I don't have sex with my sister

Under Nan Shuang's leadership, Shang Can entered the house of Ghost King's House—the decoration style is more similar to that of Tianwaitian.

Of course.Shang Can thought.After all, the owner of this place used to be a cultivator from Tianwaitian.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but look at Nan Shuang again, who was preparing tea and snacks with his back to her.Shang Can looked at Yuan Ge who was sitting beside her happily humming a ditty, and was warned by her threatening eyes of "absolutely nothing can be said".

...Yes, yes, she would never tell Nan Shuang that Yuange secretly collected Nan Shuang's belongings.

No wonder Yuange was able to say with certainty that Mr. Shuang Jiang was dead before. This man had already become the King of Ghosts. Of course, he couldn't be more dead.

"Drink some tea, your complexion is not very good."

While Shang Can was thinking wildly, Nanshuang had already prepared tea and poured a cup for her: "This is the tea I like recently, and the taste is not bad."

"Ah." As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something, and raised her inexplicably foggy eyes to look at Shang Can, "Don't worry, this is not Wang Chuan Shui."

"..."

This joke was really not very funny, but Yuange beside her laughed happily.Shang Can reluctantly moved the corners of his lips in cooperation, and took a sip from the teacup at her kindness, and the slightly hot tea entered his throat, bringing some comfort to his chilly body.

"Mr. Shuangjiang——" Shang Can wanted to ask Yunyun and the others straightforwardly, but felt that it was too impolite, and the words almost turned a corner, "How long have you been here?"

"I don't remember much."

This cultivator known for his casualness tilted his head, and replied without thinking: "It must have been a few years? But I don't really remember how I died. I feel that such a thing It doesn't make any difference whether you remember it or not."

...Although that is the case, most people don't forget how they died, right?

"I know, I know!" Yuange raised her hand high, "I have known Ah Shuang for more than seven years!"

"Really?" Nan Shuang nodded, "It seems that your memory is better than mine."

"Anyone has a better memory than Ah Shuang."

Yuange munched on snacks and said vaguely: "At that time, I just heard that the ghost world was going to change its head, and I was still a monk from the sky, but I was frightened. Is there a day when there are so many rules and regulations that you can’t do anything like Tianwaitian, what a shame! Then I ran to have a look.”

Nodding in agreement with the pile of clear rules and precepts in Tianwaitian, Shang Can said, "And then?"

"Then I found that Ah Shuang was not like those bull-nosed Taoist priests at all. We got along with her."

"..."

He was a little worried that Mr. Shuangjiang would be offended by such a title, Shang Can turned his head to look, but saw that Nanshuang's face was unmoved, and he even hummed in agreement.

"I'm better at teaching people than they are. If someone else was the king of ghosts, Yuange would never use such a difficult word as 'Cheng He Ding Tong'."

...It sounded a little proud in the words, it seems that this ghost and one monster really have a lot to do with each other.

After gaining a simple understanding of this senior who hadn't had much communication with her during her lifetime, Shang Can thought that the rumors would not deceive her, and finally decided to get to the point.

The topic at the beginning was a bit difficult to open, Shang Can pondered for a while, and asked after deliberation: "Pei Chen...Mr. Kunyao, does he know that Lord Shuangjiang is here?"

"Ah Chen, of course he knows."

Nan Shuang drank tea and said casually: "He visits me every month, and he just came here two days ago."

Before she had time to respond to the "every month" in her words, Shang Can suddenly stood up: "Come here two days ago? Just himself?"

"Speaking of which..." Nan Shuang put down the teacup with a pause, and looked at Shang Can's face thoughtfully, "He's taking your junior sister with him."

Hearing that Yunyun was still walking with Pei Chen at that time, Shang Can heaved a sigh of relief, thinking about the possibility of jumping into the River of Wang with her on the spot at least after getting rid of Yunyun, and heard Nanshuang say with great interest: " But the two of them told me that they lost a magic cultivator named Charm...but they didn't mention you Shang Chan in a word?"

"..."

Shang Can sat down again silently, and said vaguely: "It's a long story... Then what happened afterwards? Where did the two of them go?"

"Hmm—should have left the Nether world."

Nan Shuang casually gave up on the questioning, and said, "They asked me for the list of ghost clans, and after reading it, they left. Looking at you like this, I know they couldn't find you."

"After all, this place and the entrance to Tianwaitian can only be opened for twelve hours at a time. I guess they have already left." Are charmers better?"

"...You can call it however you like."

The person's tone and expression were very flat, and there was no sign of sympathy for her at all.Shang Can looked at Nan Shuang who seemed to have no interest in anything, and admitted with a sigh.

"It's great that you two know each other." Yuange has been concentrating on eating snacks, not paying attention to their conversation at all. Now that the conversation has come to an end, she slapped the snacks off her hands and interjected, "Then Can you let this, your name is Shang Can? Human race stay here temporarily with Ah Shuang, and I will also come together."

Only then did Shang Can realize that she hadn't exchanged names with Yuan Ge, so he nodded to her, and heard Nan Shuang answer easily, "Yes."

She stood up and said to Shang Can: "My place is very safe, no other ghosts can come in, you don't have to worry, just live here first."

"As for the remuneration," Nan Shuang raised his eyebrows lazily, "Let's talk about it later."

"Does the clothes still fit?"

In the guest room, Shang Can nodded and thanked Nan Shuang who walked in slowly from the door: "It's okay, thank you Shuangjiang Lord."

"You're welcome." Nan Shuang waved her hand casually, and sat down at the table in the guest room, "It's been a long time since anyone called me that title."

"Then what do the residents here generally call you?"

"Master Ghost King." Nan Shuang rubbed his chin, "Only Yuan Ge can call me Ah Shuang, otherwise you should follow her example and call me that way too?"

"...No, I think it's easier to call Mr. Shuangjiang."

Shang Can rubbed his nose in embarrassment, inexplicably feeling that if he really called Ah Shuang, Yuan Ge would probably get angry with her.

"About the matter of you being swept away by Wangchuan, I've actually been investigating these two days."

Nodding noncommittally, Nan Shuang cut to the chase and said, "But I really didn't gain anything, and I didn't find anyone. I actually thought that the unlucky ghost who fell into the River of Forgetfulness must be dead, but I didn't expect you to be alive. Congratulations." .”

"...Well, I actually died once."

Shang Can pressed the sapphire card that had been properly put away at his waist, his eyes dimmed a little, and he quickly cheered up: "Mr. Shuangjiang said that Pei Chen and the others came here a few days ago and read the list of ghost clans - I can borrow it too. ?"

"Okay."

Lord Ghost King agreed very simply, and said: "I'll bring it to you later, but let me say first, there is nothing special about that thing except for its length."

"If the thing you want to check is the same as Ah Chen," she finally straightened her face slightly, and said, "I can tell you directly. The list of ghost clans last month is indeed about [-] less than before. The rest of the ghost clan."

"Three thousand..."

Surprised by the higher numbers than expected, Shang Can frowned slightly, and then heard Nan Shuang add: "The specific escape time of these ghosts is no longer available, but what is certain is that they definitely did not pass through Liao Wangchuan didn't escape from the exit of Tianwaitian either."

"I'm still looking into more things. But to be honest," she said with a troubled look, "The Nether Ghost Realm has a vast territory, and I haven't found any other exits in the past few years. It won’t be very good either.”

"But if you want to find out who took the ghost clan away, I have someone who is suspicious. That guy is not on the ghost clan list, but he will appear in the ghost world every now and then. I'm looking for it, but it's hard to catch. .”

After Nan Shuang finished speaking, her voice became lazy again, and she looked at Shang Can with her head on one hand: "But no matter how much you care about it, given your current physical condition, I still don't recommend you to go out."

"..." Shang Can was silent for a while, and finally gave up with a sigh, "Can you see that my condition is not very good?"

"Yeah." Nan Shuang nodded, "So let me heal your injuries first, and I'll find some medicine for you."

"I heard you just said that when you fell into the River of Forgetfulness, you encountered an illusion at the same time. To be able to escape completely under such circumstances, you are already considered amazing."

As she spoke, she poured herself a cup of tea, flicked the tea in the cup, and gestured to Shang Can.

"The last dose of medicine... If you drink it, you may really be trapped in that illusion forever."

"Fortunately, you are alert," Nan Shuang sighed softly, "How did you realize that it was an illusion?"

"..."

Shang Can frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "In the beginning, my memory was really vague, and I couldn't think of anything other than the illusion."

"But then a...very annoying person appeared in the illusion."

The temple started to ache again, Shang Can suppressed it temporarily, and continued: "Then somehow, I suddenly realized that this is an illusion."

"Really." Nan Shuang took a sip of tea and said lightly, "As expected of Shang Can."

"Actually, I really want to ask why you became a demon cultivator." Nan Shuang looked up at Shang Can, and changed the topic, "I remember that you were a young genius in Qingyu when I was alive—but look at you I don’t know how to ask you if I ask you, so forget it.”

"...Thank you."

I really should be thankful that Mr. Shuangjiang is an informal person, Shang Can thanked sullenly, and frowned a little doubtfully.

"Mr. Shuangjiang...has he passed away so early?"

"Probably, I really don't remember clearly."

Nan Shuang's tone was calm, and she drank tea with a calm face.

"Not everyone can always remember the memories of life clearly after death. I probably belong to the side that forgets quickly."

"That's it." Shang Can nodded awkwardly and replied, "I met a ghost who was about to go to reincarnation on the edge of the River of Forgetfulness, and he seems to remember it very clearly..."

"Ah, him." Nan Shuang looked at Shang Can suddenly, "Is there anything wrong with him? Did he get on the boat successfully?"

Shang Can didn't understand the meaning of her question, so he nodded in a daze, and seeing Nan Shuang smiled, he sighed, "That's good, I didn't lie to him for nothing."

"—" Shang Can's whole body froze, and he repeated slowly, "...to lie to him?"

"Ah."

Nan Shuang put the empty tea bowl on the table, making a moderate thud.

"His unmarried wife has already found a mate—that's why I asked someone to lie to him, so that he can throw away his obsessions and re-enter reincarnation."

Shang Can's mind went blank, recalling the happy smile on the man's face, he clenched his fists slightly, and said in a low voice, "...Then what is it actually?"

"That girl is seriously ill." Nan Shuang lowered her eyelids calmly, "Before she also comes here to meet that person and both of them become vicious ghosts, I think it's better to do this."

"..."

Maybe that's true, but Shang Can couldn't respond.

As if seeing the complex emotions on her face, Nan Shuang sighed softly: "Do you think I shouldn't lie?"

"The so-called obsession will produce evil results. A lie may be disgraceful, but it is more likable than the bloody truth."

"I don't want to increase the number of uncontrollable ghosts, so I told a lie, that's all." Nan Shuang's gaze was cast into the air, with nothing to support, "I don't feel any guilt. If you tell a lie, you will If I can achieve the desired ending, I don’t think that’s a problem.”

As she spoke, Shang Can saw that her squinted eyes had an inexplicably breathtaking penetrating power.

"Shang Can, you are really a good boy—are you tired?"

Shang Can was silent for a long while on the meaning of this, and asked instead: "Since Mr. Shuangjiang has not crossed the river of forgetfulness, he has become a ghost king... Does that mean, do you also have obsessions?"

Facing Shang Can's question, Nan Shuang raised her head and thought for a while, showing a hint of a smile.

"There should be."

"should?"

"Yes." Nan Shuang readily responded to Shang Can's question, "But I don't know what my obsession is at all."

"..."

Shang Can was dumbfounded for a moment, Nan Shuang stood up unhurriedly, and smiled softly at her.

"There are also ghosts like me. After all, obsession has no substance."

She seemed to feel that she had finished speaking, so she walked towards the door on her own, and threw another sentence lightly before going out.

"Now you look like you will definitely stand on the edge of the River of Forgetfulness after you die."

"So don't die, Shang Can."

Shang Can stared blankly at the door closing, subconsciously touched his face.

...I don't understand, I just look so bad.

She gave up and sighed softly, lowered her eyes in a daze, and suddenly came up with an idea while she was in a complicated mood.

Ah, after hearing this incident, even if she heard some good news on the bank of Wangchuan River that could relieve her obsession, then she probably wouldn't believe it.

The author says:

If Shang Can dies, he may become a suspicious ghost (not

Oh, I saw the birthday wishes from all my friends, thank you, I will write well in the new year!

感谢在2021-08-1517:20:07~2021-08-1800:03:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 piece of cumin;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Liufeng;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Starry Sea, Hoshimi Yayoi, Flash in the Pan, and one of the little doctors;

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