Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

The cheongsam ghost asked: "Is there anything we can help you with?"

"What I want to say," Ji Qingyu paused and said, "Don't be afraid."

"We are investigators of the Special Intelligence Bureau, we are not afraid." The cheongsam ghost smiled sweetly. Qin Wu was already dead, what else could scare them two ghosts?

She took a deep breath and said, "I was just...followed by the second male lead in my book!"

"The second male lead in your book?" The Cheongsam Ghost and the Drowned Ghost looked at each other and asked seriously, "Who is he?"

Hearing her serious tone, could it be that a new evil cultivator has appeared in some imperial capital?

Although they are both ghosts, they are working in the Secret Service after all. If they discover any important information and report it to their superiors, they can get more paper money.

"It's not who he is. It doesn't matter which one he is. The key is that he is a character in a novel. He is virtual and fake, but he appears in reality. Do you understand?" Ji Qingyu spoke quickly. explained.

She has been particularly unlucky recently. It rains a lot in the imperial capital, but she encounters rain every day when she goes out. It wasn't until the past two days that she discovered that the rain was very strange. It only fell under her head and not elsewhere.

As the saying goes, good things never come in pairs and bad things never come alone. Yesterday Ji Qingyu was going to the supermarket to buy something. As she was going out, she suddenly remembered that she forgot to bring an umbrella.

The strange thing is that it stopped raining outside when she didn't bring an umbrella.

She was wondering in her heart, and was about to turn around and go home to get her umbrella, when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a vague figure behind her.

Ji Qingyu was startled. Could it be that she was being targeted?

It would be fine if it was a thief, but what if it was some kind of perverted murderer...

Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but beat fast. She squatted down again and pretended to tie her shoes. She glanced behind her and saw that the man was wearing a green gown.

She breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't look like a bad person. After all, she couldn't run fast in a long gown.

Maybe I was overthinking it, and they just happened to be passing by.

But when she got the umbrella, thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the next second, it started pouring rain.

The man in the green shirt was still following her closely. Ji Qingyu ran directly to the property management office of the community and told the security guard that someone was following her.

The security guard said in confusion that there was no one behind her, and he called up the surveillance camera to show her that she was indeed the only one.

Ji Qingyu was so scared that her hands were cold. If she wasn't a human, then she was a ghost?

Wait, why is this turquoise gown so familiar?

Isn't this the second male lead in her novel?

I’ve heard of authors traveling into novels written by themselves, but have you never heard of characters traveling into the author’s world?

After listening to her description, the cheongsam ghost tried hard to control the raised corners of his mouth and said, "I understand, you continue."

"He has been following me without saying a word. He just hides in the corner and stares at me. Hasn't it rained a lot in the Imperial Capital recently? It was also his fault, and he was specifically in the area near me," Ji Qingyu gestured with her hands He made a circle and said, "He deliberately retaliated against me because I wrote him so badly in the book. You don't know, when I go out every day, I feel like that Xiao..."

"Puch." The drowned ghost still couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Is this person stupid for writing a novel? Can the characters in the book still appear in reality, take revenge on the author, and even control the situation?

The second male lead she wrote may not be some kind of dragon king in the sea.

The cheongsam ghost kicked him under the table, and he put his hand on his mouth, pretending to clear his throat.

"What are you laughing at?" Ji Qingyu asked with a frown. Don't these things sound scary?

The Drowned Ghost immediately lowered his head, looked at the notebook on the table, and said, "Ahem... I remembered something happy."

"What happy thing?"

"I have been placed in line for reincarnation." The Drowned Ghost said seriously.

The cheongsam ghost on the side also covered his mouth, and the whole ghost laughed into vibrating mode.

"Why are you laughing again?"

"Well, I've also been placed in line for reincarnation." The cheongsam ghost pinched his thighs, trying to keep his voice from trembling.

"You are so young and you have to start lining up for reincarnation?" Ji Qingyu asked in confusion. She had heard of people taking exams at work and studying, but she didn't expect people to take exams directly for reincarnation.

The drowned ghost forcefully explained: "Yes, yes, otherwise you won't be able to grab it if you wait until you are dead."

Ji Qingyu sighed, why did she think the Secret Service was so unreliable?

She also went to see several Feng Shui masters this morning and spent a lot of money to buy all kinds of talismans and ornaments, but none of them worked.

I thought that an official organization like the Secret Service would be better, but who would have thought that it would be.

Ji Qingyu stood up, picked up the umbrella in the corner, and hurried out.

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

The wild laughter of the two ghosts echoed in the room. The cheongsam ghost laughed and wiped the tears from laughter.

The Drowned Ghost suddenly stabbed her with his arm and said, "Hey, look out the window."

"What's wrong?" The cheongsam ghost poked his head curiously and saw Ji Qingyu walking on the sidewalk holding an umbrella. The ground nearby was dry, but only a small area above her head was raining.

The two ghosts looked at each other. Could it be that what she said was true?