Soul Eater

"When the coffin was dug out, seven people died on the construction site." Zhang Daochang recalled, "The dead workers all died of accidents. Some of them were pierced by steel bars, and some fell to their deaths."

Zhang Daochang went to the scene to have a look, and sure enough, the seven coffins were very problematic.

After the coffins were dug out, no one dared to throw them away at will, and no one dared to open them. They just parked on the construction site. Zhang Daochang put an eye-opening talisman on himself, and then his heart sank.

——Those coffins were pitch-black, and in broad daylight one could see the strong evil spirit rising above them.

Back then, the spread of information was not as fast as it is now, and the developer gave the workers some hush money to suppress the matter, so few people know about the fact that the construction team of Jintai City Square dug out the coffin.

In fact, it is not incomprehensible to dig out the coffin. After all, under the national policy, even the mass graves in the past have been developed and utilized. It is not without precedent to dig out the coffin from the ground.

But the blame lies in the fact that the seven coffins were empty.

Zhang Daochang recalled: "I'm ashamed to say that at that time, I was poor and my way of life was still low, and I performed a supersedation for the seven coffins on the spot with my brothers and sisters, which barely eliminated the evil spirit on the coffins."

After the transcendence was completed, no more incidents happened in Jintai City. Everyone thought that the matter was over like this. Who knew that this matter was far more than that simple. After more than ten years, such a trouble happened again.

Xiao Siming said, "There must be something suppressed under the coffin."

Daoist Zhang was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that this junior seemed to be quite experienced, and he hadn't been able to think so far back then.

"That's right," he sighed inwardly, came back to his senses, nodded and said, "I'm here this time, I just hope that you can go to the scene together to have a look."

After he finished speaking, he was still a little guilty. After all, he didn't know until this trip that Xiao Siming's place was completely different from what they had expected. He was not short of money and strength.

If the other party is not willing to get involved in this matter, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the old Taoists who came to ask for help.

However, when Xiao Siming heard the words, he smiled like a flower blooming in spring, and the ice broke, and he said in a tone dozens of times more cordial than before: "Of course."

Taoism has always used coffins to enter the formation to suppress evil spirits, and there is also the so-called seven stars to transform evil spirits. The seven coffins in Jintai City are probably used to suppress evil things.

After a long time, the coffin was inevitably contaminated with evil spirits, but Zhang Daochang and others, who were inexperienced at the time, regarded it as an evil object.

If this matter was really caused by the evil being suppressed under the coffin, and people were killed, even if Zhang Daochang and others didn't come to him, Xiao Siming would still have to go and see.

Those who are familiar with him know that Xiao Siming's eyes are looking at food, but the innocent priests don't know the truth, they look at each other and smile, and they all feel emotional in their hearts.

This young friend is actually not as difficult to get along with as it seems, on the contrary, he is very warm-hearted!

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When they learned that Xiao Siming and others had their own private car for traveling, the priests shed sour tears in their hearts.

Listening to the Taoist priests in the back row discussing in low voices and going back, they jointly proposed to the Taoist Association the feasibility of improving the living standards of Taoist priests, Mo Yu drove the car with a terribly gloomy expression.

Through the rearview mirror, he cast his eyes on Xiao Siming, the culprit of all this, and saw Xiao Siming and Ruan Yang sitting in the last row, with their heads and necks leaning on each other, leaning against each other shamelessly in broad daylight.

Mo Yu looked away with a headache, thinking angrily in his heart, working under Xiao Siming was really the most embarrassing thing in his life.

Ruan Yang didn't know that Brother Yu would have such dirty thoughts under his calm appearance, he was just asking Xiao Siming if Wei Xuan had gone to the underworld.

Such a topic naturally cannot be heard by the priests, so Ruan Yang asked very quietly, and Xiao Siming also kept his voice extremely low when answering.

Ruan Yang couldn't hear the discussions of the priests all around his ears. The nearly one-hour drive made him a little sleepy.

He yawned a little, opened a pair of faintly watery eyes, and let out a somewhat dazed ah.

After he finished, Xiao Siming suddenly looked over firmly.

Ruan Yang was unfamiliar with that look, but it was a bit like Mr. Xiao's look every time he saw food, but it didn't seem to be the case.

At least not quite.

His body froze almost instinctively when he was stared at by those eyes. At this time, the car drove into the tunnel, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. The voices of Taoist priests discussing how the living standards of Taoist priests should be are still in his ears, Ruan Yang blinked. Blinking his eyes to adjust to the sudden dimming of light.

Just as he was about to speak out to break the silence, a shadow suddenly fell in his field of vision.

Xiao Siming curled his fingers, first gently wiped away the wetness from the corners of his eyes, then tilted his head, his warm breath swept over his ears, and said in a low voice: "...ask him why? He went to The underworld is dating an old lover."

Ruan Yang: "!!"

He didn't dare to move at all now, there was a bang in his head, the heat rushed straight to the top of his head, and his face and ears flushed slowly.

His mind was in a mess, and two thoughts emerged dizzily, one was that Mr. Xiao was so flirtatious today, and the other was that Brother Wei actually had an old lover in the underworld.

The tunnel was not long, and it only took half a minute to pass, and the light returned to the field of vision.

The corners of Xiao Siming's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at Ruan Yang with a funny look, who was so nervous that he had lost the ability to think.

Ruan Yang's cheeks were flushed, and her earlobes were also pink. The soft and delicate touch was like a peach blossom petal.

Daoist Lou, who was sitting in the front row of them, turned his head suddenly, and said, "You fellow Daoist Ruan, that little..." He was halfway through speaking, seeing Ruan Yang's face like peach blossoms and eyes full of spring water, his voice was stiff Stuck in the throat, he asked with some doubts and concern: "What's wrong with you, Daoist Ruan? Are you feeling unwell?"

It looks like it's hot!

But the temperature outside today is almost below zero, and the air conditioner in the car is only turned on at 22 degrees. Is Daoyou Ruan afraid of heat?

Ruan Yang was ashamed by his caring eyes, stretched out his hands in embarrassment and rubbed his persistently hot ears, and didn't dare to look at Xiao Siming's expression beside him, looking straight at him with an unnatural expression. Daochang Xiang Lou: "It's nothing, I don't feel uncomfortable, what's the matter?"

"Oh, oh, this——" Taoist Lou still felt that something was a little strange, but he didn't think about it too much. Taking advantage of the other Taoist priests not paying attention, he lowered his voice and asked inexplicably shyly: "Poverty Taoist I would like to ask, what are the necessary conditions to start a micro-business?"

Ruan Yang: "...Huh?"

Xiao Siming: "..."

The person who was still shy just now changed into a serious expression and began to discuss with Lou Daochang in a low voice. Xiao Siming looked at Ruan Yang several times with obscure eyes.

Ruan Yang is obviously very involved, and enthusiastically imparted his experience in micro-business to Lou Daochang in the tone of a senior who has been there: "...the most important thing is the source of customers. If the quality of the spell is good, the customer will help you for free. advertise."

"But if the quality is too good, you may lose a lot of repeat customers." Thinking of his own situation, Ruan Yang couldn't help but add with some sadness and depression.

He only understood this truth after Wei Xuan's explanation, and Lou Daochang, as an old fritter who has been struggling in society for decades, obviously understands it.

Daoist Lou said with a smile: "Isn't it just to control the display of spiritual power, I understand it now."

The ambiguous and charming atmosphere in the back row was gone now. Xiao Siming was so angry that he stretched out his hand and pressed the window of the car to let the wind from outside blow in to wake him up, so as not to commit murder when he was furious.

He coldly glanced at the two people who were chatting happily, until Lou Daochang felt that the atmosphere here was a little weird, and turned his head to find that Xiao Daoyou looked at him even more strangely.

...as if there is some deep hatred with him.

Daoist Lou shivered, and cheerfully enlightened himself, how could such a warm-hearted person like Xiao Daoyou be hostile to him?Daoyou Xiao is just a bit cold-hearted, that's all, he must be thinking too much.

Having said that, his body turned back very honestly, staring straight ahead without squinting.

Xiao Siming withdrew his knife-like gaze, and looked at Ruan Yang again.

Ruan Yang leaned aside and looked at him innocently. His hairy head seemed to be only as big as a fingernail, and he really temporarily forgot Xiao Siming's active approach not long ago.

Xiao Siming felt depressed for a while, and his eyes gradually became dark.

He leaned towards Ruan Yang, raised his arms, and uncontrollably thought about the feasibility of capturing people and devouring them.

Devouring is his instinct, and this desire to devour will only become stronger and stronger, and once it leaks out, it will be difficult to contain it.

A voice in Xiao Siming's heart said: Eat him.

If he eats it, he will never have to worry about the underworld robbing him.

Ruan Yang has not noticed Mr. Xiao's churning appetite yet, he has a kind of complete trust in Xiao Siming, Xiao Siming said he would not eat him, so he foolishly crossed himself off the other party's menu.

So Xiao Siming leaned towards him, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but shrank his shoulders instinctively, then covered his nose and sneezed, and muttered, "It's so cold."

Xiao Siming's movements froze, his raised arm suddenly lost strength, and his sanity returned instantly.

With a stretch of his long arm, he closed the window where the cold wind was blowing in. He patted Ruan Yang's head with his other hand, and said in a neutral tone, "Stupid."

Ruan Yang:? ?

Mr. Xiao said he was stupid! !

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Until arriving at the destination, Ruan Yang was still nestled in the corner of the seat, sullenly thinking about Xiao Siming's dislike of his stupidity.

The priests all got out of the car, Xiao Siming was halfway down, and when he glanced over the back seat, he found that Ruan Yang was still nestled there.

He put one hand on the armrest of the leather seat and said amusedly, "Aren't you going to get out of the car?"

Ruan Yang watched silently.

After staring at each other for a moment, Xiao Siming realized belatedly that this little idiot was throwing a fit at him.

He pretended to be serious and said: "If you don't get out of the car, your wages will be deducted."

Ruan Yang: "..."

He was really aggrieved this time, he pursed his lips and looked at Xiao Siming for a few seconds, and finally got up and got out of the car a little awkwardly and aggrieved.

When he got up, he was still wondering whether Mr. Xiao was angry with him, and what to do if he was angry. Sure enough, the previous ambiguity was all his own illusion, and Mr. Xiao didn't like him at all!

However, just as he was about to leave, Xiao Siming bent down, passed his arms through the aisle between the two seats, wrapped his arms around his waist, and led him out of the car involuntarily.

Ruan Yang: "?"

Ruan Yang: "!!"

He moved a little: "Mr. Xiao!"

The priests in front were talking with the person in charge of the shopping mall, but when they heard the movement, they all turned their heads, and Xiao Siming let go of his hands.

"I'll be angry if you say you're stupid," Xiao Siming said with a smile on his lips. "If it's someone else, why don't you deduct all this month's salary first?"

He paused, and when the priests turned around, he persuaded in a low and friendly voice: "Okay, don't be angry."

Ruan Yang was dizzy again.

He seemed to be stepping on cotton. After walking a few steps, he stopped firmly and took out his mobile phone as if he had made up his mind.

[Brother Wei!I made a decision!I want to confess my love to Mr. Xiao! 】

Send a message to express your determination, and at the same time let Brother Wei know his mind.

After sending, he put away his phone, and felt that he was much firmer.

Wei Xuan who was struggling with Heiwuchang at the entrance of the underworld: "????"