After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 132 Roommate Complaints
When I came back from the underworld, it was already early morning.

Song Miaozhu consolidated what she had learned from the ghost masters in the evening and continued to make Yin paper clothes.

At the Ghost Shop now, Yin paper clothes are the main source of income, and several pieces have to be put on the shelves every day.

After dawn, Song Miaozhu went out.

She has classes tomorrow, and she made an appointment with Chen Yuanyuan to go back to the dormitory to pack her things today.

She had only taken some personal belongings home with her, and many things were left in the dormitory.

Although I don’t have any important items left, I still have to vacate the dormitory when I graduate.

Song Miaozhu brought a woven bag, ready to throw away everything that could be thrown away, and selected some things that she would need in the future or wanted to keep as souvenirs, put them in the woven bag, and send it back to Yuanshan Ancient Town by express delivery.

Chen Yuanyuan dragged a large suitcase, and there was only a quilt and a few sets of clothes in her dormitory.

On the way, Song Miaozhu was still telling her about the corpse burial case in the female dormitory of Lingcheng University, and reminded her not to be afraid when she opens her third eye and sees things that she cannot see normally. Ghosts are all transformed humans, and they are not evil spirits with deep resentment, and they can still communicate.

After hearing this, Chen Yuanyuan shivered as she looked at the dormitory building in the distance: "We live on the first floor too!"

"Don't worry! If there really were ghosts in our dormitory building, someone would have been sick long ago." Song Miaozhu said, "How could there be so many tragic cases of wrongful death? And it's still broad daylight!"

After entering the dormitory building, Chen Yuanyuan kept winking at her: "Is there anything? Is there anything?"

"No." Song Miaozhu said.

Chen Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, her hunched back finally straightening. She fished out her key and opened the dormitory door. "I haven't been back in a while, so the room must be covered in dust... Eh? Why is it so clean?"

"Are you back?" A head popped out from the bed on the right.

"Zhao Xiaorou? Why did you come back to live here?" Chen Yuanyuan asked in surprise.

Zhao Xiaorou started dating Zheng Ze, a male classmate of hers, in her freshman year. In her sophomore year, she moved off campus to share an apartment with her boyfriend and rarely returned to the dormitory.

Every time I come back, it’s...

Song Miaozhu and Chen Yuanyuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, she said angrily, "Zheng Gou and I broke up."

"Good division!" Chen Yuanyuan clapped her hands stiffly.

"Yes, it's a good separation! You should digest your emotions. We will pack up carefully and try not to disturb you." After Song Miaozhu said this, she immediately lowered her head and winked at Chen Yuanyuan.

The two of them immediately started packing up their things in a busy manner.

It’s not that they are indifferent, it’s just that this situation has happened no less than forty times in the past four years.

At first, Song Miaozhu and Chen Yuanyuan tried to comfort Zhao Xiaorou, but later she was really scared of the way their love life was, where they ignored other people when things were good, but tore through other people's troubles when things were bad. So she didn't really put her heart into comforting them, and she would try to avoid them whenever possible. Today, she accidentally ran into trouble again.

Zhao Xiaorou was used to them being like this, but she had been focusing on her love life for several years in college. She had spent all her energy on dating and everything with her boyfriend. She had no other friends and no one else who could listen to her worries. She sat on the bed and said to herself:
"I really want to break up this time... It was okay before, but now we're about to graduate, and he still hasn't thought about marrying me..."

Song Miaozhu and Chen Yuanyuan listened while quickly packing up their things.

After tidying up the things in the desk and wardrobe, I finally climbed onto the bed and made the quilt.

When Song Miaozhu rolled up the bedding, picked it up and turned around to throw it off the bed, her eyes swept across to Zhao Xiaorou's bed opposite. Her legs suddenly went limp and she knelt on the bed with a loud bang.

"Miaozhu, what's wrong with you?" Chen Yuanyuan, who was in the next bed, hurried over to help her: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Song Miaozhu lowered her head and said, "The quilt is too heavy. Can you help me lift it and let's take it away together!" "Okay!" Chen Yuanyuan said.

The two of them carried the bedding rolls together, walked out of the dormitory, and threw the things at the garbage station outside the dormitory building.

"Yuanyuan, go back and pack up quickly, and then leave quickly." Song Miaozhu said.

"Yeah!" Chen Yuanyuan nodded heavily. "Zhao Xiaorou in her heartbroken state is truly terrifying!"

Song Miaozhu didn't explain much.

After the two returned, they began to pack their things to move away.

Soon, everything was packed up. When Song Miaozhu and Chen Yuanyuan were preparing to escape from the dormitory, Zhao Xiaorou was still cursing Zheng Ze for how badly he treated her.

"Zhao Xiaorou, we're leaving first!" Chen Yuanyuan said.

Song Miaozhu thought that after moving out, their relationship as roommates was really over, and she added one more thing:

"Xiao Rou, a relationship that has caused you so much pain, it's actually a good thing to break up. Think more about everything and decide whether it's worth it. Zheng Ze is not a responsible person at all."

"Sometimes, he is actually quite nice..." Zhao Xiaorou said subconsciously.

"..." Song Miaozhu suddenly didn't want to say anything.

"Let's go!" Chen Yuanyuan quickly pulled her out and closed the dormitory door.

"Why are you saying this to her? You know that no matter how fierce their quarrel is, it's okay for her to scold Zheng Ze, but if we say anything bad about Zheng Ze, she will refute it!" said Chen Yuanyuan.

"How pitiful." Song Miaozhu sighed as he thought of what he had seen before.

"What's there to be pitied? It's all her own fault! Only she can figure this out herself. No matter what others say, it's useless." Chen Yuanyuan said:
What a nice girl she was when we first met! But unfortunately, she was a love-sick person and turned into this after falling in love!

Being in love is so scary, it’s better to be single!”

Song Miaozhu shook her head without saying anything. After leaving the dormitory building, she leaned over and whispered in her ear, "There are three infant spirits in her bed. She's lost at least three children..."

Chen Yuanyuan's grip loosened, and the suitcase rolled down the slope. "Zheng Ze is such a piece of shit! Zhao Xiaorou... ugh!"

After recovering the suitcase, the two of them remained silent all the way back to the apartment. Only after returning to her apartment did Chen Yuanyuan finally come to her senses. "What does the infant spirit look like? Will it harm Zhao Xiaorou?"

Although they had an average relationship with Zhao Xiaorou, they didn't want anything to happen to her.

"I don't know either." Song Miaozhu said: "At present, it seems that the Yin energy of the infant spirit has not harmed Zhao Xiaorou, and there is nothing wrong with Zhao Xiaorou.

The relationship between the infant spirit and the mother is quite subtle. Some infant spirits can even protect their mothers.

Moreover, infant spirits and children are generally ignorant and difficult to communicate with.

Even if I could see them, I wouldn't be able to drive them away unless I killed them with my spiritual power.

But they are just resentful because they were not born smoothly and are unwilling to leave. If I scare them to death, I will be the one who is in trouble.

The underworld will definitely have to remember me.

This matter is difficult to manage!"

(End of this chapter)