Changsheng coffin shop

Bai Qi and Fan Lan couldn't communicate, so they turned their heads to look at Xie Mian, but this person only cared about wrapping his hand with that unreliable thing.

"Baye hasn't heard from Ba Ye for a long time. Since you left, I haven't given any instructions. In a few days, I will go back to the boundary to have a look. Mu Yao and Ming Qiu are staying in the coffin shop. You should pay more attention. Some."

"Where's Yu Wanzhao?" Fan Lan asked.

Bai Qi paused, frowned tightly and said: "I haven't come back until now, and I went to the underworld this time for this matter. It is reasonable for him to not be able to solve even one case by now. I I can't contact him with the wordless ghost book, and no one answers the phone. Even Xiao Shan's empathy can't help, I don't know if something happened, you guys try to contact him."

Fan Lan rarely showed a more serious expression, as if something was about to pop out of his pitch-black eyes, but he didn't say anything, just nodded.

Bai Qi said again: "I heard that you were killed when you met? This person has a strange identity, you must handle it carefully."

Fan Lan groaned, took her hand away from Xie Mian's hand, and went to hold the teacup unconsciously, only remembered that she was "injured" when Xie Mian held her down.

He switched his left hand to hold the cup, took a sip, and then smiled slowly and narrowed his eyes, "Xiao Qi, do you actually care about people other than Ba ​​Ye?"

Bai Qipi chuckled, "I don't care about people other than Baye, I care about people other than you. If you die in the line of duty one day, I will definitely ask the boss to buy a [-]-ring firecracker to celebrate one time."

"..." Fan Lan felt that the tea was not too hot and not sweet, and the tea leaves floating on top were surprisingly bitter, so she stopped drinking after one sip and put it on the table.

"Xiaoqi, there's nothing to say, we're going out for dinner."

Fan Lan said that she was about to turn off the video, Bai Qi hummed, but remembered at the last second: "Wait!"

"Because you interrupted me, I even forgot important things!" Bai Qi rolled her eyes fiercely, and said quickly: "The number of ghosts entering and leaving the ghost gate is decreasing rapidly during this time, I suspect that someone is in the underworld. Kill ghosts with the world."

Fan Lan snapped her fingers, "Say it again."

"I mean..." As soon as Bai Qi opened his mouth, Fan Lan interrupted him, and said to himself: "The only people who have the authority to kill ghosts on the spot are those who have a contract with the coffin shop. Even Yu Wan There are no photos. Xiao Qi, don't go to the underworld these days, and investigate this matter first."

"Should we investigate this matter? Do you want to tell the heavens first?"

Fan Lan thought for a while and said, "It's good to just say it."

"Do you want me to go there in person? By the way, see if there can be some wind out there."

"Okay, Xiao Shan has a bad temper. I don't trust him in the past. It's you..." Fan Lan stopped talking, paused, and then said, "It's enough for the coffin to be filled with Mingqiu. Send Muyao Go to the country of Qingqiu and find the patriarch of the Tu Shan clan."

Bai Qi frowned: "This case has something to do with Tu Shan?"

No wonder Ba Ye said not to meddle lightly, because he didn't want to tear himself apart with Tu Shan.

Bai Qi said: "Then you should be more careful."

"I know, you go."

"it is good."

Xie Mian felt a little confused when she heard this.

He could understand the conversation between these two people word by word, but he couldn't understand it together.

The things involved are completely beyond the scope of his knowledge.

It wasn't until Bai Qi's voice disappeared for a long time that he realized belatedly: "Who is Shi Xuezhe?"

Fan Lan said, "A traitor."

Xie Mian pursed her lips, raised her head to look at Fan Lan's side face, and asked word by word: "Fan Lan, tell me, is something wrong with the Underworld?"

Fan Lan was stunned, and chuckled softly: "Whatever may happen in the underworld, Ba Ye is in charge there, even if something happens, the coffin shop will not be affected, don't be afraid."

Xie Mian shook his head, he wasn't afraid of this, he just felt flustered.

From the first day he entered the coffin shop, his heart seemed to be hanging on a rope, and there was an abyss underneath.

He is a mortal, and the education he has received in the past ten years is that there are no ghosts in this world, and there are ghosts in his own heart, or he is not afraid of ghosts if he worships God.

But after he entered the coffin shop, all cognitions were subverted.

Every day, he was forcibly fed with all kinds of things that exceeded the load of his brain. Although some of them didn't quite understand, he could feel that there was something wrong with the current hell.

Xie Mian said: "From the first day I entered the coffin shop, Bai Qi told me that only if I took over the identity of the coffin shop owner, could I check my parents' affairs, and later said that I could only go to see them if I accumulated merit points. Eighth Master. It can be seen that Eighth Master should know about this, even if he didn't know, the disappearance of my parents should have something to do with the coffin shop."

Fan Lan still had that half-smile look on his face, Xie Mian felt a little guilty, and his voice was a little softer: "You have tried everything to get me to be the boss of the coffin shop, it must be because of something happened in the underworld, you have to find me It's me, isn't it?"

Fan Lan stopped laughing and asked instead, "Xie Mian, what's the difference between a human and a ghost?"

Xie Mian didn't know why he asked this question, but he still answered seriously: "One lives to death, and the other dies to life, but in the final analysis, the difference between a human and a ghost is whether they can stand in the sun, which is worse than ghosts. People also exist, like you, they are good ghosts."

Fan Lan asked again: "Then what is the meaning of our coffin shop?"

"Whether you live or die, there should be justice."

Fan Lan smiled lightly. In fact, he never told Xie Mian about this, nor did he guide him in this direction.

He can understand so many things himself, even if he is a little afraid of ghosts, he can treat people and ghosts equally in this way.

It seems that no matter how many years have passed, he is still the one who insists that life is precious, anyone can only live once, and he will never come back again after death.

"You can be the boss of the coffin shop because you are suitable, not because we need it."

Fan Lan looked into his eyes, as if trying to see something from inside, and sighed, "You see, you did a good job."

In fact, Xie Mian was not convinced, but he couldn't pick anything out, so he thought about it and asked, "Then why did you come to the coffin shop?"

"Ok?"

"Mu Yao said that no one knew where you came from, and that he brought the wordless ghost book with him. Do you know Ba Ye?"

Fan Lan stood up, the window was not closed tightly, a gust of wind blew in, and his hair was blown up, Xie Mian looked up at his silhouette under the light.

"I used to have a...friend." Fan Lan paused for a while, looked sideways out of the window, and smiled slightly: "He said, if you can't find your way in killing people, try to listen to yourself. heart, he will tell you the answer."

"And then?" Xie Mian asked.

"Later." Fan Lan turned her head, looked at Xie Mian and blinked lightly, "Later he died, I killed him."

Xie Mian didn't react for a while, and wanted to ask again, but Fan Lan had already walked towards him, and stretched out her uninjured left hand: "Are you hungry?"

Xie Mian just wanted to say that he wasn't hungry, but a grunt sounded in response to the occasion, and he wanted to run away from the door in embarrassment.

Fan Lan seemed not to hear, and pulled him up: "Take you to dinner."

**

Xie Mian was walking on the streets of Shanjiang City, surrounded by crowded and noisy people, and the street lamps cast shadows criss-crossing on the ground.

He suddenly remembered that it was Fan Lan who saved him when he was attacked by a shadow.

He always likes to hide his abilities, and he also loves Zangfeng. He can't wait to write all over his face: I am a rookie, I don't know anything, I didn't do it.

This person doesn't know how many things others can't understand, and he doesn't know how much he has experienced, but when he walks, his steps are brisk like a child.

"Xiao Yan Wang, what do you think we are going to eat?" He thought for a while: "Do you think strawberry smoothie is good? It needs to put a lot of sugar, so it should be sweeter."

"Eating this at night will make you feel uncomfortable, change it." Xie Mian remembered what Bai Qi said that he couldn't always spoil him, so he implemented it immediately.

Fan Lan was not unhappy either, it seems that there is still a difference between adults wanting candy and children wanting candy, Fan Lan is an adult, Xie Mian thought, she is not so childish.

"Oh, let's go eat a sugar cake, you will be very happy if you eat sweet ones."

"..."

Xie Mian looked at the shops on both sides of the road, and originally pointed to another one, but turned around and asked him when he spoke, "Have you ever eaten hot pot?"

Fan Lan: "No."

Xie Mian thought, he is not close to the people in the coffin shop, and he has not seen anyone around him for so long, the loneliness of thousands of years has come...

"Let's go eat hot pot." Xie Mian said, "I'll give you a big cup of strawberry ice cream."

Fan Lan's eyes lit up.