daily work in the underworld

Above the Yellow Spring, a black-covered boat carried a man in white down the river, returning from the mortal world to the underworld.

The visitor was dressed in white and looked thin and unrestrained, but he was holding a strange white paper umbrella, which was even more strange in this prefecture where it never rains.

But this is the strangest place in the world, a filthy place where the evils of the world gather.

The black-covered boat docked at the ferry, and the man on the boat stooped and accepted the few copper coins thrown to him by the man in white.

Someone was waiting at the ferry with a lantern. It was an old lady in red.

"He's back." Her voice was hoarse, and she turned to lead the way, "The judge is still waiting in the hall, and Lao Fan is still unconscious, but the judge gave him soup, and he will wake up after two or three days."

"You tuned it?" the man in white asked.

"Nonsense." The old man replied angrily, "Who else would do it except me."

The man in white smiled, but did not answer.

"However, do you really want him to be so confused for the rest of his life?" The old man stopped suddenly, staring at the man in white with sharp eagle-like eyes, "Xie Bi'an, you really want Fan Wujiu to live like this, The fire of the soul is half extinguished, and you feel dizzy?"

The man in white called Xie Bi'an put away the white umbrella in his hand, looked thoughtfully at the Yan Luo Temple shrouded in thick fog, and suddenly felt a little familiar restlessness and uneasiness in his heart.

There was a faint stench in the air, mixed with the smell he was most familiar with.

It was the smell of Fan Wujiu's soul, he was hurt by a ghost again.

"If possible, I would rather be the one who got the soul fire back then." Xie Bi'an said lightly, "It's just fate, and I'm just a player in the game. It's not good to change at will."

After finishing speaking, he took the lantern from Po Meng's hand and walked quickly to the Hall of Yama.

Yan Luodian is located in the middle of the underworld. It is used to interrogate wandering ghosts and ghosts on weekdays. It is the office of Lord Yan Luo.On weekdays, there are mostly wandering ghosts of all colors gathered here. Lord Yan Luo is in charge of opening the hall, the judge is in charge of recording, and the bull head and horse face are responsible for escorting the ghosts to where they should go.But today Xie Bi'an stepped into the hall, the hall was empty except for the judge.

The judge didn't even take the pen that he never left his hand on weekdays, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What's wrong?" Xie Bi'an asked, "Did Lord Yan Luo give you any strange orders?"

The judge shook his head: "He hasn't messed with me recently. The problem is this news from the heavens."

He took out a big golden jade stick from his cuff, which was the favorite style of the nouveau riche Jade Emperor.

"The news from the heavens has nothing to do with me and Wu Jiu." Xie Bi'an said, "Anyway, we are just little fairies in the underworld, and we can't afford to climb high."

The judge knew what happened at the beginning, so he didn't care about Xie Bian's words with a gun and a stick, anyway, it wasn't directed at him: "The god of Linhai, who wants to enter the mortal realm, said that he will go to the hell in a few days. Jing borrowed the way and went to the world for a while."

Hearing this divine name, Xie Bi'an's originally calm face finally showed cracks.He is usually easy to get along with, even when he is catching ghosts, he is smiling, so everyone in the underworld nicknamed him the smiling fox. He looks gentle and polite on the outside, but there is a bag of black water in his stomach.Even the magistrate and Lord Yan Luo, who have been in the underworld all year round, rarely see this gloomy face.

Xie Bi'an had a beautiful face with indistinguishable male and female features, and his bones were correct. Danfeng still had a little beauty mole under his eyes, and squinting at people usually didn't make people feel uncomfortable, but today when he remembered the old things, his eyes showed disgust and contempt. It was rare for him to be a little more aggressive.

"Is that guy worthy too?" He looked at the letterbox with disgust, as if it was a disgusting starving ghost.

The judge shrugged: "Anyway, whether you deserve it or not is not up to me."

He wanted to continue talking about the latest gossip about the heavens, but he wisely shut up after seeing Xie Bi'an's increasingly gloomy face: "You were not here a few days ago, and Lao Hei went to solve a few cases and ate too much. , I vomited all back, and I’m still resting at the back. Don’t go out these two days, just stay with him, if there is any problem, I’ll let the bull head go. "

Knowing that he had good intentions, Xie Bi'an agreed.

He has been on a business trip every day for the past two months, and he also happens to want Mu Xiu to accompany him without any fault.

Everyone in the underworld lives in the courtyard behind the Yan Luo Hall. The place is not big, but it is better than clean.

The courtyard where Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu live is the best in the underworld residence.It's not that Lord Yan Luo gave special treatment, it was Xie Bi'an who paid attention to himself. He got a lot of flowers and plants from the human world, worked hard to raise them in the yard, and even made a bunch of furniture according to the furnishings in the human world. The next door can only sleep on the floor. The bull's head and horse's face look envious.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Xie Bi'an went through the garden with medicinal herbs and walked straight into the room.The room is not big, just put a bed, a couch and a table.At this moment, Fan Wujiu is lying on the bed, sleeping deeply, his eyelashes cast a patch of crow blue under his eyes, and they are a bit long.

Probably because he was fast asleep, the quilt was also kicked aside, and the young Heiwuchang twisted himself on the bed, his white underwear was slightly pulled up, revealing a thin waist with scars .

Xie Bi'an's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to touch the scar slightly upwards, his fingers caressed the scar lightly, showing a bit of pity, but also a bit of unscrupulousness.

Anyway, the two people always have a tacit understanding about this relationship.

Fan Wujiu is always upset when someone wakes him up in his deep sleep, and that guy is still groping around his waist, but Xie Bi'an is the only one in the entire underworld who has the guts, so he just turned around and pulled his clothes impatiently hem.

Seeing that he was still asleep, Xie Bi'an also took off his coat and went to bed with him.He is more than half a head taller than Fan Wujiu, at this moment he is able to hold Fan Wujiu in his arms from behind.

"Why did you get hurt again?" He looked down at Fan Wujiu's messy hair, and combed it with his fingers, "When I came back, it smelled a bit strong."

"It's a female kui." Fan Wujiu closed his eyes and replied, "I'm about to become smart, I was a little careless."

Xie Bi'an hummed, and didn't ask any more questions.

Originally, he had been traveling around the world for the past few months, and he was exhausted. Now that he returned to the side of the familiar person, seeing that there was nothing wrong with them, he was completely relaxed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

But Fan Wujiu was awake, he felt the warmer body of the person behind him than ordinary ghosts, he was greedy for that heat, he didn't get up, he just turned around and looked back at him.

As if feeling the person in his arms moving, Xie Bi'an closed his eyes and pulled the quilt for him.

At this moment, there was a gust of gloomy wind outside the window, it should be Lord Yan Luo who was angry, which attracted thick fog.But the room is as warm as spring, and the ambiguity remains the same.