After quickly wearing the second male lead who was rejected

The day to go to the ghost world to clean up the garbage in the Forgetful River has finally arrived.

Gu Chang looked at the two sinister female ghost messengers. They both wore black half veils, revealing only a pair of completely black eyes staring at Gu Chang.

"My dear envoys, this is my disciple, Xie Chuwei." Elder Qi Yuan patted Gu Chang's shoulder with some pride.

"Disciple, these two are messengers from the ghost world." Elder Qi Yuan continued to introduce, "The one on the right is You Bai, and the one on the left is Zuo Qing."

"Hello, my Lords." Gu Chang saluted with his fists clasped in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

Zuo Qing looked Gu Chang up and down, "Not bad."

"The person Feiyun Sect found this time is very suitable." You Bai continued.

"Let's go." Zuo Qing and You Bai stepped forward, stood on Gu Chang's left and right sides respectively, and grabbed his arms.

Elder Qi Yuan's eyes were moist. Seeing Gu Chang being taken away, he couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

"Okay, what's there to cry about, old man? He will be back in ten days or half a month. When will you let me go to the Demon Realm?" Fei Mingchuan interrupted Elder Qi Yuan's brewing sadness and put his arms around him.

"You little brat, you've only practiced the supreme sword technique to the third level. Going to the demon world will mean you're sending yourself to death." Elder Qi Yuan said unhappily.

"Then which level do I need to reach before I can go?" Fei Mingchuan asked.

"You have to practice to the seventh level." Elder Qi Yuan originally wanted to say the fifth level, but in order to let Fei Mingchuan concentrate on practicing, he said a higher level.

"I've asked you so many times, and you finally agreed to tell me. Thank you, Master." Fei Mingchuan ran away with a smile.

Elder Qi Yuan, “…” This brat!

In fact, Fei Mingchuan did not tell Elder Qi Yuan that he had already practiced the supreme sword technique to the fifth level.

Ghost World——

In fact, it is no different from towns in the human world, except that the sky is dark and people have become ghosts.

Zuo Qing walked in front, "You must remember this."

"You can't eat any food from the ghost world. You can only eat fairy dew every day." You Bai sat behind Gu Chang and took over the conversation.

Gu Chang asked: "What is elixir?"

"A kind of nectar that can be fed to living people in the ghost world." The two spoke in unison.

Gu Chang: Well, he is still a little uncomfortable with the way these two people speak.

"Now I'll take you to where you'll live." Zuo Qing said calmly, and the ghosts wandering on the street consciously avoided them.

You Bai didn't say anything this time, and Gu Chang was still a little uncomfortable.

Walking through the long street, you will see a wooden bridge and a wide river.

The river was shrouded in mist, and many scarlet red spider lilies grew on the shore.

On the other side of the bridge are the souls of the dead waiting to cross.

After crossing the bridge, there is Meng Po soup that every ghost must drink. Then the ghost messenger will lead the souls who have drunk Meng Po soup to the place of six reincarnations.

Everything is in order.

Soon, they arrived at the yard where Gu Chang was going to live. The house number was marked on it - No. 56, Third Avenue in the Ghost World.

"You live here." Zuo Qing pushed open the gate of the yard. The yard was not very large. The sleeping room was right in front. Various salvage tools were placed on the walls on both sides.

Gu Chang stepped over the threshold and walked in.

You Bai continued, "I will send nectar to your room every morning. You must eat it."

Gu Chang:...It's all elixir, so shouldn't we drink it?

"Okay." Gu Chang nodded.

Zuo Qing walked to the courtyard wall and took out a bamboo pole with a fishing net on it. "Use this." After saying that, he gestured a fishing motion.

I understand. It's just like catching fish in the river.

Gu Chang nodded seriously.

"There's someone working next door for a few days. You can ask her if you have any questions." You Bai walked to Zuo Qing and looked at Gu Chang with eyes that were neither sad nor happy.

"Don't talk to the dead." Zuo Qing spoke again.

Gu Chang asked: "Can I talk to the ghost?"

"If you have any problems that cannot be solved, go to them." You Bai replied.

"Then when can I leave?" Gu Chang asked again.

"When the time comes, I will let you leave." This time it was You Bai who answered.

"Thank you."

"Goodbye." Zuo Qing and You Bai spoke at the same time.

After the two ghost messengers left, Gu Chang planned to take a look at what was in the room first.

The wooden door is very old and makes a loud noise when it is opened.

There were only bare walls inside and a large wooden bed in the corner.

In front of the window is a wooden table and chairs for placing things.

Gu Chang looked around and finally his eyes fell on the big wooden bed.

He walked over calmly and saw scratches on the wall side of the wooden bed.

It looks like the last person who lived here is counting the days.

Gu Chang lifted the quilt and pillow, fortunately there was no dust or anything.

Then he felt that the pillow didn't feel right and rummaged inside the pillowcase.

Gu Chang looked at the yellowed papers on the bed, picked up one of them and started reading. He saw the words written on it with charcoal pencil:

"The elixir tastes terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible!"

"The fifth day, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die!"

"This is what it means to be a slave."

"Life is hopeless, recording the beautiful life in the ghost world"

"Brother, relax and take it as an experience."

"Experience your uncle!"

What remains is dissatisfaction and complaints about the job.

There were several different handwritings on this piece of paper, and Gu Chang read it with great interest.

Is the elixir really that bad? Then why did You Bai call it nectar?

Gu Chang couldn't figure out what was going on, so he tidied up the papers and stuffed them under his pillow.

Anyway, why not first see how to clean up the garbage in the Forgotten River.

Gu Chang picked up the bamboo pole, walked out of the yard and closed it.

The house he lived in was right next to the Forgotten River, just across a wider road.

Gu Chang walked along the road. He looked at the mist floating on the river and thought to himself: I don’t see anything dirty.

After walking for a while, Gu Chang saw Fang Qingqian standing on the shore, salvaging something from the river.

The thing that was fished out looked like black mud. Fang Qingqian turned the bamboo pole and threw it on the shore.

Coincidentally, she also noticed Gu Chang.

"You...why are you here?" Fang Qingqian stopped and looked at Gu Chang at a loss.

Gu Chang walked over with his long legs and said calmly, "Just like you, cleaning up this filth."

After getting closer, Fang Qingqian realized that Gu Chang was not a translucent soul. She subconsciously asked, "Are you still alive?"

"Well, luckily I didn't die and even joined the Feiyun Sect." Gu Chang's reaction was very calm.

Fang Qingqian thought for a moment and felt that the person in front of her should have let go of his obsession with her.

So she no longer worried about anything. "This black mud is the souls that accidentally fell into the Forgotten River. After a long time, it became something like this. The ghost officials here call it soul soil."

"It's very easy to salvage these soul soils. Just use the scoop net to scoop them up in the river. Then you can throw the soul soil next to these red spider lilies, and they will eat them." Perhaps because he saw an acquaintance, Fang Qingqian relaxed.

"Thank you." Gu Chang looked at Fang Qingqian, who was out of tune with the ghost world. The other party did not complain about the hard work of salvaging.

Gu Chang walked to a nearby distance and also began to salvage soul soil from the river.

As soon as the net was put down, Gu Chang felt his hand sink. He lifted the bamboo pole and threw the soul soil next to the red spider lily on his left.

Fang Qingqian is from the fairyland and has an immortal aura. In the gloomy ghost world, she is like a glowing object.

After looking at the gloomy ghost world for a long time, if a different person suddenly comes, it will more or less attract the attention of other ghosts.

Look, there are two or three male ghosts teasing Fang Qingqian from behind.

"People in the fairy world are just different, very strange."

"Yes, yes, I've been in the ghost world for so long, but this is the first time I've seen a beauty as beautiful as the moon."

"...What are you doing? Aren't we teasing her?"

"Oh, I forgot."

Fang Qingqian, "..."

She had originally not intended to pay attention to those male ghosts, but the substantial gaze behind her made her feel uncomfortable.

Just as Fang Qingqian was about to turn around and speak, she heard Gu Chang say, "Is there night in the ghost world? When do you usually go to bed?"

Fang Qingqian was stunned for a moment, then answered his question: "When you see the petals of the red spider lily close, you know it's night time."

The male ghosts behind him saw that Fang Qingqian's attention was not on them, so they felt bored and left.

"Thank you." Gu Changben was wondering if it would have any impact if people from the fairyland talked to ghosts, so he asked Fang Qingqian these two questions.

"Did the ghost messenger tell you that you can't talk to the dead?"

Fang Qingqian also understood why Gu Chang suddenly spoke just now. She smiled and said, "Actually, I am a fairy who came from the fairyland to experience tribulation. I returned to the fairyland after falling off the cliff last time. I have already become a fairy body, so I won't be affected. But you are still a mortal body, so you have to pay attention to these things."

Gu Chang nodded, "I see." Then he continued to work.

Fang Qingqian also began to salvage the fish. No matter when, Xie Chuwei would always show concern for her out of kindness. In the human world, she was a person that everyone avoided. Back then, Xie Chuwei was the only one who was not afraid of her unlucky constitution.

But Fang Qingqian knew that Xie Chuwei's concern was only out of pity.

After doing this so many times, Xie Chuwei couldn't tell whether this was concern out of pity or concern because he liked her.

From childhood to adulthood, the look Fang Qingqian was most familiar with was one of pity.

Everyone who has seen her feels pity for her because she killed her mother when she was born and was destined to be unlucky in both her relatives and her husband.

Her father at home sighed every day, his hair turned gray with worry, and he was worried about her future.

Because of her birth, the family business began to decline. She was like a plague god, bringing misfortune to people.

But when her father learned of her thoughts, he lectured her severely.

She is not a plague, but the apple of her parents' eyes.

Her birth was her mother's choice.

Her mother was frail, and it was not easy for her to conceive, and a difficult birth was expected.

The family business was not doing well because her father no longer cared about the business. He sold several shops and thought of supporting her for the rest of his life.

Even though she has a special physique, the people who love her are always there.

But Fang Qingqian didn't want to stay at home. She was afraid of the sudden death of her loved ones, so she resolutely went to live in the mountains.

Her father couldn't stop her, so he could only ask someone to find a good place in the mountains to build a house.

It’s a pity that she has already fallen off a cliff in the human world. If her father knew, she didn’t know how he would react.

"Chu Wei, do you know how my father is...how he is doing now?" Finally, Fang Qingqian asked this question.

Gu Chang stopped what he was doing and looked at Fang Qingqian who was pursing her lips.

"He has moved away. My parents told me... that he has married a new wife." Gu Chang answered truthfully.

Fang Qingqian was slightly stunned. Her originally bright eyes dimmed a little. Her beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a hint of sadness gathered between her brows. "Is that so..."

"This can be considered a relief." She said it reluctantly. "Fang Qingqian in the human world has fallen off a cliff and died. My father has finally let it go. Thank you for not hiding it from me." After she said that, she smiled as if relieved and continued to work.

Gu Chang also continued to work. He didn't want to hide anything from Fang Qingqian. As long as she still cared about these things, she would ask about them.

In fact, after Fang Qingqian returned to the fairyland, she also thought that if her father in the human world knew that she was dead, he would marry a new wife and live a happy life with her.

So that he won't live alone in his old age.

The hard times of these years will eventually come to an end.

Although the process is not very pleasant.

She is now Fang Qingqian in the fairy world, and has long been separated from Fang Qingqian in the human world.

At this point, she no longer had any attachment to the human world.