My Sand Sculpture Boss

, I divorced Xu Xing's father when he was a sophomore in high school, and we haven't seen each other for many years... I've been like this, and he hasn't even seen my real mother.Maybe he doesn't want to see you and wants to avoid you on purpose. "

"He won't." Wang bowed his head forward, "He won't, I've known him for 14 years..."

Aunt Zhang burst into tears again, with a mocking smile on her face: "Xu Xing is my son. Yes, you have known each other for 14 years. 14 years ago, the study committee member of Xu Xing's class, you had poor grades, and often came to our house to look for Xu Xing." Give you a lecture, call me Aunt Zhang, and give me a small gift on my birthday. I liked you very much at the time, and thought you were a sensible child. Every time you come, I will prepare your favorite food Watermelon. I really didn't expect...

"After Xu Xing was gone, I moved to Qizhou. I just don't want to see you as a scourge again, and see your unreasonable family members. I disgust you, so don't come to me, okay?"

Wang Xiangqian stared at her blankly, and smiled wryly for a while: "It's because I didn't think carefully, I'm sorry, Aunt Zhang."

"I'm sorry? Tell my son that! If he hadn't met you, he would be living a good life now!" Aunt Zhang wiped the tears from her face, "He's not in Qizhou, get out! "

Wang Qiangqian didn't speak, and he walked slowly downstairs, clutching the wooden handle of the paper lantern tightly.At the corner he met an old man smoking a pipe.The old man's dress is very ordinary, white vest, light brown big shorts, and a pair of "BMW brand" slippers.He checked the "Huangquan Qizhou District People's Hospital Branch Temporary Director" certificate that was slung around his neck, and waved his cattail fan: "The one who played the lantern, you are not from the local area, are you? Stop, where are you from?"

"Yuyang District." Wang Qianqian stopped, "Where is this?"

The old man picked up the ID: "Routine work."

Although Wang Xiangqian is a detached soul, he has heard a little about things in Huangquan.The errands in Huangquan will develop temporary workers to go offline to seduce their souls and reduce work pressure.Right now, the number of reincarnations is tight, and many souls are stranded in Huangquan, waiting for a number.Those who meet the bad luck inside will be selected as temporary workers and offline.This item will be recorded in the personal information, excellent temporary workers can get some reincarnation privileges, just like submitting a resume, the more honors, the higher the salary.

"Have you been out for a while?" The old temporary worker looked at Wang Xiangqian. "The lights are good. Now that the environment is seriously polluted, it is rare to see such a large piece of soul-returning incense. Are they traded in the ghost market?"

Wang Xiangqian shook his head: "No, I borrowed it."

"Borrowed? That's really generous." The old man tactfully didn't ask who borrowed it, and took a puff of cigarette, "You're not in Yuyang, what are you doing in Qizhou?"

"Looking for someone." Wang Xiangqian took out the photo in his pocket again, "Have you seen him?"

The old man shook his head: "I haven't seen it." He sat up a little bit, "There is no outside world, so it doesn't mean that there is no inside world."

Wang Xiangqian didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

The old man waved to him, beckoning him to come over, and said in a low voice, "There is a drum that has not been used for a long time at the entrance of Huangquan. I heard that once you ring it, there will be gods who will come to help you fulfill your wish."

Wang Xiangqian looked at the old man suspiciously: "The drum that has not been used for a long time, is it the white dragon drum in the legend? There is a legend in my hometown about this drum, and it can attract the dragon god when it is played."

The old man looked thoughtful and reminded: "That drum is for the dead. You are not a complete dead person. It may be dangerous to knock on it rashly. Huangquan is a large transfer station. The souls stranded in Huangquan these years There are many, you can go to the underworld to find them first. But you must remember, you can’t go deep.”

"How to enter Huang Quan?"

The old man said slowly: "Go to Xinghua Road and find a bookstore that is still open. It's easy to find. There, you can rent green scorpions, which can help you find the way to enter Huangquan and guide you. Grandpa Mao costs 300 yuan an hour. Tiandi Bank 3000 billion an hour. Don’t make a fuss about it, you and I won’t be able to bear it if we are discovered.”

"Thank you."

"Thank you," said the old man. "Your light will be off for ten days at most. It's important to go back. If you can't find it, don't look for it... Also, if you meet a high school student named Zhang Xiao, let him go I'll report ahead."

"Okay, I remember." Wang Xiangqian walked towards the first floor with the lantern made of white paper.When passing by the gate, he saw the high school student named Zhang Xiao.The high school student stood at the gate, looking up at the sky, with a smile on his lips, as if recalling some pleasant memories.

Wang Xiangqian interrupted the high school student's meditation, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you thinking about something happy?"

"Yes, a happy thing." The high school student burst into tears, but the smile on his face became brighter, "I sold all the white roses, and I made an extra 50 yuan."

Wang Xiangqian handed him a tissue: "Go, the person in charge is looking for you, at the corner of the third floor."

"I see." The high school student raised his hand and wiped his tears with his cuff, and folded the tissue that Wang handed over to him. "Uncle, you keep playing this Hokkien song on your phone. Is it for someone to listen to?"

Wang Xiangqian smiled: "Yes, I hope he can hear it."

"I'll hear it." The high school student put away Wang Qianqian's tissues, turned around and walked up the stairs.

According to what the old man said, Wang Xiangqian came to Xinghua Road.The bookstore is really easy to find, and it is the only store open in the huge commercial street.He opened the door and went in, only to find an eleven or twelve year old girl sitting at the counter, reading a popular book.

The title of the book is "Disqualification in the World".

Seeing the four words on the cover, Wang Xiangqian couldn't help laughing: "Little girl, do you understand? My wife likes this book, but the first time I read it, I read the beginning and gave up. It will be a few years later." He looked around and asked, "Where is your adult? You are the only one in the store?"

"Your Excellency has gone looking for a partner and left me to look after the shop. Poor, I'm just a child who is skilled in business." The little girl curled her lips, she raised her head and looked at Wang Xiangqian, "Hehe, Huihunxiang, such a big guy can't spend a lot of money." Less money?"

"No, I borrowed it."

The little girl nodded and didn't ask any more questions.The personnel composition in Huangquan is complicated, except for those who have mines at home, they will more or less do business in private to make some extra money.It's not easy to make money these days, Boss Zhao is here to make a fortune, let alone other ghosts and ghosts.She was not interested in this, and looked at Wang Xiangqian: "What business do you want to do?"

Wang Xiangqian was taken aback: "What business do you have?"

The little girl opened the drawer and took out a leaflet with various packages printed on it and handed it to Wang Xiangqian: "Look for yourself. It's almost Ghost Festival, and the package of "Meeting by Destiny" is on sale recently, including dreaming with relatives, meeting relatives, and visiting the underworld 10 The original price is 10 yuan, and you will be charged 66666 for activities. We will also give you a photo signed by our boss. The family members provide the coordinates of the deceased relative’s grave, the date of birth, and the relative’s consent. Do you want to consider it? ?”

Wang Xiangqian glanced through it quickly, and returned the flyer to the little girl: "I want to rent a green clam and go to hell."

"Okay, [-] an hour, the price of cabbage. The deposit is [-]. Do you pay cash or scan the QR code?" The little girl took out a registration book, "There is a certain danger in entering the underworld. I need to register your information. You are not Qizhou Local, right?"

"No, my home is in Yuyang City."

"Yuyang? That's quite far away." The little girl said, "You have to go back soon. If it's too late, your lamp won't be strong enough to guide you home, and you will die."

"I know."

"It's good to know." The little girl carefully asked Wang Xiangqian's purpose of entering the underworld and his name, and took out a small glass bottle. There was a blue insect crawling back and forth in the bottle. "The fog in the underworld can make people lose their minds. You If there is any abnormal or illegal behavior, Qingfu will leave you. Follow it, and return the deposit when you come back.”

The little worm covered in blue was released, and it flew around the king twice, with a small note stretched out on its front paws: "Technician No. 08 is at your service—"

Wang Xiangqian: "..."

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (8)

Wang Qianqian paid the money and left the bookstore following Qingfu, code-named "Technician No. 08".The rain hadn't stopped, but it was much lighter than when he came.The green clam is completely unaffected by the weather, shining blue light, walking under the cloudy and rainy sky.

Wang Xiangqian gradually noticed that a white mist rose in front of his eyes.The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and all the buildings were covered by it, and only a little blue light remained in his vision.

Suddenly, there was a sound similar to the rolling of a ball in the mist, and a round object stopped at Wang Xiangqian's feet.It was the head of a young woman, with long flaxen hair braided into two thick braids, and she said with a smile, "Hey, do you see my body?"

Wang Xiangqian's scalp was numb, and he walked away as if he hadn't seen her.

The woman's head jumped forward following his footsteps: "I was killed by someone, and the murderer was my ex-husband. Oh, you don't know, he has two faces. He treated me very well in front of people, and people Then he beat me, scolded me, and used me as a punching bag. You see, he killed me in the end, and chopped me into several pieces and threw it at me. I only have my head left, so I am really angry.

"But it's okay, I ate him. You don't know, I just rolled in front of him like this, and he was so scared that he peed his pants. He was the one who beat me before, as majestic as Bear, his prestige was only shown to those who couldn't beat him. As soon as I hit him, he immediately revealed his true nature, which is really funny.

"Hey, I mean living people, this Huangquan is not where you should come." The woman blinked her head, "Especially you are still holding the soul-returning incense, do you know how many demons and ghosts like this thing? Its fragrance can attract An inhuman thing, as long as you snatch it, it can return to your body instead of you, occupy your shell, and you don’t need to reincarnate.”

Wang Qiangqian could tell that the woman had malicious intentions: "Really? You can try it. I borrowed this Resurrection Incense. She told me about this situation before she lent it to me. She specially pasted a layer of white paper to make a lantern. Can prevent ghosts from robbing."

The female head was dubious, and for the sake of safety, she did not choose to try.She asked again: "What are you doing in Huangquan?"

"Look for someone, his name is Xu Xing."

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before." The woman's head smiled exaggeratedly, "The eight hundred miles of Huangquan is surrounded by thick fog, and there are many passages leading to unknown places. Are you looking for someone here? I see you I can't find it."

"It will be found."

"Blind self-confidence." The woman's head said, "It's rare for me to see a living person in the underworld. After you return to the world, can you buy a bear for my daughter? I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't know her. how's it going.

"Her name is Jiang Beibei, and now she lives with her grandma, at Room 203, North Building, Bank Family Hospital, Southern District, Qizhou City."

"Okay, what color does the bear want?"

"She likes brown bears. Thank you. I hope you can find the person you are looking for." After expressing her thanks, the woman left Wang Xiangqian.

"Sir, wait a minute!" Another voice came from the mist, and a man in a suit and leather shoes chased after Wang Xiangqian, "Can you do me a favor? Help me bring something to my wife.

"I was on a business trip abroad and died in a plane crash. My wife and I have been married for 13 years. I bought a scarf and wanted to give it to her, but I didn't give it away. I don't know how she is doing these days. This gift Please also ask my husband to bring it to her. I wrote the address on a note and pasted it on the box.”

Man holds a pink gift box in his hands.

Wang Qiangqian did not refuse, took the pink gift box, and showed Xu Xing's photo to the man: "If you have any news about this person, please let me know."

"I will pay attention," the man knew that Wang Xiangqian was looking for someone, and kindly reminded him, "But it is too difficult to find someone in Huangquan. After all, this is a place where it is easy to get lost. If you are not careful, you don't know where you will go. You can't go too deep. The more you go in, the thicker the fog will be, making you unable to find the light of the green clam. Even if you have the incense of returning to the soul, it will be difficult to go out again."

"I see." Wang Xiangqian took the man's gift box and continued on his way.

"Uncle! Can you sing Little Star?" Another soul was attracted by the fragrance of the soul-returning incense. This time, it was a blood-stained girl. She looked like five or six years old, and she was not as tall as Wang Qianqian's legs.The back of the girl's head was sunken, exposing her blood-stained scalp.She raised her hand and pulled off Wang Qianqian's clothes, "Uncle, your lamp smells so good, are you alive?"

"Yes, do you have anything to do?" Wang added forward, "I can't sing Little Star."

"I will!" The little girl giggled, "I learned it from the TV! Mom and Dad are usually busy with work, so I want to sing this song to them."

Her smile was a little stiff: "But the floor of our house is too high, the 24th floor. I climbed to the window sill to watch the birds outside, and fell down accidentally. Grandma was cooking at home. When she found out, I had already Died. She has always felt guilty about this matter, blaming herself for not taking good care of me. In fact, I am so naughty. She is old and can't help me tossing

"I often heard my grandma crying in Huangquan, saying I'm sorry. It's not her fault, it's me who is too noisy. Her eyes are not good. I am really worried. I want to tell her not to cry, but I don't know what to do. How to let her know...

"Uncle, can you use your mobile phone to record a little star for me? I'm going to sing it to my grandma and tell her I'm fine now."

Wang Xiangqian took out his mobile phone, temporarily turned off the Hokkien song on the single loop, and turned on the recording.

The little girl smiled at the king, showing a pair of small canine teeth.She cleared her throat and sang slowly: "Twinkle, twinkle, the sky is full of little stars. Hanging in the sky, they shine brightly, like many little eyes...

"Grandma, don't cry, I'm fine, don't worry." The girl stopped the recording and returned the phone to Wang Xiangqian, "Uncle, my grandma lives in Jinghu Community in the southern district of Qizhou, the first building on the left, 2401. "

"I remembered."

"Uncle, your phone has been playing a song just now, why?"

There was a smile on the corner of Wang Xiangqian's mouth: "Uncle is looking for someone. When he hears this song, he knows that I'm here to take him home."

"What's this song called?"

"Looking forward to the spring breeze."

"Wang Chunfeng?" The little girl smiled sweetly, "Uncle will definitely find it."

"Thank you." Wang Xiangqian followed the light of the green clam and continued to march into the mist, and when he turned back, the girl had disappeared.

Wang Xiangqian searched for a long time in Huangquan, during which many ghosts and ghosts were attracted to him by the influence of the incense of returning souls, more or less hoping to get the help of Wang Xiangqian, a living person.He picks up gifts from ghosts for his family and feels like an overseas shopping agent.

However, there has been no news of Xu Xing from him.

While walking, Technician No. 08 stopped.

As the best No. 08 in Huangquan, this green clam kindly reminded Wang Xiangqian that he could not go on.Wang Xiangqian is just an ordinary mortal, and no matter how deep he goes, he won't be able to find his way back.

Wang Xiangqian was a little unwilling: "Can you go a little further? What if the person I'm looking for is right ahead?"

Technician No. 08 shook his head, and it opened a note to Wang Qianqian: "There will be no one in front, and you will only go in if your head is flooded. If you lose it, you will never find him."

Wang Xiangqian's expression became more and more gloomy, his brows were tightly frowned, and the word "Chuan" was twisted into a word.He looked more tired than before, and his whole body was like a big ball of duckweed mixed together, which would disperse cleanly in the slightest wind and waves.

Technician No. 08 stared at Wang Xiangqian with small eyes, and Wang Xiangqian also looked at Qingfu.

Like a confrontation.

After a while, Wang Xiangqian turned around: "Go back."

Qingfu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this year's customers are really difficult to serve.

They returned the same way.At the entrance to the Underworld, Wang Xiangqian saw a huge drum painted with a white dragon pattern.

The author has something to say: Today I played all afternoon, Jisan eats chicken, the good guys are fighting with gods, looking up, they are all the birds of Umbrella Dad.My younger brother who hides a sword can't hack it, and he can't hit it.Later, together with Miss Dujing in the team, the two of us jumping in the ground will die sooner or later, it is better to fight at the beginning of the scene, be a shit-stirring stick, and buy time for the three umbrella dads in our team to pick up equipment .

This method is surprisingly easy to use.Our three burly umbrella dads really lived up to expectations, flew into the sky and wiped out the team, persuaded a fight to steal the head, and took our two corpses to the top five.

The feeling of lying down is so wonderful.

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (9)

The White Dragon Drum, which had been silent for thousands of years, sounded again, rumbling like vast waves, slapping the shore layer by layer, and the roar of Kui Niu in the rolling waves was faintly discernible, spreading across eight hundred miles of Huangquan.

At that time, Xuanxuan was watering the green radishes raised by Zhao Suyi in the room next to Xiajiuquan.Suddenly there was a thundering drum sound, and several green clams lying on the leaves were frightened, rolled to the ground, and ran around the room in a panic.Xuanxuan's ears were numb from the sound, and he almost couldn't hold the shower in his hand.

Xuanxuan was the last ghost whose name was ticked off by the vermilion pen. He also beat the white dragon drum at the entrance of Huangquan back then.Realizing what happened, she angrily put down the shower, covered her ears with her hands, kicked the door open and walked out: "Which thing without eyes dares to beat the drum?"

White Dragon Drum.

Huangquan is the only passage to the underworld, and it is the only way for thousands of wandering souls to pass.But among these wandering souls, there are many innocent victims. They have not yet reached the end of their lives, and most of them have resentment in their hearts.

Once he became a ghost, his name would be marked off by the ink brush, and he would be judged as a soldier of the underworld, and he would be wiped out in the end.And the prince who raised more than a thousand Yin soldiers under his hands set up a big drum at the entrance of Huangquan.The head of the drum is made of Kui cowhide, and it can be heard for eight hundred miles after it is sounded. If all the ghosts have any resentment and anger before they tick off their names, they can beat the big drum to express their grievances, which is similar to drumming in the human world to express their grievances.

Because the prince's real body is a white dragon, the Kui cowhide drum standing at the entrance of Huangquan is called "White Dragon Drum".

After Zhao Suyi took over Huangquan, Li Gui no longer entered Huangquan, and was escorted directly to the underworld to do coolies, and the White Dragon Drum was never sounded again.

This White Dragon Drum has long been useless. The ghosts and evil spirits left in the underworld have all received Bailong's kindness, and they cherish the drum left by him even more. Who would play it?

Xuanxuan's first reaction was that some kid who didn't know the rules was making trouble. She called a few brave green clams to lead the way, and came to the entrance of Huangquan angrily.

The fog at the entrance is smaller than other places, and the visibility is very high.She saw a man from a distance, who was an acquaintance, a customer who rented technician No. 08.

Xuanxuan remembered that this person was surnamed Wang, and shouted: "Mr. Wang, what are you doing drumming?"

"Why is it you?" Wang Xiangqian recognized Xuanxuan, "I'm looking for someone. There is a story handed down from my hometown that there is a white dragon drum at the entrance of Huangquan. As long as you ring it, there will be a dragon god to fulfill your wish."

Xuanxuan was afraid that he might misunderstand: "I'm not a dragon god. There is no dragon god now. I'm just a child who works. This drum is a first-class cultural heritage of Huangquan, and you are not allowed to knock it. You have to pay for it."

"It's easy to talk about losing money." Wang Xiangqian realized that the little girl in front of him was not an ordinary ghost, and took out a photo to show her, "His name is Xu Xing, I want to find him."

"Xu Xing?" Xuanxuan casually pulled out the special roster for errands, "Tell me, where is his home and when was he born? And where is your home and when was he born?"

Wang Xiangqian told the truth.

Xuanxuan opened the roster and began to look up the information of Wang Xiangqian and Xu Xing: "Wang Xiangqian, Qinwang Village, Yuyang City, male, born at [-]:[-] am in [-], life expectancy..."

Xuanxuan's voice stopped abruptly, and he raised his head and looked at Wang Xiangqian in surprise.

Is this a great benevolent person?

According to legend, the great benevolent man of the tenth generation is ruthless and extremely just.It's a pity to provoke too many people, and each life is very short-lived.Shouldn't the normal operation be that Wang Dashan scolded Boss Zhao's small money-making workshop?

Why do great benevolent people go to Huangquan to contribute gray income and join forces?

But the brochure did show that the Lihun in front of her was a benevolent person who was expected to become a civil servant in the sky and who had never been seen once in a thousand years.

Xuanxuan didn't believe in this evil, and flipped through the book several times.Wang Xiangqian, born in [-] in Qinwang Village, is the only one. The line representing lifespan glows golden and still stretches on the paper. He is indeed a long-lived and benevolent person.

Although the booklet in Xuanxuan's hand is a counterfeit Huangquan book, it is also a half-sacred tool, very easy to use, and has never made a mistake when querying information.

She checked Xu Xing again, but found no such person.

The information displayed in the brochure is not wrong, the only problem is the soul.Xuanxuan closed the booklet, frowned and walked around the king several times, looking at Lihun in front of him: "Mr. Wang Xiangqian, who is Xu Xing? Did you remember wrongly, I didn't find any records of him?"

"No?"

"No." Xuanxuan said, "Ordinary people may lose part of their memories by using the fragrance of returning souls to leave their souls. Have you misremembered? There is no such person as Xu Xing at all?"

"Impossible!" Wang moved forward decisively.

Xuanxuan stopped and sighed.Behind her hands holding the booklet, she raised her voice: "Then do you know what the last thing you did before leaving your soul?"

Wang Qiangqian tried his best to recall the events before leaving the soul, and after a long silence, he said, "I ate noodles at home."

Xuanxuan: "..."

"There must be someone like Xu Xing. How else can I take a photo with him? I met his mother not long ago."

"Mom?" Xuanxuan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What's his mother's name, where is she from? Do you know her birthday?"

"I know." Wang Xiangqian provided Xu Xing's mother's information.

Xuanxuan checked it, and became even more confused: "Is her name Zhang Yun?"

"Yes."

Xuanxuan frowned: "Ms. Zhang Yun has only one son, surnamed Du."

"Aunt Zhang is remarried. She does have a son named Du, and Xu Xing is her elder brother." Wang Xiangqian said anxiously, "Xu Xing is my high school classmate. I have known him for 14 years... Is this booklet wrong? gone?"

"There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong with the booklet." Xuanxuan only felt a headache, "You're right, and I'm right, so where did Xu Xing go? Every ghost book will have his name on it, even if it disappears, it won't be gone. Probably no name."

Xuanxuan checked Wang Xiangqian's information again, hoping to find some clues from it.She found that the black thread representing Wang Xiangqian's lifespan had been broken.

Wang Xiangqian died once.

When an ordinary person dies, the black line on the brochure representing lifespan will be broken into four sections, and the name will be squarely framed.But Wang Xiangqian's lifespan is still extending after breaking, which means he is still alive in this world.

According to normal circumstances, life extension is impossible.But there is a treasure called longevity lamp, in fact, the dead person stays in the world with the life of the lamplighter.The person whose life is borrowed has to be voluntary, otherwise it will not be successful.Therefore, most of the people who light the lamps are relatives and friends of the deceased, willing to lend their lifespans to the ghosts.

The origin and production process of this lamp can no longer be tested, and it has always been the first monthly sales on the Huangquan trading platform.However, all Xibei products in the market are produced by small workshops, which can only channel psychics and cannot prolong Yangshou.

Genuine longevity lamps are first-class prohibited items in Huangquan.

Xuanxuan's first reaction was that Wang Xiangqian found the real guy, and Xu Xing, who had disappeared, turned on the lamp for him.After thinking about it again, she felt that something was wrong. Wang Xiangqian's various behaviors indicated that Xu Xing passed away earlier, and ghosts cannot light lamps to borrow their lives.

Xuanxuan only felt that her head was big. Wang Xiangqian and Xu Xing were the biggest challenges in her career: "Well, you come with me."

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (10)

Gu Huaizhi stayed at home for seven days to recover from his injuries, and sent Zhao Suyi away by the way.Before leaving, Zhao Suyi told him that he would be back before September [-]th, and invited Dongting Ryuzo to visit the shop.During the period, if you encounter anything that you can't solve, you can find her.

Gu Huaizhi's legs are almost fine.In the early morning, he was lying on the bed with the quilt in his arms, and the life-threatening serial alarm clock next to his ear was so loud that he had to turn over and prepare to get up and take a shower.

His cell phone rang suddenly.

It's Xuanxuan.

Gu Huaizhi yawned and said in a long voice, "Hello?"

"is the boss around?"

"No, he left overnight." Gu Huaizhi asked, "What's the matter?"

"I can't speak clearly on the phone. I'll talk about it later."

"Okay." Gu Huaizhi hung up the phone, cleaned himself up and went to the bookstore.

Xuanxuan had arrived early, and there was a paper lantern on the table in front of her, and a strange fragrance was scattered in the room, like spring.

Gu Huaizhi saw this paper lantern familiar: "My boss and I saw this lantern a few days ago. There was a man looking for someone in the heavy rain with it." He realized that this incident was related to the owner of the lantern, "What, What's wrong with him?"

"It's too problematic, he's a troublemaker." Xuanxuan pursed his lips, grabbed a ballpoint pen and drew bastards on the paper, "He called Wang Qianqian, and the person he was looking for didn't exist at all. And he himself is still dead Once, I suspect it has something to do with the longevity lamp."

"Longevity lamp?"

"Longevity Lamp, a first-class prohibited item in Huangquan, the treasure of life extension." Xuanxuan continued to explain, "The dead person borrows the life of the lamp lighter to stay in the world. The person whose life is borrowed has to be voluntary, otherwise it will not work. So lighting the lamp Most of them are relatives and friends of the deceased, and they are willing to lend their lifespans to ghosts."

She sighed again: "But ghosts can't light lamps for people."

Gu Huaizhi suddenly thought: "Maybe ghosts can use themselves as lamp oil or something."

"I've never heard of this." Xuanxuan shook his head, "Wang Xiangqian just beat the white dragon drum of the cultural heritage, hoping to find that person who didn't exist. My booklet is almost torn, but I didn't see the person named Xu Xing." Yes." Xuanxuan threw away the pen in his hand, and leaned back on the back of the chair, "Besides, Wang Xiangqian was affected by the incense of returning souls, so he couldn't explain many things clearly, and it was a mess. I was young, There is no good way, so I will bring the king forward first."

"Come here?" Gu Huaizhi looked around, "Where are you?"

"Here." Xuanxuan took a black umbrella from under the chair and put it on the table. "He is a ghost, weaker than ordinary ghosts. I'm afraid the sun will hurt him, so I put it in the umbrella first."

"I have a good idea." Gu Huaizhi said.

Xuanxuan stood up happily: "What is a good way?"

"Foreign help, please." Gu Huaizhi dialed Long San and briefly told her about Wang Xiangqian's situation.Within 10 minutes, Long San rushed in through the door: "I have a solution, I have a solution!

"This matter is easy to solve. Don't you know what Wang Xiangqian has experienced before?"

"What do you think?" Gu Huaizhi asked.

"Ah Xuan, give me the umbrella." Long San lit a cigarette for herself, "I'm not good at business, but I'm still a god." She took out her mobile phone and put it on the table, and played a pheasant song for herself. Brother's "Superstar in a Chaotic World" served as the BGM, and Xuanxuan put the umbrella in her palm as soon as she waved.

Long San stared at the umbrella and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes to Xuanxuan, and told her: "Put down the curtain."

"Okay!" Xuanxuan ran to the door nimbly, and she waved her hand, and the stainless steel rolling door outside "Hula" fell and locked tightly.The white gauze curtain next to the window was also unfolded in turn.The gauze curtain is skillfully woven by sharks from the South China Sea, and it is called shark silk.The material is light and soft, which can block the sunlight. The black umbrella in Xuanxuan's hand is woven from it, which is very useful for shading the sun and rain.

Sharks firmly blocked the transparent glass windows, and the whole room instantly became a sealed dark room, not even a ray of light could come in.

In the darkness, Gu Huaizhi heard Long San say: "Mr. Gu, use your lighter."

Since Zhao Suyi said to Gu Huaizhi in the rabbit's dream a few days ago: "Smoking less, drinking less, the boss will cover you in everything", she seldom carries cigarettes on her body, let alone a lighter. I know where I lost it.

The obedient Gu Huaizhi replied: "I quit."

"Quit? I don't believe it." Long San turned on his lighter, and blew lightly on the thumb-sized orange flame.The flames trembled slightly, then suddenly rose into the air, suspended above the heads of several people, barely illuminating the room.

There are many kinds of flames in the world, and as far as dealing with ghosts is concerned, they are also divided into different grades.The best ones are the Golden Crow Sunshine and Phoenix Fire, which are born to be the nemesis of evil spirits; the second is the natural flames such as fire in wood and fire in stone. Holding a torch like this when walking in the wild, although it cannot completely drive away ghosts and ghosts, But it can also prevent them from getting close; the last thing is the artificially generated flames of lighters, which have no deterrent effect on ghosts except for lighting.

Considering that Wang Qiangqian is a departed soul and is inherently weaker than other ghosts, it is most suitable to use this inferior flame to illuminate.

Long San opened the umbrella and released Wang Xiangqian.

Wang Xiangqian looked blank, not knowing where he was.

"Here, here, I have something to ask you." Long San said, "About you and Xu Xing."

Wang Xiangqian hesitated: "This..."

Xuanxuan saw Wang Xiangqian's concerns: "You can say what you remember, this one is also a dragon god, and will not harm you."

Wang Xiangqian believed in Xuanxuan, and was relieved after receiving her assurance: "Xu Xing is my boyfriend."

Long San looked calm, glanced at Wang Qianqian, and asked, "How did he die?"

Wang Qiang clenched his hands tightly into fists, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I fell from the seventh floor. They all said that he jumped off the building. I don't believe it."

"Why do you think so?"

"We talked on the phone the night before, and he said he would buy me pineapples."

"On the phone the night before? You're not home?"

"No. I remember that my mother broke her leg, and my sister had to take care of the child. She couldn't take care of it alone, so I went to her to take care of it."

"How about this, you tear some cloth strips from your body and give me. I want to see what happened to you when you were alive." Long San said, "Ah Xuan, please help me fetch a basin of water, thank you .”

"Okay!" Xuanxuan picked up the plastic big red washbasin that had fallen into dust under the counter, and went to collect the water.

Wang Xiangqian also tore off a corner of his clothes and handed it to Long San.

Long San turned off the most awesome BGM of "Going to Heaven and Going to Earth", and unfolded that small piece of clothing.

She wants to use Wang Xiangqian's clothes to cast a simple spell.This little spell was taught by Zhao Suyi when she was bored, and its function is similar to scene reproduction.As long as the other party agrees and uses one of his things as a medium, he can see what happened in the past.

In the past, Zhao Suyi was bored in the underworld, so he often took out the little wreath that His Highness the Crown Prince gave him back then.The small garlands are made of willow leaves that only grow in early March, and they are very cute in tender yellow.Zhao Suyi used this small garland to reproduce the old scene.

He smiled at him: "You are so bare on the Kunlun Mountains that you don't even have any grass hairs. It's so ugly. I made a little thing for you, it's made of willow leaves. It will be warmer in the future, such as peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, and small crabapples. Lotus, □□ Hongfeng, all the beautiful flowers and plants, I have made them up for you. Change one in three days, not the same, just like the little fairy boy on the head."

For this scene and this sentence, Zhao Suyi watched and listened to it for many years, until the willow leaves of the wreath gradually withered and lost their effectiveness.

Back then Princess Longsan of Dongting was still a child, and she and Bai Qiulian often went to Huangquan to visit Zhao Suyi, a cheap cousin.She can often bump into Zhao Suyi and use this little spell to reminisce about the past, saying: "Hey, the surname is Zhao, my cousin will come back sooner or later. Is it interesting for you to see illusions here every day?"

"Interesting," Zhao Suyi folded a flower and pinned it between Long San's temples, "As long as I see him, I find it very interesting. I can't explain the feeling to you, a child.