Jiang Chen moved nimbly, like a monkey, and climbed another tree in a few quick motions. A female employee's corpse hung there, dressed in her staff uniform and skirt, her pale thighs exposed.
"Please don't take offense, miss. It's not that I want to put you through this, but the way you died really was too unsightly. I'm helping you strike a better-looking death pose. This is a great way to accumulate merit, too. If you really must thank me later, you can visit me in a dream..."
??? Ghost Qi +90!
The female employee nearly gaped in disbelief.
Have you got no fucking shame?
You're flipping a bunch of corpses back and forth, playing with us however you like, and you have the nerve to claim you're accumulating merit? What, am I supposed to thank you?
For some reason, when Jiang Chen picked up the female corpse, he kept feeling that her bulging eyes had widened a little more, staring straight at him.
He started in fright, his hands trembling.
He seemed to have gotten quite a scare.
"Holy crap!"
"Why is this corpse lady staring at me like that? Don't tell me she's got a thing for me?"
"The living and the dead belong to different worlds. There's no way we could be together. Corpse lady, you're a good person, but we're not right for each other. Just give up."
Not far away, the muscles in Sister Hong's and Gu Xiaonan's faces twitched slightly.
When they saw Jiang Chen's initial reaction, they had thought there really was a ghost capable of frightening this formidable man. Who would have thought he was worried about a corpse having a thing for him?
At the same time, the surrounding hanged ghosts all contributed a wave of ghost qi.
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