Chapter 1: The Strange Occurrence on Guard Spirit Night

  That dog's blood was so smelly and pungent, on a hot day it suddenly splashed onto me, I almost died of fright!

  And Zhang's wife, who splashed dog blood on me, stood at the door with a basin and scolded loudly.

  "Officer Xiao Xian, you little dead girl, when you were alive you came to collect debts, now that you're dead you want to come and collect lives? Get out! Go reincarnate with your dead grandmother and don't bother me again..."

  I furiously wiped a face of dog blood, only then could I see clearly Zhang's aunt that despicable face.

  It was also at this moment that I finally understood why Wang's grandmother hit me with a broom earlier, and more clearly grasped the profound meaning behind Bao San's smirk as he stood under the tree.

  Damn it, I knew it long ago, others thought I was a fake resurrection!

  I suddenly disappeared that night and lay in the inn for three days without a breath, I don't know how many people saw my corpse, but someone must have seen it and spread the word.

  At this moment, the people in the town probably thought I had gone to heaven, and suddenly saw me swaggering on the street, it would be strange if they weren't scared.

  How hateful this An is, clearly knowing everything but not mentioning a word, at least let me, the aunt, arm myself and safely return home, it's not too late to slowly explain to dad!

  Now I'm covered in dog's blood, and I'd like to chop him and my stepmother together!

  My dad also heard the noise and rushed out of the house, recognizing me at a glance with an expression that was both surprised and delighted.

  "Cui Lan, what are you doing? This is a little fairy, a living little fairy!" He shouted Zhang's name and pulled her aside.

  Zhang Yi refused to give up, pulling her voice again and scolding: "Guan Wanshan, have you gone mad? That night when they brought her down from the mountain, she was already dead, her face was green, how could she still be alive? It's more likely to see a ghost!"

  "Shut up! One more word and get out of here!" My dad was really angry, his face red with rage as he pushed Aunt Zhang aside.

  Zhang's aunt was stunned, this is probably the first time my dad yelled at her like that since their last divorce dispute.

  She looked over again and saw that I was still standing unscathed after being splashed with dog blood, and suddenly became suspicious.

  "Zhang Auntie must have been really enthusiastic and put in a lot of effort to prepare such a big gift!" I gritted my teeth and spoke with a tense mouth. If it weren't for the sake of my dad's face, I would have really wanted to fight this woman!

  Just as the commotion on this side had begun, Shi Bao walked over like a banner, possibly because of my bloody clothes, he deliberately kept his distance from me, even covering his nose with his hand to block out the smell. I saw it all and could only feel both angry and annoyed.

  He changed his icy demeanor at this moment, made a very dignified and elegant gesture, and said to my dad: "Officer Ba, I have safely returned your daughter as promised!"

  My dad nodded gratefully at him and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull his arm, inviting him home.

  "Mr. Shu is our family's benefactor, I'm really grateful. It's hot outside, come in and sit down." As he spoke, my dad looked at me and said: "Xiao Xian, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and go wash yourself clean, don't let Mr. Shu see you like this."

  I stood there in a daze, it seemed like my dad already knew what had happened to me and had made some kind of arrangement with this guy surnamed Shu.

  Suddenly, I had a feeling of being sold out.

  Look at Zhang Yi again, she should be completely unaware of anything, otherwise she wouldn't have prepared such a large bowl of dog blood so early.

  Poor dog, don't know whose it is, suffered this calamity, but no need to think, all know it's because I died.

  I saw my dad inviting Bao An to the main room, treating him with good tea and hospitality. I was feeling depressed and took several large buckets of water into the toilet to flush.

  In this rural area, the old house didn't have a water heater, everything was manual, and washing off this body of bloody clothes really took some effort.

  I was standing outside the toilet, in front of the door, separated by a plastic curtain. The sunlight shone through the gap under the door and made the plastic curtain very transparent.

  At first I didn't pay much attention, but after washing and getting ready to put on clothes, I suddenly saw a black shadow standing behind the curtain.