Chapter 91 My dad wants to resurrect me as a hardened criminal...

The moment the old woman saw the underworld messenger, her whole body churned with black energy.

As he continued to exert force, Zhuang's father's eyes suddenly turned red and almost burst.

"Hey, you ghost! You dare to do evil when you see me, the policeman!"

The black-clad messenger swung the chain in his hand, and it wrapped precisely around the housekeeper's neck.

He pulled hard, but it didn't budge immediately.

"Oh no, she's holding a deep grudge!"

Turning to Chu Ci, he shouted, "Take out your Soul-Hooking Rope, let's do it together!"

Chu Ci took out his chain and glanced at the housekeeper.

The old housekeeper's face, creased with darkness, was glaring fiercely at her.

"Miss Chu, I never knew you had this other identity!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was covered with bulging black veins.

"If you still consider my young lady a friend, then let me kill this beast!"

"Kill this beast, and I will naturally leave with you!"

"Pah!" Hei Yincha spat. "Don't try to get close to me!"

He looked at Chu Ci seriously. "This is not the time for indecisiveness!"

Chu Ci nodded, "I know!"

She threw the chain over, and it seemed to have an auto-aiming function, wrapping itself around the old housekeeper's neck.

With two chains wrapped around her neck, the old housekeeper let out a mournful cry.

Her hands remained tightly gripping the neck of Zhuang's father beneath her.

Zhuang's father was pinned down by her and struggled desperately.

His yang energy was extremely low, and he had already seen Chu Ci and the Black Yin Messenger.

It kept making "uh uh uh" sounds to call for help.

"dad!"

The door to the ward was suddenly pushed open.

Hearing the commotion, Zhuang Jingxuan and the on-duty nurse rushed over, only to find Zhuang's father struggling desperately on the ground.

Seeing her father's appearance, Zhuang Jingxuan did not rush forward, nor did she let the nurse come forward.

"dad?"

She cried out in confusion, only to see her father choking himself.

I almost strangled myself to death.

Given the good things her father had done before, Zhuang Jingxuan felt extremely annoyed.

"Can you please stop messing around?"

Even if you strangle yourself to death, I will never let you use your money to support your mistress and illegitimate child!

As she finished speaking, she saw that her father was still tightly gripping her neck, his face turning a deep purplish-red.

Her tone grew even more impatient: "Alright, stop messing around. I'll have your assistant come pick you up."

After saying that, she planned to go out to make a phone call.

The nurse on duty grabbed her in alarm.

"But miss, I feel like something's off with your father..."

"He used this trick on me when I was eight years old."

Zhuang Jingxuan waved her hand impatiently.

“He will stop at nothing to get money. I’ve seen through him all these years ago.”

She stopped the nurse who wanted to help, saying, "Don't go over there, you might hurt yourself."

"But……"

The nurse wanted to say something more, but Zhuang Jingxuan insisted on pulling her out.

However, before the two could even leave the ward, Zhuang's father suddenly let out a scream.

Zhuang Jingxuan turned her head impatiently, "Can't you have any public decency?!"

"A grown man insisted on coming to the OB-GYN to be admitted to the hospital, and now he's shouting and yelling, making it impossible for others to hear him..."

However, upon seeing her father's condition, she plopped down on the ground.

Screams shattered the hospital's quiet night.

Her father, at some point, poked and popped both of her eyeballs with his fingers.

His eyeballs shrunk, and blood streamed down his face, even splattering onto the floor.

Her father lay on the ground, rolling around in agony, unable to even scream.

The nurse's legs went weak; she wanted to cry but dared not.

But he still managed to stay rational and quickly went to call his colleague on duty.

"Help! Someone has committed suicide!"

Zhuang Jingxuan collapsed at the door of the ward, staring blankly at her father writhing in pain.

For some reason, she quickly went to another ward to see her mother.

Where she couldn't see, the old housekeeper was being strangled and laughing heartily.

"He's blind and mute; he'll be a cripple from now on!"

"Let's see how he competes with my young lady and little miss now!"

With a sudden tightening of his grip, the black-clad guard nearly snapped the old woman's neck.

"You madman! You dare to harm innocent people in front of your very eyes, I'll throw you into a vat of boiling oil when we get back!"

The old housekeeper coughed, her hair disheveled, her body covered in black blood.

But a relieved smile was on his face.

"I've solved this major worry for my young lady, so even if I were to be boiled in oil, it would be worth it!"

The black-clad constable's eyes hardened, and he tightened his grip.

"Walk!"

As Chu Ci pulled the old lady away, she couldn't help but ask her:

Is it worth doing this for a woman with whom you have no family ties?

The old lady said, "It's worth it, of course it's worth it."

"My wife has been kind to me. She helped us when our family was in the most difficult time, and gave us jobs and a place to live."

"When Madam passed away, I swore to her that I would take good care of Miss."

"Now that we've killed this scumbag and that pretty boy in prison, my young lady can finally rest easy..."

She sighed softly, a hint of anticipation appearing in her eyes.

"Once I see Madam, I'll be able to give her a proper explanation..."

"Explain your ass!"

The black-clad man pulled hard, causing the old woman to stumble.

"What lady or young lady? They've been dead for who knows how many years, they've long since been reincarnated! What's the point of even seeing them!"

"Reincarnated?"

The old lady was disappointed for a moment, but couldn't help asking with hope again.

"Officer, did my wife get reincarnated into a good family?"

Black Shadow Messenger: "You still have the mind to care about others? You should worry about yourself first!"

He walked outside the hospital and pulled up a door from the ground.

He said to Chu Ci, "Sister Chu, I'll take her back first. Wait for me here for a while."

After saying that, he pulled the chain hard, and the old lady fell into the doorway with him.

Chu Ci stared as the door disappeared, then sat on the edge of the flowerbed at the hospital entrance, her eyes unfocused as she looked at the chain in her hand.

Perhaps because it was the Ghost Festival, the area in front of the hospital was relatively quiet.

In the thick silence, a variety of emotions welled up in my heart.

When I close my eyes, the image of the memorial tablet with the name "Chu Ci" engraved on it reappears in my mind.

She rubbed her head vigorously, trying to drive away all the negative emotions.

Suddenly I heard a "hello".

At first, she didn't realize that someone was greeting her, the "ghost."

She only looked up abruptly when her shoulder was gently nudged.

Before me stood a young man in his twenties, dressed in a suit.

He had a handsome face, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and was looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Hello, do you know how to get to Zhongjia Road?"

"Zhong Jialu?"

Chu Ci frowned. "I've never heard of this road."

"I see." The man lowered his eyes, a hint of disappointment appearing on his handsome face.

"Excuse me, miss, I'm sorry to bother you."

He straightened up, and the shadow enveloped him. Only then did Chu Ci realize that he was very tall, nearly 1.9 meters.

"It doesn't matter."

Chu Ci gave a casual reply and lowered his head again.

The man turned to leave, but Chu Ci suddenly realized:

This person can see her? Is he a ghost too?!

"Wait, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, the Black Yin Messenger appeared out of nowhere.

He saw the man, who looked both puzzled and familiar.

He tilted his head and scratched his head.

"Mr. Zhong, you haven't gone back yet?"

He pointed to the sky, "It's almost dawn."

Their attitude wasn't exactly respectful, but it was definitely polite.

Chu Ci looked at the man called "Mr. Zhong" with a puzzled expression.

He looked surprised and followed the direction the black-clad man was pointing.

The blackness on the horizon has turned into a blue that leans towards inky.

In the distance, houses of varying heights stand scattered amidst the stillness, their somber colors far surpassing the sky.

It was indeed getting light again.

His eyes, peering through the lenses of his glasses, gazed at the dark blue expanse, remaining silent for a long time.

The Black Yin Chariot seemed used to his behavior and didn't urge him on.

Only when a hint of melancholy appeared on Mr. Zhong's handsome face did he speak to comfort him:

"Mr. Zhong, don't worry. Time will pass quickly; in a few months, it will be Qingming Festival again."

"If you come back up then, you'll definitely find your sister."

Mr. Zhong smiled with his eyes lowered, his eyelashes behind his glasses trembling slightly.

The sound was so soft it seemed to blend into the serene sky.

"It's okay, it's fine if we can't find it."

Hei Yincha sighed and nodded.

"Mr. Zhong, shall I take you home?"

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"It's alright, Mr. Zhong, please wait a moment."

The black-clad messenger walked towards Chu Ci and handed her his soul-snatching rope.

Pointing westward, he said, "Sister Chu, just keep going along this road."

"We walked to a four-story white building and went all the way to the rooftop of the fourth floor."

“There’s an old man up there who wants to resurrect his daughter. Don’t waste your breath talking to him.”

He shoved the Soul-Hooking Rope into Chu Ci's hand.

“Just throw the Soul-Hook Rope around his neck, and he'll be powerless to resist.”

"Then, tap the ground with this."

Then he slipped a square object into Chu Ci's hand.

"After summoning the Gate of Hell, you take him inside."

"After you encounter the ghost messenger, ask him how to get to Hall 4. I'll wait for you at the entrance of Hall 4."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and said, "Let's go, Mr. Zhong, I'll take you back."

Mr. Zhong smiled and thanked him, then nodded to Chu Ci before following the black-clad messenger into the pitch-black gate in front of him.

Chu Ci looked at the thing in his hand, which was a black jade seal with a red string attached.

There are characters engraved on the bottom of the jade seal, but it is impossible to tell what those characters are.

The blue of the sky is fading; dawn is approaching.

Without time to think, she followed the direction the black-clad man pointed.

When we arrived at the small white building he mentioned, we found it surrounded by police.

She even saw Wu Jiangxue sitting in the car directing the operation, and countless kittens licking their paws around her.

A round-headed tabby cat noticed Chu Ci, and its fur stood on end.

The front of the aircraft is lowered, and the ears of the aircraft are raised backward.

Its claws dug deep into the ground, its tail was tucked tightly between its legs, and it let out a low growl.

With it in front, the other kittens that were licking their fur also raised their heads.

It instantly bristled and growled in the direction of Chu Ci.

Noticing the commotion among the cats, Wu Jiangxue's expression suddenly turned serious.

A plump orange cat jumped onto the car and meowed twice at her.

Wu Jiangxue frowned, her gaze unmistakably fixed on Chu Ci's direction.

But only for a moment, she looked away and glanced at the seat next to Chu Ci.

Chu Ci: "..."

Realizing that Wu Jiangxue couldn't see her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He swaggered through the police cordon and, as he passed by Wujiang Xueshi, overheard her talking with her subordinates.

"Officer, these cats are reacting so strongly, shouldn't we start taking action?"

Wu Jiangxue: "No, it's just after the Ghost Festival, and it's still dark. It's normal for the kittens to be a little restless."

The subordinate's smile was somewhat stiff. "Huh?"

He couldn't help but tighten his coat. "Officer, are there really...ghosts during the Ghost Festival?"

Wu Jiangxue glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Wu Jiangxue's silence made her subordinates even more panicked.

He lowered his voice, the last syllable trembling.

“Officer, I heard that the old man who kidnapped the leader of the White Powder Gang is a very famous master.”

"What if ghosts really do exist, and he really is powerful? Then we..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cat that suddenly jumped out in front of him.

The short-haired orange cat that had been tipping off Wu Jiangxue jumped out of the car window and walked to Chu Ci's side.

His round, amber eyes stared at her for two seconds before he tentatively rubbed against her trouser leg.

Meow~

It tried to lie down on Chuci's feet.

But as soon as he lay down, the round body passed right through Chu Ci's legs.

"Meow?"

It tripped and fell, then stood up, shook its fur, and looked puzzled with its big eyes.

"Meow?"

Wu Jiangxue's colleague saw the cat roll on the ground and scratched his head in confusion.

"Officer, what's this little orange tabby doing?"

Wu Jiangxue frowned slightly. "I don't know."

Meow~

The little orange cat meowed at Chu Ci in a low voice and reached out to pat her foot.

Unsurprisingly, the claws once again pierced through her foot.

Looking at the curious and bold little orange cat, Chu Ci squatted down.

"Little Orange, can you understand me?"

Meow~

Little Orange called out, obediently squatted down, and blinked its big eyes at her.

Seeing its cleverness, Chu Ci pointed to the small white building in front of him.

"Come up with me. After I catch the big bad guy, you come down and tell her, okay?"

Seeing her point to Wujiangxue's location, Xiaoju raised her head and happily responded.

Meow~

"Good boy, good cat!"

Chu Ci took the kitten upstairs.

Wu Jiangxue, who was behind her, was startled when she saw Xiao Ju go into the house.

"Damn it, I wasn't watching it for a second, how did it get in!"

He got out of the car to try and catch the kitten, but Wu Jiangxue held him down.

"etc!"

Wu Jiangxue looked at the kitten's high-raised tail and stopped him.

"Don't go in, let it in."

"But……"

My colleague couldn't help but feel a little worried when she thought of the orange tabby cat sister who was still lying in the vet clinic.

"If it goes in like this, what if it ends up like my sister..."

"No, it won't happen." Wu Jiangxue's voice was firm.

“Little Orange is very smart, and I have already told it. It must have its reasons for going in by itself.”

My colleague's lips moved as if he wanted to say, "What reason could a cat possibly have?"

But then I realized that it was precisely because of these cats and dogs that their team was able to solve so many strange cases.

He obediently shut his mouth again.

As he watched Xiao Ju's figure disappear at the building entrance, he subconsciously clenched his fist, worried for Xiao Ju's safety.

We must never let something like what happened to my sister happen again...

Little Orange is very lively. It jumps and skips around Chu Ci, meowing all the while.

"Shhh."

Chu Ci gestured for it to be quiet.

"Don't make a sound, or the bad guys will kidnap you."

Little Orange obediently raised its head.

He opened his mouth, his beard trembled, but no sound came out.

A pair of round, amber eyes looked expectantly at Chu Ci.

"Yes, that's good."

Chu Ci stroked the kitten's head, which elicited a purring sound from the kitten.

She left the kitten in the corner and went up to the rooftop herself.

On the top floor, bonfires were placed in the four corners, and strange patterns were drawn on the ground with the blood of some unknown animal.

As soon as I pushed open the door to the top floor, a strong smell of blood hit me.

Chu Ci covered her mouth and nose, frowning as she looked towards the center of the top floor.

There was an old man wearing a gray Tang suit, with his back to her.

The old man's hair was gray, his body was slightly hunched, and he appeared to be walking with difficulty in the firelight.

Behind the old man were two simple iron-framed beds.

On one bed lay a charred, unrecognizable human figure, while on the other lay a young woman unconscious.

Beside the bed where the humanoid charred remains lay, stood a spirit engulfed in flames.

Almost the instant Chu Ci appeared, the fiery spirit saw her.

Chu Ci thought she would inform the old man, but unexpectedly the spirit rushed over quickly.

He knelt down in front of her with a "plop".

It brings a heat wave and the distinctive smell of gunpowder after burning, as well as a little bit of the putrid stench of burning corpse oil.

Chu Ci: "?"

Are you a ghost messenger?

The lower part of the charred face of the spirit moved and emitted a young female voice.

"I see you're holding a soul-reaping rope; you must be a ghost messenger, right?"

Chu Ci raised an eyebrow and looked down at the chains on her hands.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the slightly protruding belly of the charred spirit.

A pregnant woman, her body burned to a crisp...

Her brow twitched.

Do you... know Zhou Yueshan?

Zhou Yueshan, Yuan Yuling's husband, is the scumbag who caused a female student to have an abortion and die tragically in an illegal clinic.

Upon hearing the name, the flames on the spirit's body suddenly surged.

But in just a moment, the flames weakened again.

"I know……"

She knelt on the ground, her voice soft, her charred head drooping slightly.

“But he had already been killed by that person, and his death was no easier than mine.”

She sighed, "He's dead, there's no need to mention him anymore."

After saying that, she suddenly raised her head and grabbed Chu Ci's clothes with her hand, which was engulfed in flames.

The burning sensation emanated from her body.

"Can you please save me?"

She pointed to the old man behind her who had his back to them, her voice trembling with tears.

"That old man insisted that he was my father. He not only killed Zhou Yueshan, but also said he would give me a new body and reunite me with my mother..."

She choked back a sob, two lines of black blood streaming down her charred face.

"But my mom said my dad died a long time ago."

"And even if he were my father, he wouldn't come forward when my mother and I were having such a hard time while I was alive."

"Now that I'm dead, he's starting to pretend to be nice to me again..."

"I'm already dead, what good is it for him to be kind to me now!"

As she spoke, she wiped away her tears.

"Besides, I think he's completely mentally ill!"

She pointed to the young woman lying on the bed, "He said he wanted me to transfer myself into this body."

Her voice cracked slightly, "But this woman is a serious criminal!"

"She led a group of people to commit murder and arson, and it seems she also smuggled heroin."

"If I were in her shoes, I would have to live a life of hiding!"

"And my mom... I don't even know how many people this woman has offended. What if she drags my mom into this..."

She squatted on the ground and wailed loudly.

"My mother suffered a lot to raise me. In order to support my college education, she had to work two jobs every day."

"I hadn't even earned enough money to give her a good life before I was burned to death."

"She didn't repay my mother while she was alive, and now she's dragging her down with her even after she's gone..."

"What sins did my mother commit to deserve meeting me and that old man!"

"Ghost Messenger Sister!" she cried, grabbing Chu Ci's sleeve.

"Please, please take me with you to be reincarnated! I really don't want to be a burden on my mother!"

The blood and tears on her face evaporated before they even hit the ground due to the scorching heat.

A faint red glow emanated from the cracks in her charred body.

Clutching at Chu Ci's clothes, the heat emanating from her hand made Chu Ci want to back away.

Just from being close to her, it's easy to imagine the immense suffering this girl's spirit is enduring.

Chu Ci wanted to pat her on the shoulder to comfort her.

But before my hand could even touch it, I felt a burning pain in my palm.

She gasped, gripping the icy, soul-snatching rope, and only then did the burning pain slowly subside.

"I understand. Move aside. After I catch him, I'll send you both to be reincarnated."

The charred humanoid nodded excitedly and stepped aside.

As she stepped aside, Chu Ci's eyes met those of the old man.

Although he was called an old man, he actually looked only in his forties.

His hair was already gray, which made him look older.

When the old man saw Chu Ci, he coughed twice, his body trembling violently as if he were about to cough up his lungs.

He glanced helplessly at his daughter, who was burned to a crisp beside Chu Ci, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"You child, I've already told you I'm your real father, but you just won't believe me."

"Look at my face, you look so much like me, how could I possibly lie to you?"

The girl, burned to a crisp, hid behind Chu Ci, who immediately felt a burning sensation on his back.

Human-shaped charcoal: "You not only want to harm me, but you also want to implicate my mother!"

"I think you don't want to save me at all, but rather to get revenge on me and my mother!"

The old man shook his head helplessly, looking at the charcoal with the same gaze he would give a spoiled and unruly child.

"Even resurrection requires analyzing one's birth chart. Hong Kong isn't that big, but it's not that small either. There's only one person whose birth chart matches yours."

"It's not that Dad wants to harm you, it's just that other people's bodies aren't suitable for you..."

Seeing that the father and daughter were acting as if he didn't exist, and the blue of the sky was getting lighter and lighter, Chu Ci coughed lightly.

The old man finally turned his gaze to Chu Ci.

His expression suddenly darkened.

Noticing the Soul-Hooking Rope in Chu Ci's hand, he sneered.

"You think you can impersonate a ghost messenger just by carrying a chain?"

"Young lady, go and ask around, there are no female underworld officials in the underworld!"

As he spoke, he reached behind him and pulled out a whip.

"But today is an important day for my daughter. Since you insist on causing trouble, don't blame me for being impolite!"

He charged at us menacingly, whip in hand.

The charred humanoid figure quickly stepped in front of Chu Ci, shouting anxiously, "Don't kill anyone!"

But before she could finish speaking, she saw something pass over her shoulder and hook straight around the old man's neck.

The moment it was entangled, the old man's whip fell to the ground with a thud.

With a gentle tug on the chain, the old man fell face-first to the ground.

He instinctively grabbed the snare around his neck.

However, as soon as I put my hand on it, it started to hiss and emit white smoke.

He let go, staring at Chu Ci with a look of terror in his eyes.

"Impossible! I've dealt with ghosts my whole life, and I've never seen a female underworld official before! Who are you?!"

Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Well, now you have!

Chu Ci rolled her eyes at him, then looked at the charred humanoid figure in front of her who was already terrified.

“Come here, tie this end of the chain to your hands, and I’ll send you to be reincarnated.”

The humanoid charcoal nodded blankly, still somewhat dazed even after her hands were tied.

"That's it?"

She thought there was going to be a big battle, but it was over with just a flick of the wrist?

Chu Ci gripped the chain in his hand and called Xiao Ju, who was waiting outside, in.

"Go ahead and tell Wu Jiangxue to come up and collect the body."

Little Orange raised its head, meowed, and circled Chu Ci twice with its tail held high.

Chu Ci patted its little cat head, "Go on, go on, I'll have her give you extra food."

The kitten meowed contentedly and happily went downstairs.

Watching the kitten leave, Chu Ci squatted down and drew a line on the ground with the square black jade seal.

A pitch-black gate, radiating an eerie aura, suddenly appeared.

The human-shaped charcoal looked on with curiosity.

The old man was covered in cold sweat and tried to run away without thinking.

"No, I'm not going! I'm not going!"

He tried with all his might to run, but Chu Ci held the chains tightly, and he could only struggle in place.

Seeing that force wasn't working, he resorted to a softer approach, even while crying.

"Officer! Please, officer!"

He knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"I finally found my wife and daughter, and we're about to live a normal life. I can't die!"

Chu Ci coldly observed the callous and heartless look on his face.

"Back then, you were fickle and easily bored, abandoning your pregnant girlfriend to go after your first love. Didn't you ever think about your wife and children?"

"Now I'm just getting old and can't play around anymore, so I long for a stable life with a wife and children."

"But you've committed so many evil deeds, you should have paid the price long ago!"

She pulled hard on the chain. "It's almost dawn, stop dawdling."

They dragged the old man through the gates of hell, and a chilling aura immediately rushed over them.

She brought two ghosts with her and, following the instructions of the underworld messenger, asked one of the ghost messengers for directions to Hall 4.

The ghost messenger stared at her with eyes that looked like he'd seen a ghost, and it took him a long time to react.

Seeing that she had a soul-snatching rope in her hand, she pointed in a direction.

"Hall 4 is over there, just go straight."

After thanking him, Chu Ci pulled the two ghosts over.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Mr. Zhong again halfway there.

She didn't intend to pay any attention to Mr. Zhong, who was standing by the roadside.

Just as she was about to pretend she hadn't seen him and walk past him, Mr. Zhong called out to her instead.

"Miss, please wait a moment."