Minors are not allowed to enter

As soon as these words came out, even Jing Xuan looked at him in surprise.

In the short impression left by these days, Xie Ran is not a person who can "comfort others", he is always a little cold, as if he can't think about anything.

But that sentence just now obviously seemed like a consolation.

As for Bai Yun, she was even more surprised—the reason for her surprise was more straightforward, because she had never heard this sentence before she was alive.

"Thank you," she smiled, seeming a little shy, and pushed her sideburns behind her ears, "but you don't need to comfort me, I'm used to it."

"Actually, I'm not comforting you...forget it." Xie Ran said slowly.

However, when he thought about it carefully, this kind of problem involving personal aesthetics was a little difficult to explain, and it was easy to fall into the boring wrangling of "I don't listen to you, you must be comforting me", so he didn't say anything more.He lowered his head and finished the rest of the breakfast, wiped his mouth, and stood up from the table: "Then shall we start now?"

"Is there anything I need to do?" Bai Yun suddenly became nervous, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Just wait, I need to prepare some materials." Xie Ran glanced at her again, "If you regret it, please tell me earlier."

"I won't regret it!"

Bai Yun jumped up from the chair with a "chuckle" and excitedly bowed 90 degrees to Xie Ran, "Boss, thank you!"

Xie Ran: "..."

Xie Ran: "You don't have to be so polite..."

The heartfelt excitement and joy on the girl's face made him a little bit unbearable, and he lowered his head and hurried into the back room to get something.

The Bailings rely on being messengers in the ghost world to exchange what they want, but the communication system in the human world is far more developed than that in the ghost world, so being a messenger to survive in the human world is not feasible.Fortunately, Xie Ran has an innate talent in painting. After he came to the world, he spent a long time and observed for many days before deciding to open a studio to support his life.

For him, selling paintings is nothing more than a process of equivalent exchange, which is not actually a "good deed", but for some reason, every time a new customer comes to his door, he always feels like he is being passed on by word of mouth among the dead. A "savior" feeling.

Can't stand it.

Many materials in the studio are ready-made. Xie Ran prepared a lot before, but there are some that need to be re-purchased. He checked the inside and moved out the needed things first, and then planned to go out.

"I'm going out to prepare some ingredients, Bai Yun, you go with me." Before leaving, Xie Ran said naturally, "Jing Xuan, remember to clear the table after eating."

Jing Xuan looked up faintly, and saw that the glass door of the studio had been closed.

go so fast...

How should I put it, although he also had breakfast, although it is a bit naive to care about this, he still feels that Xie Ran's tone of ordering him is a bit too natural.

"It's easy to order people, and I don't know you well... Didn't I still refuse to tell you a bunch of secrets yesterday..."

He whispered to himself, and as he spoke, he slowly cleared the table and dumped all the garbage into the kitchen trash can.

There is only one trash can in the whole studio, it is placed at the junction of the kitchen and the hall, Xie Ran will clean it up once a day.

In order to avoid taking out the trash a few times, he specially bought a large enough trash can. He didn’t feel it when he lived alone, but since Jing Xuan put the female assistant and the trash can side by side on the kitchen floor, it seemed a bit in the way.In the past few days, Xie Ran and Jing Xuan mentioned it several times, asking him to deal with this woman earlier.

He wanted to deal with it, but he couldn't think of many things, and he was a little bit at a loss.But a few days ago, he hurriedly went out to search around, and he didn't seem to find that there were humans from the metaphysics world in this city, which was very troublesome.

Now I have to wake her up.

After Jing Xuan cleaned up the table, she walked up to the female assistant and knelt down.Seen from this angle, her originally young and beautiful face has a layer of bluish-gray—she fainted from fright at first, but was forced to sleep by Jing Xuan later, and the yin energy that was already entangled in her body was thus Taking advantage of the situation, coupled with the lack of food intake, all these things are constantly eroding her life, and if she doesn't wake up, she may not be able to live.

Jing Xuan stretched out his fingers, and tapped the female assistant's eyebrows. Smoke-like black air emerged from his fingertips and slowly penetrated into the other's forehead.

After about a minute or so, she finally opened her eyes.

"thirsty……"

When she first opened her eyes, the female assistant was still in a daze, murmuring in a low voice, and it took a while for her eyes to fully open, regaining her previous clarity.After seeing who was in front of her, her eyes immediately turned unfriendly, "It's you? You can kill or cut as you like, it's impossible for me to betray the teacher."

His tone was fierce, but unfortunately his stomach, which hadn't eaten for a long time, didn't cooperate, so he let out a "cuckoo".

Jing Xuan smiled: "Are you hungry?"

nonsense.but……

"Not hungry." The female assistant poked her neck.

Her eyes were full of suspicion, and it was obviously impossible for her to beg for mercy.

Jing Xuan didn't want the matter to fall into meaningless debate, he scooped up the pile of rusty bottles and cans with his hands, and pulled them closer.The sound of metal collisions attracted the female assistant's attention, she turned her head, her complexion changed: "You..."

"Before he reached an agreement with your 'teacher'..." Jing Xuan asked, "Did you tell him what he needs to face?"

The female assistant didn't speak.

Jing Xuan had already expected it before, so it wasn't too surprising.He smiled softly: "It's not a good habit to lie."

"Of course, this has nothing to do with me. I can't control people and people's affairs, but..." Jing Xuan changed the subject, "I'm more curious about the source of the yin energy in you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe around the female assistant's eyes, and then took off his glasses.

The female assistant originally couldn't see the yin energy, only had some vague feelings. This kind of intuition had no effect on the tiny yin energy in her body, so when Jing Xuan opened the yin and yang eyes for her, she was very strong. He was taken aback by what appeared in front of him.

The surrounding air is covered with a layer of light blue-gray, with a certain inhuman temperature, and the person in front of him is almost completely wrapped in black mist, as for himself...

She lowered her head and screamed in shock: "How could this happen!"

She never thought that one day she would be able to see so much yin in herself.

No matter how ignorant a person who has entered this path knows what Yin Qi means to a living person, her face turned pale with fright.

Jing Xuan thought for a while, and changed her persuasion strategy: "I'm not saying that there is something wrong with your beloved teacher, but have you ever thought that he might be deceived by something? I just care about ghosts, if you If your teacher has not been entangled by any kid, even if you cheat and abduct dozens of people, I can't control it."

Jing Xuan said while staring at the female assistant's reaction.

Without the cover of the lens, his eyes seemed to suddenly enlarge in a circle, and the pupil color was a little light, with a sense of transparency, like cold brew coffee with added ingredients.It made him look a little less human - even though he wasn't.

The female assistant lowered her head, as if she was thinking, raised her head after a while, and asked in a low voice, "Is Cheng Yingyi dead?"

"Ah."

"How did you die?"

Jing Xuan chuckled, and said two words slowly: "Backlash."

The female assistant was slightly silent, and then she said as if she had made up her mind: "But the teacher is in Southeast Asia, he is full of peaches and plums, and there is no shortage of me as an apprentice. It is impossible to come here for me... If you let me go back, I will not be here." I can take you to meet my teacher."

"You're lying." Jing Xuan's face darkened, and he said firmly, "I'll give you another chance, you'd better tell the truth."

"Why do I need to lie to you? I'm already in your hands." The female assistant tried to struggle, "Look, I can't even move."

Even very hungry.

"Oh, do you know that when the human race is lying, the soul in the body will even change into another color." Jing Xuan lost his patience, he stood up, and said in a cold voice, "The ghost race has no reason to kill. You don’t need to, you may not be afraid of death, but after you die, I can take you to taste the 850 punishments in the execution room of the ghost world, so that you can experience what it means to “live but not die.”

These words are too cold, with the calm and prestige of a superior, it is really far from his usual image of shameless and skinless.Xie Ran, who had just left and returned, listened to it and froze at the door on the spot.

After a while, he pushed the door open again and went in.

Xie Ran's hearing is excellent, and the only person who knows that he heard those words may be himself.He walked in as if nothing had happened, glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and saw the ashen-faced female assistant slumped on the ground with her eyes open.

"Are you awake?" He asked pretending he didn't know anything.

Unexpectedly, when the female assistant saw him this time, she had a look of horror: "You, what are you?!"

Xie Ran: "...you are at my house now, are you asking in human terms?"

"I just opened her eyes." Jing Xuan said.

"... Oh." No wonder it happened.

Xie Ranluran - in the eyes of the female assistant, he may be a human-shaped blue fire, and it is indeed more terrifying visually.

"I thought people in the metaphysics world wouldn't be afraid when they saw me."

He shook his head, took the materials he just brought back, and started to make "pigments".

The last time he made Cheng Cheng his "paint", Jing Xuan came back halfway, and this was the first time he watched the whole process from the sidelines.Xie Ran's action of preparing the "pigment" is pleasing to the eye. One piece of dead or living thing is burned into a pure liquid by the flame, mixed in a small container, and finally added with a ray of Yin Qi from Bai Yun's heart and Xie Ran's instructions from Xie Ran. A drop of blood essence squeezed out by the tip is considered complete.

There was always a cluster of pale blue flames burning at the bottom of the small cup, Xie Ran's lips were a little pale, and he slowly spread out the pure white "contract paper" on the easel.

Jing Xuan frowned.

He could see that Xie Ran was consumed a lot by making this thing. The problem was that Xie Ran, the yin mass he picked up last time, was still kept in the white flowers, and he didn't know when he was going to keep it. I don't want to...how can I not eat?

He was thinking wildly, when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that Xie Ran glanced at him.

"Huh?" he asked. "What?"

Xie Ran shook his head: "Nothing."

As he spoke, he wrote a stroke on the white paper.

After a while, he glanced in Jing Xuan's direction again, and then continued to write, no matter how you look at it, it looks like... he is drawing Jing Xuan.

Jing Xuan: "..."

Wait, is there something wrong.

He stood up and strode over.