Bai Wuchang doesn't love anyone

Why no complaints?

How could it not be!He was only seventeen, his grand plans had not yet been realized, and his prime years were killed by the knife.

But he didn't know who to blame.The Luo family was wiped out because of a misjudgment by the father, which caused the suspect's nine clans to be wiped out, and one member of the suspect's family escaped by chance.

His own hands were first covered with the other party's blood, and it was reasonable for the other party to take revenge.Who is he to blame?

After becoming Heiwuchang, I also learned that human life has a fixed number, and my lifespan is originally 17 years, otherwise how can I enter the underworld?

"I don't know what to hate." Luo Yuhuan said softly.

Wu Ziyu did not miss the disappointment and confusion that flashed across Luo Yuhuan's face.

"Do you have ambitions in the world?" Wu Ziyu asked.

Luo Yuhuan turned his eyes to the courtyard and laughed at himself: "I want to be an official in the imperial court, but because my father is too powerful, he made us brothers avoid him and become mediocre. So I am a spoiled young master , Playing birds and walking dogs are all long."

"What you hate is that your father can't let you realize your ambition, and what you hate is that you didn't fight for it and wasted your good years." Wu Ziyu expressed Luo Yuhuan's inexplicable hatred in a few words, "This is just your regret. "

Luo Yuhuan thought for a while and understood the key point, and said with a smile, "That's right, it's a pity! Brother Ziyu is really a confidant!"

"I'm not your confidant."

Luo Yuhuan was blocked for a moment, and then saw Wu Ziyu getting up: "Where are you going?"

"Go to Yidian to sell holidays." Wu Ziyu said, "If you look like a ghost, you should go back to sleep quickly."

After finishing speaking, Luo Yuhuan, who was still sitting there, walked away with Qin in his arms.The host has left, and I, the guest, am too embarrassed to sit down.Luo Yuhuan got up quickly, only to find that there was a space separated by a thick curtain opposite Wu Ziyu's bed.But maybe Wu Ziyu left in a hurry and didn't have time to pull it up, and he could vaguely see a corner—it was Qin!

Wu Ziyu glanced around like a thief, and walked in quietly. There were more than a dozen guqins on the wall and on the shelves that came into view!And the style is roughly the same, and on the table in the middle, there is the Guqin that Wu Ziyu was holding just now.

It turned out that he had been looking for this violin all along, and after looking for so many violins, only the one on the table was the one he wanted to find.

Luo Yu happily walked out of the Youbai courtyard like a wandering soul, as if a huge stone was pressed on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Isn't it just a girl who has disappeared for so long? I have nothing to be afraid of.Luo Yuhuan slapped herself on the chest, trying to dissipate the pent-up air.

But she made Wu Ziyu wait for nearly 500 years!

I don't believe that such a cold-hearted person as Wu Ziyu would like a girl.

But because of this, he only cares about one person, doesn't he? !

"Fuck." Luo Yuhuan's face turned blue and white.

But Wu Ziyu, who said he was going to sell holidays at Yidian, wandered by the Wangchuan River.There are many ghosts living in the underworld, and there are many Qionglou Yuyu along the way, and there are many shops and stalls.If it is said that the most lively place in the underworld, except for the ghost gate at the entrance of the underworld, it is the Wangchuan River Naihe Bridge.Every day, I can see many ghosts struggling not to drink Mengpo soup, but they have to drink it.

The banks of the Wangchuan River are covered with flowers of the other shore, and they are all blood-colored.Wu Ziyu found a secluded place to sit down on the bank's slope, watching the ever-flowing river in Wangchuan.The underworld is in the ghost world, but it is the only place with blue light on the sky.In his spare time, Wu Ziyu always likes to sit here.

The lady proprietress of the restaurant in Gencheng congratulated and said that Fanyin may have been to the western underworld, and if he wanted to find him, he must go there.However, the western underworld and the underworld basically do not have much contact with each other because of the different responsibilities and concepts of the regions they are responsible for.Of course, Emperor Fengdu, who is in charge of the underworld, may have some communication with Hades, the king of the underworld.

So, how did Fanyin get to the Western Underworld?Or had he never been there, just stuck at the border? Where did he go 200 years ago and there is no news again?

Ugh……

Wu Ziyu let out a long sigh.

half a month later.

"Ye Jun, how is the situation now?"

"Back to Ba Ye, all the ghost messengers in the entire Xizhou are already in place, and they are fully committed to extraditing the dead." The comer has a handsome face and is dressed in white. It is Ye Jun, one of the two first-class ghost messengers, who belongs to Wu Ziyu's sect.

"Where's Sheng Heng?" Wu Ziyu turned his gaze to the male ghost in black standing with Ye Jun.

"The transmission formations in various places have been connected with the ghost gates of the underworld."

Wu Ziyu nodded, and looked ahead over the two ghosts.The plague broke out in Xizhou, and nine out of ten rooms died. Wherever they went, there were bones on the plain.There are too many dead souls, Wu Ziyu and Luo Yuhuan personally guard the registration and extradition work of dispatching various ghost messengers in Xizhou.

As for why the transmission formation was established, because there were so many dead, the instrument board could not pass so many ghosts at one time. To speed up the efficiency, a formation was set up to directly transmit the ghosts to the ghost gate at the entrance of the underworld, and it also saved the ghost from getting lost halfway.

Seeing Luo Yuhuan standing with his hands behind his back in front of the corridor, he stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"You stand here so idle, why don't you go and help them?"

Luo Yuhuan remained silent, but her eyes were full of distress and sadness.Wu Ziyu and Luo Yuhuan have been together for such a long time, plus nearly 500 years of practice in looking at people, one can know what he is thinking without guessing.

He was mourning the mass death.

In front of a house not far from the corridor, an old woman was crying with her dead son in her arms, with a mournful expression on her face.Beside her, the soul of her son knelt beside her and cried loudly.Officers and soldiers wanted to seize the corpse and burn it, but the old woman resisted, but in the end, because she was outnumbered, her son's body was forcibly taken away, and she was overturned to the ground, her bent body no longer strong.

I also saw a woman with a sallow and emaciated face, carrying a hungry child to the grass, and reluctantly discarding the child.When I turned around, my face was full of tears: "I don't know where I will die, how can I save the lives of our mother and child."

"I don't know where the body and death are, how can the two phases end?" Luo Yuhuan sighed in a low voice, watching the woman drift away.In the past, I only saw the description of the plague in the verses of the book, which is really unimaginable. Now I see the place where the plague is raging with my own eyes, and I only feel that there are nothing more than cruel things in the world.

Disease, hunger, wealth, people scattered.

Wu Ziyu flicked his sleeves and said, "Don't look, hurry up and do something."

Luo Yuhuan already knew what kind of person Wu Ziyu was, cold-hearted, and didn't care about anything.But at this time, Luo Yuhuan couldn't help feeling a little sad and angry: "Brother Ziyu, don't you feel anything?"

"How can I feel?" Wu Ziyu rolled his eyes at him.

"These disasters have caused families to be broken, and Yin and Yang have been separated. Isn't it worthy of pity?"

Wu Ziyu just thought it was funny: "It's time to be compassionate, I have so much more work to do." Life and death have a definite number, if compassion is useful, then all the dead people can go back to the world, what's the use of these ghosts .

Unreasonable!

Luo Yuhuan flicked his sleeves and strode forward, while Wu Ziyu walked behind with a smile.Not a moment later, Luo Yuhuan returned to Wu Ziyu's side, but her expression was still not good-looking.

"Let's go quickly, let's go to extradition." Luo Yuhuan walked more than half the way before realizing that he alone would not be able to do the extradition, so he had to go back to Wu Ziyu's side.

It is obvious that my colleagues are unhappy, but I have to work with them.This feeling is really depressing.

The consumption of the soul-calling spell is extremely low, but it can't stand thousands of people standing in front of you. What's more, not all of these dead souls are willing to go to the underworld, so the ghost messengers have to do the simple extradition work. Ideological work, if ideological work fails, violent work must be done.

No, Luo Yuhuan jumped up and down chasing a little male ghost.

It stands to reason that it is difficult for the soul to move when it sees the impermanence of black and white, because the yin and yang carried by the two form a field that will hold the soul, but at this time Wu Ziyu and Luo Yuhuan are not in very close positions. close.

It is probably the distance between you on this side of the mountain and me on the other side of the mountain.

The two ghosts were walking well on the road, but they saw a little lost soul under a tree.

Seeing this, Luo Yuhuan wanted to go forward to summon his soul, but unexpectedly the boy broke free from his restraint and ran away.Before Wu Ziyu could catch Luo Yuhuan, Luo Yuhuan chased after her.

"Don't run around! Be careful not to be eaten by evil spirits!" The little boy was like a loach, and Luo Yuhuan couldn't catch it for a long time.

The little boy looked at him in horror, and ran even more happily: "Mother, there are evil spirits chasing me!"

Luo Yu was very angry, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar figure, one white and one black, and shouted: "Ye Jun Shengheng! Come and help me catch a soul!"

The two first-class ghosts arrived very quickly, and the three ghosts formed a siege, surrounded the little boy, and successfully caught him.

"Look at you still running!" Luo Yuhuan said triumphantly by putting his hands through the little boy's arms and lifting him up.

The little boy was stunned for a second, and then exploded: "Mom! There are bad guys!!" While waving his hands, he accidentally slapped Luo Yuhuan across the face.

Luo Yuhuan: ...

Ye Jun and Sheng who were beside him laughed very shamelessly.When the three ghosts returned to the tree that the little boy was holding just now, Wu Ziyu was pulling out the soul chain and using the knives on its double heads to cut down the tree.

"Brother Ziyu, what are you doing?"

Wu Ziyu gestured on the tree with a knife, and said: "This is an earth-bound spirit, and he can't escape this small hill. If you want to take it away, you have to cut down the tree that bound him first."

"You mean, the boy's body was buried under the tree, so the tree bound the boy?" Ye Jun asked respectfully.

"Well, that's right." Wu Ziyu nodded and looked at Luo Yuhuan, "So what were you doing in such a hurry just now, that little boy will always come. I didn't even have time to catch you." complained.

Luo Yuhuan was speechless.It was clear that Wu Ziyu was trying to punish him, to avenge his anger at him just now.With Wu Ziyu's reaction speed, there was no way he was too late, only he didn't want to.Letting myself, a ghost whose whole body is recovering, run all over the mountain is not revenge or anything.

"It's okay, more exercise is good for the body." Luo Yu smiled happily, the little boy in his arms moved, and his body fell straight to Wu Ziyu's side, and he still shouted:

"Mother!"

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①Wang Can, "Poems of Seven Sorrows"