Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Chapter 45 Soul Ferry
What a terrifying face this is!
The skin from the face to the neck was ripped apart in twisted folds.

The eyes and nose didn't seem to be where they should be. The eyelids are everted, and the lower lids of a pair of eyes are exposed, revealing white flesh.

The nose was gone, replaced by a sarcoma of indeterminate nature.

Bright red skin, large and small sarcoma all over the face, in short, there is no good meat on the face and neck.

There are not many hairs on his head, only a few strands of hair growing on the few intact skin.

All that remained were mottled scars and bright red sores.

This is a severely burned person...

Seeing that I didn't speak for a while, he seemed to be taken aback by his appearance.

So he put on his hat embarrassingly:

"Sorry for scaring you!"

I felt a little rude, so I quickly said, "No!"

"It turns out that you don't know me, and you don't know what I look like, so how do you know my name?"

He lowered his head and asked me in a low voice.

I was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"I am... I am Zhang Shumei's friend!"

"Oh? Then how did you find this place? She asked you to come here?"

When he heard Zhang Shumei's name, he seemed to tremble slightly.

"I..." I was thinking about how to answer, but I couldn't say, well, I'm here to collect your soul, you're about to die.

Or, Zhang Shumei is a monster, that's why I found her home and planned to hide here to deal with her.

I was a little overwhelmed, I kept pinching a rose next to me, and I didn't know that the sharp thorns stuck into my fingers.

"Did she do something wrong? Just tell me the truth! As a dead person, I can't see through anything."

He whispered something, and then came and opened the garden gate:

"Please come in!"

I was a little suspicious, but followed him into the garden.

"You know what Zhang Shumei did? Who are you?"

I walked into the garden and looked at this beautiful garden casually.

Such a beautiful garden, but from the hands of such an ugly man.

What the hell happened to him?
He picked up the jug again himself, walked slowly to the sink, filled it up, and began watering his flowers again.

"This garden is so beautiful..." In order to break the dull atmosphere, I gave a word of praise from the bottom of my heart.

He ignored me, as if what I said, what I watched, or what I did had nothing to do with him.

"20 years... I have been here for more than [-] years! I should have died a long time ago, but I have been a living dead here for more than [-] years!"

……

He was talking to himself, and I seemed to feel the emotions he had suppressed for decades.

He is trying to restrain himself, he concentrates on pruning the branches and taking care of those beautiful roses, just to suppress his uncontrollable sadness.

He was shaking and pruning by himself.

There was no sound in the garden, only the occasional chirping of birds and the screeching of scissors.

Like an old man who knew he was about to die, he finally waited for someone he could narrate, and began to entrust me with those dusty past events:
"I am Zhang Shumei's lover! We have been married for 30 years."

"what……"

I seemed to be thrown into a vortex for a moment, and no matter how I tried to pull away, I couldn't move my hands and feet.

"You're talking about Miss Zhang Shumei, the owner of the Allie Center??" I asked cautiously.

"Miss? Heh... it should be now!"

He was silent for a moment!
"Are you from the Public Security Bureau?"

"No, I'm actually from the funeral home..."

I seem to feel a little inhumane about lying to someone who is about to open up and confide in you!
What's more, I'm still his soul ferryman.

This person was already dead when collecting souls before, and this is the first time I have faced a person who is about to die.

I also seem to have a sense of awe of death.

"The undertaker? . . . she died?"

He turned his head to look at me, although I couldn't see his gaze, but I could feel the question from the exposed eyeballs in the bloody red and white eye sockets.

"No, how is she?"

I don't know how to explain how I got here, so I'll have to say no more.

He was relieved when he heard me say that Zhang Shu was fine.

"That's good...you're not from the Public Security Bureau, and she's fine! So? Are you here to take my life?"

He suddenly realized something, and the scissors in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

He looked at me again, shaking his hands, "You are..."

He pointed at me tremblingly, "You are, you are... you are here to take my life!"

He slumped down on a stone bench in the garden and didn't recover for a long time.

I have been staring at him silently, I am indeed here to take his life, but how can I answer him directly about this matter?

"Is Zhang Shumei Mrs. Huapi?" I slowly spit out the words "Mrs. Huapi".

I concluded that the man in front of me must know something.

But he has been guarding this secret, or he is bearing the huge pain alone.

"what……"

He burst into tears.

"You know, you know everything! I knew that one day, you would come and take our lives.

I told her, don't do those outrageous things because of me, but she just won't listen, she just won't listen...

woo woo woo...

She won't listen!She was already crazy in the end, and now she is no longer human.

I am not alone anymore, I am not human anymore, am I human or not, how can I still live in this world like this.

... Woohoo! "

His whole body was shaking violently.

I watched him cry silently, because I didn't know how to comfort him.

The scent of roses floating in the wind revealed a trace of sadness, and the surrounding sky began to gradually dim.

When the last rays of the setting sun sank into the sky, this person shivering in the wind still hasn't come out of his memories.

He cried for a long time before standing up again, as if he had calmed down.

Trembling into the house...

"Come in!"

He glanced at me as if he had made up his mind to allow me, his taker, into the house.

I've become a god of death...

I took a deep breath. Today, I am destined to witness a journey from life to death...

I walked into the house, and the furnishings in the house were retro and warm, with a feeling of the 80s and [-]s.

The old yellow photos of the room hung all over the wall.

What kind of two good-looking people are those...

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