Post-Apocalyptic Rebirth: The Ghost Guanyin Transforms into a God

Cold, dark, and damp, a thick layer of malice enveloped and devoured people.

Miao Yin's consciousness was immersed in the depths of the Black Sea, like a floating duckweed, rising and falling with the waves. She did not know where she came from, why she came, or where she was going. She just instinctively looked up at the unseen sky.

An endless black curtain covered the sky, oppressively suppressing all light. Sticky tentacles lurked within, wriggling their enormous bodies in the darkness. Dust drifted between the sky and the sea, rising into a thick, gray fog.

"Hahaha……"

A sacred and eerie chant echoed from an unknown distance. Suddenly, the Black Sea surged, carrying away the faint consciousness of humankind, churning and rolling in the deep sea. The turbulent currents almost shattered her. When the storm finally subsided, Miao Yin opened her eyes in a daze.

Suddenly, a mysterious beam of light pierced through the darkness, piercing through the heavy gray fog, and outlined a sacred and noble Guanyin statue on the water's surface.

The Guanyin held half a withered willow branch in her right hand and a broken porcelain bottle in her left. Her eyes were half-closed, and she looked down upon all living beings with compassion.

The universal light of Buddha illuminated the dark world, dispelling the cold and malice. The tentacles concealed themselves, hiding in the shadows, coveting and spying on everything.

Something is brewing in the shadows.

Guanyin moved slightly, and her sorrowful gaze turned to her. They looked at each other across the Black Sea, across the vast expanse of time.

Suddenly, Guanyin smiled, her face streaked with tears of blood.

As fate echoes, the two sides of the mirror quietly shatter.

……

Miao Yin woke up with a start, covered in a cold sweat. The eerie image of Guanyin's smile still lingered on her retina. She blinked and sat up, propping herself up.

A sandalwood desk carved with ancient patterns leans against the window, books with wrinkled corners sit in twos and threes on the bookshelf, and a black brush rests on the inkstone, its tip gleaming with a cold, dark light.

An old incense burner emitted a faint fragrance, blurring the sunlight filtering through the window. In the hazy mist, a small, snow-white snake coiled up, fast asleep beside the burner.

This is an old building full of the atmosphere of the Republic of China era, and it was also the room where she lived for twenty-one years before the apocalypse.

Miao Yin walked barefoot on the wooden floor, her pale skin contrasting sharply with the ground. The cold air stirred up goosebumps, and her faint footprints, almost invisible, slowly disappeared behind her.

She walked lightly to the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was wearing a simple white nightgown with a blue belt around her waist. Her long, thick, raven-black hair fell to her waist, making her slender waist appear delicate and graceful.

She had the face of Guanyin, with skin as white as frost, eyebrows like distant mountains, a straight and beautiful nose, and a full and round philtrum on her thin lips. Her phoenix eyes were misty and aloof, like water.

She stood quietly, her eyes filled with a detached compassion.

The person in the mirror gently touched their cheek; their ten fingers were long, slender, and fair, showing no trace of the deformed person's biting.

Miao Yin picked up the phone on the table; it was the one she had been using before the apocalypse.

Open the calendar, and it clearly shows January 1, 2022.

This is three months before the end of the world.

The sun shone brightly outside the window, new willow branches sprouted, and the branches were still covered with the snow that had fallen last night, specks of silver. Miao Yin remained silent for a long time, then a crazy smile suddenly appeared on her compassionate face.

"What did I say?"

"Tu Hao, I won't die!"

Who would have thought that someone who experienced a decade of apocalypse would return to the past?

In my past life, the apocalypse struck in this year, and more than half of humanity on Earth were infected by an unknown force, transforming into powerful monsters.

A year later, the animals also mutated.

Just when humans had finally adapted to this way of life, continuous torrential rains triggered floods and tsunamis, submerging small maritime countries and coastal land!

After the flood receded, a global temperature drop occurred, followed by a massive hailstorm, which then caused thousands of miles to freeze over, and countless people froze to death!

After temperatures rose, countless volcanoes erupted, thick black smoke covered the sky and earth, the sun disappeared from the human world for a time, acid rain corroded buildings, and buildings collapsed.

When the thick smoke dissipated, the sun shone brightly overhead, and not a drop of rain fell. Global temperatures soared rapidly, and heatstroke became the leading cause of death.

Not to mention the earthquakes that occur intermittently.

Before Muyin died, humanity was still suffering from terrible mutations, diseases, and insect plagues.

In her previous life, Miao Yin used her powerful supernatural abilities to build her own survival team in the apocalypse and create her own base. She became the fearsome S-class supernatural ability user, Bai Luosha, but was knocked out by her longest-serving subordinate with an anti-mutation drug and captured on a high-rise building.

Facing the starving, deformed people downstairs, the ferocious, wolf-like man stretched out his sharp claws, grabbed her neck, and forcibly pressed her against the railing, his eerie green pupils looking at her with mockery.

"Do you regret it? Do you regret using the curse to control me, treating me like a dog?!"

Miao Yin tilted her head back with a half-smile, and streaks of blood flowed from the wound on her neck, staining her collar red.

The aberration downstairs was so aroused that it drooled and climbed up recklessly, only to be executed by the other ability users waiting nearby.

"let go."

Miao Yin suddenly spoke, her voice clear and soft, just like the most ordinary conversation between family members in life.

Tu Hao shuddered and subconsciously released his hand. After realizing what he had done, his face turned ashen.

The person in the weaker position burst into laughter, a sharp and piercing laugh, like a mad female ghost stabbing straight into one's heart.

"Tu Hao, I won't die!!!"

She leaned against the railing, laughing for a while, then suddenly stopped, sighing calmly. Her sorrowful eyes seemed to reflect the compassion of the holy Guanyin for the suffering mortals.

She propped herself up, grabbed his collar and pressed herself close to him, her cold, white fingers gently caressing his face.

A bright red mole between her eyebrows, as vivid as blood, her eyes filled with sorrow and poignant emotion, and her clear voice was like the whispered words of the world's most intimate lover.

"But Little Tu, can a wolf with its teeth pulled really return to the forest?"

Through those forcibly disguised wolf eyes, Miao Yin saw Tu Hao's most terrified expression.

So the enraged Tu Hao threw her into the horde of corpses, where she was bitten to death. Even as she died, she smiled at him with her bloodied and mangled face.

Unexpectedly, when he opened and closed his eyes, he was back in the pre-apocalyptic world.

"Knock knock knock."

A voice came from outside the door: "Third Miss, are you up? The Liu family is here and they're all waiting for you."

Liu family?

Miao Yin thought for a while, but her memories of ten years before the apocalypse were already somewhat blurry, and she really couldn't recall them for the time being.

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit," she said.

It was a cold January day. She changed her clothes, put on her coat, let her dark hair fall loosely down her back, and went out without any makeup.

The people waiting at the door rolled their eyes at her when they saw her come out: "This sickly girl is getting more and more arrogant now that she's engaged. She doesn't get up until the sun is high in the sky."

Miao Yin looked at the familiar face. It was one of their house cleaners, who was responsible for cleaning the house every day. She guessed that he had been caught on the way and brought to call her.

She ignored it, her gaze falling on the antique buildings around her, and memories from ten years ago gradually became clearer.

She was born into the ancient Leng family, a family that had lasted for centuries and was the most powerful family in Jingzhou, as well as the most feudal family in the area.

They practiced a strong belief in bloodlines and had strict rules and regulations. Only members of the main family were qualified to inherit property and become the head of the family, while collateral branches were not considered human and were only fit to depend on the main family for survival.

This is the largest courtyard house in Jingzhou, the residence passed down through generations of the Leng family. It is also the pride and face of the Leng family. Therefore, even if they own many villas and apartments, the head of the Leng family must live here to show their status.

She, a child born to the Leng family patriarch after his affair, was brought here on a snowy day by her birth mother, who wanted to use the child to gain wealth and status.

Although her biological father had many mistresses, he never kept any children. However, her mother was resourceful and secretly gave birth to her, even bringing her to his door.

The Leng family could not accept such bloodlines, nor could they accept such a scandal, but the child, after all, carried his father's blood and could not be allowed to wander outside at will.

So they gave her birth mother a large sum of money and then adopted her under the household registration of the first wife. On the surface, she was the child of the first wife, and to put it nicely, she was called the Third Miss.

But everyone knows perfectly well what his true identity is.

Miao Yin was born weak and sickly because her mother had a difficult childbirth. In addition, as an illegitimate child, she was not loved by her family and was abandoned in a small house on the edge of the courtyard house from a young age.

She was not qualified to attend banquets or sit at the table to eat; she was the lowest-ranking person in the family, apart from the servants.

As she grew older, the Leng family began to think about having their "Third Miss" make some contributions to the family. Although she was of lower bloodline, at least she had a pretty face. Marrying her off as part of a family alliance would be a way to bring honor to the family.

So they acted first and informed her later. By the time Miao Yin found out, she had already become the fiancée of the second young master of the Liu family, and the Leng family received 15 percent of the shares of the Liu Group.

The wedding is scheduled for May this year, which is considered an auspicious day. Today, the Liu family came specifically to see what their fiancée looks like.

In my past life, I was on time. But in this life, I was reborn and overslept, so someone came to call me. I'm sure I'll get scolded when I get there.

The courtyard was very large, and the two walked quite a distance before reaching the main courtyard, where the main family and the Liu family were already sitting and drinking tea.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man dressed in Tang suit sat in the center, with a carpet embroidered with dragon patterns on the stool. He leaned on a cane with his right hand, acting like an ancient local tyrant.

That was her father, the head of the Leng family, a serious and feudal man, or in short, a scumbag.

He sat in the center, with his grandmother and his first wife beside him.

As soon as Miao Yin entered, everyone turned to look at her, giving her the attention she had never received before.

The patriarch glared at her the moment he saw her: "Leng Miaoyin, look at the state you're in! How dare you make guests wait for you? Have you forgotten all the manners we taught you? You've disgraced our family! Kneel down and admit your mistake!"

The first wife glanced at the people below and quickly comforted her, "Husband, let it go. Miao Yin is still young and has never seen anything like this before. It's normal for her to be a little late due to carelessness."

She then urged him, feigning concern, "Miao Yin, quickly apologize to the head of the family. You really went too far today."

Hearing them say that, Miao Yin was not annoyed. She just lowered her eyes slightly, and her thick coat made her look even thinner and more frail.

"Oh, forget it, it's just that I got up a little late, what's the big deal?" Liu Chenyi, the second young master of the Liu family, said, his eyes fixed on Miao Yin from the moment she entered the room.

Liu Chenyi was a good-for-nothing good kid since childhood. He relied on his parents to buy him a degree, surrounded by women, and spent his days in bars, eating, drinking, and having fun. When he was suddenly arranged to get married, he immediately flew into a rage.

He had a huge argument with his parents at home, questioning them why they had chosen a sickly, unloved woman as his wife.

But now, looking at it, this delicate dodder flower, with its head bowed and eyes lowered, resembles a sickly beauty in a pavilion, aloof and elegant, more beautiful than any he had played with before.

So what if he's frail and sickly? It's enough that he can enjoy himself for a few years!

Moreover, it would also give his family the opportunity to cooperate with the Leng family in the long term, so he wouldn't lose out at all.