I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

This group of small animals appeared abruptly, but the driver was only stunned for a moment, and soon he couldn't control his emotions and drifted a little closer.

Teddy lowered his body and let out a threatening "woo hoo".

The driver turned a blind eye. He stared at Si Nantian with a resentful and sad expression. He asked, "Why did you get out of the car?"

Si Nantian opened his mouth: "No, you're so weird yourself, anyone would run away if there's a chance?"

"I said I'd send you there."

The driver gritted his teeth and stared at Si Nantian resentfully. Si Nantian even suspected that what he heard might not be the same sentence as what he said. He obviously just made a reasonable complaint about his strange service attitude, but he acted like he was a The resentful expression of a scumbag who abandoned his wife and son.

"Brother, please calm down first, and speak up if you have something to say." Si Nantian tried to persuade him. He felt that the driver's state was a bit weird at the moment, so he calmly blocked the middle-aged man lying on the ground hugging his legs and crying. Behind him, "Calm down, brother, are you a little too excited? Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!"

The expression on the driver's face was a little distorted, as if he could no longer see Si Nantian in his eyes, it was more like seeing someone else through him.

He asked unwillingly: "You think there are no ghosts in this world, and they cease to exist after death, and they cannot drive a car or earn money, right?"

"I can drive, and I can still take jobs! Whoever said it's useless after death!"

"You think I'm useless when I'm dead, you can treat me as if I don't exist, and no one will remember me... But you don't think about who I died for! If I wasn't for you, so what Will come out of the sports car in the middle of the night! How could he die on the road!"

"I am for this family, I am for you to live a good life! They all forget, they all forget, when people die, they are all forgotten..."

He slammed close to Si Nantian, staring at him with his dark eyes for a moment: "Why did you get out of the car?"

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Sinan's forehead.

The middle-aged man behind him was so frightened that he didn't even dare to howl. He fell to the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and even held his breath to pretend that he didn't exist.

"Wang Wang!"

Chuan Chuan Teddy suddenly stood up happily, and Si Nantian saw it wagging its tail and running towards a place, and a voice came from a distance: "Is it here?"

"Wang Wang!"

"Meow!"

"It should be here." Another person replied.

Si Nantian was stunned, is there really someone who can understand small animals?And the man's voice was a little familiar.

The driver could no longer hear the sound of the outside world. He hugged his head, weeping and wailing in pain: "Why, why did you forget me so quickly..."

"Is it really impossible to do anything after a person dies? Is it really useless? Why is it me who died, why is it me!"

Si Nantian felt that his mental state was probably not normal, so he took a step back vigilantly, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Hello—is anyone here! Here!"

Sure enough, the sound of gradually accelerating footsteps was heard over there. Si Nantian glanced there, heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and said, "Master, there are no difficulties in life. I think your emotional state is not very stable now, and it is probably because you are on the edge of a dead end. You should think about it again...fuck you!"

The driver was covered in a solid black mist, and he turned his head with a cracking sound, his trousers, which were originally empty, fluttered, his palms became black and thick, and his expression was unwilling and resentful: "You won't understand, how would you know?" How sad I am."

"How do you living people know...you know it when you're dead!"

"Oh my god!" The middle-aged man who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead secretly opened his eyelids, and immediately let out a wail, ignoring the pain in his leg, and ran away with a limp.

The driver seemed to be attracted by this moving guy, he temporarily left Si Nantian who was standing still, and followed him like a shadow.The speed of the middle-aged man can't be compared with him at all, so he can only watch him approaching, showing a grinning smile: "Where are you going, I'll see you off—"

"Just pay one life."

"Ah!" The middle-aged man was so frightened that he fell to the ground, ignoring the mud all around him, he scrambled and tried to stay away from him, "Don't come here, don't come here!"

The paper car that had just driven away was speeding backwards, and the door opened with a slam. The driver was holding the middle-aged man's collar and was about to stuff it into the car. Swallow up this middle-aged man who was so frightened that his tears flowed down his face.

"Ah—help! Help!"

Si Nantian was stunned by this turn of events. He hadn't figured out what could explain the unmanned car and the sudden swirl of black smoke, but when he saw the middle-aged man's pleading eyes, his brain buzzed and he stepped forward. , the body moved before the brain, and kicked the driver's wrist, but the driver's wrist was blown away by the wind like a puff of smoke, and Si Nantian almost did a split on the spot.

"Oh, I'll go!" Si Nantian stood up with difficulty while supporting his legs, and secretly decided in his heart that next time he must punch.

However, the driver's hand was kicked away by him, and the middle-aged man escaped a catastrophe because of this, and he squatted behind Si Nantian tremblingly, crying so hard that he refreshed himself.

"You want to replace him?" The driver stared at him sullenly, "It's not impossible."

His wrist became solid again, and it stretched directly towards Si Nantian's neck.

Si Nantian made up his mind this time and used his fists first. However, when the incident came to an end, he realized that the speed of this ghost was astonishingly fast, and he had no time at all...

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, his cousin will know tomorrow that he died miserably halfway, so don’t be frightened to have a heart attack, it seems that bravery is not a bad way to die, but if the uncle he saved doesn’t look like this even better...

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the fierce sword wind whizzed past, and the whole spooky wasteland lit up, Si Nantian regained his senses, and quickly took two steps back, opening the distance.

The middle-aged man held on to the hem of his clothes tightly, following every step, like his tail, crying so hard that Lihua Daiyu never let go.

The driver's wrist was cut off, he screamed, and fled subconsciously. Hang Fang in the void snorted coldly: "It's you!"

Seven sword lights chased the driver, forming an formation and trapping it in the middle.

Si Nantian watched the special effect-like scenes in front of him, and slowly opened his mouth wide.

Chui Fang curled his lips: "Just this thing, it's not enough for me to exercise my muscles and bones. If you want me to say, why keep him, it's more convenient to cut him off!"

Si Nantian stiffened his neck, looked in the direction he was speaking, and saw his cousin standing there in a strange way, holding a long sword with a bright blade and a cold light in his hand.

He froze, looked at his appearance, and suddenly saw a bit of immortality, as if as long as there was a gust of wind, he would rise and go away with the wind.

Si Nanxing glanced at him: "Are you out of shock? Are you all right, Xiaotian."

"Not too good, my materialistic world view has completely collapsed." Si Nantian replied with some mechanical subconsciousness, "Brother, aren't you weak and can't take care of yourself? How can you still pick up a sword and slash ghosts?"

"You're right, I'm really weak and can't take care of myself." Si Nanxing coughed twice cooperatively, and supported his body with the Chuifang Sword like a crutch, "I'm afraid I won't be able to be a peerless swordsman anymore, It's tiring to swing the sword."

Chu Fang jumped up immediately: "Don't use me as a crutch!"

"Tsk, there are so many problems." Si Nanxing said with disgust, and handed the sword to Si Nantian, "Help me lift it, it's quite heavy."

The tall and burly Si Nantian took it expressionlessly: "It's heavier than the swords in martial arts classes at school."

"That's not true." Si Nanxing responded, walking up to Mr. Zhuyou, "Can Mr. Zhuyou turn into a branch and let me support it?"

Zhu Youjun glanced at him, and directly reached out to support him.

"Oh, how embarrassing." Si Nanxing said so, leaning on his hand very honestly.

Chu Fang didn't look very happy: "I don't like people touching me."

"It's touching, it's mentioning." Si Nanxing coaxed him, "This is the brother I love the most since I was a child, let him mention it for a while to strengthen his courage."

Chui Fang reluctantly agrees.

The middle-aged man behind Si Nantian tremblingly stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the sword, but was immediately stopped by Fang Fang: "You are not allowed to touch it."

The middle-aged man's chubby hands froze, and he retracted them tremblingly, just pulling the hem of Si Nantian's clothes tighter.

Si Nantian pulled his clothes in embarrassment: "Uncle, it's okay, that thing is already squatting there, don't drag me, I'm going home with my brother."

He was still a little overwhelmed by the hurdle, and he couldn't say the word "ghost".

Only then did the middle-aged man poke his head out tremblingly, thanking them with a vibrato while trembling.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Si Nanxing smiled and waved his hands, "Have you considered the development of the music industry in the past?"

The middle-aged man couldn't laugh at all, he touched his briefcase, pulled out an amulet-like thing, and handed it to Si Nantian: "Little brother, today is really thanks to you, I don't have anything good, this gift Come on, I spent hundreds of dollars to buy it!"

"No way..." Si Nantian didn't believe in this thing at all, and besides, he didn't like the current scene very much. A middle-aged uncle affectionately took his hand and wanted to give him a token of love, which was really frustrating.

"Take it, take it!" The middle-aged man's hospitality was hard to resist, "I would like to trouble you to take me for a walk, I, I really dare not..."

Zhu Youjun glanced back, insisted on going out with Li Miao who came to join in the fun, and walked up to the middle-aged man with his head held high: "Let me just say that my coming is useful!"

He flicked his hair and winked at the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man's expression slowly became dull.

Li Miao said: "Today you met a black car driver and had a dispute. Fortunately, this little brother helped you, so you gave him the amulet. You accidentally fell in the mud and died. Go back angrily, understand?"

The middle-aged man nodded stiffly.

Li Miao nodded in satisfaction: "Go."

The middle-aged man immediately turned around and walked out along the path.

"Brother." Si Nantian said dryly, "I still have a lot of questions to ask."

Si Nanxing waved his hand: "We'll talk about it when we go back, it's not over yet."

He leaned over to read the book of life and death in Mr. Zhuyou's hand, Mr. Zhuyou pinched his chin and turned his head back: "If you are good at spying on the secrets of heaven, you will be punished."

Si Nanxing muttered unconvinced: "Why is it so easy to get retribution, but it's not so easy for these people who did bad things to get retribution."

"He's not quite right." Lord Zhuyou raised his eyes, "The soul avoids evil spirits, and stays in the world for too long, only then will it generate resentment and turn into a ghost. He just died five days ago, and he didn't even pass the first seven. It's too fast. .”

Si Nanxing shook the little bell on his key chain: "And the bell rang just now, so it couldn't be that guy who can create illusions playing tricks again?"

Zhu Youjun looked at the driver who was huddled together: "Just ask."

The author has something to say: Note: "The ghosts and ghosts are just for you" comes from Wen Tianxiang's "Six Beats". A single trick has the same effect as the name of the move!

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