After Becoming a Little Sister

The bare little feet swayed, and the voice was teasing with a girl: "Hey, you two, when will you come with me?"

"Uh-uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

"Save you?" Seemingly able to hear the words of the two people whose mouths were covered, the girl who couldn't see her upper body couldn't see clearly laughed: "What are you saving? You are all dead. I'm asking when will you come with me?" Go to hell."

"Well?!"

"Why are you so surprised? You don't even think about it. Can you see this kind of scene alive?"

The girl said so, raised her beautiful legs and pointed out the broken window: "That's a lonely ghost, without a human figure, you don't want to be like that, do you?"

"No! No no!"

"Don't believe it, or it's useless to say that you don't believe it, or else, let's do an experiment."

The girl jumped off the bed, jumped up and down with her hands behind her back, youthful and lively, but the back made the two of them dumbfounded——

No brains! !

It was a person wearing a high school uniform, with beautiful long legs, and a beautiful voice, but without a head!

But the cute and headless girl turned around. If she looked at it from the front, she not only lost her head, but also her breasts...

Wait, is this gone or is it just like this?

But these are not important, at least the two victims have no other thoughts to consider these things.

Just such a scene is enough to scare the souls of the two victims away, and they can't suppress their screams even if they cover their mouths.

"Now, the underworld government also needs to carry out performance reforms and improve service quality. First, let me introduce myself. I am your envoy. You can call me... Bai Wuchang, um, yes, today I am a substitute. My colleague heard that the Fried Little Friends branch next door has finally opened here, and ran over to queue up. Internet celebrity restaurants are so troublesome these days. She didn’t believe it when I said it was an IQ tax. She died because she was too stupid. Yes, you're still so stupid now that you're dead."

The girl raised her hand to her non-existent chin, thought for a while and said so, then raised her finger and pointed at the two sisters who ignored her.

"As for the other side, it's your little friend and her sister."

"Ugh! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Aren't you friends? I thought you were together. After all, there are so many ways to play human beings. It seems that I have misunderstood..." The headless girl crossed her arms and said, "It will be difficult if you are not together, then Do you have to go through the trial again?"

"……Well?"

"Don't look at me that way, it's just that there are people in the underworld who are easy to handle. My sister came here first and got a management post in the underworld. Now she seems confident enough to pick up people. After all, this is the so-called merit. Shading future generations, since you guys are not her little friends, you will be judged carefully. If it is clean, it is fine, but if it is a little unclean, at least it is three knives and six holes. Roll, bread crumb kind."

"..."

"I said when will you realize the fact that you are dead? If you do, this thing will not be able to trap you." The headless girl pointed to the restraint belt on the hospital bed: "Hurry up, stand up and talk , don’t be tired of listening to it all the time.”

As she spoke, she picked her ears—or made a movement of picking her ears.

Then the two people lying on the bed watched as her little finger nails swelled several times and forcefully 'poked' into the air, her head loomed in the air—it was a looming skeleton head!

The details can only be seen clearly where her fingernails are brushed, just like the kind of decryption cards of the Little Tigers that she used when reading books when she was a child.

Among the two victims, Mr. Qin was the first to realize the fact of his 'death', let go of his thoughts for a while, passed through the belts that restrained him, and then sat up straight from the bed.

Then he stared blankly in front of him, as if he couldn't accept the fact that he was dead.

The headless girl ignored him and turned to the other side: "What about you?"

"Uuuuuu-"

"Don't say stupid things about you not dead. I don't know how many people are like you, but in the end you still have to accept the reality. Can't you be more materialistic? Idealism can't bring you back to life!"

The headless girl said it was true.

In fact, it wasn't—it was just a mental illusion that she had sketched out.

Thanks to the previous experience of being pulled in by the puppet ancient wood, she borrowed the copy of the puppet ancient wood to develop her own virtual illusion. Although it cannot be 100% realistic, it is better than the stand-alone game where only one person can be pulled in. it is good.

Now everyone can connect!

Although most of the time, whether the game can be online or not, it does not depend on the game.

But the poor player doesn't have any friends...

Alia was naturally playing with the three of them at the moment. In reality, everyone was lying down, and there was still a glutinous rice ball on the face of the poor Ke Fangtang.

Originally, I wanted to give her Lantern Festival, but the supermarket next to the hospital didn’t sell Lantern Festival. Only those glutinous rice balls were sold by the patient’s family members in the small supermarket thinking about today’s holiday. Aliya relied on her beautiful face like a little angel. After messing around a few times, the dishes are still borrowed from others and have to be returned later.

But now it seems that even if you don't taste the sweetness of glutinous rice balls, you are still happy to be able to meet your sister.

The headless girl sighed—even though this older sister was drawn from her own subconscious...

Mr. Qin, who was struggling out, came back to his senses, and tried to grab the headless girl next to him with his hand, but he was in vain.

His face was terrified, mixed with anger, and in the anger there was faint grievance. In the grievance, there were three points of unruly, three points of sadness and three points of MMP. Seeing the headless girl was eye-opening, and felt that this micro-expression swayed the current situation. Fresh meat, debut can definitely become a new generation of actors rather than pure idol stars.

Speaking of which...why does this guy look familiar?

The headless girl touched her non-existent chin: "What's your name?"

"...Are you really...really Bai Wuchang?" Mr. Qin looked at his hands, his fingertips were trembling.

"I've already said that I'm a substitute."

"...I'm dead...how could I be dead...I'm not dead! I'm still young! I'm only 20 years old! How could I..."

"Okay, okay, I know you're still young, I'm still eighteen, what's more tender than anyone else, let me ask your name—what's your name?"

The headless girl took out a notebook from behind, stuck out her pink tongue in the void, and licked the bloody brush: "Name, gender."

"..."

"If you don't say anything, you will be deep-fried later, and you may even fry it again to control the oil."

"... Qin Xinchuan."

"Qin Xinchuan—wait a minute, what's your relationship with Qin Wangchuan?"

"Qin Wangchuan?" Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment: "That's me... brother - but he died at a very young age, does he also have something to do with it here?!"

After speaking, Mr. Qin's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise.

"That's not true. When children come to our side, they quickly arrange to reopen. If they are bear children, they will be bombed directly. I just remember meeting your brother back then."

Speaking of the headless girl, she gestured to a small height with emotion: "He was only so tall back then, how pitiful, I even hugged him."

"..." Mr. Qin looked at her with subtle eyes, as if looking at a stinky woman who lied and never blinked: "My brother died in three months."

"Oh, that's why I remembered wrongly, he was so tall at that time." The girl's hand stretched out for no reason, touching the ground, and gestured for the height of a baby: "Anyway, I have seen him before, Believe it or not, he is at least better than you."

The co-author is not Qin Wangchuan's peer, but a product of world line disturbance?

Perhaps it was because Qin Wangchuan left early that his family doted on this bastard so much, which eventually led to a series of tragedies.

"Sure enough, since ancient times, loving mothers have lost many children. Why can't I meet this kind of loving mother?" The headless girl sighed, writing and drawing in her notebook: "Tell me, what happened, remember it." Say it all over again, don't try to hide it, ask Xintai later, if you remember it but don't tell it, it will be an active concealment, and the crime will be aggravated, and you will be replaced with red oil when you are bombed."

"..."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"...too much I'm thinking."

"Huh?!" The headless girl was so shocked that her head fell off. She picked up the skeleton head that fell on the ground and put it on herself: "I said, don't think about it, it has to be something that violates the laws of the underworld. Water or swearing doesn’t count, otherwise the gang of stinky gamers will be the most stinky and weird every day, even if we make a tempura street, we won’t be able to blow it up.”

Young Master Qin's expression changed again and again, as if this explanation didn't reach him.

Got it, this is scum!

The headless girl closed the small book with a 'Pa-ta--': "Forget it, you don't need to talk about it, it's too long to bother to listen, so as not to get angry and kill you again later."

"I—I'm dead now, will I die again?"

"Ghosts can't die?" The headless girl took out a piece of paper: "What's this word?"

On that piece of paper, there is a word [聻] written in strong and vigorous italics.

"...Deaf deaf?"

"At first glance, it means that you didn't learn well in the cultural class, and you didn't pass the Chinese, right? This word is gradually pronounced, and gradually the dog's belt is gradually reduced. When people die, they become ghosts. When ghosts die, they become ghosts. Death is hope, and death is hope. So in theory, you still have You can die four times, are you happy?"

"I--"

"Okay, leave me alone, just stay and go," the headless girl waved her hand, and sat by the window of another victimized girl: "What do you call a beauty?"

"Uuuuuu-"

"I said that your imagination is lacking enough, can't you even imagine what it would be like to die?"

The headless girl took out a mirror and handed it to her: "Hey, look more."

The victim girl looked into the mirror subconsciously, then her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of fear.

In the mirror, his complexion was blue, with traces of dead and terrifying veins and blood vessels, his mouth was wide open, his tongue was sticking out, his eyeballs were so protruding that they were about to collapse from their sockets, they were bloodshot, and the pupils of his eyes were bloodshot. There is a layer of gray-white haze.

"From the perspective of the classification of hanged ghosts, your face is relatively standard. Don't be too sad, but calling you beautiful is not because you look good, but because we have to be polite in the service industry. Originally, I wanted to call you stupid. Hey, considering that you have come all the way to deliver it, I'll give you some face."

"I... I'm dead..."

"Yes, you hanged yourself, let me see - on February 2th, you hanged outside the window sill, and left a suicide note before you died. It was for your sister. There are two lines on it, one line is' I'm sorry sister, I'm tired', the second line is 'good night', it looks like a literary girl."

"I, I didn't! Impossible!"

The victim girl struggled and rolled off the bed: "I can't commit suicide! I didn't do anything! And I——she killed me! It was her! Absolutely she murdered me!"

"so what?"

"Look for her! Catch her!"

"Have you misunderstood something? This is not Yangjian." The headless girl closed her notebook: "The state owns the state laws, and the family has family rules. Arresting people and punishing them is the official business of Yangjian. You are dead—dead—— —So after death, there is no room for redemption.”

As she spoke, she seemed to mean something, and she seemed to be simply expressing emotion: "So, after you die, whether others praise you or scold you, remember you or forget you, they have all been with you. It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with you whether you have someone to help you avenge your revenge, in the final analysis, because you are no longer in that world."

Ke Fangtang next to her hadn't realized why she could take it for granted that there were more people beside her, but she had already started to subconsciously listen to this passage. She opened her mouth, looked at the elder sister in front of her, and then at the headless girl His back, his expression fell into a trance for a moment.

Her sister just looked at her with tender eyes, gently stroking her hair, tenderly like a dummy...

"I have no grievances with her! Why did she treat me like this! Why!!"

The victim girl was crying, screaming and crying hysterically in the room: "Why—"

So everyone looked at Ke Fang Tang, who leaned over beside her and hugged her gently: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry—you only said sorry when you killed me! You only said sorry when you killed me! I'm not my sister! Why did you find me if you had a grudge!"

"Before you, didn't you also deliberately set up a group to speak ill of me behind your back?" Kefang Tang, who was holding her, didn't raise his face, but just whispered into her ear: "Slandering people behind your back... Wouldn't it be painful?"

"Pain—" the victim girl sobbed, her expression distorted with resentment: "I just said something bad about you and you just treat me like this!"