I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 809: Claiming Lives

Chapter 809: Chapter 809: Claiming Lives

The impact was not slight, and the other person was sent flying by you.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Seeing that the person was hit hard, you hurriedly ran to him, intending to extend your hand to help him up.

However, as soon as your hand reached out, the person screamed and scrambled forward, running wildly.

Watching the person flee, you couldn’t help scratching your head, "Am I that scary?"

Just as you were about to turn around, the man who had just fled let out another scream and stumbled backward, his originally handsome face showing expressions of horror and fear.

"Don’t come any closer, stay away from me!"

Huh?

You stood still, looking at the man with a sense of bewilderment under the dim streetlight, as he continued retreating until his back was against the wall.

"I’ve told you, I have nothing to do with this, really nothing at all, I was just passing by!"

Before you could understand what was happening, the streetlight behind the man suddenly flickered off. The already poor visibility became even murkier and darker.

At that moment, a red figure slowly emerged from the darkness, with the man leaning against the wall as if it could offer him a sense of security, simultaneously shifting his body toward you.

The moment the red figure entered your line of sight, you were startled!

Black hair hung down, even dragging on the ground, but you couldn’t see her feet. Thinking your eyes were playing tricks on you, you rubbed them and stared intently a few times, but still couldn’t see her feet, and she just floated toward you.

"Don’t come any closer, ah! Stay away from me!!"

The man must have not been new to such encounters, his panic-stricken movements were all over the place, his words jumbled, "I didn’t kill you, really! Elder sister, please be merciful, the magnanimous one spares others, oh no, the magnanimous ghost spares others, please let me go. I’m still young, only eighteen, with over a billion in family assets waiting for me to squander, and so many girls waiting for me to—oh no, waiting for my affection!"

A prank?

You stood by, finding the scene interesting, simply standing there and watching the two with a look of curiosity and amusement, or rather, watching one person and one ghost.

"Give me back my life!"

The woman in red let out a piercing wail and lunged straight at the man.

Amidst the screams, the man suddenly dashed to the left, charging straight toward you!

The two of you collided once again.

However, when you looked up, your pupils constricted, and this time you finally saw clearly!

The woman in red truly had no legs!

Her body just floated in midair, her face, which should have been delicate, was slashed with wounds, shocking to the eye!

During the struggle, the man accidentally poked your eye with his fingernail—hiss!

Pain! Intense pain!

As the man turned over to one side, only then did you open your eyes, which were in unbearable pain. The wound that the man had just poked had also started to bleed. The moment the blood flowed into your eyes, your mind suddenly "boomed!" as if exploding!

At the same time, your blood-stained eyes met the vengeful ghost’s eyes, which were charging straight at you.

At this moment, countless images flickered through your eyes.

Together, these images formed the life story of this woman.

Her name was Chai Hong, twenty-seven years old, a department head at a foreign-invested company, with a master’s degree in finance.

Chai Hong was outstanding at her job, and coupled with her attractive appearance, many pursued her. However, due to family reasons, she had never had a boyfriend at twenty-seven. The reason she worked so hard was solely for the orphanage that raised and nurtured her. Every month, excluding essentials, all of her salary was transferred to the orphanage’s account, and she often visited the director and the children.

But her life was ruined by a man.

She didn’t even know his name, but he had been lurking on the edges of her world for more than six months.

He was always in the corners, watching her silently, never daring to step into her world actively.

In the final image, the man trying desperately to escape by your side approached Chai Hong in an expensive sports car, holding a bouquet of flowers so large it could cover a person.

As usual, Chai Hong skillfully rejected the offer.

The man seemed dejected, but quickly received a phone call. During the call, he carelessly tossed the large bouquet of roses into the bushes nearby.

After the man left, the man who had been secretly watching Chai Hong emerged from the shrubs, holding the roses, and followed Chai Hong’s footsteps.

But he didn’t speak, just trailed behind her.

When they reached a deserted street corner, the man finally spoke. He uttered some words, but Chai Hong coldly rejected him. That man, who was normally accustomed to hiding in the shadows, suddenly leaped forward, forced the bouquet over Chai Hong’s head, and with a rope he had prepared, tied the plastic bag that held the roses.

Roses, with their bright red and attractive petals, are beloved by countless women and are symbolic of love; however, beneath the flowers are thorns, and Chai Hong’s face was scratched by them.

The man knocked Chai Hong out with a stick and then tossed her into a nearby large trash bin like garbage.

As for how Chai Hong died, there were no more images, which meant she had died during her unconsciousness after being knocked out.

You shivered, but at this moment, you discovered that Chai Hong’s face, covered in scratches, was almost upon you, her claws reaching for your throat.

Seeing the claws that could easily pierce through your throat lunging at you, you hurriedly shouted, "Chai Hong, the man who knocked you out and threw you into the trash bin isn’t this rich guy who gave you roses, but another guy who’s been skulking in the corner and secretly watching you for half a year!"

The claw stopped mere centimeters from your throat, and Chai Hong’s eyes flashed with a cold light as she looked at you.

Swallowing hard, you quickly turned your head and shouted to the man standing still, uncertain whether to run or stay, "Hey, buddy, if this doesn’t get resolved, she’ll definitely chase you to the ends of the earth. Only by dispersing the resentful qi on the vengeful ghost can she descend to the Underworld and enter the six realms of reincarnation."

The man’s handsome face showed a struggle but quickly turned towards you and Chai Hong.

Chai Hong also began to levitate slowly, her eyes bloodshot.

"Ahem," the man cleared his throat. Although he was somewhat afraid to look at Chai Hong, he still spoke, "Well, Elder Sister Chai, I truly didn’t kill you, and I had absolutely no motive for murder. That day, after you rejected me for the third time, I received a phone call from a friend and immediately went off to a party, tossing the flowers into the bushes without a second thought."