Mitch Dubin was laughing.

　　"Do you really think there's such a thing as a ghostly body?" Mitch Dubin shook his head, "I think you've really been reading too much fiction."

　　Clara Murray said, "I didn't believe in ghosts before I died either... but look at me!"

　　Mitch Dubin didn’t reply.

　　Clara Murray was miserable, "What could be wrong with Clara! She just wants to be with her daughter!"

　　Mitch Dubin was speechless.

　　"But you won't even give us a chance to see each other as mother and daughter!"

　　Her eyes twinkled with tears, and every time her eyelashes blinked, her tears fell.

　　Mitch Dubin covered his forehead, "Hey, hey, you're playing too much..."

　　He was speechless and reached out with one hand and took out a booklet out of thin air. He then turned the page that belonged to Little Susie and said, "It is not that I forbid you to see each other, but I am concerned that letting you see Little Susie and your family would be an invocation of private rights."

　　"We can't hide everything we do from this booklet. If this is recorded on the booklet, will it affect Little Susie in the future?"

　　Mitch Dubin was unable to determine this, but this may affect his little apprentice to the tribulation. He wanted to firmly extinguish the problem before it started.

　　"So by bringing you up here privately, I am acting on my own, but by having you meet with Little Susie, I am involved with Little Susie. Understand?"

　　It didn't matter what affected him, but not Little Susie!

　　Clara Murray couldn't see the words on the booklet, all she saw was a blank, and only now did she realize that Mitch Dubin had taken such a big risk in bringing her up here.

　　"I'm sorry..." She gloomily said, "It's my fault. I'll go down and reincarnate now."

　　Mitch Dubin secretly relieved, as now this task was completed.

　　Mitch Dubin, who was relaxed, looked at Clara Murray's gloomy face and couldn't help but pat Clara Murray on the head.

　　"Don't worry, if it's meant to be..."

　　Before the words are finished, an accident occurs!

　　A lightning bolt struck steeply outside the window, and a rumble of thunder rang out in the sky.

　　Clara Murray was immediately shot by the booklet into pieces of stars, and fireflies like uncontrolled scattering and flying.

　　Clara Murray, "???"

　　...Crap! The soul was gone?

　　Mitch Dubin hastily reached out and tried to gather up Clara Murray, who had been reduced to pieces, but it didn't help!

　　Clara Murray was shocked, and finally only had time to say, "Lord Mitch, Little Susie is in your hands..."

　　Before she finished, her soul disappeared completely. Not a trace left!

　　Mitch Dubin was covered in cold sweat.

　　Did he accidentally lead Little Susie's birth mother to death?

　　It's over!

　　Mitch Dubin stood up in a hurry and flew out with a whoosh.

　　Chasing out two miles, he didn't see Clara Murray's spirit.

　　"It's over." Mitch Dubin's already pale face turned even paler, "It's over!"

　　Clara Murray gave birth to Little Susie with all her luck, and died young.

　　After that, she could definitely be reborn in a good family. Not to be rich, but at least a loving and kind one… Yet, she was actually shot dead with a pamphlet!

　　Would it be too late to escape now…

　　Mitch Dubin, with his head in his hands, searched all night for Clara Murray.

　　Ten miles away from The Murray's family, in the middle of town, a girl rubbed her sore neck, wondering how her neck suddenly felt heavy.

　　No one noticed that there was a ghost lying around her neck, and it was none other than Clara Murray.

　　However, Clara Murray was a bit confused, as she looked around and held her head with a headache, "Strange, who am I again?"

　　Since Clara Murray's soul scattered, at this time, she completely could not remember what happened before, even though she had no idea how she possessed the girl...　　

The girl was holding a large set of keys, wearing slippers, while walking and rubbing her neck. When someone saw her, they greeted her with a smile, "Jadey, you're collecting rent! You've been collecting for a few days, right? It's so hard!"

　　It turned out that the girl was a chartered girl named Jade. She was still in college, and when her parents died a few years ago, she inherited the 40 buildings they left behind and became a renter.

　　Jade dragged his slippers, holding a lollipop, and said in a very bright smile, "Yes... I can't help it, as it's hard to make money! Otherwise, you can wait for money to fall from the sky!"

　　Just then, Clara Murray, who was lying on her neck, sneezed.

　　A bundle of stuff suddenly fell from the sky with a whoosh and hit Jade's feet!

　　Jade was so shocked that he retracted his foot, "Holy shit, who throws things from a height?!"

　　But when she fixed her eyes on it, she noticed that it was a pile of money!

　　Jade was stunned and froze in place.

　　No way... Could money really fall from the sky?

　　Jade picked up the money and waited a long time for someone to claim it, but there's no one. She then inexplicably picked up a bundle of money.

　　The people around us have exclaimed, "Jadey, are you possessed by the lucky goddess?"

　　"Holy shit, this is too much luck, right?"

　　Jade was indeed dumbfounded...　　

　　It was soon light., and Little Susie woke up feeling full of energy and vitality.

　　She got up by herself andchanged her clothes, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and then cleaned up Juicy.

　　"Bring a change of clothes... Bring a sweat towel... Water cup... Well, the teacher said to also bring a thin jacket..."

　　"Thin jacket, thin jacket..."

　　Little Susie climbed up the chair on her padded feet, took out a small jacket hanging in the closet, folded it neatly and put it in her school bag.

　　The whole process was done by herself, which was unbelievably worry-free. Then, she put on her school bag and went out happily.

　　In contrast, Lulu looked like she hadn't recovered yet, yawning and confused, "Uh, put on Juicy, put on the little cup of water.... Little Susie, let's go..."

　　Lulu was up early now because she had to go to kindergarten with Little Susie.

　　Craig Murray put away the newspaper and said, "Do you bring everything?"

　　Little Susie, "Uh-huh!"

　　Lulu, "Well..."

　　She yawned as she spoke and subconsciously pulled her book bag open.

　　Little Susie took a look - her sister's Juicy was filled with a small night light and a smelly shoe.

…Oops!

　　Kellen Morton saw Little Susie and Lulu leaving the house just after her morning workout and asked, "So early?"

　　Not even waiting for him, huh...　　

The school bus was waiting outside. Yesterday's ride was the eight o'clock bus, and Kellen Morton thought today would be the same.

　　Little Susie nodded, "Yes, I'm going to kindergarten! Be good at home, Daddy!"

　　Kellen Morton laughed low, "Okay..."

　　Alana Murray rushed out to say, "Little Susie, eat your breakfast before you go!"

　　Little Susie waved her hand, "No, I have to go to school for breakfast!"

　　She was just experiencing the novelty of school, and found it fun and just wanted to eat with the kids at school.

　　Alana Murray lost her mind, wooing. Why did her little baby not need her breakfast?

　　After Little Susie and Lulu, the other three little boys got on the school bus to the elementary school. In the car, Lulu had a lopsided head, lying on Little Susie's shoulder for a second to make up for the sleep.

　　Little Susie turned her head to look around, and only then did she see Mitch Dubin floating slowly over. She froze and lowered her voice, asking, "Godfather, what's wrong with you?"

　　"Did you do something bad last night? Why do you look like you've been struck by lightning?"

　　Mitch Dubin was speechless.

　　You may not believe this, but I shot your mother to death...　　

Mitch Dubin tugged at the corner of his mouth and tried to look calm, "Nothing, I was working late last night and I was too tired."

　　Little Susie wondered, why did the Godfather work overtime at night?

　　She then found it uninteresting to care, but to squeeze the The Spirit Gourd in her hand to play.

　　"The Spirit Gourd, The Spirit Gourd, have you filled it up yet?" Little Susie muttered, "Go catch the ghosts yourself, fill it up yourself, okay?"

　　The Spirit Gourd didn’t have any reactions.

　　Little Susie continues to mutter, "The Spirit Gourd, is Godfather doing bad things? If yes, how about we take him away?"

　　Mitch Dubin's face had gone paler.