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

Miao Yin kicked everyone out of the gym and locked the door, leaving only the two of them inside.

Tu Hao looked wary.

Clearly, he had thought the matter was over after returning from Yecheng for two weeks, but he didn't expect Miao Yin to bring it up again.

"What do you want to do?" he asked in a deep voice, like a wolf cub being watched giving a menacing growl.

"I told you, you'll be punished for offending me." Miao Yin said with a playful smile, pointing her finger at the table, where several items appeared.

Tu Hao's expression cracked the moment he saw those items.

It turned out to be a bunch of pink plush decorations!

Girls who like playing with dolls know that these things are used to dress up Barbie dolls.

Now it has been put on the table by Miao Yin.

Isn't the meaning clear enough?!

"Miao Yin, don't go too far," Tu Hao said through gritted teeth.

"Excessive?"

Miao Yin picked up a pink headband and said feigned displeasure, "I haven't even started yet, and you're already giving up?"

She walked closer to him step by step, while Tu Hao retreated step by step.

But he could never go against her wishes.

Twenty minutes later, Tu Hao was forced to kneel on the ground by the curse, his upper body stripped naked except for a collar.

Her hair was covered with pink hair clips shaped like bows, she wore a headband, a long string of crystal earrings, and a chain around her neck that reached down to her waistband.

He was so disobedient and kept cursing that he annoyed Miao Yin, who then beat him up, leaving his back covered in red welts.

Tu Hao's lips were pale with pain, but the corners of his eyes were flushed with shame as he looked at her with humiliation.

Miao Yin treated him like a doll, dressing him up with great enthusiasm.

For someone with a "crying wolf" constitution, these things aren't very harmful; they're just insults.

"Click"

"This one's good," Miao Yin said with satisfaction, looking at the image in the camera.

Tu Hao stared at her hatefully, his hands locked to the ground, and muffled sounds coming from his gagged mouth.

Miao Yin understood what he meant, but as a bully, she didn't care.

"No, it's rare to dress you up so nicely, of course we have to take pictures to commemorate it. Okay, stop moving around, I'll change a few clips for you and take a new set of pictures."

She conjured up some more purple ornaments and walked towards Tu Hao.

"Come on, smile."

—The devil is speaking.

……

Tu Hao was tormented by Miao Yin for a full two hours before he was finally freed from his misery, carrying with him a heavy burden of humiliation and trauma.

Outside the door, Yan Shuzhou had been waiting for a long time.

He came to call Miao Yin to have dinner.

Tu Hao was in a bad mood and didn't like anyone, so he fired indiscriminately. When he saw Yan Shuzhou standing in front of the door, he yelled, "Get the hell out of my way!"

"Snapped!"

Miao Yin slapped him on the back of the head: "How dare you talk to my people like that?"

"Ha, pretty boy." Tu was relentless.

"Sister, he speaks so rudely, can we throw him out?" Yan Shuzhou said seriously.

Tu Hao scoffed, sneering, "Aiding the wicked, do you think you'll have a good ending? You get all high and mighty just because a crazy woman flatters you, do you think you're favored?"

"Abuse? What do you mean by abuse?" Yan Shuzhou met his gaze without fear. "Why don't you reflect on why you're always the one being punished, while I get pampered?"

Tu Hao: ? ? ?

Yan Shuzhou spoke with absolute certainty, showing no sign of trepidation.

The two faced off, the tension palpable, as if they were about to start fighting at any moment.

Miao Yin, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't stand it anymore and shoved Tu Hao aside: "Don't block my way!"

The standoff was interrupted, but Tu Hao's anger did not subside. He exuded murderous intent, his emerald green eyes like daggers, staring intently at him, threatening, "I can't kill this crazy woman, but you might not be so lucky."

Yan Shuzhou took a few steps toward Miao Yin and said softly, with a hint of grievance, "Sister, he wants to kill me."

"You want to kill him? Fine, go ahead," Miao Yin said nonchalantly, then her tone shifted: "However..."

She tossed the camera in her hand: "You dare to lay a hand on my people? I won't let you get away with it. How about this, I happen to have a printer. If you dare to lay a hand on them, I'll print out all your photos and post them everywhere. The survivors will laugh at you before they even see the food. Then you'll be recognized wherever you go, and you can be a well-known celebrity in the apocalypse."

Miao Yin spoke lightly and with a smile, yet she struck a nerve with Tu Hao, wounding his already shattered pride once more.

Tu Hao was furious, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything to her.

He turned around and slammed his fist against the wall, yelling, "This wretched place isn't home to a single normal person!"

So, Tu Hao parted on bad terms with them, angrily jumped out of the window, and then went off to sulk somewhere.

"Never mind him, sister, let's go eat. We have braised pork today," Yan Shuzhou said, pulling her hand in the corridor.

Miao Yin looked at him and said slowly, "You are quite different now than before."

After leaving the fraud ring, Yan Shuzhou underwent a dramatic change. His demeanor became cold and sinister, subtly developing in a terrifying direction.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and his most obvious feature is his eyes.

Yan Shuzhou's eyes were like the clearest spring in the mountains after the rain. They were the most beautiful and purest eyes that Miao Yin had ever seen, and even the healing-type You Wenwen could not compare to them.

Now, his eyes are still beautiful, but upon closer inspection, a dark curtain has been cast over his soul, making them no longer clear and bright.

If he used to be a timid and kind little white rabbit with his head down, now he's more like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The occasional glimpses of her enigmatic expression bore a resemblance to Miao Yin.

"Sister, don't you like me like this?" Yan Shuzhou asked hesitantly.

Miao Yin shook her head: "How could that be? People always change and grow. But I think no matter what happens or what changes, the fact that you belong to me will never change, right?"

“Sister…” Yan Shuzhou looked at her intently, his eyes reflecting the image of Miao Yin alone, “I will always stand by your side.”

“Xiao Zhou, I believe you. Just like back at the Yao Ri Shopping Mall, I asked you to honestly tell me what happened in the control room, and you didn’t lie, right?” Miao Yin tilted her head to look at him.

Yan Shuzhou's expression stiffened slightly: "...Hmm."

"...Why are you suddenly so nervous?"

“…No.” He pursed his lips. “I’m not lying.”

Miao Yin's eyes held a somewhat ambiguous look. After a moment of silence, she smiled and said, "Even if there is, it doesn't matter."

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "We both have a little unspoken secret, don't we?"

Just like she didn't know what other secrets the control room held.

Yan Shuzhou didn't know that there were only forty-nine people in the elevator.

After saying that, Miao Yin revealed a mischievous, fox-like expression.

Yan Shuzhou gave a slight smile: "Mm."