Chapter 398 398: Comparable to Double Eleven in the Human World
After entering the penthouse suite, Ning Huanxin casually gave the doorman two hundred-dollar bills as a tip, and she found a place to put her luggage.
Dead extra: I have arrived at the hotel safely.
Ning Huanxin sat on the comfortable big sofa, took out her mobile phone, and sent a message in the WeChat group.
A few seconds later, the group became lively again——
The wronged ghost: Well, that's good. How is your sister-in-law? The dead extra: Well, she's fine.
Ning Huanxin didn't know what to say.
Humans and ghosts have different paths. Even the strongest feelings cannot overcome the distance between life and death.
Faceless Ghost: Huanxin, can you ask Huangquan Express to mail my mask to me? Otherwise, how can I face people in the world of the living? I'll send you the address. Today is July 14th, and Huangquan Express is open all day until the 15th.
Dead extra: Oh, okay, I'll do it in a moment.
It turns out that during the Ghost Festival, couriers in the underworld not only do not have holidays, but are on standby 24 hours a day?
What a conscience in the industry! Ning Huanxin found the official account of Huangquan Express on WeChat, then chose to send the package in the world of the living, and determined her coordinates in the world of the living.
She is already very skilled in this series of operations.
A few seconds later, her door rang.
Ning Huanxin quickly ran over to open the door. She was still wearing the familiar Huang Quan Express work clothes and the familiar baseball cap. However, the person in front of her was not Song Yi with the Yin-Yang eyes, but a petite girl in a little blue dress.
"Hello, Huangquan Express. I'm the recipient, Xiao Fengkite."
Little Fengzheng stood at the door and smiled at Ning Huanxin.
"Hello, come in, are you the district receiver for Donghai City?"
Ning Huanxin let the little kite in and asked a question as she walked.
"Oh, no, I just came here to help out temporarily. Miss, you also know that today is July 14th. July 14th to July 15th is the Zhongyuan Festival. What day is the Zhongyuan Festival? It is the Double Eleven in your world! The express delivery between the world of the living and the underworld is piling up like a mountain! All express delivery companies are overwhelmed!"
Ning Huanxin: ...
Well, it is true that there are Valentine's Day, Double Eleven, and Double Twelve in the world of the living, and there are Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and Chongyang Festival in the underworld! "Miss, where is your express delivery?"
Little Kite blinked and looked around Ning Huanxin.
"Wait a moment."
Ning Huanxin turned around and found the two masks she had chosen for the faceless ghost in her suitcase. She scanned them with her mobile phone and packed them automatically.
"Eh? So you also have the underworld system, you're one of us!"
Xiao Fengzheng stood behind Ning Huanxin at some point. Seeing Ning Huanxin's phone screen, Xiao Fengzheng couldn't help but smile at her: "Oh, I remember now, you are the human that Brother Song Yi was talking about!"
"You also know Song Yi?"
Ning Huanxin was stunned and asked Xiao Fengzheng out of curiosity.
"How can I not recognize him? Brother Song Yi... is my benefactor."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Speaking of Song Yi, Xiao Fengzheng's eyes sparkled. She was originally a female ghost whose memory had dissipated and was about to disappear between heaven and earth. It was Song Yi who accidentally met her, saved her, and introduced her to work at Huangquan Express. Although... she was usually just a little ghost doing odd jobs in the logistics department of Huangquan Express, but occasionally when the express station was busy, Song Yi would ask her to help deliver and pick up express packages.
"I didn't have any thoughts or emotions before, but since I started working at Huangquan Express, I have gradually developed my own emotions."
Little Kite smiled happily at Ning Huanxin.
Although she is just a ghost, she also longs to experience joys and sorrows, to understand happiness, anger, sorrow and happiness, instead of being a numb ghost.
(End of this chapter)