Serving Master Tianshi

"The fate between me and Shenzhi is something that you, a little baby, can say?" Mr. Song shook his fan, and said reproachful words in his mouth, but his tone was very bright, and he didn't even hide the smile on his lips.The fan in his hand shook faster and faster, and after a while he suddenly said: "Forget it, I can let you go, but you need to find something for me."

As Jun Song said, he put away the fan, and lightly smashed the fan bone on Yan Xingyan's shoulder, and saw a wisp of white air slipping into Yan Xingyan's body, "For your convenience, I will lend you a soul, but after five hours You have to pay me back."

When he was young, he was poached by a girl from the Chen family. The entire Yan family had no choice but to seek help from the ghost master in the underworld.

But when he came to Mr. Song, he conjured up a wisp of soul at random, and said in a tone as easy as lending you five yuan, and came at the beck and call.

This ray of soul is not docile when it enters Yan'an's body, and bumps around, but Yan's complexion, which has replenished the soul, still improves visibly with the naked eye, and his body temperature gradually rises.

Li Nan didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Mr. Song's gourd, but people were knives and I was fish. No matter how unreasonable this guy was, he could only bite the bullet and ask, "What do you want us to find?"

"A comb."

Li Nan waited for a long time but did not see Mr. Song continue to explain. He hurriedly asked: "What comb? The one that combs the hair? Just an ordinary comb? Is it in the ghost market?"

"A comb." Mr. Song repeated the same words. He patted the non-existent ashes on his collar, "And I only want that comb. Go, if you find it, call me." , he has disappeared without a trace.

Li Nan: "..."

If it weren't for the feast of words and deeds and Fengli's life were in Mr. Song's hands, Li Nan really wanted to take off his shoes and press him on his face to see if he dared to play tricks.

In less than half a minute, the speech and deed banquet had the strength to sit up by itself. Li Nan asked him to lean against the wall for a rest, while he walked up to Hei Wuchang and asked Mr. Song for information, "Master Hei Wuchang, this Mr. Song Who is it?"

"Xiaobai told me not to tell you."

"..."

It's not that I can't tell you, or that it's inconvenient for you to know, but that I don't want to tell you; and Hei Wuchang has already revealed so much before, and at this time, Bai Wuchang suddenly asked him not to tell... Li Nan choked on his words , Wanting to take off the other shoe and press Bai Wuchang's face, he sighed, "In this case, thank you Lord Hei Wuchang for saving your life. You are busy with work, so please leave first."

"I can't go." Hei Wuchang stood expressionlessly, "The entrance and exit of the ghost market are closed between the opening and closing of the market, and no one can enter or exit. I can come in this time, and I am not walking the usual way. A scythe, but there's no other scythe out there to call me out."

"Oh." Li Nan turned back in a flat tone, closed his mouth and said nothing.The two were relatively speechless, staring at each other, and in the end it was Hei Wuchang who closed his eyes first, and said, "Xiaobai said you are so boring."

"Hehe, doesn't he just want to see me running around in a hurry, and then beg him to tell me?"

"Then why don't you satisfy him?"

"..." Li Nan was shocked by Heiwuchang's gangster logic, but the other party was still looking at him solemnly, waiting for him to show weakness.

As for Hei Wuchang: Everything Bai Wuchang said is right, you all cooperate with him obediently!Li Nan said: "I beg Mr. Bai Wuchang, I really want to know QAQ!!"

The banquet of words and deeds originally picked up the kind-hearted stall owner next door—a ghost who could only bark, and was drinking the clear water from his mouth, but Li Nan choked on the ground coughing wildly because of Li Nan's sudden choking.Li Nan hesitated between helping him with his breath and kicking him to help him die, and finally chose to squat down and pat Yanyan's back because of his conscience.

Hei Wuchang clasped his arms around his chest and closed his eyes. He kept doing this for 5 minutes without saying a word until Li Nan urged him strangely: "Master Hei Wuchang?"

"Hmm..." Hei Wuchang raised his hands and rubbed his ears, "Xiaobai is laughing till now, just wait a moment."

Li Nan: "..."

Five minutes later, Li Nan: "My lord..."

"Still laughing."

"..."

Ten minutes later, Li Nan and Yan Xingyan were each holding a bowl of free dessert, which was blood red in color and topped with light blue strips. It was hard to tell what the raw material was, but the taste was delicate and delicious.They sat firmly on the stone bench, eating with all their heart and soul, and didn't even bother to urge Hei Wuchang to solve their doubts.

A creature with a humanoid rabbit face was so frightened that it cried bitterly, while insisting on holding the bowl in its hand in front of Hei Wuchang. The bowl contained a dark purple drink, exuding a strange aroma.

Hei Wuchang thanked him, took Zishui, and then looked at Li Nan and Yan Yan, it seemed that Bai Wuchang had finally finished laughing.Sure enough, Li Nan heard Hei Wuchang's emotionless voice in the next second: "In addition to human beings, animals and plants also have souls after death."

"Ah?" Li Nan made a suspicious voice subconsciously, and explained in a low voice: "It's like this, but because of the intelligence of animals and plants, most of the souls of animals and plants are dull and dull, especially those of plants. When the soul-detaining ghost hooks it, it immediately goes to reincarnation. So it is very difficult for us to see it on weekdays."

Hei Wuchang nodded to Yan Yan, agreeing with him, "But there are exceptions to everything, and Mr. Song is one of them. He was a pine tree before his death, and he grew up in the land of the most spiritual. After being struck to death by lightning, the ghost turned I don't want to leave with the ghost.

It waited by its own corpse for hundreds of thousands of years. After waiting for an unknown number of years, it suddenly became enlightened and became... a ghost fairy. "

"Ghosts?" "Ghosts?!" Li Nan and Yan Xingyan spoke in unison, the former looked bewildered, while the latter was shocked. "It turns out that he is a ghost... no wonder my ghost eyes hurt so much, can it not hurt when I meet a ghost..."

Words and deeds banquet knew that Li Nan definitely didn't understand, so he made a simple analogy, "the fairy among the people, the ghost among the ghosts." When did Li Nan understand the status of Lord Song, he looked at Hei Wuchang, and asked: "Then how did Mr. Song and Ghost Master know each other? And how did they get into the relationship they have now?"

"Yan Guishi met him when he was young, and they regarded each other as confidants. The relationship between the two has always been very good." The old life, but was rejected by the ghost master. From then on, the two broke up and never saw each other again. The ghost master never thought that he would be recruited by the underworld after his death, and he would not be reincarnated. But did the two contact each other later, and did anything happen again? , we have no way of knowing.”

"..." Yan Yan put down the spoon, "Is it because your storytelling ability is too poor, or their stories are not interesting at all...Why are there so many ghosts, immortals, past and present lives, century-old appointments, and sex between men and women?" Can the stories of popular keywords be so short and boring?"

Hei Wuchang's stern face was not affected at all, he concluded as if he had completed the task: "That's how it is."

"Nothing else? For example... Do Mr. Song and Ghost Master Yan have any tokens? Like a comb..."

"do not know."

"...Okay," Li Nan said, looking back at his words and deeds: "It doesn't help our current situation at all."

"What kind of comb is he looking for?" Yan Yan asked, "I haven't recovered just now, so I didn't hear very clearly."

"What he's looking for: a comb, and no other information. The time limit is five hours, or ten hours."

"The moon will set in ten hours." Heiwuchang added: "That's when the ghost market is closed."

"A comb???" Yan Yan almost scolded, "How do we find this?"

Li Nan had already scolded in his stomach before, so now he seems very indifferent, "I feel that he didn't want us to help him find a comb at all, he didn't talk about the characteristics of the comb at all, he just asked us to find a comb, but it was more like It's a kind of making things difficult... because no matter what kind of comb we find, if he just says that this is not the comb I want, don't we have to obediently look for it again?"

"He must be sick. What good is it for him to make things difficult for us?" After the words and deeds banquet, remembering his identity as a descendant of the ghost master, he gritted his molars and said angrily: "Damn it! Didn't you slap him just now?" Fart, why are you still holding grudges like this... Did you pat the horse's leg?"

Li Nan raised his eyebrows, "I suggest you hurry up and think about how to satisfy Mr. Song. Anyway, it's not me who is lacking, as long as you can flatter me right."

"Hmph, what's there to think about, we bought all the combs in the ghost market and let him pick them out slowly."

"What are you buying?"

"..." The words and deeds that were used to the life of the rich son were taken aback for a moment, and he turned around and asked Hei Wuchang, "What kind of currency is used in the ghost market? What is the exchange rate with Mingbi?"

"1-9."

"Master Heiwuchang, I will borrow 300 million from you, and I will burn it back to you. The interest will be..."

"I don't have any." Before the banquet of words and deeds finished, Hei Wuchang, a poor civil servant in the underworld, resolutely refused, "I can't even get three hundred."

"Where does your salary go? You have worked for the underworld for at least a thousand years, and you don't need to eat or live. You can break your third leg just by using it to prostitute ghosts."

"..." Heiwuchang's cold and hard face was slightly cracked, he resisted the urge to break all the legs of the speech and deed feast, and whispered: "It's all at Xiaobai's place."

"Are you still an elder brother? Your younger brother will keep all the money? Your younger brother is strict!"

Heiwuchang's scythe suddenly became bigger, and the leather jacket was blown up by the evil spirit around him, "...Xiaobai is the older brother, and I am the younger brother."

Banquet of words and deeds: "Sorry for forgetting, then—" Li Nan quickly covered his mouth, "Ancestor, stop talking, why are you so excited when you have a complete soul, save yourself some effort to find a comb."

With Li Nan's unremitting efforts, the topic finally came back to the comb.However, at this moment, Heiwuchang suddenly said: "If you need me, just ask, I will try my best to help you."

"Ok?"

Hei Wuchang put down his clean bowls and ladles, "Xiaobai laughed too many times today, I haven't seen him so happy for a long time."

"..." Here comes the promise from NPc'Ultimate Brother Controls Black Impermanence'.Li Nan hurriedly thought about how to use Heiwuchang's identity to achieve his goal, but Xingyan's thinking went astray and said: "If you laugh again, you will have to pay for the ticket for the cross talk show."

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