IMMFBCG Chapter 4 V2

Afterward, Ye Xue called her master, Ye Yangyun. “Master, I just transferred the money, so please remember to check your account.”

Ye Yangyun sighed, “Ah Xue, I’ve told you, you should keep the money for yourself. There’s no need to send it to me.”

While he was already planning to secretly transfer the money back to her later, Ye Xue saw through his intentions and quickly said, “Don’t even think about sending it back, or I’ll have to come back here to deal with it again. You wouldn’t want me running around in the heat, would you?”

By the end of her sentence, her voice was soft and pitiful.

Given that she still had a Nokia phone without mobile banking, she could only make calls and send texts.

“Ahem!” Ye Yangyun cleared his throat and promised, “Alright, I won’t send it back.”

He was already scheming to sneak the money into her backpack when she came home for the holidays.

Ye Yangyun was about to say something else, but Ye Xue, fearing more nagging, quickly hung up.

Not long after, he received a notification from the bank about the transfer. When he saw the number of zeros, he was stunned. “Did this girl rob a bank?”

In a way, his guess wasn’t too far off—it wasn’t much different from robbing a bank.

Ye Xue’s transfer shocked her master, and when he called back, she reassured him that the money was earned legally.

Ye Yangyun wasn’t worried that she was involved in anything shady—he knew her character well—but he did worry that she might have been scammed.

Ye Xue quickly added, “If you don’t believe me, you can consult the divination.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, then Ye Yangyun suddenly realized and teased, “Oh, right, thanks for the reminder.”

“Master!” Ye Xue couldn’t help but call out in protest.

Ye Yangyun laughed heartily, “I’m just teasing you.”

A moment later, Ye Xue heard someone calling her master from his side, and they sounded urgent. Puzzled, she asked, “Master, is something wrong?”

Ye Yangyun replied, “Ah Xue, I’ll talk to you later. Someone’s calling me to deliver a package.”

Ye Xue: “???”

She felt a pang of sadness. Have we become so poor that Master has to make a living delivering packages?

Her earlier joy vanished, replaced by a burning resolve to earn more money.

“Master, don’t worry. I’ll work hard to make money!” With that, she hung up.

Ye Yangyun was left bewildered.

We just finished talking, and I was advising her not to overwork herself. Now, suddenly, she’s talking about making more money again.

His companion urged him, “Hurry up, the game’s starting!”

“Coming, coming!” With no time to think further, he replied quickly.

A group of old friends opened their phones, logged into PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds, and began their journey of “delivering packages.”

From then on, the map was populated by a few more players who were swiftly eliminated upon landing.

Ye Xue put her phone away, her mind heavy with thoughts.

The Zhang Celestial Master’s lineage has fallen this low.

It seems no matter how hard I work, I’ll never earn enough.

Ye Xue walked toward the bus stop, pulled two coins from her backpack, and prepared to take the bus back to the temple.

After waiting a while, the bus finally arrived. She inserted her coins and boarded the bus, only to be shocked by what she saw inside.

One ghost, two ghosts… so many ghosts.

Among them, one had a pale blue face and blood streaming from all seven orifices, staring directly at Ye Xue.

In her mind, Ye Xue silently cursed, clenching her fists, almost unable to resist punching the ghost. However, since the bus was full of living people, she forced herself to hold back.

Someone behind her grew impatient and urged, “Are you getting on or not? There’s a line behind you!”

Ye Xue turned, offering an apologetic smile. “Sorry.”

The boy behind her, initially annoyed, blushed when he saw her face, his tone softening immediately. “No, no, it’s fine. We’re not in a hurry.”

Even though he said that Ye Xue didn’t linger at the entrance. She ignored the eerie ghosts inside, fighting off the goosebumps, and walked deeper into the bus. She could still hear one ghost wailing, “Stop pushing! There’s no room for more ghosts over here!”

A passenger behind her muttered, “Isn’t it 36°C today? Why does the bus feel so chilly? The AC can’t be this cold.” It was as if they were inside an icebox. Next to him, a ghost—nearly squashed out of shape—complained, “This side’s full of ghosts, move to the back!”

Ye Xue found an empty seat and sat down. She had barely relaxed when she came face to face with another ghost.

This one was a spirit from a car accident, its features mangled beyond recognition. Only its eyes remained intact, and they stared blankly, wide open, directly at Ye Xue.

“!!!” Ye Xue was so spooked by the ghost’s gruesome appearance that she wanted to exorcise it on the spot. If it weren’t for the fact they were on a bus, the ghost would have been banished hundreds of times over by now.

The accident ghost turned to the ghost next to it and said, “I need to send a dream to my family. Tell them to burn me something as pretty as that.”

“That might be a bit tricky.”

As the two ghosts continued their discussion, they edged closer to Ye Xue, with one of them sighing as it covered its face, “She’s so beautiful. I feel like I’m looking at a fairy!”

Ye Xue kept her composure, though her fists were clenched tight. She resisted the urge to exorcise them, instead pretending to feel carsick, rubbing her temples and turning her gaze to the scenery outside.

But what she saw outside startled her.

Right ahead, a dense black shadow was entangled with countless ghosts. Ye Xue had never seen such a cursed fate before. Within the blackness, there was also a golden glow of karmic virtue.

So many ghosts.

Ye Xue couldn’t help but start counting them, but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t count them all.

Why are there so many ghosts here? Is this what a big city is like?

Before she could figure out an answer, the bus had already started moving.

With the inertia of the bus, both people and ghosts began shouting.

Expressionless, Ye Xue covered her ears.

Not far away…

Yu Qi, supported by his assistant, boarded the bus. His face was pale, and he coughed lightly into a handkerchief, paying no attention to the bloodstains left behind.

Suddenly, he instinctively clutched his chest, as if sensing something, his heart beating wildly.

Yu Qi paused as he entered the bus, glancing forward and looking around, but he found nothing unusual.

All he could see was the usual traffic ahead.

“Sir, are you alright?” His assistant, noticing his pause, asked worriedly.

“It’s nothing.” Yu Qi sat down inside the car and said calmly, “Drive.”