My girlfriend is a goddess

  At first, I found this corpse water stinky and filthy, hard to swallow.

  But everyone in the underworld drinks these, if you don't drink them you'll die of thirst, so they pinch their noses and force themselves to gulp it down. What else can the dead drink? Later on, they gradually got used to it.

  "A Hai, you're doing a great job, customers all praise your good skills."

  The director appeared behind me at some point, patting my shoulder with his left hand that had rotted to reveal white bones: "Do a good job and I'll raise your salary next month."

  The dean's name was also Luo Ming, tall and slightly chubby, with a smile on his face. However, due to a car accident before his death, there was always a large patch of dry black bloodstains on his body, and the front of his head had been flattened by the car door, with dark brain fluid sloshing around, which would spill out if touched lightly.

  I said thank you, took off the white coat, punched in on the time clock, walked out of the hospital through a small door and onto an open space, letting out a long sigh.

  It's been over three months since I descended into the underworld, and I've finally come to fully accept that I'm a dead person. On top of that, I've even landed a pretty decent job.

  I didn't go back immediately because I was waiting for someone - my girlfriend in the underworld, Luo Hong.

  Before long, a slender and elegant figure walked towards me, her high-heeled wooden shoes clicking on the ground, making a loud knocking sound.

  It's exactly my girlfriend Luo Hong.

  When I first came from the world of the living, I thought she was terrifyingly unusual, like a female ghost. Later on, I found out that in the underworld, she's considered to be a top-notch beauty. And besides, she's originally a ghost anyway.

  She walked with her feet raised high. This was nothing unusual; dead people always walk that way.

  "Suhai, where shall we go next?"

  Luohong ran over in three strides, her face smeared with rotting flesh and pus, and stuck it to my chest, asking me in a shrill voice.

  I stretched out my salty pig hand and touched her towering icy chest, just wanting to respond to her, why don't we go to the tree thicket in the back mountain to play our usual game.

  I and Luo Hong are in a passionate love affair, the trees on the hill behind our house bear the scars of our battles.

  Her purple-black lips pecked at my face and suddenly said: "Damn it, I already...already have..."

  "What...what?"

  I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine.

  Having a girlfriend in the underworld is no big deal, but making a female ghost pregnant? If this were to happen in the world of the living, it would be enough to scare someone's heart into bursting.

  But then I thought, since I'm already a dead man, having a beautiful wife in the underworld and giving birth to an adorable little ghost isn't so bad, is it? Why bother about what people in the world of the living think?

  Since we have it, let's make the most of it while your belly is still small, let's go crazy.

  I smiled and pinched Luo Hong's chest.

  "Die together!"

  Lu Hongjiao pouted and threw herself into my arms, full of sweetness.

  Drip... Drip... Drip...

  Just then, the phone hanging around my neck rang.

  My whole body shook violently, and the entire dead person was no longer good.

  This mobile phone is the oldest Nokia, the legendary walnut-cracking machine, only three fingers wide.

  Although the model is old, it was given by my grandfather in the mortal world and was also opened by a master, and it is the only relic I brought from the mortal world. So I've always been reluctant to throw it away.

  This phone seems to have a mysterious power that keeps my mind clear. Although I've adapted to life in the underworld, I still can't completely forget about life in the world above.

  Logically speaking, yin and yang are separated, humans and ghosts take different paths, and they can't communicate. Moreover, my phone has been out of battery for a long time, and it's impossible to charge it in the underworld.

  So who made this call?

  My hands and feet were trembling as I took out my phone. To my surprise, the screen was lit up, displaying my grandfather's number. I answered it instinctively.

  "A Hai, I've been looking for you for two or three months, where have you run off to?"

  On the phone, Grandpa's voice was hoarse and thick, but it carried a strong and heroic masculine energy, like a slap in the face, buzzing and shaking my head!

  In my mind, a thread of black evil energy was immediately shaken out by my grandfather's voice.

  These black auras are like leeches, wrapping around me and trying to burrow into my body.

  "A Hai, no matter where you are or who you're facing, remember not to lose your phone!"

  His grandfather's voice turned into a scorching sound wave, rumbling loudly, the dark energy was shaken and whistled, drifting away with the wind.

  My mind has become incredibly clear!

  "I'm not dead yet! I'm still a living person!"

  It's as if something sticky had been stuck in my head all along, restricting my thinking ability.

  Now this paste has turned into a black gas and dispersed, I immediately recovered my normal thinking.

  "I'm a living person, why am I living like a dead one?"

  It turns out I didn't die after all, no wonder there are no wounds on my body and none of my parts are missing!

  "It seems I've been bewitched!"

  My mind was clearer than ever before, and an idea suddenly sprang up in my heart.

  Whoa!

  As soon as this thought was born, the scene in front of me changed greatly. The beauty salon with glittering gold coins disappeared, and my ghost girlfriend Luo Hong also disappeared.

  The wild grass under my feet is lush and has grown to knee height, surrounded by seven or eight large pagoda trees with trunks as thick as a hug, their branches and leaves crisscrossing each other, dense like a giant umbrella, looking gloomy and eerie, with a chilling atmosphere that presses in on people.

  "A Hai, I'm using magic to communicate with you now. My magic is almost depleted and I won't be able to say much more. Remember to hold onto your phone tightly, no matter what happens, don't lose it!"

  Then, my grandfather hung up the phone.

  It was around 3 or 4 in the dead of night, and everything around was pitch black. Only the outlines of the big trees could be seen. There wasn't a single sound coming from the woods, it was as if the whole world had fallen into a deep sleep.

  I couldn't tell east from west, north from south, I just remembered what my grandfather said, tightly grasping the phone, and feeling my way through the big locust tree.

  In this environment, my little heart was jumping irregularly, but I didn't lose my mind. Instead, relying on my own feelings, I used my hands to push aside the branches that blocked my way and slowly explored the road.

  Somehow, I feel a bit heavy on my back and a little chilly, as if I'm carrying something.

  But I was in a hurry to find a way out and didn't put it in my heart.

  I walked for almost half an hour, but all around me were still branches and leaves, and I still hadn't left this grove of locust trees.

  Gradually, the sky seemed to brighten up a bit, and the surroundings finally lit up a bit, and I could finally see the rough outline of my surroundings. Everywhere was covered with branches and leaves of locust trees. Deep in the leaves, something seemed to be hiding, peering at me, and my heart skipped a beat, almost jumping out of my chest cavity.

  I took a deep breath, suppressing the eerie feeling, and looked around my surroundings. Suddenly, I noticed a direction where a bright light flashed, like the headlights of a car shining from a very distant place.

  I was overjoyed and immediately ran towards the bright light, taking deep and shallow steps as I went.

  "Damn it, what's the hurry? Where are you taking me..."

  Suddenly, a hoarse and cold voice sounded behind me.

  I felt like my scalp was going to explode, my whole body was trembling violently, and I couldn't move my hands or feet.

  Right after that, a cold and sticky object came from behind, closely sticking onto my face.

  I took a closer look and it was actually a face with all sorts of strange features!

  Although the light is dim, this face is close at hand, and I can still see it clearly.

  The entire face is divided into four parts.

  The upper half of her face is soft and gentle, with a hint of charm. The left half of her face is Yang Ying's face, and the right half of her face is Luo Hong's face!

  The lower half of his face was masculine, the left half was He Dong's face, and the right half was a blurry white, like a piece of paper pasted on.

  Three halves of a face are all different, abrupt and strange, but they fit together seamlessly, without any visible signs of adhesion, as if born that way.

  "Damn ghost, don't go! You stay in the Nine Hells for another month, until your yang energy is completely dissipated. Then, Dean Luo can help us four merge our faces together to form the most perfect face in the world."

  The voice simultaneously revealed the accents of three people, hoarse and gloomy.

  Now I don't know what to call this face either, maybe it should be called Ying Hong Dong.

  No wonder I've been feeling a bit heavy and chilly on my back all along.

  It turns out I've been walking with Qinghong Dong all along!

  And Yinghong Dong also called me a dead ghost.

  It turns out that Ying Hong Dong has been disguising himself as Luo Hong in the underworld to confuse me.

  "Help!"

  Thinking of what happened between me and "Luo Hong" in the underworld, my heart almost stopped beating, I nearly fainted, both feet were cold and stiff, unable to take a step.