A bankbook!
That's right.
What fell out of the female corpse's hair was a bankbook.
It was soaked in water and felt a little wet to the touch.
But it's not damaged yet, and the handwriting is legible.
Many young people today may have never seen such a thing as a passbook - they may not even have heard of it.
In fact, the so-called passbook is an account book used to deposit money in the bank. In essence, it is the same thing as the bank cards that everyone uses now.
But it's a thin book with a cardboard cover and a lot of pages inside.
You can see the details of each deposit and withdrawal printed on it.
At that time, maybe only some people in big cities used bank cards, and basically everyone in other places used passbooks.
I opened it and looked at it.
The balance column reads: Eight thousand six hundred and seventy-seven yuan and six cents.
Not too little!
I looked at the female corpse: "So much money? Because you died in a strange way, you were worried that your parents would have no one to support you. So you want me to help you take out the money in the bankbook and give it to them?"
The female corpse nodded slowly, making a deep sound in her throat.
I was right.
She probably had the bankbook with her at the time, so they sank into the Sichuan River together.
Looking at this passbook, I felt relieved.
"It's okay, okay. She brought me to her home. She just wanted me to help withdraw her savings during her lifetime and give them to her parents. She didn't want me to support her."
Otherwise, I would really cry.
Uh...wait!
I wondered: "But eldest sister, you are entrusting me with a dream. In reality, your bankbook is in the river, how can I get it?"
Indeed, when you go to the bank to withdraw money, you need a passbook.
The female corpse raised her arm and pointed to the long string of numbers at the front of the bankbook.
I reacted.
"Oh, account number? I seem to have heard that some banks now do not require a physical passbook, only an account number and password."
I still want to ask about the password?
A series of numbers suddenly appeared in my mind.
"ok, I get it."
I shrugged.
Since everyone has thought so carefully, what else is there to say?
Just help me do it!
The female corpse stood at the door, staring at the foggy door, motionless.
I looked at her like this and asked tentatively: "Want to go in? Then go in and see your parents. Sister, I think these two old people are quite pitiful."
When the female corpse heard this, her expression suddenly became ferocious.
From his eyes, two lines of bloody tears slowly flowed down!
It fell to the ground with a clatter and penetrated into the soil in front of the door.
It immediately shocked me.
He trembled all over and took a step to the side, shrinking his neck.
I thought to myself: "Isn't it? But my comfort has the opposite effect, making this female corpse angry. Instead of transforming into evil? That's ridiculous!"
Fortunately, the female corpse just looked at the foggy door, shedding blood and tears, looking sad.
There are no other changes or extraordinary actions.
This made me feel a little more at ease.
It is said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. I am accompanying a corpse like a tiger!
No!
I would rather accompany a tiger, as long as it is not the largest Siberian tiger. Ordinary tigers that are smaller in size may not be as powerful as the ferocious corpse in front of them.
Apparently, the female corpse couldn't get in.
She looked at it for a while, shed blood and tears for a while, then turned around and left.
The speed is still as fast as before.
Naturally, I followed him at a trot.
I followed her, almost returning to the Sichuan River along the same route as before.
While passing somewhere in the northern suburbs of the town, the female corpse suddenly stopped again.
Fortunately, I was well prepared this time and stopped in time to avoid hitting her back directly like before - I didn't want to touch such a vicious corpse in the water.
"What's going on again, sister? Can you not be so startled? Don't stop suddenly. Give me some buffer time."
I said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
I have been a bold person since I was a child. After staying with this female corpse for a long time, I knew it was in a dream. So I relaxed a little bit and wasn't as cautious as I was at the beginning.
She slowly raised her stiff arm and pointed to a mountain peak not far outside the town.
I looked in the direction.
In the moonlight, the mountain peak took on the shape of a gold ingot.
Although it’s hard to see from a distance at night, it should still be a place with good feng shui.
And the location of the mountain peak should be such that you can directly see where the corpse's parents lived.
I understood immediately and asked tentatively.
"So, you still hope that after I find your body, I can bury it on that mountain? Then I can look at your parents."
While he was asking this question, he was also silently cursing in his heart.
"Sister, I just accepted a Corpse Pill from you, and it was not entirely voluntary. Is your request too much? Let me help you withdraw the money, and let me help you investigate the cause of death. Now you still have to ask for it. I have to help you bury the body."
Forget it, Master said that it is very rare and rare to be able to obtain the power of a relatively pure Corpse Pill.
Seeing that my strength may have more than doubled, I agree to it!
But after hearing what I just said, the female corpse nodded and then shook her head.
I was stunned.
Then I realized that what she meant was that this was not within the scope of the [Yin Pact]. It's a request from her. If I don't want to or can't do it, forget it.
Well……
I am a typical person who eats soft things but not hard things.
If you want to be tough with me, I can be tougher than you.
If you become softer, I may also become softer.
I waved my hand: "Okay, okay, for the sake of your pity, eldest sister. I'll do my best. But eldest sister, since you entrusted me with your dream, why didn't you say anything?"
Although zombies can no longer speak to living people in reality due to their body structure, dreaming is a spiritual level and does not require vocal organs.
It's similar to the "sound transmission" in martial arts novels.
But the female corpse didn't answer me, she just continued to move forward.
I shrugged and had no choice but to follow.
We returned the same way and came to the beach by the Chuanjiang River in the north of the town.
The female corpse turned around.
The head that had been lowered lifted up, and those eyes with only white eyes stared straight at me.
If it were before, I would definitely have goosebumps all over my body.
But now, it doesn't seem so scary anymore.
He still had the guts to scratch his head and try to smile at her.
At this time, her body began to tremble violently, as if she was in some pain.
I was startled.
Then she reacted - it must be some kind of mysterious and strange force affecting her again!
Ho ho ho!
The female corpse let out waves of deep roars from her throat, seemingly fighting against this strange force.
I could only stand there helpless and watch.
I feel strange again, does that kind of strange power also appear in dreams?
At this time, the female corpse seemed to have exhausted her last strength, looked at me, and finally said something.
"Thank you, thank you..."
And speaking this sentence seemed to consume her little strength.
Almost at the same time, I saw that weird black rune appear on her face again - the same one I saw during the picnic by the river!
Although I don’t know what it is, after studying the art of talismans with my master for so long, I can tell that it should also fall into the broad category of “talismans.”
So I tried hard to see clearly what it was or what shape it was. Maybe I could try to write it down and ask Master.
However, it didn't wait for me to see clearly, only a second or two at most.
Those black runes twisted like snakes, and the female corpse immediately fell backwards.
Plop!
She fell into the shallow water and was quickly swept away by the river. It drifted to a place where I couldn't see it.
"ah!"
I yelled subconsciously.
Then he suddenly woke up from his dream and sat on the bed, breathing heavily.
I woke up.
