Ch3 - Spiritualism

Translator: Chipoholic

Editor: Decembery

28.

Su Yu’s handsome brows were furrowed when he awoke the next morning.

His expression was especially complicated when he looked at the skeleton in the living room.

He raised his hand and rubbed his brows, unsure whether it had all been a dream or if he had actually fainted after being smacked with a pillow by the skeleton.

If it was true, how resentful was that skeleton?

29.

Su Yu lowered his hand and turned to face Xiaobai in the living room. It was obviously still in the same posture as before, but he felt its bony face had a hint of…arrogance.

30.

Humph!

31.

When the phone rang, it was a familiar number. Su Yu rubbed his brows as he answered the phone. On the other end of the phone, a friendly voice could be heard. He sighed before speaking: I found the person you’re looking for.

Su Yu said all right and thanked him.

The person on the phone hesitated briefly: You still have to believe in science.

Su Yu’s voice was calm: Of course, I believe in science. I believe that the person I’m looking for can be scientific and call out his soul to me.

32.

….Call out a soul?

33.

Call out a soul? So incredible? Su Yu was in the top three in his grade for math, physics, and chemistry when he was in school. I assumed he was a believer in science. Was this guy looking for a soul seeker now? What is the process of summoning a soul? Is someone going to chant and dance in my house while wearing a mask and holding a bell?

My skeleton self flew over with a yell. The great gods forced me to point at Su Yu and demand: If you have anything to say, just say it. Then my lower jaw moved around its joint, and I gave Su Yu an embarrassed but polite smile.

That…Hey hehe, surprise!?

34.

The picture was too beautiful to think about.

35.

Su Yu hung up the phone. It appeared that the matter had been agreed upon. In the afternoon, the master would come to my house.

I didn’t want to see Su Yu in this state. I was also concerned about being kicked out of the skeleton.

Yesterday’s little ghost poked his head through the wall and patted me on the shoulder, his face contemptuous of this rookie: Why are you worried? Eighty percent of those people are swindlers. It is difficult to find someone with genuine talent.

I looked at him: Did you find a way to let me out?

Imp: Nope.

Me: Then why are you here?

Imp: To watch the excitement.

Me: ….See you.

36.

The kid did come up with a way to get me out temporarily, but only for a short time. He stated that the solution was given by a Daoist priest.

The little ghost and I were sitting on the window sill at the time, swaying our legs and gazing out the window at the tall buildings. The little ghost presented me with an ice cream specially made for ghosts. He claimed to have obtained it from the Daoist priest.

I assumed Daoist priests and ghosts were enemies, but the little ghost waved his hand: Ghosts and Daoist priests can also be friends. Besides, there are so many ghosts in this world; how can Daoist priests handle them all?

It made sense. Live and learn.

Oh no, it should be Live until Death, Learn until Death or maybe Continue learning after death.

I licked the chocolate-flavored ice cream, which was quite sweet. Su Yu had previously forbidden me from eating this stuff, claiming that it was harmful to my health.

I asked the little ghost why he didn’t request a long-term solution. It was already time for me to return to my skeleton form.

The kid sneered: It’s pointless. The root of the problem is within you. If you have obsessions, those obsessions will pull you to the closest and the most similar thing to yourself. It’s difficult to get rid of it.

I gave a nod. I realized I should have prepared an inflatable doll for myself. At the very least, I could have made a noise.

37.

The little devil refused to comment. Two ghosts sighed, regretting their lack of foresight before dying. However, not everyone has an obsession. Otherwise, inflatable doll manufacturers would have formed a partnership with urn manufacturers.

I tried refuting his obsevation: There are still a few days. I won’t be obsessed with his wedding once it’s over. Then I’ll be liberated.

For a brief moment, the imp looked at me and curled his lips: What rubbish! Who would believe you?

He reacted again a moment later: Oh! Even ghosts aren’t going to believe you!

38.

Me: Believe it or not. Anyway, my obsession is solely with this wedding. I wouldn’t be so angry if he had waited a month before marrying.

The little devil licked the icecream: It’s easy for you to say, but obsessions are not so easy to dispel. Some ghosts may remain in the world for hundreds of years as a result of an obsession.”

I inquired: How long have you been here?

The little devil shook his head and said: I can’t remember. It should be two or three hundred years.

I asked: What is your obsession?

The little devil tilted his head: I don’t remember.

I thought about it and asked: Is it that Daoist priest?

The little devil was silent for a long time. He bit the ice cream and said: Yes.

39.

As promised, the master arrived in the afternoon.

Su Yu is polite to others but not particularly enthusiastic. Su Yu’s companion looked at him with a worried expression. The words Brother, are you okay? were almost stamped on his face.

Su Yu was completely unaware of it.

The master was dressed in a Chinese tunic and appeared to be holding large Buddha beads in his hand. He got right to work after a brief greeting. He asked for the things I used frequently after walking around the house a few times, then closed his eyes and muttered some words. I was extremely nervous.

Was I really going to be summoned? What could I possibly say to Su Yu, ah? Big brother, I hope you’ve been doing well since we last spoke? Or, even better, request a wedding invitation?

It’s strange.

40.

I was fluttering around the room nervously. After a while of listening to them, the little devil became bored and sat on top of the skeleton, nibbling on the ice cream. He was dissatisfied because there was nothing exciting to watch.

I inquired as to why he couldn’t respect the master.

Before I could finish speaking, I noticed the master sigh and put down the prayer beads. Then, with an incomprehensible expression, he spoke in the tone of a transcended court official: I tracked him down. What would you like to say to him?

41.

I became nervous right away and unknowingly drifted between the master and Su Yu.

What will Su Yu question me about? How are things going for you in the afterlife? Do you want to come to my wedding? Can you grant me a long life later on?

Su Yu paused for a moment before saying calmly, “Ask him about the bank card pin.”

42.

Me: …

Fuck you!

My fav entry: No. 33. That imagine… haha.