I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

Xu An raised his eyes and looked at Bao Zheng.

He didn't expect that the other party would be so meticulous.

Even methods like spiritual confrontation have been used for verification.

However, he knew in his heart that there was nothing wrong with him.

Just test it, what are you afraid of?

What's more, he has never seen spiritual communication in the world of the living, so he doesn't know what it's like.

With curiosity in my heart.

Xu An's thoughts moved slightly, and he said seriously:

"It's up to Lord Yan to decide."

"it is good."

Bao Zheng praised with satisfaction, then looked up, lightly adjusted the black gauze on his head, then clasped his hands together and waved his robe sleeves lightly.

Between his eyebrows, the crescent-shaped mark suddenly shone with bright moonlight, enveloping Xu An entirely.

In an instant, Xu An felt that his entire body was being pulled into chaos.

The world is like a scroll, which has been crumpled and stretched into a long road leading to the distance.

Although he didn't take a single step, it was as if he had crossed mountains and rivers and stepped across two worlds.

Soon, the scene in front of Xu An's eyes changed from the underworld court filled with ghost officials and with righteous voices to an antique and exquisitely decorated bedroom.

In front of him, there was a bed.

Under the half-drawn gauze curtain, there was a person lying on the bed sleeping soundly.

The soft moonlight shone in from the window and fell in front of his window, like white frost.

It was almost evening in the underworld, while in the human world it was the fifth watch.

"Xu An, call him to confront him!"

Behind him, Bao Zheng's voice came faintly.

Although it had lost its awe-inspiring power, Xu An knew in his heart that he had to do it.

His thoughts moved slightly, and he stepped forward.

In an instant, as he moved, a cold wind blew open the gauze curtain.

Zhang Xian, the prefect of Yangzhou, who was lying on the bed snoring and dreaming sweet dreams with steady breathing, suddenly woke up and opened his eyes abruptly.

I was wondering why it got so cold at night when it wasn't winter yet?

It was freezing cold.

He stretched out his hand and was about to wrap the quilt tighter. When he turned half of his body around, he saw a figure in a black robe standing under the pale moonlight!

He was startled and was about to ask who broke into his house in the middle of the night without informing him in advance.

Is it a thief?

The moment suspicion arose, he blinked his eyes and with the help of the moonlight, he discovered that the figure was slightly transparent.

The frosty moonlight passed through his body without casting a single shadow!

"Master Zhang, are you awake?"

Xu An was approaching and was a little surprised to see Zhang Xian open his eyes, but he didn't think much about it.

It's good that he woke up, so that he wouldn't be called up in a daze and talk nonsense, which would be difficult to confront and would only deepen Bao Zheng's suspicion.

But the problem was, the moment he approached to speak, Zhang Xian had already discovered that he had no shadow, and a chill emanated from his whole body, making people feel like they were falling into an icy cave.

The moment fear surged in his heart, he looked up and saw a bloodless, pale face.

More importantly, he remembered this face!

It was he who solved the Yangzhou murder case a few days ago, and then he was sent by himself to lead the porridge distribution. Later, his subordinates reported that he had died suddenly in the house.

He originally felt that it was a pity that such a useful policeman died like this, and then ordered him to be buried.

I didn't expect it to be just a few days.

The other party turned into a fierce ghost and came to claim his life!

Especially when accompanied by the words: "Master Zhang, you are awake."

It makes people's hair stand on end and their scalp explode.

"Ah! Ghost!"

A shrill scream was heard, frightening the dogs in the yard.

Zhang Xian felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, his face pale. He jumped up from the bed and stood against the wall, sweating profusely.

So much so that Xu An even suspected that if it weren't for this wall blocking him, he would have been scared enough to rush out.

Now, there is no way to run away and no place to hide.

Zhang Xian covered his eyes with a quilt, his whole body trembling, and he kept screaming, which was extremely shrill.

"Don't scream, I'm not a ghost!"

Xu An felt overwhelmed after hearing this and wanted him to calm down.

"I don't believe it. You're not a ghost, so why don't you have a shadow?"

When Zhang Xian heard that he was not a ghost, he dropped the quilt.

After looking at him, she covered her face again and continued screaming.

Xu An: “…”

What Zhang Xian said made so much sense that for a moment, he didn't know how to refute it.

Helpless, Xu An could only admit:

"Then I am a ghost."

"Ahhhh! I knew you were a ghost!"

Zhang Xian screamed:

"Xu An, it was those refugees from Yangzhou who were killed. If you want revenge and to relieve the resentment in your heart, go find them. This matter has nothing to do with me!"

Xu An: “???”

Seeing Zhang Xian frightened but still trying to shirk responsibility, Xu An became furious.

When he was a human being, he had many complaints about his boss, but he had no way to deal with him because he was so powerful.

Now that I'm a ghost messenger and under the jurisdiction of the underworld court, how can I let you bully me?

Thinking of this, he said angrily:

"What kind of bullshit are you talking about?"

"As the father and mother of Yangzhou, I don't ask you to love the people like your own children, but you still want me to seek revenge on the people who suffered from the disaster. Have you lost your conscience?"

"In that case, you should resign from your position as an official. Today, I will let you die suddenly in this house, and you will become a ghost with me!"

The moment these words were spoken, Zhang Xian was almost frightened to death. He was sweating profusely. After letting out a few heavy gasps, he suddenly jumped off the bed and jumped to the table.

In front of Xu An, he picked up his official seal of the Fish Symbol with one hand and stretched out the sword on the altar with the other hand. The bright cold light reflected and illuminated his eyes full of fear.

"Xu An! As an official appointed by the imperial court, even if you transform into a ghost and come to claim my life, I will not sit idly by and wait for death!"

"Just try it if you dare. Come on! Come on! I'm not afraid of you!"

Zhang Xian was shouting at the top of his lungs, his whole body was shaking and gasping for breath, he was on the verge of collapse.

Having served as an official in Yangzhou for many years, he had encountered unsolved cases, heard of injustices, seen demons harming people, and monks fighting each other, but this was the first time he had seen a fierce ghost.

At this moment, he was terrified to the extreme and turned into a rage that made him want to burn himself to death.

"Uh…"

Xu An looked at him, who was on the verge of collapse. He didn't expect that he could scare the prefect like this.

However, at this moment he really didn't dare to go forward.

Because the moment he picked up the official seal and sword, Xu An clearly saw a force like light smoke and clouds enveloping his entire body.

This is the scent of incense and the power of human wishes.

As an official appointed by the imperial court of Daxia, although he is just a mortal, he is also blessed with the country's fortune, and it is really difficult for ordinary demons and evil spirits to harm him.

Thinking of this, Xu An looked at him and said:

"Master Zhang, please calm down and take a good look at who I am now!"

Zhang Xian was panting like a cow, swallowing his saliva, and his eyes swept over Xu An again.

In an instant, he discovered that what Xu An was wearing was not the court robes of the mortal world, but rather a very unique style and texture.

The one with the hat and veil and neatly dressed looks not like an evil ghost, but more like a ghost messenger?