Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

"What are you laughing at? Does it hurt?" The ghost took out the ointment and applied it on Jiang Jiang's palm. The ointment gave off a cool scent, making people feel very comfortable.

Jiang Jiang looked at the blood blisters on the palm of her hand, shook her head and said, "It's just a small matter. It's not that precious!" She didn't care about these minor injuries and felt that she was not that fragile.

But the ghost looked at her with worry on his face, his handsome brows twisted into knots.

He said, "Nonsense, just because the host doesn't care, it doesn't mean I don't care!" His tone was full of concern and heartache.

Jiang Jiang moved his lips and wanted to say something.

The ghost glared back at him.

Jiang Jiang stared blankly at the ghost messenger who was carefully applying medicine to her.

Some trance.

"Ahem!" The old man put his fist to the tip of his nose, trying to make a little noise to attract the attention of the two people. "Today is the night of the full moon. Su Hanya is not allowed to go out tonight."

The ghost didn't even glance at the old man.

He lowered his head and concentrated on applying medicine to Jiang Jiang.

Ignoring the old man, he said to Jiang Jiang, "You never eat well. Look, I brought you your favorite chicken feet pot. It's best with ice cola."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and a row of casseroles immediately appeared on the table.

The old man was stunned when he saw this.

I can't help but have some doubts in my heart.

How could he not know that these two people knew each other? And it seemed that they had known each other for a long time.

I even know that she doesn't eat well.

We have lived together for such a long time, but I didn’t know that she likes to eat chicken feet stew with ice cola.

Is it because I have ignored her too much?

The old man thought more and more that something was wrong, and couldn't help asking, "What is the relationship between you two? Why haven't I ever heard her mention it?"

The ghost raised his head, glanced at the old man, and said two words lightly, "Old friend."

After saying that, the ghost lowered his head and continued to apply medicine to Jiang Jiang, no longer paying attention to the old man.

Although the old man still had some doubts in his heart, he didn't ask any more questions because the ghost messenger didn't want to say more.

The ghost messenger never does things according to the rules, so there is no need to report to a mortal like him.

When the ghost came in, the ghost on the roof was quiet.

No longer floating around.

Jiang Jiang was quite happy.

Finally, those ghosts stopped coming out to scare her.

The ghost messenger’s medicine is very effective.

It seems to be a high-quality product from the system mall.

After applying the medicine for a few minutes, the blisters on the palm of the hand disappeared.

"Master, please eat too." Jiang Jiang said to the old man who was clanging bones behind the counter.

The old man came over cheerfully with a bowl in his hand, rubbed his hands, and looked expectantly at Jiang Jiang and the casserole on the table. "Su Hanya, did you get into some terrible trouble out there? How come after you went to the human world, I don't seem to recognize you anymore?"

Although the tone was questioning, the old man's eyes were full of worry, and it didn't seem fake. Jiang Jiang raised an eyebrow and asked, "Master, do you dislike crowds or delicious food?"

After hearing this, the old man shut up.

He doesn't like crowds, but having one more old friend doesn't make it much more lively.

As for delicious food, that is a must.

He doesn't like the twists and turns of the world, but he can't refuse the delicious food in the world.

After the ghost accompanied Jiang Jiang to finish his meal, he sat leisurely on the small stool where Jiang Jiang had just sat, waving a folding fan in his hand, looking very comfortable.

His eyes were facing the direction of the darkroom. Through the counter and the aisle, he could see Jiang Jiang in the darkroom carefully carving an inscription.

There was a focused look on her face and a determined gleam in her eyes.

The ghost looked at Jiang Jiang quietly, as if time had stopped.

His eyes were filled with uncontrollable emotion, as if Jiang Jiang was the only one in the world.

Although this small shop is shabby, it seems to have become prosperous because of the presence of the ghost catcher.

There is a reassuring tenderness in the air.

Its daybreak.

Jiang Jiang yawned and stretched as he walked.

When I lifted the door curtain, the figure sitting on the small bench was no longer there.