Chapter 348 You Come

It was getting dark, and the escort brought a ghost before closing time.

Following closely behind him was a soul emitting a faint light.

Apia is a fat woman dressed in jewels and precious stones. Her body looks a little bloated, and makes a "DuangDuang" sound when she walks.

The extraditioner brought the fat woman to the door of the store and then turned and left.

Jiang Jiang followed the usual practice and recited a passage of classic quotations, then took out the recording stone and began to ask questions.

But it seemed that the ghost was used to walking with difficulty when he was on earth, so he didn't reach the counter for a long time.

Looking at the fat woman's slow and laborious steps, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but say, "Madam, you are very light now."

In the underworld, ghosts are weightless. Their movements are no longer restricted by gravity and they can fly or jump freely.

But the fat woman didn't seem to realize this and continued walking slowly as she did in life.

After hearing what Jiang Jiang said, the fat woman suddenly realized something. She tried to jump lightly and indeed took a big step easily.

Floating to the counter, she looked at Jiang Jiang with gratitude, and then began to tell Jiang Jiang about her life experience.

As he spoke, Jiang Jiang introduced the stone materials and styles to her.

After choosing the stone, Jiang Jiang entered the dark room.

it's dark.

The door was closed tightly.

The ghost came again under the cover of night.

"Let me try." It took the stone from Jiang Jiang's hand, walked into the dark room, and gently placed the stone on the table.

The carving knife on the side was emitting a faint white light.

The ghost sat on the chair in front of the table, reached out to pick up the carving knife and hammer, and felt the burning temperature coming from the palm of his hand.

The ghost couldn't help but sigh: It's so hot!

It suddenly thought, is it the host's daily job to hold such a hot object to carve stone?

However, before it could finish its thought, the burning sensation quickly spread throughout its body.

In less than a moment, the ghost felt his palms becoming hotter and hotter, as if they were about to burn.

"when--"

Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the silence. It turned out that the hammer in his hand fell to the ground.

At the same time, the carving knife slipped from the ghost's hand and fell to the ground.

The ghost looked down at his hands in confusion, only to see that they were gradually dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what happened……"

The ghost muttered to himself, but before he could finish, everything in front of him disappeared.

Eyes facing each other.

They could see the doubt in each other's eyes.

After a long silence, the ghost finally gave up the chair he was sitting on and said helplessly, "You should do it."

Jiang Jiang looked at the carving knife and hammer that fell on the ground, picked them up silently, and asked with obvious concern in his eyes: "... Is your hand okay?"

The ghost looked at his hand and stretched it out to show her.

The palm that had been eroded and dissipated by the power of merit actually grew out again at this moment.

Moreover, there was no trace of the connection between the palm and the arm, as if it had never been injured.

The ghost looked at his intact hand and consoled him, "It's alright, Master, please carve it. This body cannot tolerate things of merit. I will stay here to accompany you."

He handed Jiang Jiang a cup of milk tea and a bunch of grilled sausages, "Fill your stomach first. I didn't find anything the host likes to eat today. I bought a cake, it's matcha-flavored tiramisu, the host, let's eat it together later."

As he spoke, he placed the milk tea and grilled sausage in front of Jiang Jiang, then took out an exquisite box from the bag, which contained a delicate cake.