Changsheng coffin shop

Fan Lan glanced over, let go of Xie Mian's wrist, reached into his pocket with her fingertips, and took out something.

Holding the wordless ghost book between two slender fingers, he flicked his backhand, and the fluffy piece of wood fell to the ground and turned into an extremely heavy door, shaking the ground trembling a few times.

Forcibly blocked the tail outside.

Xie Mian gasped in shock, the oil lamp was blown out by the wind, and only a faint figure could be seen in the pitch black.

The entire stone room was filled with the stench of corruption and the smell of foxes, which was almost suffocating. He also smelled a faint fragrance from Fan Lan's body, like the kind of ice and snow quenched, the ultimate cold fragrance.

The tail outside was still slamming fiercely, turning itself into a tornado, and the eight pillars were all shattered in the engulfed place, and the entire dome was crumbling, but the wordless ghost book remained motionless.

Xie Mian held her breath and asked loudly, "Is this tail an illusion left by that fox demon?"

Fan Lan picked out the main points from his wind-shattered voice, but asked instead, "Little Hades is so smart, what else can he think of?"

Xie Mian frowned and thought about it. Something was almost ready to come out, but he couldn't think of anything, so he shook his head, "I always feel that this place is not right, so..."

Before he finished speaking, something suddenly floated out of his arms, it was a fiery red light.

"Jiang Zhu!"

Jiang Zhu didn't have a contract with the coffin shop, so he would be lost in the past!

Without even thinking about it, Xie Mian stretched out her hand, only had time to grab a bit of the tail, and bumped into the wordless ghost book hard, causing her fingers to tremble in pain.

The moment Jiang Zhu passed, she cried out in pain.

"Fan Lan!" Xie Mian felt someone grab his wrist in an instant, and struggled a few times without breaking free: "Let go. Jiang Zhu..."

"No wonder I would rather go against my will and follow you after hiding. It turns out there is a reason."

"What do you mean?"

Fan Lan took Xie Mian's hand and rubbed it gently twice, the burning pain eased a lot.

"It means that Jiang Zhu and this fox demon are of the same clan."

Xie Mian was taken aback, forgot to resist and let him squeeze his hands, looking surprised: "Is Jiang Zhu and this fox demon in the same group?"

The first time he saw Jiang Zhu was in Bao Haowen's dormitory, at that time he thought Jiang Zhu was just an uncivilized little fox, but he didn't expect that it was Qingqiu!

"No, isn't Jiang Zhu always by your side!"

"Well, when I met Jiang Zhu, she was still young." Fan Lan rubbed his wrist, and tugged at the red line on his palm.

Xie Mian couldn't help moving her wrist: "Itches, what else?"

Fan Lan pinched: "Don't move, I poured ghost power into the wordless ghost book. Fortunately, you are slow, and if you hurry up, your hand will be useless."

"..." Xie Mian pursed her lower lip. In fact, the itching was partly due to itching, and partly because he was grabbing her hand and rubbing her wrist. She always felt a little weak in her legs.

"I'll do it myself." Xie Mian twitched her hand, Fan Lan rolled her eyelids, and said without letting go, "It's the first time for the two of them to go to the human world, and they met a celestial master who wanted to take them in. Jiang Zhu was on the verge of death, The other little fox is missing."

"Then they sneaked out, didn't Tu Shan send someone to look for it?" Xie Mian was interrupted by him, and immediately drew his attention to him, letting him rub his wrist.

"I've looked for it, Jiang Zhu's life was renewed by me, and the other little fox is dead."

Xie Mian was surprised again: "Both the body and spirit are gone, isn't it the nine-tailed fox, each tail is a life?"

Fan Lan hummed: "But he died in an instant, and he didn't have a soul to return to the underworld." As he spoke, he took out a wordless ghost book from Xie Mian's pocket, swiped at it, and put his fingertips together. A little bit.

Xie Mian was fascinated by the wordless ghost book, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Fan Lan also said: "They treat the defected races cruelly. Once they are caught back, they will be sentenced to death. They will be roasted by the sky fire for 49 days, and their souls will be imprisoned in the soul-gathering wood forever."

"Is that the Soul Gathering Wood at the second door?" Xie Mian asked.

"Well, the meaning of Gathering Soul Wood is to gather souls, whether they are ghosts or souls, as long as they get close, they will be sucked in and then swallowed up. It is also a special method used by the Tu Shan family to punish defectors." Fan Lan thought After thinking about it, he said: "The Tu Shan family is different from others, they believe that only the purest of their own family, even if their souls are swallowed, they cannot enter reincarnation."

Xie Mian is a very smart person. After Fan Lan mentioned it, he quickly understood and followed his train of thought: "You mean, Jiang Zhu and this little fox may have escaped because of resistance. A soul-gathering tree, that little fox probably got into the soul-gathering tree when he was dying."

Fan Lan originally wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped, looked sideways at Xie Mian, and deliberately guided him, "There is more."

Xie Mian pondered for a while, then said: "The soul-gathering wood he brought back then should not be big, so when he went in, he absorbed those remnants of souls instead, and changed their souls through this, avoiding Tu Shan's pursuit. "

After Xie Mian finished speaking, she found that Fan Lan was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, and she was a little ignorant: "Why, what's the matter, am I wrong?"

Fan Lan smiled: "No, my little Hades is so smart."

"No, no, no..." Xie Mian coughed lightly, and said again: "The merits he cultivated in the Soul Gathering Tree should not be recognized by the underworld and the heavens, so it doesn't matter to him to harm others recklessly, just I don't understand, even if he changed his soul, it stands to reason that such a big movement should have alarmed Ba Ye in the underworld."

Fan Lan was silent, then raised her head: "During that time, something happened to Eighth Master, and there was an earthquake in the underworld, so a corner of the book of life and death was missing."

Xie Mian didn't understand this, but felt that it was a bit beyond common sense, and subconsciously asked, "Can earthquakes happen in hell?"

I don't know how long it took before Fan Lan raised his head again, and he didn't know what emotion was in his eyes, "Well, from the establishment of Jifu to now, there have been two earthquakes, and the first time was when Zhan Yu was sleeping. It must have been 10,000+ years."

A picture flashed through Xie Mian's mind quickly, and when he wanted to capture it, it suddenly disappeared, he closed his eyes and shook his head but couldn't remember it.

As if in a previous life.

"Little Hades."

"Ok?"

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Fan Lan smiled slightly: "I just feel that you seem to have grown up a lot compared to when you first arrived at the coffin shop. You really have the meaning of a little Hades."

Xie Mian always felt that these words sounded unpleasant, so she subconsciously grabbed his wrist, trembling from the cold but did not let go, tightening her five fingers forcefully, with great strength, pinching Fan Lan's brows together. .

"Oh, it's too tight." Fan Lan turned her head with a smile, and asked Xie Mian's face half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Little Hades, do you like me?"

Xie Mian seemed to be scalded, she let go of her fingers instantly, and stammered back a few steps: "No no no no!"

Fan Lan leaned close, her upper body was almost touching his chest, Xie Mian didn't have his good waist, so she always felt that her waist was almost bent in half.

"Really?" Fan Lan lowered her eyebrows in disappointment.

Xie Mian bit her lower lip, clenched her fingers as if she had made great determination, and then pressed his arm. Just as she was about to speak, Fan Lan sighed: "It's a pity, I'm so pretty."

"...Let's go find Jiang Zhu."

Xie Mian turned away, quickly walked around him and walked forward. Fan Lan looked at the palm of her hand, closed her eyes gently, and frowned tightly, as if she was filled with some unfathomable emotions.

Since Xie Mian entered the coffin shop, he has been guiding him to grow intentionally or unintentionally. On the one hand, he hoped that Xie Mian would grow up quickly and truly take over the burden, but on the other hand, he was selfish and hoped that he would grow up slowly.

Fan Lan shook her fingers loosely, not letting herself indulge for too long, her eyes returned to their usual look in a blink of an eye, with a faint smile on her brows, she followed Xie Mian's footsteps.

If he wants to take that road in the end, he can't make Xie Mian suffer again. He died once, so he doesn't have to suffer again.

**

Ke Yan stood on the side looking at this and then at that, completely unable to understand what the two were talking about, and was almost stunned when he suddenly heard Fan Lan brazenly boasting about himself.

Can people be so shameless?

Just as he was feeling emotional, he saw the two of them leaving, and hurriedly chased after him. He lost his lighter somewhere, so he simply took out his phone from his pocket to light it up.

This is the third level. If you count the eighteen levels of hell outside, there are still fifteen levels below.

Ke Yan didn't dare to walk in the back, and he didn't dare to walk in the front, so he followed Xie Mian side by side, beat his feet hard on the narrow stairs, and finally hit the iron feet protruding from the side.

Xie Mian hissed and endured it.

There seemed to be a hole on the fourth floor. It was too high to see if it was a window. There was broken moonlight coming in, casting a few sparse shadows. Xie Mian looked down, and the floor turned from the pitch black of the bottom three floors to Red like blood.

It was not very uniform, and he suddenly felt like it was scattered blooming Bana flowers.

"It's too dark, I can't see anything." Ke Yan complained softly.

Xie Mian looked at this floor carefully. It looked different from the stone room on the third floor. It was a bit like dilapidated and decayed wood. The window frames and door frames were all falling off, like a precarious ant nest.

"What else do you want to see." Xie Mian was also troubled by him, so he approached him with a smile and said, "The tail that came out just now wasn't exciting enough, how about I give you a head this time?"

Ke Yan always felt that Fan Lan was scary, and Xie Mian looked very gentle, but he didn't expect him to be so scary. He shivered in fright from his soft voice: "Stop talking."

Xie Mian took another step forward, and said with a smile, "That head has a big bloody mouth, its teeth are a foot long, and there are long barbs on its tongue, it will melt your bones and flesh after licking you."

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." Ke Yan hugged his head and shrank on the ground in fright, and turned his phone to a small wooden table in the corner inadvertently, with a small memorial tablet on it.

——The Spirit of Taoist Master Liu Zhiyuan.