Chapter Thirty: Xiao Jing

owards the deepest part of the mountain.I saw that white thing again, what on earth is itYang Fan was a little curious about what this white thing was. She thought to herself, "I'll catch it another d...After hanging up the phone, Yang Fan turned to her computer. She clicked on the black icon in the bottom right corner that was blinking incessantly. Only then did she see the messages the underworld complaint handler had just sent her.

As soon as she opened it, the other party sent her a document titled 《Station Regulations》. Yang Fan casually clicked on it, but the densely packed text made her close it after just one glance.

With so many words, she was too lazy to read.

Stationmaster Yang is just so willful.

Closing the chat box, Yang Fan typed "Yang Xiwen" into the express search bar. Many delivery records with the same name appeared below.

She searched through them all and finally found Yang Xiwen's delivery information on the last one.

Knowing the package had been delivered, she just had to wait for the other party to pick it up.

Yang Fan continued to begin sitting cross-legged, spiritual energy flowing within her body.

Time passed minute by minute. Yang Fan thought he wouldn't be able to catch any other ghosts today. At one o'clock in the morning, a male ghost arrived.

This male ghost was covered in cracks, his body pieced together like shards of glass. His eyes lacked the vibrancy of Liang Zishu and the others, appearing dull and lifeless. His movements were stiff and jerky, indicating he had recently died.

He slowly walked to the counter, handed his ID to Yang Fan, and spoke in a mechanical and dull voice, "Sir... Hello... I'm here to pick up a package."

Yang Fan took his ID card and looked at the name on it, Xiao Jing.

Just like the two ghosts did before, scan the QR code on his ID card. His express delivery information will appear on the computer, and one of the shelves at the back will light up.

Yang Fan walked over and took the express delivery. It was about the size of a phone box. She placed the express delivery on the table and picked up a pen from the side and gave it to him, "Sign here."

Xiao Jing slowly reached out to take the pen, then bent down and signed on the delivery box.

But unexpectedly, as he bent down, his movement was too large and his upper body fell directly to the ground, shattering into pieces. His hands landed on the table.

"Hold on...Sorry, wait...a moment..."

Even with his head split in two from the fall, he still remembered to apologize to Yang Fan.

Looking at him slowly piecing himself together piece by piece, Yang Fan sighed inwardly. He used his hand as a brush and drew a golden talisman in the air with his right hand.

With a wave of his hand, the golden decree flew into Xiao Jing's body.

In the golden light, his shattered body gradually pieced itself back together, revealing his originally handsome appearance. The white shirt stained with blood had also returned to its original state, and his eyes were no longer dull and lifeless.

Xiao Jing bowed deeply to Yang Fan, his face full of gratitude. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, just sign here."

Yang Fan pushed the courier box, and Xiao Jing leaned over the courier box to sign. She then scanned the box with a scanner.

The computer displays the successful storage.

"Alright, you can take it now."

Xiao Jing picked up the express box and bowed to Yang Fan again, "Thank you."

He took the delivery box and turned to leave, but after taking two steps, he turned back. “Excuse me, I want to ask, can ghosts send packages to people in the human world”

Yang Fan pointed at the sign next to the table.

Huangquan Express Regulations: Only receives, no sends.

Xiao Jing showed a disappointed expression, "I understand. Thank you!"

As he turned to leave, Yang Fan said, "If you can afford it, I can send it to you."

The regulations are set by the dead, she is a living person, there's no need to be so rigid.

Xiao Jing's face lit up with hope again. He turned and walked back to Yang Fan's side, "How much money do you want"

"What are you sending, and where to" Yang Fan asked him back.

Xiao Jing was stunned, her expression lost, "What should I send, and to whom...I don't seem to remember."

He only remembered that he needed to send a parcel to someone else, but couldn't remember who.

He acted this way, Yang Fan wasn't annoyed, “If you remember, come and find me.”

Xiao Jing nodded, his eyes full of gratitude. "Thank you, I'll come find you again."

"Alright."

Watching his figure disappear into the night, Yang Fan shook her head, her eyes indifferent. She murmured, "It's not that easy to remember, you know."

At the moment of death, driven by strong emotions, a person will remember someone, something, or an event, and this memory will become their obsession.

After becoming ghosts, they will forget what their obsession was, only remembering that they are waiting for someone, looking for something, or going to do something.

Thus, he wandered endlessly in the netherworld, unable to progress or be reborn. His soul finally collapsed and dissipated completely throughout heaven and earth.

She had seen too many such ghosts before.

Underworld

Ghosts guarding the gates of the underworld, who wanted to go out and get their deliveries, saw Xiao Jing leave in a shattered state, and then return completely intact.

I was completely stunned.

Who said you can't steal spirit fruit outside Didn't this ghost just eat one!

Every new ghost appears as they did in death, their spectral power weak. Unless they consume spirit fruit, it's impossible for them to recover to their original form so quickly.

This must be because the Spirit Fruit was late and turned like this so quickly.

And the fact that they came back so quickly clearly means they weren't left doing chores by some new stationmaster!

Hey! I've been deceived!

Those ghosts who had never gone out before, and after finally receiving a delivery notification wanted to go out but were afraid to do so because of rumors, saw Xiao Jing acting this way and immediately ran out.

What stationmaster wouldn't steal spirit fruit This is clearly just an excuse those ghosts want to use to hoard the spirit fruit for themselves!

In the blink of an eye, only Xiao Jing and another ghost who hadn't left were left at the entrance of the Underworld.

"Brother, have you gotten any spirit fruit yet" the ghost hastily asked him.

"What kind of spirit fruit" Xiao Jing looked blankly.

He's a new ghost and doesn't know about the spirit fruits grown in Uji Village.

The ghost asked him, "Since you didn't eat the spirit fruit, how did you become like this"

“This is thanks to the stationmaster,” Xiao Jing said with gratitude in his eyes, “That stationmaster is truly a good person!”

That spooked him. It wasn't the spirit fruit he ate, it was that the stationmaster of the rest stop had transformed him like this!

Then he didn't rush to go, waiting for those ghosts to return and see what was going on.

All the ghosts who went out were very excited and had already thought about what they would eat tonight.

I wonder if there are still 楊梅 (limes), he doesn't like to eat peaches, lychees are also pretty good, I haven't had cucumbers for a long time, let's see if there are any strawberries left.

They imagined it would be beautiful, but when they arrived at Huangquan Station, they discovered that imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

I thought I wouldn't be able to catch any ghosts tonight, but unexpectedly, a lot of them came at the last minute.

Yang Fan was delighted, one, two, three... a total of ten. Not bad, not bad.

The ghosts who came to steal spirit fruit were all threatened by Yang Fan's thunder talismans and obediently went up the mountain to weed, they couldn't run away even if they wanted to.

Ghosts: …Taa! Good morning!anyuan nodded, "Dad, Yuanyuan doesn't feel bad anymore."This sentence sounds normal too.He reached out to touch Wu Yuanyuan's forehead. The normal temperature made him very happy, "You have a fever no...