I think back then, I was a social worker. I would wake up and go to work every day. I earned money to buy some food, but I couldn't save any money. In the end, I died suddenly because of overtime work. I originally thought that death would be a relief, but who knew that everything would just begin.
It's really unexpected. Who would have thought that I would still have to work after death! As a result, now I have become a social beast in the underworld.
What's even more bizarre is that I was followed by a ghost for no apparent reason. He said he wanted to marry me and go home. Is this wrong? I'm a man, don't get involved!
I heard that after another twenty years, I can be reincarnated. I hope I won't be a social animal in my next life. (Putting hands together)
Intention: live a good life, even if you are a social animal, you must be the most unrestrained one.