daily work in the underworld

When Fan Wujiu woke up again, what he saw was the familiar bed curtain.The dark blue curtains concealed most of the light, making him think of the day he died for no reason. It seemed that the surroundings were also so dark and difficult, making people horrified.

Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out and pull the curtain, but his left shoulder was in severe pain, and he couldn't raise his hand at all, so he could only stay in the darkness.

Fan Wujiu's chest suddenly ached, as if he had returned to the moment when he drowned that day, his chest was heavy, and the oppressive feeling of being entangled and taken off once again invaded his five senses.

In a trance, he heard someone say his name, but he couldn't speak.

No...don't go...Fan Wujiu struggled to catch his breath, but felt the fishy smell of water in his mouth and nose, like a cold, sticky poisonous snake, it invaded his lungs little by little.

He felt himself falling continuously.

Before he was completely engulfed by the darkness, someone reached out and grabbed him.

The forehead was covered by a warm cloth, although the sight was also covered, but Fan Wujiu felt the burning heat of the soul fire on the visitor.

The heat flowed along his injured left arm all the way to the shoulder socket where he had lost his soul fire, gradually filling the sense of emptiness and instability caused by death.

Fan Wujiu smelled a familiar smell, it was mugwort leaves and mint.

Only Xie Bi'an in Hell can use these two things, the former for bathing and the latter for making tea.

Like a drowning man who has finally grasped a life-saving straw, he completely relaxed, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.Xie Bi'an knew that he was a nightmare, so he lifted him up and patted his back lightly.

"It's all right." Xie Bi'an's tone was gentle, as if there was an undoubted force in his words, Fan Wujiu gradually recovered.

Without hesitation, he plunged himself into Xie Bi'an's embrace, tightly grasping the skirt of his clothes, sucking in the familiar breath.

It was rare for Fan Wujiu to show weakness like this, even if he was seriously injured, he would not say a word, he went to ask Granny Meng for soup and medicine, and saying it later was just a formality.Sometimes Xie Bi'an found new scars on his body on the bed, and most of them mentioned it in a word.It's just that this time because of the magic weapon, the soul fire is unstable, and it is unreasonably associated with the tragic situation before death, even if it is as tough as Fan Wujiu, there will be gaps.

Xie Bi'an knew in his heart that he was going to vent, so he let him toss and turn in his arms.The two of them leaning against the head of the bed like this can be regarded as having sex in a certain sense.

"Old Xie, did I have an ugly death at that time?" After leaning for a while, Fan Wujiu suddenly asked about the past that he never wanted to mention, "I caught water ghosts and they were all swollen. Nobody recognized it."

And you and I didn't make it clear that we belonged to each other at the time, so how did you recognize me, and then try to find me from a pile of dead bones at the bottom of the water, and then take me to the underworld.

Xie Bi'an was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to speak up by himself, he thought for a while, and simply followed Fan Wujiu's words: "I don't know, anyway, I know it's you."

While talking, he caressed Fan Wujiu's thin back through the fabric, felt the raised butterfly bone under his hand, and thought that next time he had to find a way to make him fatter: "Why did I suddenly think of it?" asked this?"

"I dreamed about how I died." Fan Wujiu changed his posture, looked up at Xie Bi'an, his smoky gray pupils were a little helpless, which hurt Xie Bi'an, "I dreamed that the water ghost dragged I, the God of Heaven, broke my left hand and kicked my chest, forcing me to change lives with Linhai Shenjun."

And at that time, you went back to get the umbrella, and you were not there.

It's just that I saw you again soon afterward, and you had turned into a fierce ghost at that time, you helped me restrain my bones, took me away from the curse of the water ghost, and even divided half of my soul fire so that I wouldn't disappear in smoke.

Xie Bi'an paused, but quickly suppressed his hostility.He pondered for a moment, and decided not to hide anymore: "Remember?"

Fan Wujiu nodded, and his tone was filled with grievance and confusion: "I just don't know...why it's me again..."

"Although I borrowed your soul fire, I was still able to stay in the underworld, but sometimes I also feel that I should have died long ago, because the way of heaven will not allow me." He added, "This time I am clearly right, yes Some people intentionally took advantage of Lord Yan Luo's magic weapon to harm others, but the heavens wanted my life, and almost got you involved."

Xie Bi'an didn't answer.

He didn't know the answer, but he knew that whether it was Fan Wujiu who was forced to change his life with Linhai Shenjun, or himself who was punished by heaven because he wanted to save his lover and fell into the ghost realm, he should not be punished party.

"I'm willing, it's not a burden." He touched Fan Wujiu's upturned hair, and took a comb from the bedside to straighten it out for him slowly, "As for the soul fire, black and white impermanence are one body, and they share the same soul. Fire is normal."

He pulled out the red rope from the bedside and tied Fan Wujiu's broken hair: "Let's have a good rest for the next few days. The judge will take care of the follow-up matters on our behalf. The winter solstice is coming soon, and it's time for the underworld to rest. When we went to Chudi together, there was a night market that you and I couldn't go to at the time, so we might not be able to meet Zhong Kui."

Hearing this name, Fan Wujiu finally became more energetic: "Zhong Kui? Didn't he be called to go to heaven by Lord Qingluan before? Now he has also arrived in Chu land?"

"It should be Lord Yan Luo who wanted to track down the mastermind behind the scenes, so he called him back." Xie Bi'an stuffed Fan Wujiu back under the quilt, "With him around, the problem won't be too big. We wait for the result. .You can rest for a while, I am in the room, not going anywhere."

He reached out to pull up the curtain, but was stopped by Fan Wujiu.

"That's it," he said softly, "The underworld is already dark, so you can't see anything when you pull it up."

He wanted to look at Xie Bi'an, even if it was just a back view, it would make him feel at ease.