My girlfriend is a goddess

  What's happening before my eyes is beyond my comprehension. I can only describe it as being possessed by evil spirits.

  He Dong seemed to have sensed me and turned his head towards me.

  I hastily shrunk my body and hid behind a nearby pile of rocks, but couldn't help peeking out to take a look.

  It's okay, He Dong just took a glance and turned his head back, humming a tune as he finished airing the bloody clothes. Then, from the large basin, he picked up a long, pointed object.

  At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up, making me feel chilly all over. The dark clouds in the sky were also blown away, and the moonlight became brighter.

  Under the moonlight, He Dong's hand was holding a sharp surgical knife!

  He Dong measured his own right hand and suddenly cut it off with a knife.

  Those who understand some medical knowledge know that surgical knives should be one of the sharpest tools in the world.

  With this knife down, only a faint sound was heard, and a thick layer of skin and flesh was cut off, bringing with it a stream of blood.

  He Dong not only didn't feel any pain, but instead nodded his head, looking quite satisfied with the knife. Then came a few more swishes of the knife, cutting away several layers of skin and flesh, even sticking to the bone fragments.

  His originally sturdy arm suddenly became slender and revealed a curve like that of a woman's arm, but it was constantly flowing with blood, extremely terrifying.

  I clamped my hand over my mouth, afraid of shouting out loud, but in the end I wet my pants.

  I couldn't help but think of Yang Jie and Luo Hong's deaths again.

  Is He Dong also having plastic surgery for himself?

  Just thinking about it, I couldn't help but pee again.

  He Dong seemed to have sensed my presence again, paused for a moment, and then a strange, evil smile spread across his face. Holding the scalpel, he took a few steps forward, and his figure disappeared into the sea of bloody sheets and clothes.

  I let out a gentle sigh, hesitating in my heart, whether to continue hiding here or make a run for it.

  Both options are risky, hiding may be hit by He Dong, and running away may also be hit by He Dong.

  I thought for a moment and gritted my teeth: rather than waiting to die here, I'd better escape.

  He patted his body and found that his grandfather's mobile phone was still there, a scalpel was also still there, but the other one was gone.

  The surgical knife in He Dong's hand is probably mine!

  I didn't expect that I would indirectly harm He Dong.

  My mood is quite complicated!

  Luckily there was a thick branch next to me, I quickly picked it up and also picked up a stone in my hand.

  With two more weapons in hand, I calmed down a bit.

  Suddenly there was a commotion behind me, as if someone had come up from behind.

  "Who?"

  I let out a loud cry, also to boost my own courage, but my voice was clearly trembling.

  She turned around and saw a slender figure wearing a dress, with a smiling face, but her whole body was covered in blood.

  It's actually Luo Hong!

  How is it possible?

  I rubbed my eyes hard and looked again, and the figure became tall, sturdy and majestic, it was He Dong!

  I only saw one of his hands covered in blood and flesh, the other hand holding a surgical knife, the tip pointing at me, with a sinister smile on his face, saying in a hoarse voice: "You... you also want to... have plastic surgery..."

  Suddenly woke up, I have indeed gained a lot of weight during this period. Probably due to excessive drinking.

  My mother let out a loud cry and turned around to run.

  The moonlight on the mountain was gray and white, I could only see the rough outline of the surroundings, but I still ran down the mountain with all my might.

  At this time, my brain was still keeping a thread of clarity, knowing that the trees at the foot of the mountain were very dense and a good place to hide.

  But as I ran, I was tripped by a wild wisteria vine and rolled down the mountain with a loud rumbling sound, finally hitting a large tree with great force, and my eyes went black as I fainted.

  When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying near a building with brilliant lights.

  The building is three stories high, with a resplendent and luxurious appearance. A golden sign hangs at the entrance: Jiuying Beauty and Cosmetic Center.

  It's another beauty hospital!

  What surprised me even more was that a song from "The Songstress of the Wasteland" came on. The old familiar melody had a hint of eerie and evil atmosphere to it.

  The Songstress of the Haunted Isle!

  Is this hospital a branch of Lire's? But I've never heard of it.

  Moreover, the hospital's rear mountain park is a place I often visit when I have nothing to do, and I've never seen such a beauty salon here before.

  It's clear that the hospital is doing a thriving business, still open at night. Through the window, you can see people moving around and hear the sound of noise coming out.

  There are seven or eight locust trees with trunks as thick as a man's hug around the hospital, their branches and leaves crisscrossing each other, dense like a giant umbrella, completely covering the big hotel, even the outside light can't shine in.

  What kind of beauty salon is this? Business is so good?

  I couldn't help but satisfy my strong curiosity, so I got up and went to the hospital next door to take a look.

  As soon as I arrived at the hospital entrance, my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

  The entrance was packed with all sorts of luxury cars, including Maserati, Ferrari, Land Rover, Bentley and so on. That's not the problem, the issue is that these luxury cars were all made of paper, looking like enlarged versions of the paper cars burned for ancestors during Qingming Festival.

  Some dignitaries with luxurious attire got off the car, each with a majestic bearing. This is no big deal.

  The problem is that none of these people are intact, some have rotting flesh falling off, blood and flesh exposed, some even reveal white bones, and others are charred black, with only a layer of black skin sticking to the skeleton, looking like a burnt corpse...

  I was so scared that I covered my mouth with all my might, not letting myself scream out loud.

  I know I've run into ghosts, and I mustn't disturb them, or else the consequences will be unthinkable.

  "Suhai, I knew you'd come down to find me! That's great..."

  Suddenly, a hoarse and cold voice sounded behind me.

  This sound was like fingernails scratching a painted wooden board, making my scalp numb and almost exploding.

  Then came the sound of high heels, a slender and elegant figure appeared before me.

  Looking at her face, it was actually Luo Hong!

  She was slender and tall, wearing a pale green dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure. However, her face was deathly pale, with eyes as large as eggs, the whites taking up most of the space, leaving only a small greyish-black pupil in the center. The corners of her eyes were stained with blood. White maggots crawled in and out of her nostrils.

  "Ahh! Help... me..."

  I was so scared that my soul almost left my body, and with all my might, I let out a blood-curdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

  "Ka ka——I'm a ghost, no doubt about it, but aren't you dead now too?"

  Lu Hong let out a sinister, hoarse laugh. He laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth split open, all the way to the bottom of his ears, revealing two rows of white, ghostly teeth.

  I was so scared that I shook all over like a sieve, and then everything went black as I fainted again.

  When I woke up again, I had no choice but to accept the fact that I was already dead and had come to the underworld.

  Lu Hong said that I had just died, and the residual yang energy in my body was still very strong, which would be rejected by other ghosts. So she forced me to drink a large cup of black sticky liquid.

  This mucus doesn't know what it is, tastes similar to melted candle wax, with a faint earthy smell.

  As soon as I drank it down, I felt that my memories of things in the world of the living became much more vague, and I adapted to the environment of the underworld a bit better. I increasingly accepted the fact that I was a ghost.

  Then Luo Hong took me into a beauty salon for an interview.

  She is also the chief surgeon of this Nine Underworld Plastic Surgery and Beauty Center.

  Under her care, I also came here to work and became a chief surgeon as soon as I entered, which is more powerful than when I was in the mortal world.

  Before I died, I was a mediocre student at a second-rate medical school, with no special skills to speak of, and hadn't even performed a major surgery.

  But after arriving in the underworld, my job was a large-scale plastic surgery, and the customers were all kinds of dead people.

  At first, I was surrounded by all sorts of corpses and stench, and I couldn't help but vomit repeatedly. But once I thought that I myself was already a dead person, I gradually got used to it.

  Doing plastic surgery on dead people is actually quite simple, which part needs to lose weight, cut a few knives and that's it; which part needs to be lifted, pad the block of dead flesh in, and then sew it up. Then apply some fragrant powder to make the surgical site smooth and flat. The dead guys are all very satisfied.

  Was I also operated on like this when I was a customer at Lirik Plastic Surgery before?

  That day, I performed plastic surgery on dozens of dead people in a row.

  After sending out the last customer from the operating room, he finally let out a satisfied sigh and picked up a large cup of cool water, taking a big gulp.