Generally speaking, the black mist on a normal soul is not particularly dense.
If the black mist around a ghost is relatively thin, it means that it probably didn't do too many evil things in its lifetime.
If a faint golden light still emanates from his body, it means that he did many good deeds and accumulated a lot of merit during his lifetime.
This is a pattern that Qin Yunie summarized through long-term observation of the ghosts queuing to buy her boxed meals.
The last time Qin Yune saw this female ghost, she was covered in black mist.
But this time when they met again, the black mist around her was noticeably thicker than before, indicating that she must have done a lot of bad things during this period.
Qin Yune looked at her seriously and asked in a cold voice, "Did you spread those rumors?"
Upon hearing this, the female ghost froze and quickly denied, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Qin Yunie said casually, "I haven't even said what it is yet, why are you in such a hurry to deny it? Isn't that just admitting that you spread those rumors?"
The female ghost guessed that Qin Yunie probably didn't have any evidence, so she was trying to trick her. Since there was no evidence, she just needed to deny it.
As long as she doesn't admit it, she doesn't believe Qin Yune can do anything to her.
Thinking of this, she relaxed completely, her previously tense nerves loosening considerably. She turned to look at Qin Yune, her brows furrowing slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction, "I'm not admitting anything. I genuinely don't know what you're talking about. You can't just slander us ordinary ghosts because you know ghost messengers, can you?"
Qin Yunie didn't answer her directly. Instead, she asked with a hint of doubt and confusion, "You seem to have a problem with me? But we've only met once, haven't we? Why is that?"
Her expression turned very serious, and she said coldly with a stern face, "That's right, we've only met once, but I don't dislike you."
Qin Yunie clearly didn't quite believe what she said, and said with a skeptical look, "Really? If you don't hate me, then why did you cut so many lines out of my picture in the newspaper?"
She was clearly caught off guard by Qin Yunie's discovery, and her expression instantly turned cold as she shouted, "How could you touch other people's things like that!"
Qin Yunie showed no sign of backing down and said firmly, "Answer my question first. Since we've only met once and you don't dislike me, then please explain why my photo is the only one in the entire newspaper that's been scratched up."
Caught off guard by Qin Yunie's sudden questioning, she immediately faltered, pursing her lips and saying, "I... I just didn't mean to."
Qin Yunie scoffed, her tone mocking, "Do you think I'd believe that explanation? How could you accidentally scratch mine out of such a large newspaper? You can't even come up with a decent reason. It's not unreasonable for me to suspect you did it, is it?"
Faced with Qin Yunie's questioning, she moved her lips slightly, trying to explain, "I just..."
However, Qin Yunie didn't give her a chance to continue, but interrupted her: "Or are you saying you won't admit it until I throw the evidence in your face? Since I'm here to talk to you, I must have something to rely on, otherwise do you think I'm just here to trick you?"
Seeing that Qin Yune had seen through her actions, she stopped pretending and revealed her anger, shouting, "So what if I did it? I know about you from your grandmother. You're just like me, unwanted by your parents and even caused the death of your adoptive parents. Why can you, a living person, set up a stall in the underworld? Why can you be friends with ghost messengers when you have nothing? Seventh Master and Eighth Master were deceived by you, and even Meng Po is on good terms with you. Why!"
“You can earn thousands of ghost money a day selling boxed lunches, and ten thousand for a single delivery. As for me, my dad was a gambler. He even gave me to an old man to pay off his gambling debts! My mom didn’t want me at all! Even after I died, no one remembered to burn paper money for me. You have nothing, so why are you living so comfortably?”
She screamed hysterically, her voice trembling with sobs and resentment.
"So I'm jealous of you, jealous that you can do so well even in adversity, and I'm also jealous of your grandmother. She's dead, but you still have to spend money to buy her a place to be reincarnated."
Faced with her questioning, Qin Yune remained silent for a long while before slowly saying, "These are not reasons for you to spread rumors and ruin me. Besides, how do you know I haven't experienced it?"
She was on the verge of a breakdown when she suddenly heard Qin Yune's words. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Qin Yune looked up at her and said, "How do you know I haven't been through those things?"
“There have been times when I desperately tried to fight for something, but ended up with nothing. There have also been times when I died and my family didn’t care about me or even collect my body.”
Qin Yunie said helplessly, "But so what? When you're alive, you always have to look forward."
She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "You're clearly alive, how could this be..."
Qin Yunie glanced at her and said, "The black mist around you is very thick. You must have taken your revenge in your previous life. If that's the case, then why are you trapping yourself?"
"Yes, he wanted to give me to an old man to pay off his debts. That's when I found out he didn't accidentally break into our house; my dad gave him the key and gave me to him. So I tried to escape, but I couldn't, and I accidentally injured someone. Although I was sentenced, because it was manslaughter, my sentence was reduced. Plus, I behaved very well in prison, so I was released early. I went to my mom, and she said she never had a daughter who had been to jail. I went to my dad, but he was only afraid of me and avoided me like the plague. But he was the one who was responsible for everything!!"
"The more afraid he was of me, the more I wanted to appear in front of him. Finally, he broke down and pushed me down the stairs."
"I was floating in the air, watching him get arrested and sentenced, you know? I even went to see him, and seeing how badly he was doing in there made me happy, hahahaha..."
As she laughed, tears of blood began to flow unnoticed. She murmured, "If you didn't love me, why did you give birth to me? That's why I hate them, and I hate you too."
"Your background is just as tragic, yet you live your own life. It's really annoying. How can I not hate you and be jealous of you?"
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