My Ghost Lover Is Too Annoying

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70. Bring the Soul Back to the Corpse

Three days later, late at night, Chen Ming pulled out the corpse that had been under his bed for a month. He took a deep breath and opened the lid.

Zhou Nan was ready to see himself rotten, but in fact, the body lying in the box was no different from when he put it in. His face was peaceful with his eyes closed and lips showing a very light red. His skin was sickly pale, but his body was good. There was no sign of festering or worms.

Chen Ming touched the chest of Zhou Nan’s body and felt it with the back of his hand. Then he suddenly sighed, “Oh, I should’ve known.”

Zhou Nan’s heart sank as he heard that. He thought something went wrong at this part of returning the soul to the corpse. But Chen Ming continued to say, “The embalming spell handed down by the ancestors is indeed very good. It’s as cold as if it was just taken out from an ice cellar. If I had found out this earlier, I could have held it all day long. No need to turn on the fan to cool myself down anymore.” He shook his head with deep regret and it almost looked like he was about to cry.

Zhou Nan didn’t know how to comment on that. In the whole world, Chen Ming might be the only freak who would be willing to hold a corpse all day long.

After seeing the corpse with great respect, Chen Ming reached out his arms and held the neck and knees of Zhou Nan’s body, took the body out, put it in a large suitcase prepared beside, folded and stuffed the whole suitcase.

“Look at this. Personal tailored with great sincerity.” Chen Ming zipped it up, stood up and pulled the case for a few steps. It felt good.

Zhou Nan could not help but have the illusion that Chen Ming was going to the wilderness with the case and throwing the body away.

Chen Ming took the zombie bones, ground them into powder and mixed them with the blood of the poisonous insect. At doing all that, he felt it was too thick, so he added some water and put it in a small medicine bottle. Zhou Nan walked in front of him and took him to the alley where the grieved baby agreed to meet.

It seems that the grieved baby had been waiting there for a long time, sitting by the wall like a little adult. It had a glittering and shiny thing in each of its fists. Chen Ming recognized it with only one glance. That was a piece of spirit and soul.

“Yo, here you are, bro.” He greeted the grieved baby first, unpacked the suitcase, took the body out and laid it on the ground.

Zhou Nan went to the entrance of the alley to look out, in case that any unexpected intruder came and caused unnecessary problems. He was probably nervous with a little expectation. But he pretended to calm, humming and bouncing constantly with his feet.

Chen Ming reached out his index finger and took some of the black and red paste. He began to draw a spell on the forehead of the corpse, while saying in a low voice, “The wandering soul, where are you staying? Come back quickly, the three souls and the seven spirits…”

“Man, you’re quite skillful.” The grieved baby looked at this with interest and said, “Just tell me when you need me to cry.”

That was not a right time for showing off. Chen Ming was not interrupted by that. He nodded slightly in response, continuing the process: “A false alarm and a sudden shock caused the loss of the true soul. I’m putting this spell on this land to seek and put the soul back to the body.”

Speaking of this, he made a gesture to the grieved baby. The grieved baby came close, and shed a tear immediately. It was a pity that it did not get into the movie industry. A murky tear fell in the middle of the spell stably.

“Open the sky door. Open the ground door.”

Zhou Nan suddenly felt that the things in front of him were getting a little vague. Only Chen Ming’s voice became clearer. His body was inexplicably weak, and it seemed that it was attracted to a certain direction irresistibly.

“The lost soul of Zhou Nan.”

The moment he heard his name, Zhou Nan felt that his head was spinning and everything became unrecognizable. He didn’t know where he was or where he was going. He couldn’t resist and couldn’t think either.

The only familiar and clear voice in that confused mind said:

“Quickly bring the soul back to the corpse.”