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Seven days later, at the East City Ruined Temple, the text from Chen San was simple: "Are you coming?" I stared at it for several seconds.
The East City Ruined Temple—where the undead do not wish to die.
The undead do not wish to die; the Evil Being said that Chen San is not human. So when it comes to dying, it would rather fulfill me than fulfill Chen San.
Fulfill me—so many people are willing to do so.
Lin Li, the Temple Guardian, Third Uncle, and now even the Evil Being is willing to fulfill me.
However, those who have fulfilled me ultimately lost their lives.
I couldn't help but glance at Wang Wei, then at Wind Tree and Clay Bodhisattva, and finally thought of Ke'er. I didn't want anything to happen to them because of me.
Chen San wanting to live is related to me, and it definitely has something to do with that Dead Monk.
I turned off my phone and didn’t reply for now; after all, there are still seven days left.
The River of Despair—where exactly does this river exist?
I gazed out the window, lost in thought. Wind Tree ran over, grabbing one of my hands and playfully bending my fingers while calling me "brother."
I looked at Wind Tree.
Actually, Wind Tree seemed a bit strange too, as if she could see into my eyes.
I picked up Wind Tree and said, "Wind Tree, how about I take you to school?"
Wind Tree frowned when she heard that I was going to take her to school and said, "Brother, put Fengshu down."
I asked why.
Wind Tree replied, "I suddenly don't like you anymore, Brother."
I was momentarily at a loss for words. After a while, I asked Wind Tree, "If you don't like me, then who do you like?"
"Fengshu likes Ke'er sister."
At that moment, Clay Bodhisattva chimed in, "Do you like me as your sister, Wind Tree?"
Wind Tree glanced at Clay Bodhisattva and then obediently nodded. Upon receiving this affirmation, Clay Bodhisattva couldn't help but burst into laughter as if she had won a grand prize.
I watched in a daze, thinking about how nice of a girl she was and how things had turned out this way.
Wang Wei tidied up and quickly left, only returning at night. Wang Wei mentioned that he was planning his business project. He was busy for three whole days.
During those three days, I kept searching for any news about River of Despair.
However, there wasn't a single clue. I asked Ke'er, but she said she didn't know. I also asked Clay Bodhisattva, but she just liked to ramble; we started talking about serious matters but ended up getting sidetracked by her.
On the fourth day, Wang Wei returned and said everything was settled; the business would open tomorrow. He even printed business cards with "XX Company" and his title as CEO on them.
Wang Wei officially hired me as part of his company, along with Clay Bodhisattva and Wind Tree.
On the fifth day, the ribbon-cutting ceremony took place; Wang Wei Company opened its doors. The location was quite remote, situated in the suburbs. Moreover, there was only one computer in the office, and no employees—just the four of us.
I asked Wang Wei what kind of business this was.
Wang Wei told me that this business didn't require many people, and it was a cold, niche market that most people wouldn't dare to touch. However, beneath the surface, it was actually quite lucrative. Those who worked in this field had already made their fortunes long ago.
Wang Wei's words made sense to me. I understood that the job I used to do with Fat Zhang, while easy, didn't pay very well.
In contrast, a profession that often dealt with the dead would surely offer higher wages.
Clay Bodhisattva immediately reacted when he heard it was a company dealing with the dead and said to Wang Wei, "I won't touch the dead."
I held onto Wind Tree and looked at Wang Wei, clearly indicating my reluctance to deal with the dead as well.
Wang Wei seemed to have anticipated our concerns and said, "Saning, you can rest assured. Our company doesn't handle funerals or accept the dead; we only help guide Wraiths."
I asked if there would be any business in that.
Wang Wei chuckled and replied that while others might not find any business in it, we certainly would.
On the fifth day, we sat idly in the office while Wind Tree played on the computer.
To me, it seemed normal for the company to have no clients. Wang Wei's approach was unconventional; in this day and age, unless one had personal experience, who would believe in ghosts and deities?
We were raised with atheism, so most people didn't believe in such things—just like I didn't at first. Of course, now I did.
I had initially thought that Wang Wei's business would attract no customers.
But I was wrong; I had underestimated the twisted ideas in Wang Wei's mind. This guy wasn't running a business for the living; he was in the business of the dead.
He didn't deal with the living, and perhaps you don't know, but at first, I didn't either. I had no idea how Wang Wei came up with such a way to make money.
Until night fell.
A cool breeze blew in from outside, and Ke'er appeared.
I had no perception of the other two souls that voluntarily entered my vision along with Ke'er.
As soon as Ke'er showed up, Wind Tree was overjoyed. Now I understood where Ke'er went during the day when she disappeared; she really went into that Wooden Box.
I had always been afraid to open the Wooden Box because I had previously determined that it was definitely connected to Ke'er. I also had a bad feeling that once I opened the Wooden Box, something might happen to Ke'er.
Ke'er held Wind Tree in her arms.
It was strange; when I interacted with souls, it felt no different from interacting with the living. However, for others, trying to interact with a soul was like trying to touch a transparent object.
Yet Wind Tree could do it.
There were still two days left regarding Chen San. Ke'er's understanding of Chen San was limited; she only knew he was not dead and that he had that Crazy Girl named Xiaoru.
Wang Wei adapted quickly to new things. Although he had been trapped for twenty years, he had already learned how to use computers and smartphones. At that moment, he was teaching Clay Bodhisattva how to use a computer.
It was then that Wang Wei's first business opportunity came knocking.
But it wasn't a living person who arrived; it was a ghost. I recognized it at a glance and felt a tightness in my chest. Just as I was about to step forward, Wang Wei greeted her with a flattering smile.
The visitor was a female ghost, disheveled and pale, looking utterly miserable.
"Wang Wei said, 'I don't know what needs the beautiful lady has, but we provide one-stop service, using the latest O2O business model. I guarantee you'll leave satisfied.'
At that moment, I finally understood that Wang Wei was up to his usual tricks again.
I was just about to scold him when he continued, 'Our company only provides gratitude services. We help you meet family, friends, and lovers. We do not offer services for revenge or anything immoral. Additionally, our ultimate service is spirit transcendence, allowing you to reincarnate quickly.'
Damn it, this Wang Wei really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. However, there are indeed too many lonely souls in this world, and far too many wraiths that need to be transcended.
I looked at Wang Wei, curious about how he charged for his services.
Ghosts definitely don't have money, but this doggone Wang Wei really has a way around it. I was impressed. Damn it, he even had female ghosts deliver messages to their families, and they had to pay before receiving the service.
The female ghost listened to Wang Wei and then glanced at me. Wang Wei immediately introduced me, saying, 'Beautiful lady, you have good taste; he is our Chief Soul Reaper here, but his prices are quite high.'
However, upon seeing me, the female ghost seemed to become a bit agitated.
That night, as darkness fell and the air outside turned chilly, I looked at this ghostly figure and honestly felt nothing much. It was just like any other ghost.
She radiated a starlight-like glow.
'Beautiful lady, beautiful lady, how do you find our service?'
The female ghost replied, 'It's acceptable.'"
Then the first deal was made, but Wang Wei had not received the money yet. Strangely enough, around nine o'clock, someone indeed delivered the cash. I took a careful glance at the person bringing the money to ensure they weren't under the control of a ghost. After a quick look, I found nothing unusual.
At that moment, it was nine o'clock, and the person delivering the money didn't say much before leaving quickly.
Wang Wei counted the cash, and I took a look as well; it seemed to be about fifty thousand.
Damn it, we were making money. Once the cash was in hand, the female ghost appeared again. The Silent Ghost Girl had been introduced by Wang Wei, but she only said two words.
After she entered, Wang Wei asked what services were needed.
However, the ghost suddenly pointed at me and said, "I want him."
As soon as the ghost finished speaking, before I could respond, Ke'er became displeased and said, "No way."
Clay Bodhisattva also said no.
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