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Chapter 186: The Red Dress
Generally speaking, if a woman has a large backside, her chest will definitely not be too small.
Ernie is an exception. When she walked in, I didn't pay much attention to her because she had a face full of freckles and her skin was as dark as coal. That wasn't the main point; the main point was that she was very short, probably only about one meter twenty, looking like a middle school student.
Of course, she also had a peculiar phenomenon where her front was flat but her back was quite prominent. I even suspected whether she had reached adulthood, as her flat chest might not even have two points; it was just a flat surface.
It wasn't until she called my name that I realized that at thirty-two years old, I was only being set up with someone like her for a blind date. She wasn't very good at talking and even had a slight stutter. Honestly, neither her appearance nor her figure mattered much to me, but the height difference was just too significant. I felt that if I agreed to go out with her, people would probably mistake us for a father-daughter pair when we went shopping or eating together.
Yan Ruolan didn't say anything. That noon, not only did she not give me a hard time, but she also served me several dishes. It wasn't until the blind date meeting ended that she smiled and asked, "Your new girlfriend looks quite unique!"
I ignored her. After paying the bill, I returned to my paper shop. To be honest, my first blind date left me feeling almost hopeless about dating.
The Seven Gates Sealing Ghost Formation, Three Sovereigns formation, my junior's soul, and the troubles of the chicken couple—all these things were pushed aside. After a good sleep, I woke up around midnight.
When I walked into the main hall of the paper shop, I saw Murong Duoduo setting up a sleeping mat on the floor. This girl was eating and living off me; I didn't have much fondness for her. But for some reason, seeing her slowly lying down on the mat made me feel a bit reluctant and I said, "Why don't you sleep inside?"
She ignored me and turned her back to me.
Fine, if you want to ignore me! I grabbed my bulging wallet and prepared to go out for a late-night snack. Just before leaving, Murong Duoduo muttered, "Coward!"
I heard those two words clearly but didn't retort. I'm not that great; I'm just an ordinary person after all. After opening the door of the paper shop, I saw a petite figure standing outside.
Seeing this person, I couldn't help but rub my eyes and then shouted, "Guo Jia!"
Indeed, the person standing in front of me was Guo Jia. She was still wearing a red dress, standing in the middle of the street with her head slightly lowered, as motionless as a scarecrow.
"You dare to come!" I shouted.
Guo Jia remained unmoved, but I couldn't help but stride towards her. Every time she encountered me, her first words were always related to the 'red dress.' Today, she suddenly fell silent. Although I was somewhat surprised, what surprised me more was that during Yan Shanshan's dream, I had clearly shattered Yan Shanshan's ghost into pieces. In a dream, it shouldn't be possible to gather one's soul back so quickly.
"Little brat!" I stood in front of Guo Jia and said irritably, "I warn you, don't provoke me. Just because you've gathered your soul doesn't mean you can act arrogantly. I can scatter you once; I can do it again."
She still stood there with her head down, motionless. I couldn't help but raise my hand and push her, saying, "I'm talking to you; didn't you hear me?"
I merely made a pushing gesture, thinking that under normal circumstances, one couldn't touch a ghost. But strangely enough, when my hand pushed against Guo Jia, she unexpectedly fell straight back onto the Ground. Moreover, when she fell onto the Ground, she made no sound at all, as if what had fallen wasn't a person but a pile of straw, giving off a light and airy feeling.
What was going on?
I hurriedly focused on Guo Jia, and to my astonishment, I saw that her face didn't have complete features; her eye sockets were hollow, and her mouth was also empty. Only her nose and Ears remained relatively intact. Besides that, through those hollow eye sockets, I could see grass.
Indeed!
It was grass!
"Guo Jia!" I called out and quickly squatted down on the Ground, placing one hand on Guo Jia. My hand naturally touched her skin. This could only mean that she indeed had a body.
But why, when I looked into her hollow eye sockets after pasting it in, did I see straw?
I tried to lift Guo Jia and found that she was very light, weighing at most about ten pounds. How could that be the weight of a normal person? And she couldn't possibly be a ghost; ghosts have no weight.
After observing her repeatedly, I couldn't help but frown, my face filled with anger. I thought I had discovered that this Guo Jia, although identical to the one I had seen before, was not a human. To be precise, she was not a living person but a scarecrow.
Humans have two layers: the epidermis and the dermis, with the dermis tightly connected to the muscles.
The scarecrow that stood before me as Guo Jia was made of human skin and straw.
I searched her for a long time and finally found the incision point in her long hair. The cutting line on Guo Jia's head was not easy to find because it was covered by her hair. After locating it, I carefully removed the stitched line and then gently separated the human skin from the straw.
Guo Jia's human skin was intact; whether it was the scalp, facial skin, belly skin, or foot skin, there were no wounds except for a cut on the top of her head. Inside the human skin was a scarecrow made of straw.
After removing the straw from inside, I set it on fire and then looked at the human skin lying flat on the ground.
The human skin lay on the ground like a piece of paper.
"Dammit!" For some reason, I suddenly felt furious. I had thought that Guo Jia had been skinned with a knife piece by piece, but unexpectedly, the murderer had simply made an incision on top of Guo Jia's head and forcibly peeled off her entire human skin.
Just imagine what kind of torment Guo Jia would have suffered if she were still alive at that time; she was just a little girl! An innocent little girl without any impurities!
I took Guo Jia's human skin into the paper-making shop and angrily said to Murong Duoduo: "Help me guide her!"
Murong Duoduo had already turned to her side and was ignoring me. I took Guo Jia's skin and placed it in front of her, saying, "Help me deal with her!"
Murong Duoduo opened her eyes, startled by the sight of Guo Jia's skin, and quickly sat up.
I carefully placed Guo Jia's skin on the ground beside Murong Duoduo, then slowly stood up. "This Guo Yongjia is truly despicable! I can't believe he treated a little girl so cruelly!"
"Cruel? How much better do you think you are?" Murong Duoduo said, still shaken. "The Ghost King Chen Xiong has come out, the Seven Gates Ghost Sealing Formation is unstable, your junior brother Pan Shenbao is missing some of his Seven Souls, and you still have time to go on blind dates? I think you're no different from Guo Yongjia!"
After saying this, she looked at Guo Jia's skin. The once lively and adorable little girl was now just a layer of skin, as fragile as a cicada's wings.
"Beast!" she suddenly exclaimed.
The red dress?
When I had heard Guo Jia say those three words before, I felt mostly anger. However, now seeing Guo Jia's skin and recalling the tragic sight of her being flayed alive, I suddenly felt that this red dress was very heavy.
"I'm going to take him down right now!" I shouted as I turned and walked toward the door of the paper-making shop without looking back.
But Murong Duoduo mocked me from behind, "Just you? Haven't you suffered enough? In terms of intelligence, even his little toe is smarter than your brain. In terms of strategy, he's read more books than you've eaten rice. You think you can take him down? Ha ha!"
"Are we just going to let that guy get away with it?" I yelled angrily, but I had to admit a fact: all along, I had been led by the nose by Guo Yongjia, and every time I faced defeat, I had never been impressive.
"I suddenly feel that collaborating with someone like you is simply self-humiliation," Murong Duoduo said with a smile. "A yin-yang master who only thinks about finding a girlfriend—what kind of skills can he have? A man who gets beaten into madness in just a few moves—what can he achieve? You think you can take him down?"
"Ha ha, go ahead!" Murong Duoduo mocked, saying, "Don't worry, if something happens to you this time, I absolutely won't come to your rescue. You can go ahead and die without any worries. Considering you've had free food and lodging for so many days, I'll burn some paper money for you during the holidays."
I was so angry that my hands trembled, and I even felt an impulse to go find Guo Yongjia immediately.
"You were lucky last time; they let you off easy. If they wanted to eliminate you, it would be a matter of minutes. I can guarantee that if you go looking for Guo Yongjia now, the best outcome is getting arrested by the police, but most likely you'll just end up as another male ghost buying skirts for no reason," Murong Duoduo taunted.
I really didn't believe it; no matter how fierce Guo Yongjia was, would I be afraid of him? Dying is nothing special.
"I'm tired now; you can handle the exorcism yourself." Murong Duoduo probably saw that I was fuming and didn't say anything more. She carefully picked up Guo Jia's human skin and placed it on the table in the Paper Shop before returning to her mat to lie down again.
"Boss, how much is this?"
At that moment, an Old Man suddenly pointed at a Paper Sedan Chair and asked.
I turned around and looked at the open Main Entrance of the Paper Shop, where customers were pouring in one after another. I shouted loudly at them, "Get out of here!"
Hearing my angry shout, the customers who had come to shop murmured and left the Paper Shop one by one.
After closing the Main Entrance of the Paper Shop, I returned to my small room.
After biting my finger to draw blood, I took out a Hell Money note, tore off the seal on it, and then stuck it on my forehead. After quickly forming hand seals until my soul left my body, I arrived in the Underworld.
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