Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Chapter 232 Hell Projection

Zhao Xuerong, after becoming a Fan Soul, naturally chose to go ho for the first ti.

Of course, it was her own ho, not her parents’ house.

"Is this your house?"

Xiao Yue was amazed to see Zhao Xuerong’s luxuriously decorated house.

Zhao Xuerong nodded: "If it still counts as one now."

"Your house is so big." Xiao Yue remarked.

Though her "stepfather" was quite wealthy, the house he lived in was neither as large nor as luxurious as Zhao Xuerong’s.

Zhao Xuerong looked at the interior decor of the house with a complex expression. Most of the items here were personally arranged by her, all reflections of her favorite things and styles.

"You can walk around." Zhao Xuerong said.

However, she herself went straight to a wedding portrait hanging on the wall, a photo taken by the seaside.

The sea breeze lifted the locks of her hair, a radiant smile on her face, her skin almost glowing, while her husband stood by her side, gazing at her with eyes full of deep affection and adoration.

But everything seed like a dream, as if it was all just a performance.

She had only been dead a few months, yet he had already completely forgotten her, indulging in pleasures and never returning ho at night.

So her husband, Ding Zhihao, was not at ho at this ti.

Probably because there was no lady of the house, the house also looked quite ssy.

Shoes, clothes, cans, fruit peels, takeaway boxes, and more, were strewn everywhere.

This struck Zhao Xuerong as strange since there used to be an auntie at ho who did the cleaning. She couldn’t understand why Ding Zhihao had fired her after her death, was it to make it inconvenient to bring other won ho?

But upon further thought, Ding Zhihao really hadn’t brought anyone ho, even for fun, as he generally went to hotels.

After walking around the house, Xiao Yue ca back and said, "There’s no one at ho."

"I know."

Zhao Xuerong showed no emotion, rely manifesting her form and simply tidying up the house.

Xiao Yue didn’t help, just silently watched.

It wasn’t until Zhao Xuerong stopped cleaning that both of them left as quietly as they had co.

"Where are we going now?" Xiao Yue asked curiously.

"To et my best friend."

Zhao Xuerong said with a smile, but her smile was extrely complicated.

She and her best friend had known each other since junior high, and had been very close for many years. But who could have imagined that right after she died, her friend would slander her in front of others, saying she was good-looking but worthless.

Saying her job all depended on her parents, claiming she looked pure but actually had several boyfriends in college, her private life a complete ss...

Saying she was petty and an, stupid and foolish, all looks and absolutely useless...

That infuriated Zhao Xuerong so much she really wanted to jump up and scratch her friend, but having beco a ghost, she could only watch angrily.

And her current visit to her best friend was not in search of revenge, but to see if her own death had anything to do with her.

When one girl spreads rumors about another, there’s a good chance that the criticism reflects issues with the rumormonger herself.

Zhao Xuerong’s best friend, Wu nglin, was exactly such a woman, with a highly disorderly private life.

Although she was not as beautiful as Zhao Xuerong, she was average and, with makeup, was quite a beauty. Coupled with a good figure, she also had many suitors.

However, she loved to play, enjoyed drinking and clubbing, and changed boyfriends one after another.

So when Zhao Xuerong found her, she was lying in bed sound asleep, with a man beside her.

Looking at Wu nglin with her ssy hair and makeup still on, Zhao Xuerong’s expression was complex.

Wu nglin had spread rumors about her, calling her stupid and dumb. Stupid she might not be, but dumb perhaps slightly —her academic performance had always been inferior to Wu nglin’s.

During exams, the playful and noisy Wu nglin would often outscore the hard-working Zhao Xuerong, and would even tutor Zhao Xuerong, which led to them becoming good friends.

Zhao Xuerong wasn’t actually dumb; she was just soone who grew up coddled in luxury. Her family arranged everything for her, so she never needed to worry or think much, which made her appear naive.

"What are you planning to do?"

Xiao Yue asked Zhao Xuerong with so curiosity.

"I’m planning to enter her dreams to take a look. Do you want to go in with ?" Zhao Xuerong asked.

As a Fan Soul, in mythological stories, ghosts have nearly all these abilities, which differs significantly from the ghosts in reality.

It seems like only the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner are considered complete ghosts.

But Xiao Yue shook her head and said, "No, brother has forbidden us from entering other people’s dreams."

"Eh, why?" Zhao Xuerong was surprised.

"Brother says, other people are Hell, and dreams are the projection of Hell."

Xiao Yue was sowhat puzzled by this, but it didn’t matter if she didn’t understand. Whether it was her, Duoduo, or Dou Dou, they would all strictly follow this rule.

But Zhao Xuerong, after all, was an adult and quickly understood what it ant.

From ancient tis to present, whether human nature is fundantally good or evil has never been definitively decided, but it is known that everyone has two sides. Wherever there is light, there must be darkness, as they are two sides of the sa coin.

Thus, even the kindest person during the day, deep down, definitely harbors so darkness.

In everyday life, people appear kind because they are constrained by morals, law, and reason.

But in dreams, when these constraints are lost, one can set themselves free, and all desires crawl out from the depths of their shadows, running rampant in dreams.

Murder, moral corruption, and complete indulgence of desires—everyone becos a ghost manifesting their desires, running wild in dreams.

Of course, it is not guaranteed that so, because of their upbringing, even in dreams, will still restrain themselves.

There are also those naturally noble in spirit, who remain a beacon of light even in dreams.

But such people are few and far between.

Most people, in their own dreams, sink into their desires, which is why Shen Siyuan forbids the trio from entering other’s dreams.

It’s for fear that these dreams would corrupt their eyes and thoughts.

"Then you wait here for ."

Zhao Xuerong instructed, then her body suddenly stretched out, turning into a beam of light that landed on Wu nglin’s forehead, silently entering her dream state.

Wu nglin was completely unaware, just turning over as she continued to sleep deeply.

As soon as Zhao Xuerong entered Wu nglin’s dream, she clicked her tongue. It was fortunate that Xiao Yue wasn’t allowed in, or it would have corrupted her eyes.

Behind her and in front, two humanoid monsters covered in tentacles had her sandwiched in between.

She was singing loud and joyous, a face full of pleasure.

PS: I don’t know what happened, using the auto-publishing, Chapter 232 and Chapter 231 were swapped.