Chapter 103 Wang Yu's unreliable image wasn't just something He Zhao and the bureau chief thought; it was...
Wang Yu's unreliable image wasn't just a perception held by He Zhao and the bureau chief; even the "stitched-up water ghost" who hadn't known him for long thought so.
He Zhao couldn't help but shake his head: "Your Countermeasures Bureau must have been around for a long time. As an insider, don't you have any first-hand information or anything? Or are there any books that mention these things? If even the Underworld doesn't exist, how can it bribe people? It might as well spend all its money before reincarnation."
This topic piqued the interest of the suture-wearing water ghost, who asked with great enthusiasm, "So how do you spend it all?"
Wang Yu chimed in, "Even if the Bureau of Countermeasures has existed for a long time, no one has ever been to the underworld. Who knows if those places even exist? Even if they did go, wouldn't they just kick the bucket? Could they come back up and tell us? There are indeed some local chronicles that record people going to the underworld, but those are books from so many years ago. Who can guarantee whether they are true or false? Maybe they just dreamed about it."
Wang Yu's answer was of no use to them anymore; they might as well ask the system whether He Zhao existed in the underworld.
The response was: "No comment."
"So it does exist?" He Zhao asked in his mind, receiving the same answer again. This damnably easy-to-control system was as hard as a rock in a toilet at times. Just then, the suture-line water ghost asked another question, so He Zhao stopped arguing with the system and turned to talk to the suture-line water ghost instead.
"You can pay other ghosts to act as your servants and give you all the treatment you wanted in life. Money makes the world go round, so they'll definitely be willing."
This was indeed interesting, and the suture-stitched water ghost became somewhat interested. But soon, it still stingily said, "Forget it, what if there really is an underworld? If I've already spent all my money, how am I going to bribe them? I'll save it for later."
It said a lot, and finally revealed its true thoughts: "I actually want to find a handsome guy to date. Although I had some relationships in my life, I was just average-looking and not very good-looking, so they were all people I met in the factory, all of them just some blond guys. I wish I could date a handsome guy."
That wish can't be fulfilled.
Because they are ghosts, and even more so, a bunch of weirdos.
They might not even be as good as Huang Mao; they don't even look human.
He Zhao shook his head directly: "We can't find handsome guys, but we can find beautiful girls. Why don't you consider dating a woman? We can still think of a way to help you."
The sutured water ghost paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "With whom? It can't be with you, can it?"
“Hmph,” He Zhao shook her head disdainfully, “You wish! I have a girlfriend. I would never agree to date you, not even if it were just a role-playing game.” She pointed to Wang Yu next to her, “Look, she’s single and not bad looking. If all else fails, you can settle for her.”
The sutured water ghost looked over, and sure enough, Wang Yu was quite pretty, with the kind of innocent, well-behaved look. She was also young, not even as old as it, and looked sweet and soft… Under the sutured water ghost's scrutiny, Wang Yu screamed, hugging herself tightly: “Stop! Don’t even think about it! I can’t! I can’t possibly date a ghost! Never in this lifetime!”
The sutured water ghost shuddered. It quickly shook its head, wondering why it had even thought of such things; it was clearly influenced by He Zhao. It also firmly refused: "No, absolutely not. Wang Yu is too stupid. I can't accept that my last act after death will be a romance with an idiot."
Since things had come to this, He Zhao had nothing more to say: "Then you can keep the money to bribe them in the underworld."
This incident completely disrupted the somewhat somber atmosphere. He Zhao, Wang Yu, and the sutured water ghost agreed to pick it up during the day three days later, and then perform a ritual to help it pass on to the afterlife after it had witnessed Lin Gao's execution.
The sutured water ghost had one last wish: "Boss, could you bring some small drinks and my extra spicy hot pot base instant noodles so I can eat them before I go?"
It spoke sincerely, but He Zhao looked down on it: "That's all you've got." This meant she had agreed, which made the sutured water ghost laugh, and it asked, "Will Qiao Yanyu come then?"
"Why are you asking this?" He Zhao's alarm went off. She remembered clearly that the suture-stitched water ghost had only said that it couldn't talk to Wang Yu, that idiot, but it didn't refuse to talk to women. Who knows, this might have opened up its Ren and Du meridians, and it might have inappropriate thoughts about her Sister Qiao!
Of course, this was purely He Zhao judging others by his own petty standards. The sutured water ghost had no such thought at all. It honestly said, "I just wanted to leave with at least a few people I knew by my side."
He Zhao rolled his eyes: "Then why don't we just call all the other ghosts together and throw you a farewell party? You can host."
"That's not necessary..."
"Alright, I got it. I'll call out to Sister Qiao, but whether she comes or not, I won't accept it."
That being said, everyone present, including the ghosts, knew that Qiao Yanyu, by her very nature, also believed in the principle of "seeing things through to the end." Even if she had to crawl, she would come to see the sutured water ghost off to its final rest. Moreover, Wang Yu was known for being unreliable, and He Zhao was even a little worried that she might mispronounce the rebirth incantation, causing the sutured water ghost to undergo a major mutation.
The sutured water ghost knew, of course, that Qiao Yanyu would definitely come; as long as He Zhao called, she would come. So, a smile appeared on the sutured water ghost's face, and it nodded with a soft "Mmm." At this moment, it was perhaps content, because it had everything it wanted.
Having finished their story, the sutured water ghost left first.
Since He Zhao changed his closing time, customers have been arriving at increasingly concentrated times. Before, they would arrive one by one, but now, there are even instances of two ghosts sitting at the same stall at the same time. However, as closing time approaches, no more customers come.
Everyone knows that He Zhao has a difficult personality, and if anyone delays her from packing up and going home, they might face repercussions later. Even if they don't know exactly what kind of treatment they'll receive, no one wants to be treated differently by He Zhao.
So He Zhao was able to close his stall and go home on time every day. After saying goodbye to Wang Yu, she was a little worried and couldn't help but say to He Zhao, "How about I take you home?"
"What's wrong?" He Zhao asked, puzzled.
Wang Yu replied, "If Senior Qiao were walking home with you after get off work, I definitely wouldn't ask so many questions. But you're walking home alone at this hour, before dawn. You might even run into a ghost on the way. Boss, you're just an ordinary person, so it's better to be careful. Let me give you a ride."
He Zhao thought for a moment. She valued her life, so she immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay."
He Zhao drove his tricycle on the non-motorized vehicle lane, while Wang Yu followed not far behind in her minivan. It was only at this time, and given the relatively remote location, that there were hardly any cars on the road; otherwise, the cars following Wang Yu would have all sped up and overtaken her.
Wang Yu drove all the way to the entrance of He Zhao's residential area. After seeing her go inside, she rolled down the window, waved goodbye, and then drove away.
As He Zhao went upstairs, he thought that if Wang Yu knew about this, Qiao Yanyu must know too. Perhaps... when He Zhao returned home in the early hours of yesterday morning, Qiao Yanyu was also worried and might not have slept at all? Once he had this thought, He Zhao couldn't help but want to find out the answer.
Just like last night, she stopped in front of Qiao Yanyu's door. Last night, she was worried about disturbing Qiao Yanyu's rest, so she only lingered for a while before leaving. But today, she stood there for a long time. So long that He Zhao thought he was overthinking things, and that Qiao Yanyu was actually already asleep.
She couldn't help but think that it was better if he fell asleep; if she really kept waiting, He Zhao would feel sorry for her. But she was also a little disappointed; of course, she would be very happy if Qiao Yanyu could wait for her.
He Zhao found herself struggling to deal with this contradictory and conflicted thought. If she were Qiao Yanyu, she would definitely be speechless at this moment, and might even directly ask her, "What exactly do you want?"
As He Zhao lingered outside Qiao Yanyu's door for a long time, Qiao Yanyu's voice suddenly came from behind the door: "He Zhao, are you still at the door? Aren't you going back to sleep? Did something happen?"
At that moment, He Zhao felt as if the sky had brightened for her. Her eyes sparkled, knowing that Qiao Yanyu was truly waiting for her, and she was incredibly happy. Even the corners of her mouth subtly curled up at some point. She knew she had to answer Qiao Yanyu quickly, but she still couldn't explain her behavior.
After a while, she stammered, "Ah, well, I just wanted to know if you were asleep..." He Zhao wanted to slap herself after hearing this. What else could she be doing at this hour? Besides, it was almost 4 a.m., supposedly the time when people are most sleepy, and she was asking Qiao Yanyu if she was asleep.
Qiao Yanyu was silent for a moment before opening the door. She sat in a wheelchair, appearing much shorter than He Zhao. The room was dark, but both were used to the darkness. So even with little light, Qiao Yanyu's silhouette was still faintly visible.
Qiao Yanyu explained, "I slept in; I just woke up in the middle of the night."
—That's a lie.
He Zhao quickly realized that Qiao Yanyu was lying, because she had been standing there for a long time. Whether she moved to her wheelchair or rocked it to the door, He Zhao could definitely hear her. The only explanation was that she had been waiting there for a long time.
Needless to say, they were definitely waiting for me.
At this moment, He Zhao really wanted to turn on the light or shine her phone's light on Qiao Yanyu. She wasn't a very good liar, and lying in this situation would definitely make her feel embarrassed. She even felt ashamed to tell herself "I'm waiting for you," which is why she told such an easily exposed lie.
He Zhao wanted to see if Qiao Yanyu was blushing because of the lie.
But now, she wants to kiss Qiao Yanyu even more.
"Sister Qiao, can I kiss you?"
Her question was sudden and completely out of the loop, catching Qiao Yanyu off guard. But after a moment, she calmly gave a "hmm".
Qiao Yanyu is also very cute like this.
He Zhao didn't do anything excessive to embarrass Qiao Yanyu. He simply lowered his head, held onto the armrest of the wheelchair, and kissed her on the cheek.
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