After entering the penthouse suite, Ning Huanxin casually gave the doorman two hundred-dollar bills as a tip, and found a place to put her luggage and other things herself.
Deadly walk-on: I have arrived at the hotel successfully.
Ning Huanxin sat on the comfortable sofa, took out her mobile phone, and sent a message to the WeChat group.
A few seconds later, the group became lively again—
The unjust ghost: Well, then... that's good. Is your sister-in-law okay
The walk-on guy: Well, that’s pretty good.
Ning Huanxin didn't know what to say.
Humans and ghosts have different paths, and no matter how strong the feelings are, they can't compete with the distance between life and death.
Faceless Ghost: Huanxin, can you ask Huangquan Express to mail my mask over? Otherwise, how could I have the nerve to go to the world to meet people? I'll send you the address. Today is July 14th, and Huangquan Express will be open all day until the 15th.
Walk-in: Oh, okay, I'll do it in a minute.
It turns out that during the Ghost Festival, express delivery from the underworld not only does not take holidays, but is also on call 24 hours a day
What a conscience of the industry!
Ning Huanxin found the official account of Huangquan Express on WeChat, then chose to send it to the underworld, and determined her coordinates in the underworld.
She is already very skilled in this series of operations.
Within seconds, there was a knock on her door.
Ning Huanxin quickly ran over and opened the door. She was still wearing the familiar Huangquan Express work clothes and the familiar peaked cap. However, the person in front of her was not Song Yi with yin and yang eyes, but a petite girl wearing a little blue skirt.
"Hello, Huangquan Express. I am the recipient, Little Kite."
Little Kite stood at the door and smiled at Ning Huanxin.
"Hello, come in, are you the area recipient of Donghai City?"
Ning Huanxin flew the little kite in and asked as she walked.
"Oh, no, I just came here to help. Miss, you also know that today is July 14th, and July 14th to July 15th is the Hungry Ghost Festival. What day is the Hungry Ghost Festival? That is the double of your world. It’s November! There’s a mountain of express delivery between the underworld and the underworld! All the express delivery companies are out of stock!”
Ning Huanxin:…
Well, indeed, there is Valentine’s Day, Double Eleven, and Double Twelve in the earth, and there are also Tomb-Sweeping Festival, Hungry Ghost Festival, and Double Ninth Festival in the underworld!
"Miss, where is your express delivery?"
Little Kite blinked and looked around Ning Huanxin.
"Wait a moment."
Ning Huanxin turned around and found the two masks she had chosen for the Faceless Ghost in her suitcase. She scanned them with her mobile phone and packed them automatically immediately.
"Eh? It turns out that you also have an underworld system, and you are your own person!"
Little Kite didn't know when he stood behind Ning Huanxin, and when he saw Ning Huanxin's phone screen, Little Kite couldn't help but smile at her: "Oh, I remembered, you are the human being that Brother Song Yi was talking about! "
"Do you know Song Yi too?"
Ning Huanxin was stunned and asked the little kite curiously.
"Why don't you know him? Brother Song Yi... is my benefactor."
Mentioning Song Yi, Little Kite's eyes sparkled. She was originally a female ghost whose memory had disappeared. She was about to disappear between heaven and earth. Song Yi accidentally met her and saved her, and introduced her to Huangquan Express. Work, although... She is usually just a logistics handyman for Huangquan Express, but occasionally when the express station is busy, Song Yi will ask her to help deliver and pick up express delivery.
"I had no thoughts or feelings before, but since I started working at Huangquan Express, I have gradually developed feelings of my own."
Little Kite smiled happily at Ning Huanxin.
Although she is just a ghost, she also longs to be able to experience joys and sorrows, and to know joy and anger, instead of being a numb ghost.