Chapter 571 275 Sweet Life

Chapter 571 275. Sweet Life

She fumbled around and grabbed the plastic bag in her arms. Inside was the waterproof clip she had wrapped tightly. The double insurance almost made Xia Beiluo cry.

Her chin was bleeding, washed clean by rain or tears. The water droplets blatantly stabbed her wound, uncovering the scraped flesh. The burning pain was nothing to Xia Beiluo.

The money lost and recovered is the best anesthetic in the world.

She gritted her teeth, and under the cold rain, her body seemed to grow up gradually. She walked forward and dug out the second-hand bicycle from the mud. The chain was broken, so she had to push the handrail, roll up her trouser legs, take off her shoes, hang them around her neck, and wade back through the water.

I can't remember how much time has passed.

Although she was a little slow, she soon saw her residence - a four-story apartment building. There was almost no light in the darkness. The creepers on the wall were like the claws of the devil, trembling in the darkness and rainstorm, looking extremely hideous.

A disgusting stench surged in the stinking ditch next to the apartment. It was a mixture of waste, garbage, excrement, remains of evil spirits and corpses from gang fights.

In short, it was the smell of poverty.

Xia Beiluo carefully pushed the car into the apartment building, ignoring the body of the security guard on the wall of the corridor. The church people promised to clean it up tomorrow, and the property management ran away after knowing that there was a fire here yesterday.

She paid a year's property management fee.

Xia Beiluo was not afraid of death. Death was the cheapest sleeping pill. She was more afraid of poverty because there was no targeted drug to solve poverty.

She locked the car, climbed up to the third floor step by step, and washed the wounds and stains in the public toilet before daring to return to the rental house.

It was rainy and dark.

Xia Beiluo took off her clothes and hung them on the wire between the beds to dry. She used a towel to dry her hair and body, and then lit the gas lamp.

Fearing that she would wet the bed, she had to squat naked on the ground, took out today's income from the plastic bag, and counted them one by one:

"1 Lingge, 15 Lingge... a total of 76 Lingge."

She was a little excited.

Now, she has saved 526 Lingge!

"If I make more money and pay some protection fees to the Black Snake Gang, I can go to the nightclub to work as a handyman. Then I can earn 120 Lingge a month. In 20 months a year, I can earn 2,400 Lingge. It only takes ten years to make up for tuition."

Xia Beiluo applied for a leave of absence on April 5 last year, and now he has been wandering in society for one year and three months.

His mother and father were undoubtedly very lucky. They did not see the time when they were forced to take a leave of absence, because they died in the gang fight three months in advance.

According to the church, her belief in the [Ghost Lord] was not devout enough, and her spirituality was too poor. She could not tame the weakest wandering soul until she was in the second year of high school. She was far from becoming a [medium].

Rather than letting her stay in the church school and affect other students, it is better to simply take a year off and find a way out for herself.

"The implication is that you should find some odd jobs for yourself and don't disturb other students from entering the seminary and affect the school's admission rate."

Under the rule of the Zi Luo unified government, ordinary people who want to improve their status can only rely on the path of the [weird] system, join the sects of [Ghost Lord], [Void Emperor] and [Source Heavenly Venerable], and serve the main god to live a good life.

When her parents were alive, they spent their life savings to send her to the church to study, hoping to change the fate of their family and become a decent person.

However, Xia Beiluo realized very early that human beings are unequal.

Born in a poor family, beautiful girls will be more favored. Even if they don't study much, they can get a recommendation letter by sleeping with the priest.

Xia Beiluo is not only mediocre in appearance, but also not outstanding in grades, and her spiritual ability is extremely poor.

The church school forced her to leave school, which was actually to persuade her to quit and expel her from school.

However, even so, Xia Beiluo still has her own way: as long as she works hard and saves enough tuition, she can go to the seminary at her own expense. At that time, as long as she studies hard, she can at least get a clerical job.

By then, she can make a name for herself.

"Current savings: 526, still short of the goal..."

She squatted on the cement floor of the apartment, holding the account book, and carefully calculated:

"- Not bad, only 25,474 spiritual points short!"

Soon, she can become a decent person.

She carefully put the savings into the suitcase at the bottom and put it in the safest corner. This is her most precious treasure. Even if she loses her life, she can't lose the money.

Then, she turned on the gas lamp, lay down on the mattress that the landlord didn't want, pulled up the blanket, and fell asleep quickly due to exhaustion and happiness.

……………………

Bang!

"What's going on? What's the noise!"

"The sewer is broken!"

"The toilet is blocked, damn, the water is coming out."

In a daze, a strong stench came over her, and Xia Beiluo woke up suddenly, and then almost vomited.

Her bed was soaked in dirty sewage, and her suitcase and folded clothes were floating on the water. The tenants of the apartment were cursing. Due to the heavy rain, the sewer was backflowing with rainwater, and the whole corridor was flooded with a mixture of filth.

Xia Beiluo was attacked by the stench, and her brain crashed for a moment, and then suddenly reacted. An indescribable fear instantly enveloped her body.

She screamed:

"Money!"

She rushed to the suitcase and pulled it onto the bed, but it was too late. The flood had soaked the entire suitcase, and her eyes immediately turned red.

The water was still spreading, and she didn't care so much. She lifted the suitcase high above her head and stood on the bed, letting her feet be flooded by the dirty water. Then the printed pillow she picked up was soaked and sank. She stood on tiptoe, and a piece of dirt was stained on her calf.

Xia Beiluo seemed to be dead. She was nailed to the spot, standing in the sewage blankly, like a giant standing upright, holding the luggage in her hand to her head.

Bang!

The window was washed open by the flood, and the rolling waves rolled out like a waterfall.

The heavy rain was still falling, but with the brave and hardworking residents cursing and saving themselves, the rise of sewage was gradually curbed.

In the second half of the night, the remnants of the rain were sparse, and the birds stood on the electric poles, singing with the wandering souls next to them.

The purple sun rose on the distant skyline, the cold was dispelled, the streets were washed by the flood, and the [Lord of the Ghosts] Church visited in time, rowing beautiful boats, singing the gospel and good name of the Lord everywhere.

"He makes us fearless of the night and walk side by side with the dead."

"He is willing to bear all the tragedies for us, and because of this, we are more frugal."

"He washes away your original sins and gives the wandering souls of heaven and earth a home."

"Praise my Lord - Godin Termann, you are the Lord of wandering souls, the Lord of heaven and earth, the great Lord, the Lord loves all things in the world equally, regardless of life or death, you will return to His underworld..."

The monotonous choir sang loudly in the drizzle, and the sound of blessing was transmitted to everyone's ears.

Click.

The suitcase fell, Xia Beiluo knelt on the ground, holding the savings in his hand that were soaked in sewage and rolled into a ball, and opened his mouth.

Then, she put down the mud, opened the notebook that had survived the disaster, and wrote happily:

"August 6: Heavy rain, loss 526."

"Deposit amount - 0"

"Distance to target: 26,000 spirits."

"Notes: Light rain turned to clear, flooding, roads blocked, but the sun was shining."