After Death, I Discovered My Wife Was the Villainess of a Supernatural Novel - Chapter 9

Mu Zhao had originally wanted to disguise herself as some mysterious ghostly big shot. For that reason, when she saw the ghost of that female nurse, she forced herself to stay calm and direct Kou Zishu away from danger, even though she was so scared her legs almost went weak.

Unfortunately, ideals were full and beautiful, while reality was painfully thin. Facing a professionally trained police officer, Mu Zhao had barely said a few words before she nearly got herself trapped.

Later, Mu Zhao understood. In front of these professionals, the only way to maintain her sense of mystery was to speak less!

“Impossible…” Miss Police Officer fell into deep self-doubt. After receiving more than twenty years of materialist education, asking her to believe there were ghosts in this world was harder than asking her to believe someone was messing with her.

“Officer, I know it’s hard for you to accept this all at once. Don’t worry, there’s already no time left for you to slowly digest it.” Because the male lead would soon send someone straight to your doorstep!

No matter how one listened to Mu Zhao’s voice, it sounded a little smug and irritating.

Kou Zishu’s mind was strong after all, and she quickly forced herself to calm down. She glanced at Mu Zhao, then suddenly reached out without a word, intending to restrain this suspicious individual. But she watched helplessly as her hand passed straight through the other party’s wrist.

Kou Zishu’s expression instantly worsened. Yet even now, her first reaction was still not that she had seen a ghost. Instead, it was…

“What kind of hallucinogenic drug did you inject me with?”

Mu Zhao immediately became unhappy at Kou Zishu’s suspicion. “Why don’t you say you ate poisonous mushrooms instead?”

Kou Zishu began to consider that possibility.

“…Stop thinking about it. It’s fine if you don’t believe me now, but you’ve already stepped into our world. Don’t even think about breaking free. Your future life is going to be very exciting. If you figure things out, you can come find me~” Mu Zhao patted Kou Zishu on the shoulder, then, before her opponent could react, she finished showing off and ran.

When Kou Zishu looked up, the young woman, who looked rather young, had already disappeared from the passenger seat and was now standing outside, waving at her.

“…”

She thought she needed to calm down right now. Ghosts and souls or whatever… how could they possibly exist?

Miss Police Officer, who believed in Marxism, was making her final struggle against her own worldview.

The engine sounded, and the car slowly drove away. At this moment, Officer Kou still did not know that she was about to be led by an unreliable ghost into a life full of disasters and hardships.

Mu Zhao waved as she watched the car slowly disappear. Only after it had completely left her sight did she let out a heavy breath of relief.

Trying to hide something in front of an especially outstanding police officer was way too hard! After just a few short sentences, she felt as though she had already used up all her brainpower. Her brain was practically in a withered state.

Huh?

Mu Zhao, whose brain was in a withered state, suddenly thought of a problem.

Although she had told Kou Zishu that if she figured things out, she could come find her, she did not seem to have left an address or anything, right? Then where was Kou Zishu supposed to find her?

Forget it, forget it. Leave it to luck. Based on how destined she and Kou Zishu seemed to be, they would definitely meet again.

When Mu Zhao floated back to Fu Yushang’s ward and saw Senior leaning against the hospital bed, working on her laptop, she instantly felt emo again.

The greatest despair in life was nothing more than being given hope, only to then be told it had been a joke. Mu Zhao thought tearfully that she should have added one more clause to her will for her best friend: if she died in an accident, then another ten thousand should be taken from the tens of thousands she left her parents and given to Qian Youyu, so that she could help deal with those embarrassing love letters. Wuwuwu!

And regardless of whether Senior had those feelings for her or not, they were now human and ghost, walking different paths. There was already no real chance between them. Thinking about it this way, Mu Zhao immediately felt even sadder.

When she was able to touch solid objects for a longer time, she would secretly burn them, right? If Senior found them one day, that would be so embarrassing.

With nothing to do, Mu Zhao lay beside Fu Yushang’s hospital bed in a daze, keeping her company as she handled company matters.

The ward window was half open, and a faint breeze blew in, lifting Fu Yushang’s long hair.

Mu Zhao touched it. Under the sunlight, her hand looked especially transparent as it passed through the strands of hair.

Hm?

Mu Zhao frowned and concentrated even harder as she tried to touch that lock of hair, only to discover that her hand still passed through it.

“That’s not right! I could touch the cup just now, so why can’t I do it again?” Mu Zhao hurriedly touched the cabinet beside her. She could touch it!

But no matter how hard she tried, she had no way of touching Fu Yushang. Yet she had clearly touched Kou Zishu just now!

Could it be that she had not eaten enough incense? Mu Zhao hurriedly floated back home, preparing to replenish her energy.

But when she returned, she discovered that a car was parked in front of the house. Fu Yushang had actually been discharged right after Mu Zhao left, and had returned home even earlier than her!

“Senior!!! You should at least rest in the hospital a little longer!” Mu Zhao hurriedly chased after Fu Yushang, nagging behind her.

“Meow!” The two poop-scoopers had returned. Coal Ball called out, expressing, “Poop-scoopers, why have you not come to play with me yet!”

Fu Yushang walked over to Coal Ball and stroked his head. If not for this little fellow, this home truly would have felt empty enough to drive one into despair.

If something happened to her later, then she would have this little fellow taken to her grandfather to raise.

Mu Zhao ate incense until she was completely stuffed. Then she touched the little cat. It was a solid feeling. She also found Senior’s secretary, who was just about to leave, and managed to touch her hair. Yet when she finally came back to Fu Yushang, she failed again.

She simply could not touch Fu Yushang!

The little cat let out a comfortable purring sound, and Fu Yushang stood up and walked toward the master bedroom.

Mu Zhao dejectedly rubbed the little cat’s head. Could someone please tell her what was going on? She had clearly touched Senior last night. Was there any professional who could explain this to her?

Speaking of professionals, Mu Zhao thought of that seemingly improper club again. It seemed she would have to risk going out and looking for it.

The incense ash at the entrance of the master bedroom had not yet been cleaned up. Probably because everything had been chaotic from last night until today, Aunt Liu had not remembered to deal with it yet. But when Fu Yushang saw one trace on it, she froze. Then she crouched down and carefully examined the mark in the incense ash.

It was an extremely, extremely faint shoe print. With such a thin layer of incense ash, if a normal person had stepped on it, it could not possibly have left behind such a shallow mark.

She placed her trembling hand over it to compare the size. The size… was the same as Zhaozhao’s.

She went to ask Aunt Liu again and confirmed that last night, only Aunt Liu and her older sister had come by. They had hurriedly taken her to the hospital and had not passed by the master bedroom at all.

Whether it was a coincidence, someone’s prank, or a delusion from her own madness, she was willing to believe in any feudal superstition now.

Mu Zhao, who was playing with Coal Ball, did not notice the movement on Fu Yushang’s side. Naturally, she also did not see her Senior carefully step over the incense ash and enter the room, then close the door and take out her phone to call someone saved in her contacts as “Charlatan.”

“What a rare guest!” The male voice on the other end sounded somewhat surprised. Then he immediately cleared his throat and made his tone solemn. “I heard about what happened in your family. I deeply regret it. Please accept my condolences.”

“But… what wind blew you into this scammer’s den today?”

This was someone she had once regarded as a fraud. But now, for the sake of that one-in-a-billion possibility, Fu Yushang lowered her head and asked for help.

The person on the other end had originally wanted to make things difficult for her, but who asked Fu Yushang to be so generous? Whatever the wealthy patron said was right!

Fu Yushang explained the situation. After listening, the other side gave her a long series of analysis. Gradually, however, the flame of hope in Fu Yushang’s heart was extinguished.

Before this, Fu Yushang had been a firm materialist. She had never understood those supernatural matters about gods and ghosts. Whether the other party was telling the truth or simply being alarmist, she had no way to verify it.

“Your wife died very tragically. And because it was murder, in our line of work, we often see people who feel unwilling after death. They linger in the human world and eventually become vengeful ghosts, wronged souls unable to enter reincarnation. But based on your description, your wife’s departure was very peaceful. The worst-case scenario I mentioned probably did not happen. Unless something unexpected occurred, she should have already gone to reincarnate. Here, I suggest you purchase the treasure we just obtained. Since you’re a new customer, how about I give you ten percent off?”

“Don’t disbelieve me! This is an eternal lamp refined by a living Buddha using all the cultivation and merit he had while alive. It was originally prepared to deliver a ghost king from suffering. Later, it fell into the mortal world, and we nearly lost several people before finally obtaining it. Even if your wife does not need her resentment dispelled, the merit inside can still bless her next life, allowing her to be born into a wealthy family and live a safe and happy life…”

No matter how one looked at it, it sounded like a scammer’s multilevel marketing pitch.

If not for that year in the temple, when the elderly monk had once described that person as “no ordinary person,” Fu Yushang would never have come to him.

After hanging up, Fu Yushang stared blankly at her phone for a long while. Her phone wallpaper was a cute chibi-style picture completely at odds with her own temperament. The first time others saw her wallpaper, their eyes practically twitched in shock, because it was far too inconsistent with her image.

Zhaozhao had studied art, and occasionally drew little things to give her. This was one of them.

The wallpaper showed three round cat dumplings sitting together: one big ragdoll dumpling, one calico dumpling, and one tiny black dumpling. The big ragdoll dumpling’s tail hooked the calico dumpling close beside it, while the black dumpling sat in the middle. They were squeezed together like a family of three.

At first, Zhaozhao had worried that Fu Yushang would find it childish and said she would change it for her, but Fu Yushang truly liked it. Because in this drawing, they were a family.

But… now there was no home anymore.

She could only place her hopes in that charlatan, without even knowing whether her efforts would receive any return…

It did not matter. As long as there was even a one-in-a-hundred-million chance that it could help Zhaozhao, it was worth it.

She only hoped that she could still do something for Zhaozhao…

The next day, Mu Zhao risked going out. Because she did not know when that monster would appear, she was very nervous, hiding all along the way and not daring to show herself. Fortunately, she did not encounter yesterday’s huge monster. Unfortunately, she did not find that club either.

When she returned home, however, she was nearly brought to tears by hunger from a wave of fragrance.

The original incense burner had already been removed. On the mourning table now stood a lamp with an especially old-fashioned air. Strangely, the oil lamp had no wick, and the dim yellow flame seemed to float at a slight distance above the surface of the oil. That fragrance was drifting out from here!

Mu Zhao recklessly blew at it. A yin wind passed over, and the flame flickered unsteadily, frightening her so much that she hurriedly shielded it with her hands.

The lamplight was warm. Staying beside it made Mu Zhao feel extremely comfortable. A wonderful power flowed into Mu Zhao’s body. Leaning against the table, she fell asleep in a daze just like that.

Seeing this, Coal Ball paced over to Mu Zhao and curled up beside her to sleep, even abandoning his own little bed. For the next few days, no matter who tried to approach this place, he would drive them away.