Chapter 4

Chapter 4

That night, I entered Jiang Ling’s dream again.

In his dream, I transformed into a psychopathic killer. I shoved bamboo skewers under all ten of his fingernails and gouged out his eyeballs while he was still alive.

Then, I sliced open his stomach, pulled out his intestines, and forced him to eat them.

Jiang Ling wept and wailed in his dream, begging me to let him go.

He looked nothing like the insufferable, high-and-mighty figure he portrayed in front of Jiang Wei during the day.

Even the bullet screen comments couldn’t take it anymore:

“Isn’t this a bit too much for my brother?”

“Wait, shouldn’t he be having a wet dream about the female lead tonight?”

“It feels like this has turned into a horror novel. I’m so scared…”

“He deserves it. When he was torturing and intimidating the female lead, did he ever stop to think about how scared she was?”

After torturing Jiang Ling for most of the night, I switched rooms.

I went to see Jiang Wei in her dreams.

My daughter.

Before this, we hadn’t seen each other for thirteen years.

When Jiang Wei was six years old, I was murdered by my drunken husband and buried on the mountain behind our village.

Afterward, he lied and said I had run off with someone else, washing his hands of all guilt.

My resentment was so heavy that I transformed into a ferocious Vengeful Ghost.

The King of Hell assigned me a job.

I was sent to different horror movies to scare people.

Because I had died in such a gruesome way, I was exceptionally good at my job.

Over the past decade or so, the people I’ve terrified could form a line stretching from the Earth to the Moon and back three times.

It wasn’t until this year that I finally saved up enough work points.

The King of Hell gave a grand wave of his brush. “I’ll give you six months of leave. Go to the human world and do whatever you want! But-you cannot kill anyone, or your soul will be scattered to the winds!”

Suddenly granted freedom, I was momentarily stunned.

Subconsciously, my thoughts drifted to my previous life.

I had been a very ordinary village girl.

Before I could even graduate from high school, my parents forced me to drop out and return home. Because my younger brother needed money for school fees, they sold me to a gambling, alcoholic husband for a few tens of thousands of yuan in bride price.

Later, he beat me to death.

My parents didn’t even bother to come and ask about me.

In truth, I had nothing left to care about in the human world.

The only thing I couldn’t let go of was my daughter, Jiang Wei.

I snapped my two twisted arms back into place, popped my eyeballs back in, wiped the blood off my face and body, and went into Jiang Wei’s dream to find her.

Honestly, I was quite afraid.

Because when I died, Jiang Wei was only six years old.

Would she miss me? Would she still remember me? Would she… hate me?

Would she hate me for bringing her into a family like that?

Full of trepidation, I entered Jiang Wei’s dream.