Changsheng coffin shop

Zhao Minqi, I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before, Xie Mian thought about it, he seems to have heard her name on... this year's freshmen entrance ceremony program!

"Where is the person who lowered your head for you now!"

This time, before the wordless ghost book flashed again, Xiao Shan was suddenly thrown out. He rolled on the ground a few times and cried out in pain. The mass of black air was crushed out of thin air.

"It's okay." Xie Mian quickly helped him up, patted him casually, and a large cloud of dust flew up.

"Xiao Shan, did you fight with someone?" Xie Mian wiped his face for him, and asked cautiously, this is his "employee" after all, do you want to protect yourself if you fight with someone?

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Fan Lan was so choked that she coughed and slapped her twice.

Xiao Shan said with staring eyes, "Ah! I was digging sweet potatoes for an uncle, and he gave me a lot of them. I roast them and eat them. They are delicious."

While speaking, he also took out a few huge sweet potatoes with stalks and mud from the small schoolbag behind him.

Xie Mian finally saw clearly that there was indeed no normal person in the coffin shop, so after thinking about it, he ignored him: "Then you go back to the shop to bake, you won't use the stove to find Master Qi."

Xiao Shan stuffed the sweet potato into the bag and said, "Brother Xie Mian, see you, brother Fan Lan."

Xie Mian looked at Xiao Shan who disappeared in a puff of smoke, raised her head and sighed, turned to look at Fan Lan and said, "Shall we go find her?"

Fan Lan nodded her head, her eyes swept across the corpse thoughtfully, but she didn't say anything.

**

Hua Xiuxiu holds most of the school's gossip, which is equivalent to a living Baidu. Xie Mian called her within 5 minutes, and asked for the address of Bao Haowen's rented house outside, and also included an easter egg: Bao Haowen's current girlfriend is Zhao Minqi.

When the two arrived, the subletting information had already been posted on the door.

"Who are you?" A hoarse voice came from behind.

Xie Mian turned her head and saw a skinny woman standing at the bottom of the steps, looking at them with a gloomy expression.

"Hello, auntie, is the landlord of this unit here?" Xie Mian asked politely, "We want to take a look at the house."

The woman touched her face unnaturally, and subconsciously murmured: "Auntie...so I'm getting old again."

"No rent."

Fan Lan hummed very lightly and with a rising end: "Don't rent it? It's a pity."

"Rent, rent." She suddenly changed her mind, walked up slowly, took out the key from her bag, and with trembling fingers, she inserted the key into the lock cylinder and opened the door.

Xie Mian casually scanned the furnishings in the room, and rested his fingers loosely on the bookshelf: "You have already posted a rental notice at your door, so he doesn't want these things anymore?"

"Oh, I'm afraid I don't want it anymore. Before he died, he was celebrating his birthday with his girlfriend here. Here, the cake box is there. The young couple are very affectionate, but I heard that he committed suicide because of guilt over the death of his girlfriend. gone."

With her back bent, she walked slowly to the side sofa and sat down, "Are you really going to rent this house?"

Xie Mian paused with her fingertips, turned her head to look at the layout of the room and personal belongings, and then heard Fan Lan's random words: "How old is the girl this year? Live alone?"

"...Young man is really good at joking. I'm still a girl. I'm almost seventy this year, and I'm more than enough to be a grandma. I really want to be like the book "Rebirth" in Mr. Xie's hand." The woman sighed softly. With a voice, there was a pair of extremely bright eyes on that drooping cheeky face.

Just a little moist.

"When I get older, my children don't want to come back to live. I'm clean by myself, but I feel a little lonely."

Xie Mian was a little bit emotional: "Then you should be careful when you live alone. When my grandma was your age, her eyes were a bit blurred. You are the toughest."

"I'm dazzled too, and I just rub it when I walk. Fortunately, I'm familiar with it, otherwise I wouldn't have to fall." She smiled and stood up slowly: "Look slowly, if you want to rent, just follow me Let’s just say, I can’t even hold a conversation when I’m old.”

"It's almost there." Fan Lan said suddenly.

"Huh?" Xie Mian turned around in doubt, "What?"

The woman couldn't help biting her lips, and clenched her skinny fingers, pinching out ten pale knuckles.

Fan Lan pulled out a book from the shelf and faced Zhao Minqi's back: "The characters in this book are so small, but you know what it is at a glance. Your presbyopic level is quite high."

Zhao Minqi turned around slowly, her hunched back suddenly stood up straight, and that very retro forest style cotton linen floral dress was worn on her body, which seemed inconsistent no matter how you looked at it.

"Don't admit it?" Fan Lan folded her hands and looked at her for a while with a half-smile: "Ordinary people with poor foundations practice the head-bending technique, but they are actually just overdrawing their own lifespan. If you use it once, it is equivalent to losing your lifespan." , trade your life for your life."

Zhao Minqi's almost withered face slowly lifted up, sharp long nails grew out of her ten fingers instantly, she gathered all of her hostility and rushed towards Xie Mian, but when she was about to grab him, Seeing Fan Lan raise his eyes very shallowly, he immediately screamed, and instantly smashed back to the floor with an expression of extreme fear, making a dull sound.

The roar of "clack" and the sharp sound of fingernails scratching the floor alternated.

Xie Mian was taken aback by her sudden transformation, her slender body swelled up and down, black mist wrapped in the air into cocoons, and her figure struggled desperately inside.

In the narrow room, there was a loud wail, each cocoon seemed to be crushed out of thin air by an invisible big hand, and disappeared into a puff of black smoke. The next one should be Zhao Minqi, who struggled desperately and suddenly broke the cocoon. Opened a small opening and rushed to the door.

Fan Lan!

"Be careful!" Xie Mian grabbed Zhao Minqi's arm in desperation, pulled her down with some force, and put his other hand on her forehead.

A golden light lit up, and the black calluses all over her body disappeared, and she also recovered from the exhausted old woman to the young Zhao Minqi!

Seeing that she didn't hurt Fan Lan, Xie Mian breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but think that Fan Lan is so strong, he needs to be rescued wherever he is, and it's good if he doesn't hinder her, but I don't know how to do it When he saw her rushing towards Fan Lan, he stretched out his hand without thinking.

Xie Mian blinked her eyes, only felt that the foreground was overlapped, she couldn't help shaking her body, and almost fainted.

Fan Lan came to his side almost at the same moment, supported his body with one hand, pulled a hair with one hand and flicked her fingertips to form a thin bracelet, which was precisely wrapped around Xie Mian's wrist.

Qingyu was falling asleep when she was suddenly awakened by this movement: "Eh? He actually used Du! How is that possible!"

"This mortal body can't support the power of "crossing"." Fan Lan said through sound transmission through his mind.

Qingyu shook the dragon scales, and crawled onto his shoulders. Zhao Minqi trembled like chaff and did not dare to look up, only to hear a scream: "You gave him hair! Do you know that this generation..."

"Qingyu." Fan Lan said lightly, the extremely soft voice made him shiver abruptly, and silently retracted his sleeves.

Zhao Minqi knelt on the ground and kept trembling and begging for mercy. The fear born from the bottom of her heart made her bones tremble and collapse.

Xie Mian calmed her dizzy head, supported Fan Lan's arm and stood up straight, suddenly understood that Fan Lan's sudden question that didn't match the preface and the afterword was trying to test her.

"Little Hades."

"Ok?"

"Let her die to understand."

Xie Mian glanced at Zhao Minqi, who had been kowtowing, and thought for a while, "When we came in, I looked in the direction of the bedroom, and she immediately said that Bao Haowen and his girlfriend lived here, and the cake packaging She knew where it was at a glance, and it was so familiar. The book was very small, but she knew it at a glance, saying that she was 70 years old, but she was still wearing a skirt of a girl in her twenties. Although she looked old, her back Straightforward, he pretended to be old when he saw us."

Xie Mian raised her head, looked at Fan Lan, saw him nodding, and continued, "Also, she said that Bao Haowen committed suicide because of his girlfriend's death and guilt."

Fan Lan tilted her head.

Xie Mian was silent for a long time, "When Lu Tingyu died, Bao Haowen hadn't disguised his appearance, let alone rented this house. He was living with another woman, maybe it wasn't cohabitation, it was just a cover. Bao Haowen gave her a place, and she It is used to harm others. Since that woman is not dead, Bao Haowen's suicide is not valid, how do you know that Bao Haowen committed suicide with guilt."

Zhao Minqi couldn't help biting her lips, with messy tears on her face and bleeding forehead, the miserable Xie Mian wondered if Fan Lan had done something to others when she was dizzy.

head sideways.

"I do not have."

"..." Did I speak, and I was quick to deny it.

Xie Mian squatted down and approached her: "I know you have been used by someone, who taught you?"

Hearing this, Zhao Minqi involuntarily moved her body back, and murmured: "I...don't know him."

"Someone taught you to use the head-down technique to hurt people, but they didn't tell you that it's shortening your own life, do you still want to hide it for him?" Xie Mian looked at her as kindly as possible: "Are you afraid of that person? "

She quickly looked up at Fan Lan, lowered her eyelashes in fear, bit a white mark on her lips, and nodded quickly: "It's a man, but I really don't know him, and I haven't seen him before." His face, he just asked me if I hated that person, and wanted to teach me a way to get revenge."

Xie Mian squatted down and said thoughtfully, "When that person taught you, you never saw his face?"

Zhao Minqi flinched: "No, he is wearing a snow-white dress, like a mourner, half of his face is hidden in the white mist, and half is covered by the high collar of the cloak. I can't see his face, but he should be in poor health. Good and afraid of cold, often cough."

Xie Mian was silent for a while, but Zhao Minqi started talking on her own: "I have no mother since I was a child, and my father spends time playing with women, and other than giving me money, he will only call me a prodigal and cannot inherit his legacy." Family business. After my aunt came, I realized what family affection is. She is like my own mother. She would buy me clothes and call to ask if it was cold outside. She also said that she would come to me after applying for the same school because of Bao Haowen, she died! She is still so young..."

"That man said that hate is the most beautiful emotion in this world. He tore those people into pieces with his own hands, including their souls..." The more she spoke, the more excited she became, her chest was heaving violently, she wished she could get up and tear Xie Mian into pieces together He said: "In the dormitory, they are all on summer vacation. I just plan to pick her up when I return to China. If it weren't for... I don't even know that she has died in the dormitory for almost three days. Her small body is lying on a dry bed. In the blood, the corpses stink. So I entrusted someone to enter the school as a freshman this year."

"Bian Ming and Zhao Bin don't know her, why did you find them?"

"Every one of them is a scumbag, they deserve to die!" Zhao Minqi gritted her teeth fiercely, clasping her fingers tightly together, with strong hatred bursting out from her eyes, "I saw them hurt one after another with my own eyes. Their women, just like Xiao Yu, have their true hearts trampled on by them, and they don't even know they're stepping on other people's wounds."

"You think you are the judge, don't you?" Xie Mian interrupted her.

"Don't they deserve to die! Yes, the law can't punish them, and morality can't condemn them. What about my sister, my sister's life is just gone, isn't she pitiful?"

Under Zhao Minqi's stern questioning, Xie Mian was silent for a while, and did not immediately answer the question.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth: "You ended his life. Apart from making the people around him suffer, you didn't comfort the original victim, and you didn't give the victim innocence. You just borrowed Lu Tingyu to satisfy his desire to kill."

She turned her eyes away and looked in another direction bitterly, still immersed in her own resentment.

"No matter what the reason, you can't take other people's life without permission!" Xie Mian let out a low breath, looked at the floor and said in a low voice, "Killing is killing, no matter what your excuse is, when a person comes to this world, As he himself, he can only live once, and when he dies, he disappears forever, and he can never start again."

Her resentment and resentment almost broke through her slender body, but Xie Mian's low words seemed to suddenly pierce her fragile disguise, and easily lifted her soul out and spread it out in the sunlight.

"Your lifespan has come to an end, go to the underworld." Fan Lan stepped forward, stretched out her hands from her sleeves and put them on the top of her hair weakly, there was a trace of unrecognizable pity in her eyes, and then she left There was a small cluster of flame-like light above her head.

Xie Mian and Fan Lan went out, although it was afternoon, but the sun was still scorching hot, a sultry wind wrapped in the sun was blowing towards his face, he couldn't help raising his head, and looked behind him.

Because of one life, so many people are involved in the butterfly effect, no one can tell whether it is right or wrong, is Lu Tingyu poor, poor, should Bao Haowen die, maybe.

"Do you think I'm a bad guy?" Xie Mian said suddenly.

Fan Lan paused.

"I just think that human life is precious."

Xie Mian looked down at her toes, and murmured, "Such a self-righteous killing doesn't make them realize the crime, so what's the point?"

Fan Lan was silent for a while, then turned her head after a while, tilted her head and chuckled, "No."

"Ok?"

"Everyone has his reasons for existence. No one can easily deprive others of their lives, not even the King of Hades or the King of Ghosts, let alone mortals." Fan Lan raised his eyes, looked at the sky with unclear meaning, then lowered his eyes to look at Xie Mian , lightly said: "If you go against the law, you will taste the consequences."

"What's more..."

"Ok?"

"Our little Hades is a very good person." Fan Lan turned around and smiled softly. Behind him was the soft and bright sunset. Hair and clothes.

Xie Mian's face became hot, and she coughed lightly involuntarily: "No, no."

**

July and a half, before the gate of hell opens.

Standing behind the counter, Bai Qi carefully calculated the case in the first half of the year, and couldn't help but frowned when she smelled the almost cloying sweet fragrance, "When are you leaving?"

Fan Lan didn't stop pouring the sugar, and said without raising her head, "Where are you going?"

Bai Qi took a deep breath: "Xiao Shan took out a case from the mailbox in the morning. Shanjiang City couldn't solve it and transferred it to our side. Mingqiu went back to the underworld to see the eighth master. Xiao Shan went to the heaven to get the file. It's just you and Mu Yao, if you don't go, why don't you let her take Xie Mian?"

After Fan Lan finished pouring the sugar, he hooked his fingers to one side, and Bai Qi took the enamel spoon and threw it into his cup, suppressing his temper: "Can you work hard, Ba Ye..."

"Xiaoqi."

"What?"

Fan Lan raised two cups full of milk tea, handed him one, and seriously suggested: "We compete, whoever can drink it within three seconds doesn't have to go."