Ming Shu turned impatiently. "Why are you following me?"
A pretty ghost was floating behind her. She was around twenty years old and appeared very normal. She didn't look hideous.
The female ghost replied firmly, "You can see me."
"So?" Ming Shu smiled. "Do you want me to redeem your soul? Do you have money? I don't want paper money."
"…"
The female ghost didn't expect Ming Shu to be such a money-lover.
Ming Shu continued, "If you don't have money, stop following me. If you do, I'll kill you!"
Ghosts could be killed too.
The female ghost: "…"
"I have money!"
The female ghost hurriedly shouted.
Ming Shu paused and turned around.
"I really have money." She finally saw someone that could see and talk to her. She mustn't let go of this opportunity. "You'll get money if you help me."
"What do you need me to do? Kill someone? I don't kill people."
