot together, I was inevitably persuaded by my two roommates to drink the liquor. The fiery feeling of the liquor entering my throat greatly eased the depressed feelings in my heart.

I instantly liked the feeling of drinking white wine. As I ate and drank, I drank more than half of a bottle of white wine.

As the bottle of white wine hit the bottom, I drank it until I was slightly dizzy. The excitement of the two roommates could not distinguish between east, south and west.

I’ll go check out first, then send my two roommates back to their dorm.

When my two roommates and I left the hotpot restaurant, one of them said in a low, mysterious voice, “We had a hot pot overlord tonight. The boss didn’t even find us to settle the score.”

The reaction of my two roommates made me laugh uncontrollably.

On the road back to the dorm room, my eyes can once again see all the neatly arranged corpses inside the cryochamber through the thick gates of the cryochamber.

I was no longer surprised by this.

After I sent my two roommates back to their dorm, I sprayed myself with perfume and went home chewing gum.

Aunt Tao had told me before about the many drawbacks of drinking wine, and told me before that I was not to drink alcohol.

I didn’t want to make the Aunt Tao unhappy, but I had already drunk the wine, and I could only use perfume and gum to lighten the smell.

When I passed cryochamber, my eyes could still see all the neatly arranged corpses within the cryochamber.

As I walked, I thought about how I had seen the body through the eyes five times so far, plus the two times I had seen it tonight.

Three of them happened after I drank.

I don’t know where I got this ability, and I don’t know if it has anything to do with my drinking.

On the way home, I also saw, from time to time, some broken or intact bones under the ground.

Above the bones, there were flower beds or roads or houses.

As I walked down the stairs to the tenement, I saw a walking corpse in the basement of the new tenants’ apartment.

The walking body had no breath, no eyes, no body marks, no signs of transformation.