After playing the role of NPC, she has to cover her waistcoat every day

Chapter 6 [S01 Ghost NPC Doctor Book]

How should I write about [Doctor]’s past experience?
A story that is wonderful enough to make people cry.

This requires too much writing skills.

Si Yu scratched his head, looking bitter and resentful, as if he was facing some worldly problem.

Hopefully, it won't be too difficult to write.

[S01 Ghost NPC Doctor Book]

She was originally a lively saint who was loved by everyone in the Panhuan tribe who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

Since his birth, his eyes have been able to communicate with spirits and peek into the world.

The Panhuan tribe had great respect for ghosts and gods, saying that she was a blessed call from God, so they made her a saint and she was loved by everyone.

The saint is beautiful, lively and cheerful, well-informed and sensible, and has been different from others since she was a child.

She loves the ink-scented words in books and the lush medicinal herbs in the mountains. She often secretly asks ghosts in the mountains to bring three or five medical books and literary classics to the human world. Sometimes she will also ask to bring back some gadgets from girls' homes.

She had never thought of slipping away to the human world to explore the prosperous and prosperous world described in the book, because the tribe members had warned her since she was a child that the human world was dangerous and very dirty!
The high priest often stroked her head and told her repeatedly: "You must not go to the human world! Corrupt thoughts and endless desires are unforgivable and unforgivable sins!"

Tribal life is not boring day after day. Fortunately, there are ghosts and ghosts in the mountains as companions, and they can read medical books to relieve their boredom in their spare time.

I heard ghosts say that the war suddenly broke out, and the world was raging with war, and countless people died in the war.

I never thought that this hidden tribe hidden in the mountains and fields would one day be discovered.

"We came here to avoid the war, please take us in!"

"The Panhuan tribe will never welcome outsiders to visit!"

"Please, for the sake of my three-year-old child, please save us. The child has not eaten for three days!"

The child's complexion was sallow, he had not eaten for several days and was a little dying, and he stared with a pair of dim eyes.

The saint couldn't bear it. After several requests, the high priest just sighed and countless emotions flashed in his eyes.

"That's it, Yao'er, you will understand in the future..."

The addition of new faces is like throwing a pebble into water, causing many ripples in the water; it is also like dripping water from a pan, causing oily flowers to explode.

This excited the saint, and she would write down her thoughts in the blank spaces of the medical book as a record.

[This person from the human world does not seem to be what the high priest said. 】

[Today the high priest came to me again and asked me to let them leave as soon as possible... But Xiaobao and the others were really nice to me! 】

[I didn’t play with Xiaobao today, he was unhappy. 】

[The ghosts in the mountains are also trying to persuade me. People’s hearts are unpredictable, so don’t be immersed in the deceitful words of the mortal world. 】

[The high priest came again and gave me a deadline to let them leave before the Begging Festival! 】

[I can’t bear to leave them... Xiaobao and the others are gone...]

On this day, the Begging Festival has arrived.

The Begging Face Festival is a unique festival of the Panhuan tribe. On that day, people will light torches, gather around the fire, and dance sacrificial dances. The saint will leave the tribe and go to the mountains to communicate with ghosts and gods, praying for good weather, peace and prosperity for the tribe.

The fire was hot and fierce, and the tongues of fire were dancing like a giant dragon, burning the ground. The orange-red flames swallowed up the entire tribe and swallowed up every living life in the tribe.

The flames reflected in the dark night, lighting up the entire mountain.

The shrill wails and desperate cries, accompanied by the crackling flames, intertwined into a regretful death lament.

When the saint returned with the ghosts and monsters in the mountains, the fire had been extinguished.

Everything is gone——

【No--】

【High Priest——】

【Dad——Mother——】

'This...this is...'

'Those who were burned to death by the traitor's fire will lose their souls and will not be able to enter the six realms of reincarnation! '

'What a strong resentment - hey, there is still one person whose soul can survive until now? '

'Yao'er... the high priest can no longer accompany you. Go quickly! From now on, don’t trust people who come from the human world——'

Snapped--

...The book says that the deceased can receive letters written by their relatives.

[High Priest, I miss you so much! I will never help anyone again. It's all Yao'er's fault. It was Yao'er who harmed you! 】

[Damn it—they deserve it—it’s all them—I’m going to kill them! ! ! 】

[High Priest, I’m not leaving, I’ve packed up the tribe...]

【I will definitely kill them——】

The saint waited in the tribe day after day, occasionally collecting herbs in the mountains, chatting with ghosts, and at night she read medical books.

Look and look...

Wait and wait...

What is she waiting for...

What are you waiting for...

……

"Master, please, this is the place. I also need to ask Master to perform rituals for me so that my family can be more stable, otherwise I will not be able to sleep at night!"

……

"You witch actually uses poison!"

"Master, help us quickly——"

"Even if I die, I have to destroy you, a witch!"

The psychic eye was gouged out and dumped somewhere, and I can no longer see anything.

My body is gone, and I can't walk without my legs. I can only lie on the ground and crawl little by little.

Faster, faster!
His hands as white as jade clasped the yellow mud on the ground and crawled hard, driving his upper body to move slowly. His intestines stretched out during the movement, dragging a long blood stain on the ground.

A medical book fell from his sleeve to the ground.

it hurts-

"Hahaha... Even if I die, you will die too! If you hadn't taken us in and let us know that your eyes are psychic, you would have thought of poaching them and selling them for a big price."

"But who would have thought that you weren't there that day, and that damn old man refused to tell you where you were, so I just burned the entire tribe!"

"You're so stupid - you're so stupid -"

Wrong trust in traitors, wrong kindness...

Persecuted by villains, betrayed by people close to you!
world……

Dirty——

If a great revenge cannot be avenged, where should this person who died in vain complain of suffering?
Hate it——

This fallen world——

Perhaps it was after a heavy rain, perhaps in a warm sun, or perhaps a gust of wind washed away the tribe in the mountains and sealed the fire.

This tribe has been buried for endless time, no one knows what happened, and there is nowhere to explore.

But when travelers climb this mountain, they will always see a tribe that seems to live in seclusion at night.

The lights were brightly lit, singing and laughing, it was so lively.

Someone dared to get closer and try to find out, and found that there seemed to be a female ghost holding a torn and blood-stained medical book, staring directly at him with an empty blood hole.

【Have you seen my eyes? 】

[My body is also missing. Do you know where it is? 】

Looking down, I saw that the lower half of my body was gone!

The traveler fled the mountain in a hurry. Since then, word has spread throughout the world that there are ghosts and ghosts that threaten people's lives, and no one is willing to go to investigate.

The evil spirits that harm people’s lives are afraid of evil spirits.

The brave man was angry and drew his blade towards the stronger one.

The coward is angry and draws his blade on the weaker.

Ridiculous, ridiculous...

(End of this chapter)