The video of Leng Yue being hit by a snowball went viral, with netizens jokingly calling her a "person facing heavenly tribulation." Some netizens analyzed the cause of the giant snowball, suggesting that Leng Yue was undergoing a tribulation. Of course, others said that Leng Yue was suffering retribution for not accumulating good karma in her past life. All sorts of opinions were circulating.
Leng Yue glanced at her phone and then tossed it onto the bed. Right, she was already on winter break and was currently at Leng Jian's house. But Leng Jian and Wang Qing weren't home; they had taken Leng Xiaoling back to their hometown.
When Leng Jian left, he didn't give Leng Yue any money, saying he had everything he needed and didn't need any. Leng Yue was speechless. She was a beautiful young woman, and she wasn't going to buy anything? Was she not going to the supermarket or anything? Was she supposed to only eat noodles and rice for the entire month, and not even be allowed to eat vegetables?
It seems that in Leng Jian's heart, Leng Yue is a child who can survive without spending money. This bias is becoming increasingly obvious!
Leng Yue sighed. It seemed Leng Jian was still holding a grudge about buying the phone. But what could she say? When she returned, no one was home.
What's truly astonishing is that Leng Jian didn't even make a phone call; instead, he used the most primitive method—leaving a note. Therefore, Leng Yue didn't even have a chance to object; upon returning and seeing the note, she could only accept reality.
Out of politeness, Leng Yue also called Leng Jian, but the phone was always busy. She tried sending him WeChat messages, but couldn't. Leng Yue understood perfectly well that Leng Jian was doing this on purpose.
He opened the refrigerator; it was completely empty. Not a single egg, not a single scallion had been left for her. After searching for a while, he only found noodles, rice, and some cooking oil, salt, and soy sauce in the kitchen. At that moment, Leng Yue couldn't help but curse inwardly. Was this really her father?
Fortunately, her mother had given her a considerable amount of pocket money when she was alive. Furthermore, she had her own prepaid card from a very young age, with her mother depositing money into it every year. This prepaid card was given to her by her mother to cultivate her understanding of money.
The money in this card was the original owner's secret stash, which he could use as he pleased. However, because the original owner had no particular ambitions and didn't like spending money, the money in it had never been touched.
Leng Yue glanced at the balance and saw that she had about 200,000 yuan in total, including the money in her prepaid card and the pocket money in her phone. So, even if Leng Jian didn't give her a single penny, she wouldn't be short of money.
Therefore, even if Leng Jian didn't leave Leng Yue a single penny, she can still leisurely lie in bed playing on her phone.
In the end, Leng Yue's comfortable life is all thanks to the original owner's mother. It's said that parents' hearts are always full of love and sacrifice; the original owner's mother did so much for her, truly paving the way for her with painstaking effort. However, the original owner never got to enjoy any of it.
Leng Yue thought that the next time she saw the judge, she would definitely ask him where the original owner's mother and the original owner had gone. If that wasn't possible, she would spend more money to help them be reincarnated into a good family as soon as possible.
Suddenly Sir spoke, his cold, emotionless electronic voice mechanically counting down: 10, 9, 8...
Leng Yue quickly got up. "What's wrong with you? Stop acting crazy! Hey, stop, sir!" Leng Yue shouted as she frantically tried to turn off her phone. But the phone seemed to be infected with a virus and wouldn't turn off no matter what she did.
Leng Yue had no choice but to toss her phone aside and quietly watch what kind of trouble this time would cause. It wasn't that Leng Yue didn't want to dodge, but ever since witnessing that enormous snowball that appeared out of nowhere, she didn't know what the other party was incapable of doing.
It's a blessing in disguise, not a curse. Since there's nowhere to hide, let's just wait and see!
Sure enough, when Sir counted to 0, the bedside lamp closest to Leng Yue fell over, hurtling straight towards her. Leng Yue didn't have time to think and dodged to the side.
Leng Yue stared intently at the furniture, only to find it motionless, while the ceiling rattled again. Looking down, she saw the chandelier on the ceiling was falling. Leng Yue moved quickly, running to the door in a few steps.
As Leng Yue ran outside, the storage shelf beside the door collapsed with a crash, but it didn't hit her. Suddenly, everything went dark, and she saw the entire roof collapsing. It kept falling, as if trying to bury her alive inside the house.
Leng Yue felt numb and rushed out expressionlessly. The moment she opened the door, she seemed to realize something, but it was too late.
And so, Leng Yue died again.
"Little one, this time it's quite a disaster!" Black and White Impermanence arrived at the scene in a flash, taking Leng Yue away. Looking at Leng Yue lying in a pool of blood, White Impermanence laughed unkindly.
“Indeed.” Leng Yue glanced back at her body, which was covered in blood and looked quite gruesome. “I think we’ll be on the news soon, won’t we?”
"On the news? Won't he be back soon?" White Impermanence said casually, while Black Impermanence coughed a few times and shook his head.
Having worked together for many years, Bai Wuchang knew this time was unusual. He wanted to ask something, but seeing Hei Wuchang shake his head, he didn't.
Leng Yue wanted to turn back and check her condition, but then she heard Hei Wuchang say, "Let's go, we're in a hurry!" Leng Yue nodded, and the group left.
The group approached the judge, who, holding his judge's pen, frowned upon seeing Leng Yue. "Why are you here again? Can't you just give me a break for one day? You've been reporting in every day for the past few months, a total of one hundred and one times. I'd like to say, I get annoyed seeing you over a hundred times, but don't you get tired of dying over a hundred times?"
"I didn't want to either! Your Honor, please handle this quickly so I can go back and you won't have to see me anymore?" Leng Yue smiled as she replied to the judge.
"Even if I can send you back to life, you still need to be careful, don't you? Day after day... sigh?" The judge said, opening the Book of Life and Death, then suddenly stopped, looking at Leng Yue with a solemn expression.
"What's wrong?" Leng Yue noticed that the judge's face looked strange. Although he had a big beard and it was hard to see his expression clearly, Leng Yue still saw the judge's smile gradually disappear.
"The time in the Book of Life and Death has changed." The judge looked at Leng Yue, his face turning grim. "This is the first time. I clearly remember that your lifespan was ninety-eight years before, but now it says sixteen."
"Am I never going back?" Leng Yue looked at the judge, neither crying nor making a fuss, but simply asking.
The judge nodded, "His lifespan has ended." Then, he opened the Mirror of Reincarnation, "His physical body is destroyed; there is no way to reverse it."
In the Mirror of Reincarnation, Leng Yue saw a steel knife embedded in her heart, countless wounds on her body, and blood pooling around her. She lay at her doorstep, blood everywhere. Leng Yue knew that this time she was truly dead.
"Then what will happen to me?" Leng Yue asked the judge calmly.
"Considering the considerable offerings you've made to the underworld... I mean, the numerous contributions you've made, I'll give you a choice," the judge replied solemnly. "First, you can choose to be reincarnated, and we'll find you a good family. Second, you can stay in the underworld and work there, where you can cultivate to become a ghost immortal."
Upon hearing this, Leng Yue turned to look at Hei Wuchang, "Lord Hei, is this what you mean by 'I can cultivate'?"
Black Impermanence nodded. "That's exactly what I meant."
"What will you choose?" the judge asked, looking at Leng Yue. "Will you re-enter the cycle of reincarnation and continue to suffer the pains of birth, old age, sickness, and death, or will you escape it sooner?"
Leng Yue ultimately chose the latter. It wasn't that she was unwilling to suffer the torment of reincarnation, but rather that death was an endless cycle, and she needed to change her approach to find a breakthrough!
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