As if he understood what Wanzi said, the black smoke stopped floating in mid-air and all floated towards Wanzi.
Five streams of black smoke fell to the ground and transformed into five figures of different genders and postures.
Four women and one man.
Wearing costumes from different eras.
From ancient times to modern times...
The ages also range from early twenties to over fifty.
The five people stood there, looking at the meatballs in front of them, and they all knelt down and worshiped: "Heavenly Master."
Wanzi nodded: "Let me ask you, now there is an opportunity to repay the sun with a corpse, who among the five of you is willing to do it?"
Resurrection from a dead body!
Upon hearing these four words, Wugui's eyes visibly lit up!
"I do!"
The five people almost spoke in unison and knocked their heads to the ground.
"You can only pick one."
Wanzi shook his head: "Well, you tell me your age, status, job, and how you died, and I will decide."
The female ghost in green on the left and right raised her head and said: "The little girl was born during the Qianlong reign of the Qing Dynasty. She was born into a wealthy family on Huainan Road. She was proficient in playing chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. However, in troubled times, bandits came down the mountain and ransacked the house. Her parents died tragically.
The woman was also taken to the mountains and tortured to death."
"I originally wanted to transform into a ghost to avenge my parents, but I was captured by the Heavenly Master. It was difficult for the Heavenly Master to remember me, and he did not let me die. After killing the bandits, he detained me in this ghost tube until he had the chance.
Come and be reincarnated later.”
Wanzi nodded: "Yes, next one."
The second female ghost wearing a cheongsam from the Republic of China also raised her head: "The little girl was born in the 32nd year of the Republic of China. She was the daughter of the commander-in-chief of Guangdong and Guangxi. She fell into a boat and drowned in the outskirts of the Qingming Festival."
The third female ghost wearing a floral skirt from the 1980s whispered: "This little girl was born in the 1960s and died of abuse."
The fourth female ghost wearing a modern police uniform just raised her head.
Lu Fan suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, and blurted out: "Zhao Yuelin!"
The dazzling police uniform, the eyebrows and corners of the eyes, the facial features... and the big bloody hole between the eyebrows...
Lu Fan was trembling all over, staring at the female ghost kneeling in front of Wanzi, his hands trembling.
