Chapter 141 A Ghost Messenger Has Arrived! Master! A ghost messenger has come to collect souls!
Inside the Yunnan City Police Station, Shen Yuepo assisted the police officers in completing the statement.
She also asked the police to help notify Zhang Lin's parents and tell them the approximate location of Zhang Lin's remains.
The paper figures of the Lu siblings and Zhang Lin waited quietly in the nearby lounge.
After the statement was taken, night had already fallen.
Shen Yuepo declined the police's offer of food and lodging, put the three ghosts into the Reincarnation Ring, and headed to the nearest airport to catch the last flight to the capital.
The plane broke through the clouds and flew smoothly in the night sky.
Outside the porthole was the deep darkness of night, with only the occasional city lights flashing by.
Shen Yuepo leaned against the window, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the cold windowsill.
I wonder what Feng Jin is doing at this moment...
This thought popped up without warning, carrying a tenderness that even Shen Yuepo herself hadn't noticed.
When the plane landed smoothly at the capital airport, it was already late at night, and the airport was brightly lit.
Autumn has arrived before we knew it, and the night breeze brings a touch of coolness.
Shen Yuepo took a taxi back to her apartment in the city.
She lightly tapped the Reincarnation Ring, and Lu Ningshuang, Abao, and Zhang Lin instantly appeared in the living room.
The paper figure's form has been dispelled, restoring its transparent soul.
Shen Yuepo looked at the Lu siblings and said calmly, "You will have a day of free time tomorrow."
She took a wad of cash out of her bag and placed it on the table. “The capital is so prosperous now, it’s completely different from what it was a hundred years ago. If there’s anything you want to eat or see, go and try it, go and see it.”
She paused, then added, "Don't scare people, don't cause trouble."
Lu Ningshuang and Abao's eyes instantly lit up like stars.
To be able to walk openly and honestly in the world again for even a day is a luxury they never dared to dream of while trapped in time.
"Thank you, Master!" Lu Ningshuang's voice trembled with excitement as she pulled Abao to kneel down again.
"Get up, stop kneeling all the time." Shen Yuepo waved his hand and turned his gaze to Zhang Lin, who seemed somewhat silent to the side.
"Zhang Lin, do you want to leave a message for your parents in their dreams?"
Zhang Lin raised her head, a relieved smile on her face, and shook her head: "Master, thank you for your kindness... but, no thanks."
Her voice was soft, but firm: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if I see them, I won't be able to leave."
Shen Yuepo nodded: "Okay."
Zhang Lin smiled gratefully, then looked at Chen Yuepo cautiously, with a pleading expression:
"Master, can I wait for Sister Lu and A Bao together? We want to go to the Gates of Hell together, I'm scared to go alone."
She looked at the Lu siblings with a sense of kinship and shared suffering in her eyes.
Lu Ningshuang and Abao immediately looked at Shen Yuepo.
Shen Yuepo glanced at them and nodded, "Okay. The three of you can go out and have fun together tomorrow. I'll take you all home in the evening."
"Thank you, Master!" the three ghosts said in unison, their voices filled with gratitude.
In their final moments, the three ghosts refused to return to the cycle of reincarnation and sat in the living room, chattering away while watching television.
Shen Yuepo returned to her room, only to remember something else.
Li Yao.
She took out her phone and dialed Lin Yanxin's WeChat number.
The call connected quickly, and Lin Yanxin's languid voice came through: "Hello? Little Moon, why aren't you asleep yet at this hour?"
"It's me." Shen Yuepo got straight to the point. "How's Li Yao's soul being nurtured with you?"
"Oh, her?" Lin Yanxin seemed to perk up. "You can rest assured when Senior Brother handles things! He's very reliable!"
"Your soul is being nourished very well. I estimate that in another month or so, it will be completely stable and ready to be reincarnated. Don't worry!"
"Okay." Shen Yuepo was relieved.
"Hey, are you back from Black Wind Pass yet? When are you going to get me some help...?"
Before Lin Yanxin could finish speaking, Shen Yuepo had already hung up the phone.
Lin Yanxin: "..."
After ending the call, the phone screen remained on WeChat.
Shen Yuepo's gaze unconsciously fell on the name pinned to the top.
【The Poor Ghost of Fengdu】
The chat history stopped when she hung up Feng Jin's call at Black Wind Pass.
The screen below is blank, with no chat history.
Shen Yuepo's fingertip hovered over the screen, as if he wanted to tap it, or perhaps he wanted to type something.
In the end, she just stared at the name quietly, her brows furrowing involuntarily.
This person searches for so many dating guides every day, but not a single one teaches him to take the initiative to send messages to others?!
Shen Yuepo simply tossed her phone aside and went to the bathroom to wash up.
The next day.
Morning light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a warm shadow on the floor of Shen Yuepo's room.
She nestled in the soft blankets, sleeping soundly through the night without a single dream.
However, this tranquility did not last long.
"Waaaaah! Master! Help me—!"
"Ghost messengers! Master, ghost messengers have come to collect souls!"
"Sister, I'm scared! That bull's head is so big!"
The mournful wails and howls of ghosts were like demonic sounds, instantly waking Shen Yuepo from his dream.
She suddenly opened her eyes, her cool gaze carrying a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.
In the living room, Lu Ningshuang and Abao huddled together in a corner of the sofa, their bodies trembling like leaves.
Zhang Lin hid behind the curtains, only revealing half of her frightened face.
The source of all this chaos is awkwardly standing in the middle of the living room.
It was a burly figure, carrying a multi-tiered food box in one hand.
Bull Head used his other large, free hand to wave repeatedly towards the sofa and curtains, trying to soothe them, growling gruffly:
"Shh, be quiet! You'll scare the master into resting! I'm not here to take your souls!"
His voice was loud and clear, and even when he lowered it, it made the windows vibrate, which only made the three ghosts tremble even more.
Just then, there was a noise coming from the master bedroom door.
Niu Tou suddenly turned around and saw Shen Yuepo standing at the door, his embarrassment deepening.
"M-Sir, you're awake?"
He scratched the back of his head. "They've misunderstood! I'm here on the Emperor's orders to bring you breakfast."
He quickly handed the food box forward, as if presenting a treasure.
Shen Yuepo's gaze swept over the three terrified ghosts huddled together, then returned to the bull's head's large face, which seemed to say, "I'm an honest bull, I mean no harm."
She walked over and calmly extended her hand: "Thank you."
Niu Tou quickly placed the heavy food box in Shen Yuepo's hands.
He grinned sheepishly, "You're too kind, sir. The Emperor specifically instructed me to send over the best of the best!"
He paused, glanced at the three ghosts still huddled in the corner with his bull-like eyes, and added:
"The Emperor also said that you have guests here, and asked me to prepare more food."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuepo opened the food box and was almost blinded by the light.
It was filled with a dazzling array of items, and the quantity was astonishing.
Crystal shrimp dumplings, crab roe soup dumplings, and translucent osmanthus cake…
The three ghosts smelled an aroma that was a hundred times more tempting than yesterday's breakfast, and their fear was instantly defeated by their cravings.
Although they didn't dare get close to the bull's head, their eyes couldn't help but dart into the food box.
"Please enjoy your meal, my lord. I'll go back and report now." Niu Tou was afraid of frightening the three cowards again, and also afraid of delaying Shen Yuepo's meal.
Its enormous form flickered, transformed into a wisp of black smoke, and vanished in a flash.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com