daily work in the underworld

Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an had a rare leisure time, the two traveled around Lingzhou, enjoying themselves.It wasn't until the end of the new year that they decided to go back to the underworld and take the ghosts they saw along the way back with them.

The entrance of the underworld had already moved to the vicinity of the capital, so they followed all the way to the small town where the ghosts were recovered.

The town was free of strange magical artifacts and ghosts, and the tranquility of the past was restored. Only Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian knew what evil things those people had done.

"They will come to the underworld one day." In the drizzle, Xie Bi'an held up an umbrella to isolate the cold breath from himself and Fan Wujiu, "It's not that they don't report, the time has not yet come."

Fan Wujiu hummed, and walked along the bluestone road with him, leaving the town.

The coldest days of winter have already left, and the sound of the stream breaking ice gradually came from outside the city where the river was originally frozen.

This is a preview of spring.

Fan Wujiu walked to the side of Luochuan, the soul fire on his body swayed spontaneously, left from his fingertips, flowed into the underworld, and opened the door.

Xie Bi'an didn't know what to do, and he hasn't arrived yet.Fan Wujiu found a clean stone on the shore, sat down and waited.

It's funny to say that in the life-changing event, he replaced the existence of the water ghost called the gatekeeper of the underworld, and he was supposed to guard the gate of ghosts.It was only later that Xie Bi'an intervened and dragged him out of that imprisonment, half of the force was borne by himself.The power of the underworld is stored in the soul fire and the soul, so now, both he and Xie Bi'an have the ability to open and close the ghost gate.

But for them, the only use of this power is to be able to go to the human world conveniently, whether it is to run business or play in the human world.

Soon, Xie Bi'an arrived in a hurry.The hem of his clothes was a little wet, as if he had gone to the water's edge.Seeing that he had no intention of explaining, Fan Wujiu didn't ask any questions, so he pulled him and jumped off Luochuan, followed the guidance of the soul fire and ghost fire to the entrance.

Fan Wujiu closed his eyes, and grabbed Xie Bi'an's belt, the latter also hugged him habitually, and led him to swim across the junction of Huangquan and Luochuan, then jumped out of Huangquan, and landed firmly on the ground. On the shore, wait for the ferryman to see the signal and come to pick them up.

After taking a few breaths, Fan Wujiu exhaled deeply, slowly calming down the impetuous soul fire.

This is the shadow left when he died. Although with the help of Xie Bi'an, he is not afraid of water, and sometimes he can go into the water to catch ghosts, but the submerged sense of loneliness and helplessness will sometimes come out to disturb him. five senses.

Especially when passing through the entrance of Luochuan, the dizziness of crossing the boundary mixed with the cold and damp feeling in the water made him feel nauseous even more.

Xie Bi'an dried his clothes with all his strength, and helped Fan Wujiu get them done, then he took out a mint candy that he made himself from the storage bag, and stuffed it into Fan Wujiu's mouth .

Feeling the coolness of mint in his mouth and the thick sweetness of maltose, Fan Wujiu closed his eyes and leaned on Xie Bi'an's shoulder.

The boat came quickly, but the person who rocked the boat was Po Meng.

Seeing the black and white villains close together, she turned her head in disgust, and shouted, "Don't wait for the time!"

Tsk, as an older single female ghost fairy in her prime, she can't watch this scene, can't watch it.

"Where's that old man?" Xie Bi'an sat on the bow of the boat, and handed Granny Meng a pastry bought from the world, "Why are you rocking the boat?"

Today, Po Meng is using a young girl in the age of cardamom, she looks tender and fresh: "You have completed your merits and virtues, let's run away."

"Run away?" Fan Wujiu was surprised, "Didn't it mean that there are still 200 years of merit to be repaid?"

"Remember that ghost?" Granny Meng gnawed on the pastry and said inarticulately, "That's his daughter! If you find it, you don't have to return it. Lord Yan Luo said that after the criminal law, let her continue Rock the boat."

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu looked at each other, and they probably understood what Lord Yan Luo meant.

That ghost has harmed countless people, so he will naturally be punished.But she can be forgiven, if she entered the six realms of reincarnation according to the original sentence, it would be pitiful to go to the animal realm to suffer.In addition to the pleading and merits of the old man, it is natural to reduce some.It's better to stay in the underworld and be a ghost messenger. When the merits are almost repaid, and then enter the world to pay off the debt, you don't have to suffer a big crime.

The underworld has always been very generous to its own people, it depends on whether the female ghost can understand Yan Luo's intentions.

When they arrived at the ferry, Po Meng greeted them, and then went back to the medicine house by herself. She still had a pot of soup and medicine stewing, so she had to go back to take care of them.

Fan Wujiu was temporarily dragged by Ma Mian to Hell to help, while Xie Bi'an went back to the yard, preparing for a big event.

This time when he went to the human world, he brought back the remains of himself and Fan Wujiu, which is why he returned to Luochuan with half of his body covered in water.

The world is no better than the underworld, which has undergone a hundred years of vicissitudes.Even with a good memory like Xie Bi'an, he still found the bones of himself and Fan Wujiu after groping along the river beach for a long time.

Originally, the two turned into ghosts, and the bones would naturally change as well.During the incarnation, Xie Bi'an's own remains were deformed under the roasting of the soul fire, part of which was fused into the magic weapon and became a part of the jade bone umbrella; the other part was placed on Fan Wujiu's body, Used as a talisman.

However, Fan Wujiu's remains fell in Luochuan all the time. After being refined by Xie Bian's soul fire, his remains were also shattered and scattered all over the place along the water.After the two arrived in the underworld, he never left after being in prison for thousands of years; after becoming a ghost messenger, he searched intermittently for a long time, but he couldn't find it.

The running water was merciless, and his bones were taken to nowhere and scattered all over the place.Xie Bi'an searched here and there and rummaged through it, and finally made up more than half of it.In order to prevent the remains from being used by people with evil intentions, Xie Bi'an will worship the remains in the same way as in the world every winter solstice, so as to ensure that the spirit on the remains will not dissipate.

This time he sensed the breath of soul fire on the remains, so naturally he had to bring it back as soon as possible.

But his luck was really good, this time he found the last piece.

After closing the door, Xie Bi'an took out more than half of the bones from the jade box, put them together with the small half, and prepared to mix them with soul fire.

Fan Wujiu's remains are the same as Xie Bian's, it is jade-colored, falling in the blue soul fire, it looks even more white as jade.

The soul fire licked the shattered bone fragments, and as the temperature changed, it was gradually burned into a small cluster of hard crystals.

Xie Bi'an tried to melt it on the jade bone umbrella, and there were clear scratches on the umbrella handle.

He suddenly had an idea.

Meng Po was very disgusted with Xie Bi'an's behavior of disturbing her rest time and time again, but when she saw him running towards her excitedly, his sleepiness was frightened. Three points, quickly asked him why he came here.

"Pick your boiler for use." Xie Bi'an held the crystal in his hand, his tone was brisk, but he could not refute.

Po Meng responded slowly, without caring about the half-cooked soup in the original pot, she poured it out directly, and threw the cauldron made of meteoric iron to Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bi'an untied it with one hand, and threw the crystal into it.The soul fire on his body was even worse, turning into a roaring fire dragon, lingering around the boiler.

Po Meng only felt that Xie Bi'an's surroundings were terribly hot, hotter than the oil pan.She quickly ran to the vicinity of the well, and drank a well of water to cool down.

Really, it's even bigger than last time, she thought, one or two are really crazy!

When Fan Wujiu came back from Hell, what he saw was this scene: Xie Bi'an was dressed in white, standing in the soul fire without any wind, and what seemed to be Po Meng's boiler stood in front of him.

It suddenly occurred to him that Xie Bi'an had told him before that he wanted to forge weapons for himself again, and now he probably found suitable materials and made them at Po Meng's place.

Looking at Xie Bi'an's battle, it is estimated that he will not be able to handle it for a long time, so Fan Wujiu directly changed shifts with Ma Mian, and planned to stay near the Well of Past Life, waiting for him to end.

The soul fire lingered, and the heat didn't gradually subside until three days later.After being smoky for three days, even though he is as handsome as Xie Bi'an, his face is now black and gray, and he looks quite embarrassed.

But the light of excitement in his eyes did not fade away, and the contents in the furnace gradually became radiant and introverted, obviously no less famous than the Jade Bone Umbrella.

On the day when the furnace was opened, the underworld was also full of turmoil, and there was a faint tendency for thunder to descend on the underworld.It's a pity that there are people in Yan Luodian, who directly help Xie Bi'an to destroy the catastrophe.

When the soul fire subsided, Fan Wujiu ran towards Xie Bi'an.Xie Bi'an was obviously exhausted, he staggered and fell on Fan Wujiu's body, his face was also a little pale, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed, Fan Wujiu was also a little surprised when he saw it.

"It's done." He lowered his head and leaned against Fan Wujiu's body, took out the lock that had been taken out of the furnace and was still warm, and placed it carefully on Fan Wujiu's palm.

Fan Wujiu recognized at a glance that it was his own remains.

Like the Jade Bone Umbrella, Xie Bi'an used his remains to temper his own soul fire to help him refine the most suitable weapon chain.

"Do you like it?" Seeing that Fan Wujiu was a little numb, Xie Bi'an felt a little uneasy.

"I like it." Fan Wujiu replied softly.

Then, in this posture, he hugged Xie Bi'an tightly.

"I like it very much, and I am very happy."