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Chapter 1 The Goddess's Pillow Technique

"You mean, he was a womanizer and lewd man who frequented brothels and even managed to get those courtesans to give him money?"

"Correct."

"What price would it cost to buy his soul?"

"Fifty-seven thousand coins!"

"Wow!! Why is it so expensive?"

"There's a reason why something is expensive. This lecherous scoundrel, I wonder how many pleasures other dead souls can't provide in the dream world derived from his memories..."

A few abrupt female voices woke Meng Bai up. He turned over, clicked his tongue in annoyance, and decided to cover his head and go back to sleep.

But the next second,
He suddenly realized that the place he was lying in was very strange.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

It was pitch black in all directions.

He reached out to turn on a light, but all he could touch was the texture of wooden walls, completely different from the brick and concrete walls of his living quarters.

The lingering sleepiness completely vanished at that moment.

Meng Bai quickly sat up and began fumbling for his phone in the dark.

Before he could find his phone, a sliver of light suddenly shone in from the ceiling diagonally above, causing him to instinctively turn his head and squint, then reach out to shield his forehead.

However, his squinting eyes soon widened and became wider.

The ceiling had been completely ripped open by something.

then,

A massive, pearly-white snake head, resembling the cab of a semi-trailer, peered upwards. A pair of clear, azure snake eyes stared directly at him.

Senseless.

Meng Bai sat there as if petrified, staring blankly up at the snake's head.

After staring for what seemed like a few seconds, he finally realized what was happening, jumped up, and scrambled to his feet, trying to escape.

But this room didn't even have a window, let alone a door.

After wandering around aimlessly like a headless fly, he could only lean against the corner of the wall, panting heavily as he stared at the snake's head.

Just then, a gentle female voice drifted from outside the wooden house: "Don't frighten him."

Upon hearing this, the giant white snake turned its head to look outside and spoke in a clear and melodious girlish voice, "I didn't do anything. He's just scaring himself."

After saying that, it turned its head and looked at Meng Bai, saying, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Meng Bai didn't reply. He just looked around at his surroundings—he saw that all four sides were made of wood, and the floor was also made of wood, like a closed wooden house.

"Sister, he seems to be an idiot." Seeing that Meng Bai didn't speak, the giant snake couldn't help but shout out to the outside again.

Upon hearing this, Meng Bai's gaze returned to the giant snake's head.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally forced himself to remain calm and asked, "May I ask where I am?"

"You can talk?" The giant snake did not answer his question.

Instead, the woman outside, whose voice could only be heard but not seen, replied: "He Gu Heavenly Realm, Purple Lotus Divine Island."

"The Celestial Realm?" Meng Bai could hardly believe his ears. Was he dreaming or had he traveled through time?

Just then, he suddenly realized that his hands were semi-transparent; looking down, he saw that his body and legs were also semi-transparent!
"I...this is what I am?"

"You are dead, and now you are a wandering spirit." The White Snake explained quite bluntly, without any humanistic tact.

Meng Bai was so shocked by the news that he almost lost his footing.

He couldn't understand how he could have died when he had just graduated in June, at such a young age, without any illness or disease.

Could it be because he works the night shift at the live streaming company every day?

and many more.

Shouldn't the dead go to the underworld?
How did I end up in the sky?
Is it possible...

To be fair, Meng Bai was a rather eccentric individual with an unusual thought process. After some guessing, he somehow forgot his fear and even indulged in a childish anticipation, saying:
"I'm dead, so why am I in the Heavenly Realm? Could it be that I am...?"

Before the words "reincarnation of a deity" could be uttered, the White Snake explained first: "Oh, it was the ghost messengers from the underworld who brought you here."

"?" Meng Bai's expression froze, and he asked in confusion, "Why did the ghost messengers bring me here?"

"Sell it."

"Sell?" Meng Bai suddenly remembered the conversation he had just overheard while half-asleep.

So he pressed on, "So, the reason I'm in the Heavenly Realm is because my soul was secretly sold to you by the ghost messengers for 57,000?" "No, you were given away for free. We're very poor and don't have the money to buy you."

"..." Meng Bai was suddenly speechless. Every word they had said that day had been on his cheeks, and he didn't know how to respond.

But the White Snake started talking and continued to explain:
"After that ghost messenger came to the Heavenly Realm, he spent money to recruit my sister as a protector. He sold the soul of a mortal named Liu Yuanqing to the goddess of the Lu family for a price of fifty-seven thousand coins!"
Perhaps he made a big profit this time; in his excitement, he gave you to my sister. Normally, if he wanted to buy you, it would probably cost two or three thousand coins.”

OK OK.

After saying all that, Meng Bai completely forgot about fear and terror, even putting aside the question of whether he would live or die. All he wanted to know now was:
"Why is Liu Yuanqing worth 57,000, while I only have 3,000???"

It's bad enough that my salary is low while I'm alive, but why is it so cheap when I'm dead?!
"How can that be the same? I heard that Liu Yuanqing was quite handsome when he was alive..."

"To be honest, I was quite handsome when I was alive."

"Hahahaha~~" The white snake actually let out a barbell-like laugh.

"..." Meng Bai.

Damn it!
He was being mocked by a snake.

No, what do you reptiles know about human aesthetics?
My handsomeness is something you have to look at slowly, and you have to get used to it before you can see it.

Perhaps feeling that the White Snake's words were somewhat hurtful, the woman outside explained in a gentle voice, "Price has nothing to do with appearance."

But Liu Yuanqing was adept at using sweet words and composing seductive poems. During his lifetime, he charmed courtesans who not only devoted themselves to him but also provided him with money to support his studies and examinations.

"Such a licentious and lustful man, once the goddess of the Lu family buys him, will use his memories as a guide to perform her pillow magic, providing a unique experience in his sleep. Naturally, the price will be higher."

"What kind of talk is that? I watched countless films in my lifetime, and I was quite lewd..."

"Very what?" The white snake didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Meng Bai shook his head, his thoughts returning to the terms "scientific examination" and "court beauty."

He felt that Liu Yuanqing didn't sound like a modern Earthling.

Is this not the underworld or the heavenly realm of Earth?

Also, what do "pillow technique" and "sleep state" mean?
From an intuitive perspective, it seems that a dream is constructed using the memories of the deceased, and after it is constructed, the goddess can play in the dream.
This is like treating the dead as game discs or movie discs!
In other words, Liu Yuanqing, who sold 57,000 copies, seems to be positioned as a "pornographic DVD".
And myself...

Was it a free gift with the yellow DVD?

I rely on!

Your uncle's! !
Meng Bai couldn't hold back any longer.

Just then, the white snake, who had been chatting with him, turned her head and glanced at him before running away.

Looking at the now empty ceiling and wooden house, Meng Bai once again fell into a state of anxiety.

The situation is now clear: this white snake, or the "sister" speaking outside the wooden house, is most likely going to use a pillow spell on him and then enter his sleep.

The problem is that the dream world is derived from memory, which means that Meng Bai's dream world is most likely an Earth scene.

He couldn't know whether the dreamscape of Earth was an anomaly.

He also had no idea what the White Snake and her sister wanted to experience in his dream world.
Do you want to experience something that will pass censorship?

Or do you want to experience something that won't pass censorship?

Also, does this pillow technique have any effect on him?
The CD will get scratched, will his "Dead Soul Disc" get scratched too?
Or perhaps it's simply a one-time use, and after the procedure is performed, the soul is scattered?
Countless speculations arose, and Meng Bai paced anxiously back and forth inside the wooden box.

escape.

Got to escape!
We cannot entrust our lives to others.

Just then, a "ding" sound came from beside my ear.

This sound delighted Meng Bai.

Could it be that my "system" has received the funds?

Just as he was filled with anticipation, thinking that some kind of "panel" would unfold before him, he heard a "ding" sound again.

And it wasn't just one sound; it was a continuous series of "clanging" sounds.

Ok!

Where is the system?
There's blacksmithing going on outside!

"Are you kidding me?" Meng Bai cursed. His nerves were on edge from the urgent "hammering sound."

Raised his head suddenly,

He looked around at the wooden walls—the walls weren't high, probably only a little over two meters.

After thinking for a moment, he stepped back until he reached the corner of the wall, then quickly ran forward, used a sudden push to leap up, and grabbed the top of the opposite corner of the wall with both hands.

He wanted to see what kind of scene was outside.
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(End of this chapter)