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The aroma aroused the appetite, and the poor stomach let out a hungry cry.

Xie Ran sullenly finished the bowl of kidney noodles that had begun to swell, and the bowl of shredded lettuce with spicy oil.

The spicy seasoning finally made him feel a little full. Xie Ran cleared the table and silently went into the small kitchen to wash the dishes.

In his small studio, he deals with both the living and the dead.

Sell ​​portraits and landscape paintings to the living to earn some money for daily expenses; sell wishes to the dead to maintain... life.

Revenants are different from ghosts. If they fail to meet a guide and set foot on the road of practice, most of the revenants can only wait for reincarnation or dissipate mediocrely.These dead souls don't have much ability, but they have many wishes that they didn't have time to realize in life. Some people have deep obsessions, so they will come to Xie Ran.

Using his own essence and blood as a guide, and adding a part of the dead soul himself as a material, Xie Ran can make a special paint for painting a special portrait. Take a dummy skin from this painting and put it on On the Revenant, it allows them to become a person for a short time, to do what they want to accomplish but fail to accomplish.

If the souls of the dead are incomplete, they are basically not far from dissipating, so these souls who have entered the painting will not have the chance to reincarnate.

After the transaction is completed, Xie Ran will keep these "dead soul corpses" that have dissipated consciousness—actually a cloud of Yin Qi—and keep them, absorbing the Yin Qi inside to maintain their lives.

The transaction is transparent, fair and voluntary, and there is no deception.

…It is precisely because she is too transparent and disdains to solicit business by means of "scamming and deceiving", that Xie Ran's business is always not good.

When he is hungry, he likes to eat spicy things. Chili cannot satisfy his hunger, but it can help him relieve his hunger.

Then again...

Dead Man's Business hasn't opened for a long time...

Xie Ran sighed silently, and touched his flat belly.

You don't have to be so hungry when you're at home, but it's a pity he can't go back.

Uncle Zhang always said that he was too thin, didn't he have to be thin if he didn't have anything to eat?

He washed the dishes, set up a drawing board in the living room, and got to work.

A man in a suit and leather shoes came to the shop a while ago and ordered a landscape painting from him.

Most of the customers who come to this kind of studio in the Higher Education District come to buy self-portraits, but that customer is quite special.

First of all, the suit looks very good quality, which makes the man more like a "successful person" in a high-rise building in the city center, rather than a resident of a higher education area with lower housing prices. Xie Ran doesn't know how he found this place.

Secondly, the other party did not give any reference pictures, the only request was for Xie Ran to draw a landscape that he thought was "beautiful", saying that it would be hung in the living room.

And he directly left a deposit.

These days, it is really hard to find good customers who demand less and give money happily, so Xie Ran has been drawing the pictures he wants these days.

The time for painting was quiet and short, and when I came back to my senses, the sun was already westward.

The nearby junior high school closed, workers started to leave work, and the commercial street became lively again. Xie Ran heard the voices of girls laughing and discussing at the door of the studio. They were probably still discussing the legend of the "underage studio". Those voices would He stayed at the door for a while, then left.

All the hustle and bustle came and went, Jing Xuan and Cheng Cheng have not returned yet.

He was so excited to paint that he didn't bother to worry about it. He went to the kitchen to scoop up two tablespoons of chili oil for dinner, then sat back and continued painting.

Tick ​​tick.

The wall clock on the wall never stopped, when Xie Ran raised his head again, it was already midnight.

He was stunned.

——So what about the two ghosts? !Are you ready to come back? ?

On the first day of taking in the kid, Xie Ran already felt a headache.

No wonder humans these days don't like to get married and have babies. It's really troublesome to bring up children.

Frowning, he put down his paintbrush, pulled off a coat, locked the store door and went out.

The commercial street in the middle of the night is completely different from the daytime.

There are many students in the neighborhood and few residents. During this time, most of the college students are not in school during the holidays. Most of the shops on the street are closed for rest at night, as if spending the summer vacation with the students, so there are only a few lonely lamps left in the middle of the night. Street lamps stubbornly illuminate a small circle of ground in the night wind.

The natural yin energy in the air became heavier, Xie Ran took a breath of the still warm air, a cluster of flames popped out from his fingertips, and chased after the flames he had left on Cheng Cheng.

Like a gust of wind, he blew across the deserted commercial street at night, passed by a few schools, and gradually walked farther and farther, becoming more and more prosperous, and finally found Cheng Cheng who was in a daze in a seemingly upscale neighborhood.

"Didn't I tell you not to go too far?"

Xie Ran strode over, frowning.

He found that Cheng Cheng, who was in a daze, did not respond to his question, just like during the day.

At that time, Cheng Cheng was fascinated by the battle. There is no strange arrangement in the community here, right?

Xie Ran had no choice but to look at Jing Xuan who was sitting on the big tree beside him: "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm thinking about life." Jing Xuan lazily leaned against the tree, "He was here just now, I took him in to have a look, and that's all."

Gan Qiuli?

"She in the middle of the night—" Xie Ran licked his lower lip in the middle of speaking, "Can you come down first?"

He hates talking to people with his head up.

"can."

As soon as Jing Xuan finished speaking, the next sentence appeared in Xie Ran's ears, her voice was very low, "It's too cold at night, can you let me cling to you?"

Xie Ran frowned and took a step forward.

He hates the feeling of skin to skin, no matter who it is with.

"Look, that's why I might as well stay on the tree." Jing Xuan flashed by, and sat back on the thick branch of the big tree again, "The big tree won't dislike me..."

"Can you accept living things?" Xie Ran asked him, "How about I catch an earthworm for you?"

Jing Xuan narrowed her eyes: "Little Que'er, I warn you—"

He closed his mouth at this point, because Cheng Cheng suddenly floated over.

The young man held back his anger, and came to Xie Ran in a low voice: "I'm sorry, should we go back?"

Xie Ran nodded lightly.

"Let's go then, I'll go back with you." Cheng Cheng muffled, "Tomorrow... come back tomorrow."

He didn't mention his depression, Xie Ran looked at him for a while, turned and left without saying anything.

Prying into other people's secrets is something humans love to do, but Xie Ran is not.

One person and two ghosts walked through the night in silence and returned to the studio. Cheng Cheng had nowhere to put his body, so he consciously hung it back in the field of flowers.

Xie Ran went to take a bath by himself.

He occasionally sleeps outside to absorb the thin yin energy naturally formed between heaven and earth as a supplement, but tonight the child is at home, so he has no plan to go out.

After taking a shower, he came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair, and found that Jing Xuan was actually sitting where he was drawing in the afternoon, carefully looking at the unfinished landscape painting.

It was a night scene, and there was a river in the middle of the painting. A group of people whose faces could not be seen clearly sat on a boulder by the lake.

There is a faint red-purple glow in the sky.

Although it was not drawn, Jing Xuan subconsciously thought that the person in the painting was smiling.

He had never seen a scene before, but his heart was inexplicably soft.

"Where is this?" he asked.

"I don't know. There shouldn't be such a place. It's a picture I made up in my head."

"Do you have a name?"

"Yes." Xie Ran stood not far away, lowered his eyes, "I call it "Paradise"."

"Paradise" has a good reputation.

Jing Xuan looked at the painting in ecstasy: "Actually, if the "Past" I want can be painted, it may be similar to the artistic conception of this painting."

"Yes, then your past was quite happy."

I don't know where Xie Ran's pain point was hit by these words, his expression turned cold, he took the drawing board out of the easel with a cold face, turned it over, and put it against the wall.

In short, he just refused to let Jing Xuan watch it again.

"...It's really a little bird with a good temper." Jing Xuan was a little speechless, "I thought that the beautiful bird monsters are more gentle... Your root is actually a black eagle, right?"

"No," Xie Ran said blankly, "I'm a vulture."

"Little Que'er, it's not good to lie, vultures are not as beautiful as you."

"Can you see what my feet look like?"

Xie Ran frowned - he thought that his transformation skills had already been perfected, and he shouldn't be able to see through it at a glance.

"I can't see clearly. What I'm talking about is that you are beautiful in person." Jing Xuan laughed, "Besides, vultures are inferior monsters. How can there be fire in your body? If you lie, choose someone who looks good, right? Stupid bird."

Xie Ran: "..."

He didn't know why, but he felt that the other party's normal tone was very teasing.

Xie Ran looked at him suspiciously, feeling that he didn't want to delve into this topic, so he said: "I'm going to sleep."

This is a eviction order.

Jing Xuan pointed to the room: "The kid is still there."

The implication is that the kid is here, so why should he leave?

"You're not human..."

"If you want, I can become a human too."

Jing Xuan stood up from the chair.

He is very tall, even standing face to face is a bit taller than Xie Ran, at least 185 or more.Every time the tall figure took a step towards Xie Ran, the transparent figure became more condensed, and when he stood in front of Xie Ran, he was no different from a human being.

Xie Ran was forced by him to retreat to the wall.

Jing Xuan lowered her head and looked directly into his eyes from a close distance: "It looks like a human, can I stay tonight?"

The unique cold fragrance from the other side of the Santuchuan came into the nostrils, Xie Ran frowned, and pushed Jing Xuan away suddenly, and took a few steps to the left to separate a little distance from Jing Xuan.

"Don't come near me." He pursed his lips, a little sweat oozing from his forehead.

This smell is too fragrant, like sweet springs to desert travelers, and food to famine poor people. It made his stomach twitch, and he almost felt colic——

"What's the matter?" Jing Xuan was about to lean over, but suddenly remembered something, and stopped walking.

"Are you really that—"

What's that about?

He frowned, feeling a pain in his temple.

What should the bird with the fire be called?

Jing Xuan's ever-stretched eyebrows were twisted into the word "Chuan". Even though he worked so hard, he still couldn't remember the name.

Although he has forgotten a lot of things, this one is not bad - for example, he doesn't even remember his own name, so he took a new one and told Xie Ran.

Xie Ran finally recovered from the heartburning hunger, panting and said: "Don't come close to me, I... I'm a big monster that eats ghosts, if you come so close, I'll eat you."

It was clearly a threatening sentence.

There was no fear on Jing Xuan's face, but a meaningful "huh".

"If you know, go quickly, I'm going to sleep." Xie Ran stared at him, "Save me from sleepwalking when I'm sleeping, crawling over to bite you."

"Look at you, have you been hungry for a long time?" Jing Xuan did not retreat but advanced, and walked over to Xie Ran, "Why bother, you are already in the human world, so let's learn how to live from the human race."

He held the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, and with a light pull, the wrist bone was broken into two pieces out of thin air, as if the real Yin Qi escaped from the section——

The strong cold fragrance almost drove Xie Ran crazy, his eyes were bloodshot and the corners of his eyes were stained red.

"Try it?" Jing Xuan said in a nonchalant tone, "Just one sip, and I'll be fine."

Xie Ran clutched his stomach, his nails dug into the flesh through a thin layer of clothing.

"Really, I'm not that brat, I've just been sucked in a bit of yin energy, can I still not survive?" Every word Jing Xuan said confuses his reason, "Humans are still greedy for pleasure, 'now there is wine, now today' Drunk, you are a monster, why are you so clean, body, self, and good?"

"..."

ask for it.

Xie Ran pulled his wrist, and lowered his head facing the sinister cut.