Thinking in her head, 'This is all a dream, this is all a dream, the great... said it, everything...' the old lady Tao became more and more confused as she spoke, and finally simply fell asleep.
However, the ghost messenger was directly struck by a golden light, revealing the power of Old Lady Tao.
He coughed up blood, and his face became even paler.
Looking at Grandma Tao's peaceful sleeping face, he left through gritted teeth.
The next morning, the more Mrs. Tao thought about it, the more frightened she became. She didn't dare to stay any longer and packed her things to go home.
The ghost messengers had no choice but to continue following Old Lady Tao.
Grandma Tao fell asleep again and drifted off to sleep.
Just as Old Lady Tao was about to recite the quotations, the ghost messenger immediately begged for mercy.
"Don't chant, don't chant! I'm a ghost messenger. I'm the one who swapped your soul with Tao Ying's." The ghost messenger quickly begged for mercy.
The quotes had an imperial aura that even a lowly ghost messenger like myself couldn't withstand.
"Can you help me change it back?" Grandma Tao asked.
This era may be good, but it was stolen by me, so the young girl has no reason to atone for my sins.
"Yes, but now that your soul and body are completely integrated, I will briefly open a passage when I cast the spell. If Tao Ying is willing to switch back with you, you will return to your respective eras. If Tao Ying is unwilling to switch back with you, I will use magic to forcibly keep her here, and your bodies will be switched back. You need to think it through." The ghost messenger explained the pros and cons to Old Madam Tao.
"Okay." Grandma Tao nodded.
So the ghost messenger immediately began to cast a spell, but less than two minutes later, he was ejected from the dream again.
Grandma Tao woke up abruptly, and the way she looked around changed.
"You corrupt official, give me back my body! They're all bullying my son! Give me back my body!" Middle-aged Tao Ying, Aunt Tao, woke up inside Tao Ying's body.
He angrily cursed at the ghost messenger, who was completely bewildered and didn't know what to do.
"Why is Old Lady Tao's soul separated? There's no way to send her back like this!" the ghost messenger shouted angrily.
After shouting for a long time without getting a response, Aunt Tao ran out.
But Aunt Tao still controlled this body, so she fainted as soon as she went out.
However, the conditions for the exchange were no longer available, so the ghost messenger managed to get Aunt Tao back to her room and make her lie on the floor.
Then he went back to ask a senior colleague for help.
"Are you a tiger? You can split into two souls. How powerful must those souls be? Why are you even offering them up? It's perfect to capture them to complete the mission." The old ghost wanted nothing more than to kick the ghost messenger a few times.
"Will it work?" the ghost messenger asked somewhat nervously.
The task the old ghost messenger mentioned was actually about how the ghosts in the underworld had too much resentment and obsession to be reincarnated.
However, the underworld is overcrowded, and there are fewer newborns now, so the underworld is in a very difficult situation.
If you have neither housing nor employment, then you're basically just a wandering soul.
Wandering souls are not protected and are easily devoured by other vengeful spirits.
In short, the underworld is in complete chaos. They've built eighteen stories high, but there's still not enough room for everyone.
Many souls find a bottle or a rocky pit and stuff themselves inside.
However, these vengeful ghosts with heavy resentment are a real headache for all leaders.
If I can solve this problem, my boss will probably promote me directly.
Who knows if there's any hope of taking Black and White's place?
The ghost messenger thought it was wonderful, but never even considered whether Old Lady Tao would agree.
So the next day, the ghost messengers came again.
When Grandma Tao woke up, she opened her eyes and saw the ghost messengers, which scared her so much that she almost jumped out of the window.
"Why haven't you changed it back yet?" Grandma Tao asked nervously.
“Tao Ying subconsciously doesn’t want to switch; there’s still another you deep in your soul.” The ghost messenger stammered.
"Don't want to switch back! Fine, that's fine too. Let's return the body to her. There's no need to keep occupying her body." Enjoying happiness she shouldn't be thinking about.
This era is completely different from my own.
"Your soul has split apart, and your middle-aged self has returned. She's fighting you for your body. At first, your resentment was stronger, so you had the upper hand. But now that she's with you and has seen Wang Baojun's current predicament, her resentment is slowly overwhelming you. She desperately wants to go back and reverse all these changes," the ghost messenger explained to Old Lady Tao in detail.
"What do I need to do to kill her?" Old Mrs. Tao looked at the ghost messenger with a serious expression.
"Kill who? Kill who?" The ghost messenger was dumbfounded.
"She is you, and you are her. It's just that you have her memories, but she doesn't. She hasn't experienced what you've experienced, so she can't empathize with you." The ghost messenger hurriedly explained, genuinely afraid that Old Lady Tao might have another suicide attempt, which would be truly terrible for him.
"Then, after you help me switch my body back with Tao Ying's, kill both of us," Old Mrs. Tao said firmly.
"Why? When the soul dies, it's like the soul is scattered and completely disappears, without even a chance to be reincarnated." The ghost messenger couldn't understand.
“I owe my other children so much. It’s not easy for them to have someone to accompany them as they grow up healthy and don’t have to suffer like they did in their previous life. Why would I want to ruin it?” Grandma Tao said with red eyes.
As for whether she would live or die, Old Mrs. Tao didn't care. What did it matter if her soul was scattered or not?
I haven't even figured out how to live this life yet, what's the point of talking about the next life?
Whether you live a good life in the next life or not has nothing to do with you, and you can't remember anyway.
But since her child had finally had a chance to change, Grandma Tao didn't want Aunt Tao to ruin that moment.
Because she only had eyes for Wang Baojun, she didn't care about the lives or deaths of the other children at all.
Grandma Tao really couldn't understand why the palm and the back of the hand could be so different.
"Okay." Ghost almost nodded.
"Are you sick?" Only then did Grandma Tao notice that the ghost messenger's cheeks were red.
"No, I don't have a high fever. Ghosts don't get sick." The ghost messenger was a little embarrassed.
"Let's begin then, let's send our bodies over to the child," Grandma Tao urged.
"What's the rush? We still have to reassemble it slowly. That thing isn't like cabbage, you can't just replace it whenever you want," the ghost messenger couldn't help but shout.
"Why are you angry? It's scary." Old Mrs. Tao glared at the ghost messenger.
The ghost messenger... When did ghost messengers become so humble?
However, after glancing at Grandma Tao again, he decided to keep quiet.
Then Grandma Tao kept asking what to do.
The ghost messengers had completely fled, and we dared not provoke them again, otherwise we would hear something we shouldn't hear again.
But the problem still needs to be solved, and we can't leave the two of them untouched.
My head hurts! My head hurts!
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