NovelStartIn the re-cooked pot of Madame Maya's soup, a sudden burst of fragrance filled the air.
Madame Maya stared at the soup confusingly. She had been cooking the soup for hundreds of years. The soup was tasteless and colorless, reflecting the various states of the ghosts who drank it.
But now, Madame Maya's soup smelled delicious.
Madame Maya suddenly saw the original appearance of humans from the faint mist.
The moment of transition between death and rebirth...
Madame Maya felt relieved, and the soup seemed to be changed.
Those who were deep in love were not afraid of life or death. All things in the world could not escape the influence of emotions.
A bowl of Madame Maya's soup allowed them to forget everything in the past life...
Madame Maya couldn't control herself and recook the soup a few times. However, the soup tasted the same as the first pot.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMadame Maya returned to her position and gave the ghost spirits a bowl of soup.
All the ghost spirits fell silent after drinking Madame Maya's soup, no matter how many thoughts and reluctance were in their mind.
They instantly became numb and jumped down the Cliff of Reincarnation without any expression.
Madame Maya whispered, “So, the previous batches of soup lacked quality control. Jean was right...” No matter how strong her soup was, there was occasionally someone who drank seven or eight bowls of soup and couldn't forget their memories...
At that time, she sighed and lamented why life was so hard...
Some reports even said that some ghost spirits reincarnated with the memories from the past life and carried them forward until they were four or five years old and gradually erased.
Now, as she looked at the bowl of soup, the number of people reborn with memories should be directly decreased.
“I did it!” Madame Maya said happily. She could finally leave here.
She had been there for hundreds of years and lost the desire to stay longer.
At this moment, Grace was collecting the tear and felt something in the Human Realm. She looked at her palm.
Her palm seemed to turn black. She even heard someone murmuring in her ears.
Lilly's voice suddenly appeared in her mind, “Grace!” Grace shook and continued forward without any expression.
She visited the Second Junior High School of Hallow Country to find the last tear.
She saw a tall boy walk out from the school gate.
The boy’s expression did not match his age.
Grace stared at the boy. What she didn’t know was the boy was actually Alban.
Lilly pulled her parents and ran around a park in the Underworld.
They left the Ghost Town.
The surrounding grass and trees were dead, and there was no wind or floral fragrance, but Lilly just felt happy.
This was the happiest day for her in the past few years.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Daddy, Mommy, lift me high!” Lilly said.
Blake stopped to ponder and laughed.
He lifted Lilly into the air. They were having a good time.
Jean was scared due to their action.
They truly dared to say and do anything! She anxiously said, “That's all, put her down...” She tried to catch Lilly. She can easily fly as a ghost, but when she saw Lilly’s happy face, she couldnt bear to...
Lilly hugged Jean in mid-air, so Blake caught both of them when they fell down.
Blake asked, “Was it fun?” Jean replied, “Well, it's not bad.” It was quite fun...
Lilly asked, “Daddy, where are we going now?” Lilly was so happy and seemed to forget she was the Ruler of Hell and needed to return...
She only wanted to follow her mum and dad and grew up happy and ordinary.
Blake gently said, “Let's go home.” Lilly replied, “Yes!” She thought for a moment and realized something wasn’t right.
Go home? Well, Granny must have been waiting for a long time.
However, Blake shook and said, “Back to our original home.” Lilly was stunned and couldn't understand Blake's words.
Which home did he really mean? Then, she heard an annoying voice say, “Wait!” It was the King of Cities!
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