"I... I'm dead?" Yan Tangxue asked softly, then looked down at her body.
Bloodstains appeared on her white dress, and her body was torn into pieces along with those bloodstains. A healthy person turned into a pile of bloody flesh in the blink of an eye.
Some people become ghosts after death. Because they have concerns in their hearts, they forget that they are dead and wander around like a living person. When reminded, their bodies will recreate the scene of death.
“Ahhh!” The system screamed in Yan Muhuai’s mind, “How terrifying! She’s actually a ghost. She looked so miserable when she died. Is she considered a wronged spirit, host?”
The system saved its life temporarily and changed its tone smoothly.
Given Yan Muhuai's current situation, it was indeed a good thing that a wronged spirit appeared before him, but he never expected that this wronged spirit would be his own aunt.
And his aunt was dismembered!
He vaguely remembered that before his body was robbed, his aunt treated him very well, and he and his cousin were like brothers, but they had been separated for too long, and his longing for his relatives had disappeared decades before he traveled through time.
Seeing Yan Tangxue like this now, he must be touched, but not to the point of making him sad and cry.
After all, he has experienced too much in the other world and his heart is now as hard as iron.
"Aunt, why don't you put it together first, and I'll take you to find Lin Ce?" Yan Muhuai said to the piece of meat in front of him without changing his expression.
After the piece of meat had returned to its human form, Yan Muhuai asked the system in his mind, "Little system, do you have a name?"
Suddenly hearing that the new host wanted to know about it, the system immediately put away its fear and said excitedly: "Master host, my number is!"
Yan Muhuai said, "Okay, then I'll call you Thirty-Five from now on. Do you have any way to help me stand up? I'm too weak now to go on the mission, or we'll all die."
"Eh? Why do you call me Thirty-five? I originally had an exchange mall where I could exchange for some special medicines, but the previous host didn't get any points, and the mall hasn't been activated yet!" In other words, it's useless now.
After hearing this, Yan Muhuai didn't want to explain any more.
At this time, Yan Tangxue in front asked: "Mu Huai, do you really not need me to help you up?"
"Yes, but helping me may cost you a small price." He was a ghost cultivator in another world, and was called a crooked cultivator by the righteous. He practiced by absorbing the power of evil spirits.
He now needs to borrow a little bit of power from other ghosts to stand up, otherwise he will not be able to accept the merit that is delivered to his door.
Yan Tangxue had always treated Yan Muhuai as her own son, so she didn't care what the price had to be paid. She walked up to him, grabbed his arm, and pulled him up from the ground.
The moment her hand touched Yan Muhuai, her soul felt a tearing pain, and she couldn't help but raise her head and scream.
Thirty-five was so scared that he started screaming too.
Yan Muhuai was under double attack both inside and outside his brain, but after absorbing Yan Tangxue's power, he slowly stood up from the ground.
However, Yan Tangxue had just died, and her soul power was very weak. Just asking Yan Muhuai to stand up made her black hair turn pale and wrinkles appeared on her face.
After Yan Muhuai stood up, he quickly separated from Yan Tangxue.
"Cough cough cough..." Standing up from the ground was still too difficult for Yan Muhuai at the moment. After a series of coughs, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yan Tangxue was terrified watching from the side, "Oh! Mu Huai, what happened to you? Don't scare me, I'm going to die now, and I still count on you to take care of your brother in the future."
"It's okay!" Yan Muhuai wiped the blood from his mouth casually, and after checking that it wasn't stained on his clothes, he stumbled out, "Let's go find Lin Ce."
Thirty-five comforted Yan Muhuai in his mind, "Don't be afraid, Master Host. You only have one day left to live. Your internal organs are rapidly failing. Coughing and spitting out some blood are normal. As you live longer, your body will get better."
There was no need for the system to say anything about these things. Yan Muhuai had been in the other world for over a thousand years and had learned a little bit about everything. He knew the current condition of his body better than anyone else.
He looked like he was about to die, but as long as he had merit in his hands, he would not die even if he vomited all the blood.
Huaicheng is a remote small town, not very prosperous. The buildings along the road are retro and elegant, but its advantage lies in its beautiful scenery.
Yan Muhuai raised his hand to stop a taxi. As soon as he got in, the driver asked, "Are you going to the hospital?"
"No, let's go to an internet cafe." Yan Muhuai calmly said the name of an internet cafe under the shocked gaze of the driver.
Seeing his youthful face, the driver mistook him for a college student, so he spoke in the tone of an elder, "Young man, you look as pale as a ghost. Did you stay up all night? Don't go to the internet cafe now. Go home and get some sleep."
Yan Tangxue, the real ghost who had followed Yan Muhuai into the taxi, was sweating profusely after hearing what she said.
"I cough cough... I'm going to find someone, cough cough, to see him for the last time." Yan Muhuai coughed as if he was about to pass out, frightening the driver so much that he dared not say a word and stepped on the accelerator to speed up.
The driver was afraid that Yan Muhuai would die in the car, and he was also afraid that he would not be able to see the person he wanted to see.
The taxi drove quickly to the Internet cafe. After Yan Muhuai slowly got out of the car, the driver didn't even ask for the fare and stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
"Did he know that I don't have money to pay? This driver is quite enthusiastic." Yan Muhuai only realized that he had no money and his cell phone on him when he was halfway through the ride. He originally wanted to discuss with the driver to pay the debt first.
Thirty-five urged anxiously, "Master Host, that ghost ran away!"
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