Changsheng coffin shop

Shi Xue stopped, there was someone!

He flicked his backhand, shot out a series of ice blades from his sleeve, and rushed towards the person who came. Although he was seriously injured and almost couldn't stand still, he still didn't change his face.

The person who came wanted to hide, but it was too late, a blade of ice was stabbed into his wrist, and he let out a hoarse cry.

Then, as if recovering instantly, he smiled, "Don't attack me suddenly, aren't we collaborators?"

Shi Xuezhe coughed twice involuntarily, and didn't plan to communicate with him more, but the man took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve as if unwilling to let go, lit it, and the wound on Shi Xuezhe's body instantly disappeared. alright.

"I heard that Fan Lan found "that person"?" A black shadow hidden in the huge light floated towards him.

Shi Xuezhe frowned and said nothing, thinking of that Xie Mian, he always felt a sense of oppression for no reason, but this person was just a "mortal".

Hei Ying didn't know what he was thinking, and smiled a little reservedly: "I'm not your enemy, I hate Fan Lan as much as you do, if we cooperate..."

"unnecessary."

"If only I could help you get what you want."

Shi Xue paused and stopped.

"It's quite interesting that you dare to make a deal with a devil like me who has escaped from hell."

"That's actually a misunderstanding. If you really want to say it, we are just a temporary cooperation with a common goal. You get what you want, and I get what I want. Why do you treat me as an enemy?"

"There is both a deep hatred and a great hatred between me and him. You must have other motives for meddling in this matter." After all, Shi Xuezhe was taught by Fan Lan himself, how can he be deceived by such a little lie, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Don't you understand my picture?" Hei Ying laughed and said pointedly: "As long as a person like him exists for a day, he will not be able to make people feel at ease."

Shi Xuezhe clenched her fingertips, thinking of that indifferent face, she suddenly fell silent.

In the past, Fan Lan, wherever he appeared, no matter ghosts or spirits, all creatures would stay away.

"Actually, when we knew that he was still alive, we were also very scared, but because we never found out where he was, we could only hold back. Fan Lan may not know about this, but it has been going on for a long time. He will always be aware of what he can't, so we hope that he can disappear from this world as soon as possible." Heiying spoke quickly, with a little eagerness and excitement in his tone, as if he had seen Fan Lan's corpse in front of him.

"Do you think I will definitely cooperate with you?" Shi Xuezhe sneered: "I probably haven't promised you yet."

"Sooner or later I will agree, I'm not in a hurry, I have some time to wait for you to think about it slowly." The black shadow flew around Shi Xue in a circle, and suddenly stopped behind him, bullying the back of his neck.

"Since the last ghost king has experienced the punishment of heaven, demons, goblins, spirits and people have lived together in the same place, and they will be messed up after a long time. Our chance is only this one time."

A scorching heat scalded on the thin skin, and it immediately turned red, Shi Xuezhe slightly frowned.

Heiying thought for a while, and then said: "At that time, Fan Lan will truly be dissipated, and there will be no trace of him in the entire Three Realms, and he will never be resurrected, so everyone will be very happy."

Shi Xuezhe sneered: "You deserve it, do you underestimate him, or think too highly of yourself."

"You defected from the underworld, taught mortal descending techniques, and betrayed the teacher. He would never forgive you, let alone the ten thousand years between him and Xie Mian..." Hei Ying said, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear it. Out of sorrow and joy.

Shi Xuezhe: "What do you mean?"

Heiying groaned, stretched out a hand from inside, and waved twice: "It doesn't matter if you don't cooperate with me, my people have already sneaked into the coffin shop."

Shi Xuezhe looked at the departing black shadow and slowly closed his eyes.

His thoughts were pulled back to that dark hell in an instant.

The sound of very light footsteps came from the steps very regularly, which was a path leading up from the eighteenth floor of the underworld.

The black mist rises from the center of the earth and permeates every layer, making the underworld as invisible as the sea covered with morning mist. Sharp stone buds are exposed on the jagged stone walls, from the first floor to the eighteenth floor, reflecting With countless screams.

The underworld is far more terrifying than human imagination.

It is more painful for ghosts who are not eligible for reincarnation to come here than to be wiped out.

Many ghosts have been brought here for various reasons, but no one has ever been able to get out, and no one knows why.

Fan Lan's hands were tied in his sleeves, his eyebrows were slightly closed, and the screaming and wailing of the ghosts on both sides stopped instantly, and the entire [-]th floor of hell was so quiet that it made one's scalp tingle.

He walked steadily towards the "cell" without a door.

This is a place without lights or any light, but people in the underworld can see clearly without light. There is no torture device in the empty prison. Compared with the outside, it is clean and out of place.

"Speak." Fan Lan looked at a young man kneeling in the middle of the cell, wearing a snow-white short shirt, his face was pale and bloodless, and his lips were bitten tightly.

"When we arrived, it happened to be the time when the three of them died in battle. They had just died." A skinny ghost guard stood up tremblingly, and whispered: "Originally, I planned to capture their souls and bring them back. Fully prepared."

"Well, I issued the soul restraining order, and then what?" Fan Lan said.

The ghost messenger immediately knelt down, and stammered: "When we were confining the souls, suddenly a fierce ghost rushed over and ate those three souls. It should be for...for the merits of them, Then it really started attacking us..."

"I killed that ghost, and it has nothing to do with him." The young man raised his head and looked at Fan Lan with neither humbleness nor condescension. His thin body and cold eyes made people tremble uncontrollably.

Fan Lan murmured, and walked towards him, still keeping her hands folded, looking down at him, and the young man raised his head and stared at him without fear.

"So, my apprentice killed a ghost for the human world, right?" Fan Lan squatted down slightly, trying to be at eye level with him, and her voice was soft and outrageous: "But let me tell you, These three have great merits and virtues, and they are going to be promoted to heaven."

The boy pursed his lips.

"Now they are all gone." Fan Lan chuckled softly, "Xue Zhe, you are really my good disciple..."

"Even without them, there are still so many in the world..." Before he finished speaking, Fan Lan flicked his sleeves violently, and Shi Xuezhe hit the wall hard, and the sharp stone buds hit his back with severe pain.

"Each soul can only exist once. As a trace of life in this world, it can never be repeated." Fan Lan stood up straight, looked at the surly and vicious young man, raised her head, and said in a terribly cold voice: "Why don't you understand?"

As he spoke, he approached Shi Xuezhe, who was coughing violently, and pulled out his hand from his sleeve. His thin white wrist slowly covered his face, a cold breath wrapped around his neck, and his voice was extremely cold.

"I'm not a good master. I haven't made you realize the meaning of life after hundreds of years. As a ghost messenger, I treat ghosts as worthless. I have no mercy. I raised a murderous ghost with my own hands... ..." At the same time as the words fell, he shrank his fingers and pinched Shi Xue's broken neck.

Then this grip was empty.

When Shi Xuezhe was panting in the corner near the door frame, Fan Lan withdrew his hand and looked at him with a half-smile: "I thought you could only kill, but it turned out that it was only because your life was more precious than others."

Shi Xue clenched her fist tightly and turned her head away, but her face was full of fear and tension, and even the breath in her chest was squeezed out of shape.

He wanted to refute, but hearing Fan Lan's soft but cold voice, he suppressed it firmly.

"I'm not a good master, and you're not a good apprentice either." Fan Lan lowered her eyes: "From today onwards, you'll be here, and unless I die, you won't go out of hell, understand?"

Shi Xuezhe was calm when he suddenly heard a subtle fox cry, opened his eyes instantly, and turned around to find a fiery red fox running past.

With a fierce hostility, he glanced indifferently, the footsteps that he wanted to leave stopped, and he changed his mind and went to the direction of the pagoda.

He wants to see what this Xie Mian can do.

**

No one in the coffin shop knew about Fan Lan getting lost, especially Ming Qiu hated this matter, wishing to install a navigator on his forehead.

He had the experience of walking and getting lost before, and he didn't dare to let him walk behind, but he walked slowly, so he could only slow down and follow him.

They distanced themselves from Ye Xunfang and Sun Zhiqian, so it was easier to talk, Xie Mian asked him softly, "This fox fairy should not be here if he came to investigate the pagoda and the merit hall so blatantly."

"Huh?" Fan Lan tilted her head and asked with a smile, "Then little Hades, where do you think we should go to investigate?"

Xie Mian wanted to cover his mouth, and lowered her voice to explain, "Don't always call me Little Hades outside, it's hard for them to explain."

Fan Lan thought for a while: "Then Mianmian, where do you think we should go?"

"..." Xie Mian was silent for a while: "I think since the news in the newspapers about the changes in those shopping malls and hotels, I should look at them from there."

Fan Lan nodded, suddenly lowered her voice like a thief, and approached Xie Mian's ear: "Then shall we go secretly?"