I stared at the icon that suddenly appeared on the screen of my phone, and my mind went blank.
A person who has died once can accept any weird thing. But this "merit chat group" that appeared out of nowhere still gave me a chill down my back.
I bought my cell phone just after I died. It was the latest domestic machine and the system was as clean as my heart. Less than twenty-four hours after I was reborn, I didn't even have time to install a communication software. But on the lock screen, the golden lotus-shaped application icon stood there so abruptly, as if it had been waiting for me to wake up.
I hesitated for three seconds and clicked in.
The interface is very simple, no different from an ordinary chat group. The group name is "The Merit Chat Group", and there are four people in the group - no, five including me. The leader of the group is called "Taoist Sister Qingxuan". Her profile picture is that of an old lady wearing a Taoist robe, and she looks like she is eighty. There is also someone called "Sister Soul Boy", whose profile picture is that of a little girl with braids, probably about three or four years old.
