"How is that possible?"
The ghost messenger sneered, "She committed countless evil deeds in her lifetime. Her superiors ordered that she must first go through nine hundred and ninety-nine trials of fire and water, then be deep-fried in oil for three lifetimes before finally being banished to the animal realm!"
It sounds complicated, but the process seems delicious? Shen Jiao swallowed hard, feeling ashamed. She probably had some side effects from selling soup.
The ghost messenger greeted Meng Po, then suppressed his deep voice and was about to float away. After floating a distance, he suddenly turned back.
A righteous and awe-inspiring ghost face suddenly appeared before her eyes, almost startling Shen Jiao so much that she dropped the soup spoon in her hand.
"Big brother, is there anything else?"
"There is something, sister. You have done a good job in helping the ghost messengers capture the escaped ghost criminal, so I will make an exception..."
"Make an exception and let me reincarnate?" Shen Jiao's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't wait to interrupt him.
The ghost messenger's lips twitched, and he shook his head, saying, "No."
Shen Jiao's mood plummeted, and she asked in a muffled voice, "What is that?"
Honestly, aside from reincarnation and selling Meng Po soup (a type of soup for forgetting past lives), she couldn't find any other happiness.
"You have a chance to see the Mirror of Rebirth. You can see from that person's perspective whether your loved ones from your previous life are doing well, so as to ease your longing for them," the ghost messenger explained, handing Chen Yu to his henchman.
The person in question was naturally referring to another "Chen Jiao." Shen Jiao's dull eyes immediately lit up, and then, remembering something, she asked somewhat shyly, "Excuse me, is that person married?"
The ghost messenger said, "It's done, you have two children now."
Shen Jiao became even more embarrassed, and said shyly, "Ah? Then won't I see some embarrassing scenes? That's not good, although, but, mainly because I'm still unmarried..."
The ghost messenger couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed her and floated away, saying, "Don't worry, the Rebirth Mirror is very advanced now. It will automatically block out any scenes that are not suitable for children. You won't be able to see them even if you want to."
Shen Jiao: "???"
Does she really want to see it?
This is slander!
**
The Mirror of Rebirth is indeed quite impressive. Shen Jiao even felt as if she were actually there. She thought that if this thing could appear in the world, it wouldn't be impossible for her to stay at home for a year or two.
The ghost messenger was also watching, holding a notebook in his hand. In case Shen Jiao suddenly remembered the cause of death, he could help his older sister apply for a reincarnation number immediately, right?
The enormous Mirror of Rebirth played out the scene. Shen Jiao ate the incense, candles, and paper money offered by her ghost messenger brother. When she saw a certain scene, she said guiltily, "If I had known she liked tyrants, I wouldn't have bothered breaking the tyrant's finger bone in the first place. Tyrant, please don't blame her for the mistakes I made. Please, please."
The ghost messenger exclaimed in surprise, "What? I didn't realize, young lady, you had such a reckless past?"
Shen Jiao said awkwardly, "It wasn't a tiger, just trying to save my life. The old emperor was lustful and incompetent. At that time, the powerful families of Great Yan were dominant. We noble ladies were just empty titles. If I hadn't broken the Seventh Prince's finger bone, not only would I have suffered, but those young masters of the powerful families wouldn't have let the Seventh Prince off easily either. Of course, my starting point was simply to protect myself."
She was pampered by her elders since childhood, but she was willful and capricious. Her friends were also like-minded young ladies. Although Ji Yan's background was pitiful, she was just like everyone else and could not accept it from the bottom of her heart. She hated it to the extreme.
But now, seeing what "Chen Jiao" was doing to Ji Yan, she was filled with mixed feelings and a sense of unease.
Having sold Meng Po soup for a long time, she had seen many different kinds of ghosts. Each ghost, whether poor or rich, had its own hardships, and her temperament had also changed considerably.
"Tsk, is this your second brother from when he was alive? Why is he so rude?" the ghost messenger suddenly said angrily.
Looking over, Shen Jiao saw the scene from the Southern Frontier, where Shen Qingye defended Shen Yu and aggressively confronted "Shen Jiao".
Her expression froze, and then she said with a hint of self-reproach, "It's all my fault. She's so popular. If I had been more restrained and hadn't fallen out with my second brother, she wouldn't have been subjected to all this abuse for no reason."
The ghost rolled his eyes and said, "You are certainly wrong, but as the elder brother, he is even more wrong. What kind of talk is it to side with outsiders and insult his own sister?"
He got angrier and angrier as he spoke: "And another thing, your eldest brother wasn't continuously bewitched by Shen Yu. To put it bluntly, your second brother is stubborn, argumentative, concerned about his image, single-minded, and a chauvinist. Even if it were the original Shen Jiao, they wouldn't get along with him. Otherwise, there's a reason why Shen Jiao and Gu An would put him in a sack every day."
Shen Jiao didn't respond to this, mainly because the summary made a lot of sense and there was really no way to refute it.
She thought to herself that even if her martial arts skills were as good as "Chen Jiao's", she wouldn't have the heart to put her second brother in a sack, would she?
The scene suddenly changed, showing the part where "Shen Jiao" was kidnapped and Qing Cheng ordered Shen Qingye to go to the Gu family to report the news.
Shen Jiao was taken aback.
His fingers clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking.
She never expected that her second brother hated her so much that he would abandon her life and death.
Ghosts don't feel ordinary pain, but she felt as if something was being torn apart, with blood gushing out and being sprinkled with coarse salt to marinate it, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
The ghost messenger was so angry that he pounded his chest and stamped his feet, unable to suppress the ghost fire at all. The eerie green flames burned fiercely from his hair!
"Big brother, tone it down, tone it down, big brother. I don't want to become a bald monk before I can be reincarnated." Shen Jiao smelled a burnt smell and exclaimed in alarm, holding the scorched ends of her hair.
The ghost messenger immediately extinguished the fire and smiled apologetically at her, saying, "I'm sorry, little sister, I got a little carried away and couldn't control myself. How about I pluck some hair from another ghost and give it to you to wear?"
What if someone has lice in their hair? Shen Jiao shook her head and said, "There's no need for that, no need for that. Let's go, brother, I should go back to selling soup."
"Hmm?" the ghost messenger asked, puzzled. "Aren't you going to watch anymore? Think it over carefully. This kind of opportunity is rare."
For some reason, Shen Jiao chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "I'm not going to watch anymore. There's nothing to see anyway. After all, it's someone else's life."
The ghost messenger agreed, "That's true. Being too attached to the past is not good for your reincarnation. Anyway, you've already seen the truth come out and Shen Yu being abandoned, so there's really no need to watch the rest."
As he cast a spell to lock the Mirror of Rebirth, he kept babbling, "If you ask me, little sister, you might have been killed by Shen Qingye."
"How could that be?" Shen Jiao immediately retorted, "I remember very clearly, I was frightened to death by the dead in the mass graves of Wei..."
She suddenly paused, because the ghost messenger had already spread the notebook out in front of her. The words on it, glowing green, clearly read: Shen Jiao, age fifteen, cause of death: heart disease.
"How could this be? How could this be? I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Could this be wrong?" Shen Jiao pushed him away, squatted down, and muttered to herself, burying her face in her hands.
The ghost messenger put away the notebook and sighed, "The notebook of causes of death is infallible. If I guess it correctly, it will automatically present the cause and effect. There are some details you can't see. Calm down, and I'll summarize them for you."
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