Chapter 1587: I Was Originally Trying to Be Human

She raised her phone, just about to call the police, when she realized that her call with the assistant wasn’t ended yet.

Her assistant, Cheng Xiao, was shouting on the other end: "Sister Qian, what’s wrong? Talk to me! Are you okay? What was that noise just now!?"

Tang Qian picked up the phone, her voice trembling: "I’m having the worst luck! Failing the audition is one thing, but now someone has jumped off a building and landed directly on my car."

Cheng Xiao let out a series of screams: "Do I need to rush over, Sister Qian, are you hurt? Is... is that person dead?"

Tang Qian stuttered, "I-I-I don’t know, I can’t talk now, I need to call the police!"

She hung up and was about to dial 120.

But a pale white hand directly grabbed her phone.

"No need, I’m fine." Bai Zhi’er groaned softly, slowly climbing down from the car.

She stretched her muscles a couple of times, the pain from the needle prick was gone.

Thanks to the divine technique’s protection, dying wasn’t an issue, though the fall was a bit painful.

It felt like sitting on the ground as a child.

She was fine now.

But Tang Qian was left with her mouth agape in fear.

To her, the woman who should have fallen onto her car dead was now standing not far from her, alive.

Moreover, her features were so beautiful, like a masterpiece painting, each part perfectly balanced and stunningly exquisite, making it impossible to look away.

The fair, porcelain-like face was glowing under the streetlight, the female white-collar worker smiling slightly, looking very gentle.

"You... weren’t you dead? Are you a human or a ghost?" Tang Qian found her voice trembling uncontrollably.

The entire neighborhood was so quiet that only the sound of the rain could be heard, the cold air Tang Qian exhaled added a touch of mystery to the girl opposite her.

Bai Zhi’er chuckled: "Me, I was originally planning to be a human."

She hadn’t planned to reveal her identity as an immortal.

But she accidentally had numb legs and fell from such a high building.

If she didn’t tell the truth, Tang Qian might really go insane.

But as soon as Bai Zhi’er finished speaking, Tang Qian completely misunderstood.

"You... you’re a ghost!?" she said, collapsing to the ground.

Turns out, when people are most terrified, they can’t even scream.

Tang Qian shook like she was electrified, crying out: "I didn’t cause your death! You just happened to fall on my car, I was just going to call the police. Your grievance should have a rightful target, it shouldn’t be me!"

Bai Zhi’er saw her like this and could only crouch down, trying to be as gentle and helpless as possible, "Don’t be nervous, I’m not a ghost. I came to find you because we are fated, you can consider me as an... immortal? Or someone who knows a bit about Xuanxue."

Saying this, to prove it to Tang Qian, Bai Zhi’er waved her hand backward.

The car that was previously damaged was instantly restored to its original state.

"See, ghosts can’t do that, so I’m not a ghost." Bai Zhi’er smiled sweetly and extended her hand to Tang Qian: "Let me help you up."

But unexpectedly, after Tang Qian’s shock faded, she crossed her eyes and suddenly fainted.

Bai Zhi’er: ...

Husband, please save her! Getting a strand of hair is too hard.

Looking at the unconscious Tang Qian, Bai Zhi’er really wanted to snip a bit of hair and leave.

However, she didn’t want to leave Tang Qian like this, out in the open.

In the end, Bai Zhi’er sighed: "Fine, since I’ll get a strand of your hair, I’ll help you avoid a calamity this time."

One hour later.

Tang Qian woke up in her own large bed.

She looked blankly at the familiar ceiling, then touched her forehead, and chuckled foolishly, "So it was a dream, I knew it, how could I possibly see a ghost."

A gentle voice came from beside her: "I’m not a ghost!"

Tang Qian turned her head, sat up abruptly, and shouted: "Why are you still here!?"