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Qi Rui's heart was still pounding uncontrollably as he lay down in his clothes. He had never experienced such an encounter before, and he never expected to end up staying at a stranger's house. Unconsciously, the heat on his body began to stir again, but he didn't feel excited, only annoyed. This sister was really beautiful, and her body was great, but she wasn't the type he wanted the most.
Qi Rui reached down to suppress the urge, intending to use brute force to restrain himself, but in a flash, a thought crossed his mind. He slowly turned his head, staring into the faint light of the night lamp seeping through the crack in the door.
Hmm? It's not the one he wants most right now, but can't she become that, right?
In the bedroom, Mi Yang looked at herself lying on the bed in a daze. If Qi Rui rushed in now, he would definitely be startled by the two Mi Yangs. Upon closer inspection, the sitting Mi Yang body was transparent, occasionally emitting a faint blue light, while the lying Mi Yang appeared excessively peaceful, with a face that could not be described as anything less than pale, deathly pale, or ghastly pale.
Sitting there is Mi Yang. Lying there is also Mi Yang. The difference is that the one lying down is a person, while the one sitting is a ghost.
Three months ago, late at night, after finishing work, Mi Yang missed the last subway. Fortunately, her home was not too far from the company, about a half-hour walk, so she decided to walk home. It was almost midnight, and even though she was walking on main roads, there were very few vehicles passing by, let alone any people.
As she passed by the park, the pitiful meowing of a kitten stopped Mi Yang in her tracks. After some hesitation, despite her fear of the unfamiliar park, she went in to rescue the kitten in distress.
If Mi Yang could foresee what was about to happen, she would definitely run away, and she would definitely regret the decision to enter the park. However, in reality, there are no "ifs."
When the humiliated Mi Yang was found dead and defiled in the bushes of the park, her wide eyes didn't even get to see who the killer was. As she staggered to her feet, all she could see was her own pitiful and broken body.
Or, in other words, a corpse.
Mi Yang (in horror): "This... this... am I dead?"
Lao Gui: "Yes, you're dead."
Mi Yang: "Ah!"
Mi Yang was startled by the sudden appearance of the man in black in front of her. It was only under the light of the street lamp shining down from above that she could see half of the man's face clearly. Rough skin, thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, prominent cheekbones, and a shallow scar on the left side of his jaw, as if it had been injured by some sharp object.
Mi Yang: "Who are you? Are you a person or... a ghost?"
Lao Gui: "What do you think? Whatever you are, I am the same."
As soon as the words fell, the man's body gradually became transparent, and Mi Yang's gaze passed through his body to see the iron lamppost behind him. Mi Yang's whole body trembled, she looked down at her hands, transparent, and then at her own body, also transparent. She had to accept the fact that she was indeed dead.
Mi Yang (muttering blankly): "So... so people really do become ghosts after they die."
Lao Gui: "Not all of them."
Mi Yang: "What?"
Lao Gui: "Those who die accidentally, only have demon-like after death."
Mi Yang: "Accident... wrongful death?"
Lao Gui: "Isn't it?"
Mi Yang (excited): "Did you see the murderer? Who is it? You tell me who it is? Where is he?"
Lao Gui: "I didn't see anything, I don't know who the murderer is. I was attracted here by the resentment after you turned into a ghost."
An invisible bucket of cold water drenched Mi Yang from her hair to her feet, even though she had turned into a ghost, she could still feel the chill. She died in confusion, not knowing who the murderer was. Mi Yang wanted to cry, but ghosts can't shed tears.
Mi Yang: "So, should I go report down below, to Yanwang Palace? Or to the 18th level of hell?"
Lao Gui: "Hah, you're dreaming. If there really were a Yanwang Palace or any hell, I wouldn't have to wander as a lonely ghost. Once you become a ghost, there's no place to return to."
Mi Yang: "......"
Lao Gui: "Do you want to be resurrected?"
Mi Yang: "What did you say?"
Lao Gui: "You are dead, not deaf."
Mi Yang: "Resurrect? Can I resurrect!?"
Lao Gui: "Since it's an unjust death, being able to resurrect is also reasonable, isn't it?"
Mi Yang I am half doubtful of this explanation. If there really is a way to resurrect, why hasn't this man in front of me, no, it should be a male ghost, why hasn't he resurrected? Is he deceiving himself? Is it a conspiracy?
Lao Gui: "Don't doubt me, just tell me, do you want to be resurrected or not?"
Mi Yang: (firmly) "I want to!"
Lao Gui: "There are plenty of unjustly dead ghosts in the world, but not every unjustly dead ghost is fortunate enough to know the way to resurrection. Today, you are in luck to have encountered me, an Lao Gui who has been dead for over a hundred years and knows everything."
Mi Yang: "You..." (hesitates to speak)
Lao Gui: "You want to ask me how I died?"
Mi Yang: (Silent)
Lao Gui: "It's nothing really, just being killed by slut and her lover. Although this lover happens to be my own younger brother."
Mi Yang: (Silent)
Lao Gui: "Those who died unjustly must confirm the cause of their death in order to be resurrected."
Mi Yang: "Confirm the cause of death?"
Lao Gui: "You died from being murdered, the sin being lust. If you want to come back to life, there is only one way, which is to eat the hearts of ten people who have committed the sin of lust, and they have to be freshly taken, still beating!"
Mi Yang (astonished): "You... you mean, you want me to go kill people!? Eat human hearts!?"
Lao Gui: "Can't you bring yourself to do it?"
Mi Yang: "But that's murder! How can I go and harm others?"
Lao Gui: "You are already a lost soul under the hands of evildoers, and you still have the time to consider others. I'm not asking you to kill innocent people, but to kill those evildoers who trample on innocent lives for their own selfish desires. Don't you want revenge? Who knows, you might even come across the murderer who killed you, right?"
Mi Yang was left speechless by the words, and her cold and stern expression indeed had a hint of the solemnity of a female ghost.
She is full of hatred. Regardless of who dies innocently or in a humiliating way, she will harbor resentment. If she knew who the murderer was, she would seek revenge no matter how far she had to go. Since they are all sinners of lust, they are all bad people. Killing them is just accumulating good karma for herself.
Mi Yang suddenly sneered, feeling like she had died once and could now go act in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio." She was like the boneless Nie Xiaoqian, and the Lao Gui in front of her seemed somewhat like the Black Mountain Old Demon. However, there was still a fundamental difference - at least this Lao Gui didn't intend to make her his enchanting wife or concubine.
Mi Yang: "You tell me, what should I do?"
Lao Gui: "Treat them as they have treated others, seduce with temptation, and consume them alive. Before one hundred days after your death, if you consume ten freshly picked hearts filled with lust, you will be able to resurrect."
The method may be disgusting, but the long silence indicates that Mi Yang has accepted it. She's already dead, so what else is there to care about. The world has kissed her with pain, so she naturally has to kiss back, just ten times over.
Lao Gui: "Your body can still be used, as long as it is possessed, you can control it with your mind. Remember, you have to eat at least one freshly picked heart of lust every ten days, so that your body won't decay. Once you've eaten ten hearts, I will come to help you, and then you can be resurrected. When you feel soft-hearted, think about how you died. Good luck~" (body gradually dissipates)
Following the guidance of Lao Gui, Mi Yang has seduced nine bad men, all of whom are lecherous, without exception. Whether it's the bar street alley, the old school area's stairwell classroom, the underground garage of the gym, or the abandoned bus station... In the past three months, she has also seen through the worldly desires, especially the ugly faces of men, thinking that even if she were to be resurrected, she probably wouldn't consider getting married again. After all, men are unreliable.
However, Mi Yang has met Qi Rui. Could this be the legendary one-of-a-kind good man?
Just as she thought of this, the doorknob of the bedroom suddenly made a faint sound, as if someone outside was slowly twisting it with force. Before she could think, she hurriedly hid like a demon, and just as she disappeared, a pair of bloodshot eyes appeared behind the open door. Qi Rui's eyes.
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