50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
Huo Ling turned to Yi Bing.
Yi Bing's face looked calm. "If it's really Hualing who is possessing Pei Ru, and her purpose for asking the question is out of revenge to Pei Tinghe, then why did she still ask that question to Han ma, when she has already gotten her revenge after killing Pei Tinghe?" he asked.
Huo Ling's eyes widened. "I'm thinking of this, too!" he said and sighed as he opened his notes. "This is really though-provoking… she has already killed him, so why is she still…" his voice trailed off when he realized something. His jaw dropped and he looked at Yi Bing in shock. "… lingering…" he muttered. "Her ghost is still lingering." He said.
Yi Bing also froze. It's as if the fog in their mind has cleared. "Yes… Pei Tinghe is her objective, so why is she still lingering?" he asked, then paused. "Actually, how much does she hate him… how much was she heartbroken for her to commit suicide?" he asked.