Set up a funeral service team in a foreign land

She walked out of the room and down to the deck.

The sky is blue and the clouds are white. The vast sea is calm and waveless. The breeze brings fresh air. The warm sunshine shines on the body, making it very comfortable.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath. It turned out that beautiful scenery healed people's hearts.

She calmed down and looked at the ship she was on.

The ship had a streamlined design, the sails were fully hoisted on the towering masts, and there were three cabins and a cargo hold on the bottom floor. The wood used seemed to be tide-listening wood that could predict the wind and waves. She thought that this group of merchants from this realm should be quite wealthy.

After all, the mermaids use it to build houses and they use it to make ships, so they are essentially people who can buy it in large quantities and have no shortage of money.

Xi Sui'an leaned against the side of the ship and looked down at the sea. The water was quite deep, so it seemed that there was still a lot of cargo. He didn't know what kind of business they were doing, so it was better not to ask to avoid breaking taboos.

The blue and white bird landed in front of her, not afraid of her at all. It paused as if thinking, then tilted its butt, and its light tail feathers brushed across the back of her hand, which felt a little itchy.

Seeing that she remained calm and showed no reaction, the bird seemed a little angry. It stepped on the back of her hand with one claw and was about to peck her with its beak.

Xi Sui'an's forehead was full of question marks. What did this bird mean? She didn't do anything, so why did she look so angry?

"Okay, okay, little cutie, don't disturb the injured guests, just go play somewhere else." Qingyun walked over and waved.

The bird paused, stepped on the ground with its little claws again, and flew away angrily, landing on the side of the ship on the other side of the deck. The ghost boy floated over as if teasing it.

Qingyun crossed his arms and said calmly, "That's the Wind Spirit Bird. It naturally likes to be praised for its beauty. It is well-known among the bird tribe for its love of beauty."

"..." So her biggest mistake was not saying or doing anything just now. Xi Sui'an looked over and saw that the ghost boy was indeed talking non-stop, as if he was coaxing the wind bird.

Xi Sui'an was speechless and remained silent: "Is that boy a human?"

"Yes." Qingyun did not hide the boy's origins.

Xi Sui'an was silent for a moment, and his voice turned cold: "You turned a child of eleven or twelve years old into a bound spirit of this ship?!" A bound spirit will be bound by something, and the soul that has long been dead can never dissipate again. He will live like a ghost forever with the bound object, unable to transcend or enter reincarnation.

However, only humans can become bound spirits. Once any alien race dies, their consciousness will dissipate. They do not have such things as souls. Humans, who have three souls and seven spirits, are the best material for binding spirits.

Humans are prey too.

The system told her so.

Xi Sui'an couldn't accept that a child who hadn't even grown up was imprisoned like this for eternity.

Qingyun said calmly: "Even if I do this, what can you do?" He is just a mere mortal.

Unspeakable anger surged in her heart. At a certain moment, she seemed to feel that the Eye of Medusa seemed to resonate with the anger in her heart. For a moment, she seemed to see a deep grayness lingering in the eyes.

Qingyun frowned and looked at her, then he noticed something slightly different.

She fell into thought: "Is this... magic or... illusion? No, illusion has no substance, is this... mimicry?" She was a little surprised, "This ability is quite rare." She paused, a little puzzled, "Your eyes... have a very strange origin, that is not your power."

She frowned tightly, and suddenly felt that she could not see through this seemingly weak human being.

The ghost boy not far away came between them in an instant and complained a little dissatisfiedly: "Sister Qingyun, don't quarrel, this young lady is a guest, you have to be polite, she just misunderstood, you have to explain."

Qingyun raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything harsh to that cute little face that still had baby fat, so he could only touch his nose in frustration and said angrily: "Okay, okay, I get it, kid, don't bother me anymore."

The young man turned around and smiled at her apologetically, "Sister Qingyun is like this, she never opens her mouth. Sorry, little sister."

He swayed leisurely, looking like an innocent child of eleven or twelve years old: "My name is Ping Chunlai, little sister, you can call me A Ping or Chunlai."

Xi Sui'an felt that if it weren't for the surname Ping, the name Chunlai would have been even more rustic: "Then I'll call you Ping."

Qingyun frowned: "Spring is coming!" She was a little unhappy.

"Sister Qingyun, we are almost at the port of Aurora City. Are you sure we don't want to go check again? It would be bad if we fail to avoid the inspection and get into a conflict." A Ping looked serious.

Qingyun opened her mouth, but finally walked away with big strides. Before leaving, she glared at Xi Sui'an fiercely.

Xi Sui'an put on a business smile and looked back.

"I haven't seen my fellow tribesmen for a while. Sister, are you from the human world?" A Ping asked curiously with her childish eyes.

"That's right." She smiled as she looked at the clear soul floating in front of her: "Just call me Sui Sui, A Ping."

Ah Ping was very happy: "Sui Sui! Haha, I made a new friend, so happy." The boy said cheerfully: "It was I who found you floating on the sea that day."

"Thank you, Ping." She felt that the boy was very friendly. After thinking for a while, she hesitated and said, "Ping, are you willing to become a spirit binder?"

"I volunteered." The young boy raised his hands, the wind passed through his empty hands. He was not afraid of the sun, but he seemed to still feel the warmth of the sun. "I am very happy. The companions on this ship are very friendly to me. Sister Qingyun and Brother Bo Yan treat me like a younger brother. I follow them and come and go freely. I don't feel that I am bound, really."

Xi Sui'an was silent. She couldn't understand what had happened to make a young boy who should have been at an innocent age voluntarily choose to become a bound spirit.

As if she knew what she was thinking, Ping shrugged: "This is something everyone knows. It's not really a secret."

He smiled slyly, "I was alive hundreds of years ago. It was really long ago, and I have forgotten the exact time. At that time, I had a serious illness, and when it could not be cured, my parents quarreled and hated each other. Later, they gave up on me because they both needed a healthy child.

Then I died of illness. After death, I somehow became a ghost bound to the earth, and was bored all day. Later, I unexpectedly met Brother Bo Yan, and one day, after a long time, we were discovered by Sister Qing Yun. She tried her best to pack us up and bring us back to the foreign land, so we settled down on the Freedom. "

He spoke in a very relaxed tone, and he just brushed over the story of hundreds of years in one stroke.

She had no intention of exploring the boy's past. After knowing that he was willing, she said nothing more. Everyone has their own destiny. She respected A Ping's choice and would never interfere too much.

After all…how is it possible that after hundreds of years in soul form, the mentality is still that of a child?

Xi Sui'an looked at the boy with a subtle expression. If that was the case, her generation was so low that it was unimaginable. How could he call her "little sister" without any psychological burden? Was he keeping up with the times?

The silence in her eyes was very obvious. Ah Ping spread her hands and smiled innocently: "I can't help it. They just fall for it. This is my ultimate weapon that never fails."

Although he no longer has the mentality of a child, aliens are not like humans. Their perception of time is mostly vague, so until now they still think of him as a weak cub who needs protection.

"..." Xi Sui'an glanced at the non-humans busy on the deck and fell into an unknown silence.