I use ghosts as cash machines

Chapter 17 What?Can make money! !

The gray-green sky began to turn red, and even the air seemed to be covered with a layer of red mist.

The dark red color filled my dreams.

It's like the color of blood.It even smelled of blood, stimulating my sense of smell.

Whose blood is this?

Distorted faces appeared in front of me one by one, those of He Feifei, those of Luo Zhou, those of bystanders...

They all had scarlet eyes, but with weird smiles on their faces, they all looked at me.

The only things that stood out in the blood were the sharp white teeth and the brightly moving lips, as if they were about to rush over and gnaw at my flesh and blood, completely leaving me in this place.

"Jingle Bell……"

The alarm clock rang, the blood color faded, and my eyes returned to clarity.

Only the cold moonlight shines into my bedroom.

Surprisingly, this time the little female ghost was not in my bedroom.

I turned on my phone and looked at the time, 1:30 am.

In the moonlight, I pushed open the bedroom door. The little girl was sitting on the sofa, still looking at the cold bowl of fried rice on the coffee table.

His back was turned to me and his face could not be seen clearly.

He is also a poor child.

The viciousness of the perpetrator, the gossip of bystanders, and the indifference of teachers and parents have all become the strongest ropes.

In the end, she chose to put the rope around her head and ended her life.

fool.

If it is a weapon, it should be used to protect yourself, not to harm yourself.

The little female ghost seemed to feel someone coming out of the bedroom and slowly turned her head.

Two bloody tears slowly flowed from her eyes, leaving two dark red marks on her face.

There was a "ho ho" sound in his throat that sounded like he was about to be suffocated.

It made me grin.

I grinned when I heard that.

The little female ghost suddenly appeared in front of me, and my eyes met her strangely bloody eyes at close range.

The corners of her mouth slowly raised upwards, revealing her white teeth, which were dazzling in the moonlight.

Get closer slowly...

I closed my eyes in disgust.

Can't these ghosts talk properly?I have never hurt you, why are you trying so hard to scare me?
I cursed secretly in my mind.

He immediately began to think about the fact that his family owed a loan shark of 100 million.

I opened my eyes again with resentment. The little female ghost was still approaching, almost face to face with me.

I reach out——

He grabbed her neck.

Carry her a little further.

Really useful.

As long as I think about the money I owe, my resentment is much heavier than this.

The little female ghost's eyes widened, and the weird and scary smile on her face disappeared, and she stammered: "You...you...you..."

"What are you doing? While I can talk properly, quickly turn me into a normal person!" "Ahem, okay..."

The little female ghost turned around, and when she turned around again, she became the timid high school student with low self-esteem.

I turned on the light and sat on the sofa with her, talking to ourselves.

Me: "Did you hang yourself after He Feifei exposed your confession?"

Little female ghost: "Why can you touch me? But I can't touch you?"

Me: "Why do others have horrible nightmares and stuff, but in my dreams you showed me your memories completely?"

Little female ghost: "Why can you touch me?"

Me: "So you're taking all your grievances and grievances out of revenge on the people living in this house?"

Little female ghost: "So why can you touch me?"

Me: "Is this the only thing you can say?"

Little female ghost: "No. I'm just curious about why you can touch me. Are you a ghost hunter?"

I took a deep breath, knowing that if I didn't answer her question, she wouldn't answer mine either.So I had to say:
"What is a ghost hunter? I don't know, and I'm also curious about why I can touch you. But if possible, I would rather not see or touch you.

Just like you, you wouldn't want to suffer this fucking fate if you could help it. "

The little ghost girl turned her head and stared at the fried rice on the coffee table, wondering what she was thinking.

I tentatively said, "So... can you answer the question I just asked?"

"Because of this incident, I was invited to ask the parents. When my parents heard about this incident, they were furious and beat me severely. They said that I was embarrassing to them and that I was shameless to boys..." My grades were so low but I still didn't study hard and didn't seek to make progress. At that time, I felt that living in this world was meaningless, and no one liked me anyway."

That's why I feel discouraged, that's why I don't want to face it, and I try to use death to escape from all these difficult things to deal with.

I became even more curious: "The souls that linger in the land of death after death are all because of obsessions. Since you have no obsession with the world, why don't you obey the call of the underworld and reincarnate again?"

Little female ghost: "I, I don't know either. In fact... after I kicked off the stool, the rope strangled my neck deeply. I suddenly felt a sense of suffocation and my consciousness gradually blurred. I still felt a little regretful... …”

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world. Everyone has to pay the price for their choices.

Me: "Then what did you want to do most when you were suffocating?"

The little female ghost was silent for a while, then shook her head.

"Then think about it carefully, what is your purpose when you harass the people who live here?"

The little female ghost then shook her head.

I was a little helpless: "Why don't I ask you this? I heard that people who lived here before would have almost similar dreams. Either they killed the people around them one by one in the dream, or they were ignored by the people around them. Stop driving to die.

In fact, I can probably understand what these two dreams mean.You are telling them that you were driven to death by the people around you and that you failed to retaliate against them in reality, but your resentment will not fade with death.

So your obsession is to let those who have hurt you..."

Before I finished speaking, the little girl ghost who had always said "I don't know" retorted: "No."

I was surprised: "Huh? Why are you so sure?"

Little female ghost: "Because a ghost hunter once wanted to save me and go to the underworld. He taught everyone who had bullied me a lesson. But in the end, he found that I still couldn't cross the barrier of the ghost gate. That barrier, People with deep obsessions cannot overcome them.”

I was surprised again: "Ghost hunter? There really are such people in this world!"

The little female ghost nodded: "He said that he is the one who solves the obsession of the undead that remain in the world. If he can successfully help me get through hell, he will get wealth."

My eyes widened:! ! ! !
rich?I don’t know about such a good thing?
I take back what I said before about regretting having the ability to see ghosts.

I also take back my bullshit about not wanting the ability to catch ghosts.

Hehe, but where can I get the money?
The little female ghost looked at the increasingly obvious smile on my face, obviously a little confused.

I smiled the sweetest smile I had since I woke up from a coma: "I'm here to help you end your obsession and get through hell!"

(End of this chapter)