Caramel looked at Mo Yan, then at her own body, and burst into tears.
Ghosts don't shed tears; they just wail.
"How can you be such a mother?! You actually beat me to death!"
"You ungrateful wretch, you deserve to be beaten to death no matter how many times you are. Hurry up and get on with it."
Mo Yan kicked her away, sending her flying into the underworld.
Mo Yan went to the underworld and found the judge. She recognized him immediately—wasn't that so-and-so? But she couldn't remember who it was.
"Princess, what brings you here?"
Although Mo Yan forgot, the judge did not. This is Princess Mo Yan. Their King Yama discovered many small worlds around them, so he developed them all, and now he manages them very well.
Humans need to work, and so do ghosts; otherwise, it would be disrespectful to let them wander around aimlessly.
"Arrange a place for her to experience living alone. If that's not possible, let her stay here. It's good for her to become a wandering ghost."
caramel:"!!!"
“Yes, Princess.” The judge agreed without hesitation and pulled Caramel along to make the arrangements.
They simply threw her into a company, sent her for an interview, gave her a thousand yuan in ghost money, and then ignored her.
Caramel stared blankly at everything, not understanding what had happened or why such a thing was happening.
When Mo Yan appeared, Yama sensed it and immediately appeared, only to find his sister still waiting in the same spot.
"Little sister, it's been a long time."
"I never imagined my brother would become so strong."
The reason we are able to accept this world is that this world is a division of that past world, a relationship between the past and the present.
In other words, for Yama, the time it took for Mo Yan to complete a mission was many, many years.
"I said I would protect my sister."
"Brother should know that I am no longer your sister."
Having become the King of Hell, he naturally knew this, and he even personally sent his sister to be reincarnated. Not everyone has such an opportunity, and his opportunity was his sister.
That was indeed his sister, but Mo Yan was his real sister.
Of course, it's okay that my younger sister doesn't understand now; she'll know in the future.
"You are my sister. Sister, don't say things like that anymore, and don't hide from me. You are my sister."
Yama reached out and patted Mo Yan's head. Even though she still looked like an old woman, she was still his sister.
"Okay, I understand." Mo Yan had previously thought that they might no longer be siblings.
“Go ahead if you have something to do,” he said, knowing that his sister was busy these days.
"good."
After Mo Yan left, Yama watched for a long time before returning home.
...
When Jiao Qi got home, he saw Caramel lying unconscious—no, it should be said that her body was gradually stiffening. At that moment, Jiao Qi was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits. He took out his phone, which he dropped on the ground. After a lot of effort, he picked it up and quickly prepared to make a call.
Who should he send it to?! 110, 120, or 119...?
"What are you doing?"
Mo Yan's sudden appearance startled Jiao Qi, causing him to drop his phone again. With a snap, the phone was destroyed.
"Mom, that caramel... she... she..."
"Oh, I killed her." Mo Yan said calmly, then went to pour herself a glass of water.
Jiao Qi: "!!!"
"Mom, you..." How could she have been beaten to death? "Should we destroy the evidence now?" Jiao Qi asked very seriously.
"Pfft..." Mo Yan spat out a mouthful of water. "You... are fine, very fine."
I just dumped her somewhere; she just needs to be disciplined.
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