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The man turned out to be Xie Bian.

Wu Wenyue looked at him coldly without saying a word, but her body was already in a fighting posture, and a ball of black mist condensed in her hand.

Xie Bian knew she had misunderstood and said hurriedly, "Hey, we're just old acquaintances meeting, don't get so excited!"

Wu Wenyue remained unmoved, her expression as cold as an iceberg. "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, do it quickly."

Xie Bian sighed silently. Is this woman stupid? If they really wanted to fight, this was the territory of the underworld. How could she possibly escape?

"I won't fight you, you can't beat me."

Wu Wenyue was angry. This was a provocation, a naked provocation!

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Xie Bian spread his hands, looking innocent: "If the King of Hell doesn't let me arrest you this time, then I won't arrest you. I listen to the King of Hell!"

Wu Wenyue was stunned. If he didn't arrest her, then what was he doing here? Was he just here to watch the fun?

She didn't believe it. She had fought with Xie Bian several times in the past in the mortal world. This guy was very cunning and never told the truth.

She had come forward to help Lin Yin today, having already prepared herself for the possibility of being caught by the ghost messenger. Her wish had been fulfilled, and she wasn't afraid of going to hell.

"Xie Bian, after all these years, you still talk so much nonsense."

Xie Bian put on a hurt expression, "You are so heartless. I let you go so many times, and you don't even remember my kindness."

Wu Wenyue snorted coldly: "It's not that you let me go, it's that you are not as skilled as others."

Xie Bian thought about it and it seemed to be the case.

"Okay, I won't joke with you anymore." Xie Bian put away his playful smile and said seriously, "The Miss Lin you just rescued seems to be someone that the King of Hell cares about."

Wu Wenyue was a little surprised when she heard this. Lin Yin actually had a relationship with the King of Hell?

"The King of Hell told me to take good care of her, so you met me here. As for you, the King of Hell also said that he would not arrest you for the time being. I guess the King of Hell gave you a break because you protected Miss Lin."

Wu Wenyue: “…”

No wonder they didn't catch her this time, it turned out to be because of this...

Seeing Wu Wenyue standing there in a daze, Xie Bian walked over with a smile and patted her on the head. "But, you better be careful next time and don't get caught by other ghost messengers."

Wu Wenyue was stunned by Xie Bian's sudden pat on her head. In the past hundred years, no one had dared to pat her head like this...

When she came to her senses, Xie Bian had disappeared.

Then, Wu Wenyue discovered that there was a mark on her body, Xie Bian's mark...

Wu Wenyue's face was extremely grim. He said he wouldn't arrest her, but wouldn't leaving a mark allow him to know her whereabouts at any time? Sure enough, there was no truth in a man's mouth! The next time I see him, even if I can't beat him, I'll break his arm!

……

Xie Bian returned to the conference room humming a song, in a very good mood.

Fan Wujiu glanced at Xie Bian's cheerful expression and asked curiously, "Why are you so happy?"

Xie Bian winked at him and said, "I met an old friend today and caught up with him."

Fan Wujiu: "Oh? Who is it?"

Xie Bian: "You don't know him."

Fan Wujiu was a little confused. He had known Xie Bian for so many years, so why had he never heard that he had any old friends that he didn't know?

The judge beside him stroked his beard and murmured, "In my opinion, it's a female friend."

Fan Wujiu was an honest man, and he said frankly, "Oh, no wonder I didn't know her. Old Xie has so many female friends..."

The judge nodded in agreement, "Our Seventh Master's female friends have ascended to heaven and descended to the ghost world..."

Xie Bian coughed twice and frowned. "Didn't the King of Hell say that we shouldn't discuss personal matters during work hours? Do you want to be punished by the King of Hell and be forced to write a self-criticism again?"

Fan Wujiu: "..." How dare you say that? It's always you who made me write a self-criticism.

Judge: “…” Don’t get involved. I have never been punished to write a self-criticism.

……

On Lin Yin's side, she was dumbfounded when she took out the car that she had made for herself yesterday.

She remembered that she couldn't drive.

Driving in the ghost realm is different from driving in the human realm. In the ghost realm, the ghost's own energy is used as the driving force. The car is just a vehicle, and the ghost's energy is like gasoline. The principle is similar to riding a bicycle; it is faster and less tiring than walking.

High-level ghosts or gods do not need a car as a carrier, but low-level ghosts do.

Lin Yin is neither a ghost nor a god, so naturally he has no internal energy to use.

When Lin Yin was thinking about what to do, a male voice came from behind her ear:

"Is this a new model released in recent years? Why haven't I seen it before?"

The visitor was the wealthy second-generation guy who loved ordering cars. He'd been coming to Lin Yin's place to buy things recently. He'd just happened to be there today, and upon arriving, he'd spotted Lin Yin's new car. While not a sports car, it had sleek lines and was a striking design. It was Tiffany Blue, and the cabin wasn't particularly spacious, making it a good choice for a petite woman.

He thought of his mother, who had been clamoring for a car suitable for her, and asked him not to buy sports cars like Bugatti, Maybach, Lamborghini, and Porsche all the time... So, he came over and asked, "Is this a new model? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Lin Yin laughed awkwardly, "It's not a brand, I just made one randomly."

The rich second generation ghost nodded, "Then I'll take it, boss, check out!"

Lin Yin: "Of course, I can, but I was planning to keep this car for myself because I'm going to the slums later. I..."

When the rich second-generation ghost heard this, he thought, this is easy, why do you need to drive yourself?

He pointed to his Bugatti sports car parked not far away and said, "Come on, get in the car, I'll take you there."

So, Lin Yin sold the new car to the rich second generation and only took half of the money from him, and regarded the other half as travel expenses and said she didn't want anything else.

The rich second generation didn't insist. After Lin Yin got in the car, he asked Lin Yin to fasten her seat belt and set off.

Seeing that there was only an hour left before the end of the trip, Lin Yin said, "Can we drive a little faster? I'm in a hurry."

The rich second-generation ghost tilted his head and smiled at her. Drive faster? Coincidentally, he thought so too.

After leaving the downtown area of ​​the ghost world, the rich second-generation ghost started racing, speeding to more than 400 mph and reaching the slums in 15 minutes.

Lin Yin started to retch as soon as she got out of the car. She had never expected that her first experience of speeding in her life would be in the ghost world.

Seeing Lin Yin like this, the rich second generation scratched his head guiltily: "Oh, I forgot to ask if you get carsick!"

Lin Yin: Thank you. Who wouldn’t get carsick at this speed?