Changsheng coffin shop

Fan Lan smiled, "Nuwa and we are not a family. When the underworld was first established, Nuwa saw that human beings suffer from reincarnation, and wanted everyone to have a long life. When she saw eighteen When I was in hell, my kind thoughts came out again, and I was reluctant to let the child I created suffer like this.”

Xie Mian opened her mouth and said in a low voice, "Don't do it, if you don't suffer a bit after you did evil in life, wouldn't that be a pleasure."

Fan Lan nodded: "Yes."

Xie Mian thought for a while, since Nuwa is so kind, why did she raise this harmful bird again? Could it be revenge for the underworld?

Fan Lan shook her head and said no, "Nuwa herself is not absolutely benevolent. She forcibly drew out her hostility and sealed it. This bird was originally an auspicious bird. After she died, she accidentally broke in and absorbed it. This hostility turned into a bird of speech."

Xie Mian held her chin, thought for a while and said gently, "Nuwa Empress is quite hostile."

Fan Lan smiled, but didn't comment on the deceased anymore. She looked sideways at the still young and immature face in front of her, and said in her heart: You think everyone is like you, with a demon body and a Buddha bone, to save all living beings.

Xiao Shan came over at some point, crawled on the counter, picked up a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth with a whimper: "It's so sweet."

Fan Lan glanced at him, little brat, wouldn't it be sweet to grow in the heart of the earth?

Xie Mian took out a wet tissue and gave it to him: "Wipe your hands before eating."

Xiao Shan finished wiping his hands carefully with a groan, and sat cross-legged on the counter holding the strawberry bowl and started eating.

"Then Qiye is in danger?" Xie Mian asked.

Fan Lan frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly took a picture of Xiao Shan who was eating strawberries happily, blinked and smiled, Xie Mian suddenly had a bad feeling.

With half a strawberry left in Xiao Shan's mouth, he opened his mouth wide and looked at the two of them back and forth: "Huh?"

"Do you want to visit your little brother's room?"

Xiao Shan was at a loss for a second, quickly swallowed the strawberry, and nodded frantically.

Xie Mian said hello twice, quickly stopped the two primary school students, and grabbed one of them with one hand: "This is not good, no one is allowed to go."

Fan Lan turned her head and said, "If you don't use his personal belongings to empathize with him, you won't be able to find him. The spirit of speech in him is a dead spirit."

"Necro?"

Fan Lan nodded.

"You mean, Bai Qi is now a ghost who has a contract with the coffin. If he dies, he will be...spirited away?"

Fan Lan nodded again.

"Walk."

Fan Lan was startled: "Where are you going?"

"Qiye's room!" Xie Mian couldn't help but walk around the counter and head for the stairs at the back. Do you want privacy or death?

Is not this nonsensical!

Fan Lan quietly clapped hands with Xiao Shan from behind, Xie Mian turned around when he heard the voice, the two stood straight and looked back at him.

"What are you doing?"

Both of them had exactly the same expression on my face that I didn't do anything, "Nothing."

"No, hurry up!"

**

When the three of them came out of Bai Qi's room, Xiao Shan had already passed out, and being carried out by Fan Lan, the memory in Bai Qi's heart was so deep that he was stunned.

Fortunately, finding out Bai Qi's location is still a little progress, otherwise Xiao Shan would be dizzy.

Xie Mian has been thinking, Bai Qi has always been gentle and kind on the surface and seems to have no temper, except for being crushed by Fan Lan, he has always been a very rational person, why does he have such a heavy memory in his heart.

Xie Mian tilted her head, and the man next to her immediately said, "I don't know."

"What do you know, Lord Qi was brought into the underworld by you and personally asked him to build a coffin shop, why don't you know anything." Xie Mian felt that he was fooling himself.

"When I found him, he was committing suicide." Fan Lan had a flash of inspiration: "I know where to find him."

The two went downstairs one after another. Fan Lan put Xiao Shan back on the bed in his own room, shook Xie Mian's wrist, and pulled towards her.

Xie Mian stood up straight dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a pitch-black place.

Look up, there are stars all over the sky.

Bow your head, there is an abyss.

No one can be seen on the cliff at night, under the moonlight and starlight, the winding mountain road is like a entrenched dragon quietly dormant.

The slight mountain wind blows over, bringing a chill, making people shiver uncontrollably, Xie Mian suddenly reacted to this coldness, and so on.

"It wasn't daytime just now, why is it dark now? And it's so cold~" Xie Mian was afraid of the cold, so he rubbed his hands together and took a deep breath to cover his ears.

"We are in Xiaoqi's memory." After a pause, he was in a rare sweat: "It's too early, he should only be nine years old now."

"...Then what, what should I do...Ah Choo." Xie Mian rubbed her nose, trembling even more.

"Wait for a while, a few minutes will be enough." Fan Lan took off her long gown, and put it on behind him, as if she was holding him in her arms as she approached.

Xie Mian hugged the gown and felt instantly warmer, it was better than heating, so she blurted out and asked, "Can you give me this clothes?"

Fan Lan was startled: "What do you want it for?"

Xie Mian knew that he was thinking wrong when he heard it, and was afraid that he would think of himself as a pervert, so he hurriedly explained: "It's so warm, it won't be cold if you wear it in winter."

"..." Fan Lan nodded helplessly, "Here you are."

He has been wearing this long gown all the time, except that he changed his shirt last time. It turned out that he was wearing a cross-neck shirt inside the long gown, with several layers on top of each other.

Xie Mian stretched his gloves into the sleeves, and found that they were a little long and rolled up a few times, but when he looked down, the hem was also a little long, almost mopping the floor.

Is there such a big difference in height between him and Fan Lan?

"Are you cold?"

"not cold."

Fan Lan raised his hand to straighten his collar. Because of the close proximity, his long hair was draped on his wrist. It was icy cold, but his breathing was so hot that his whole body was going to burn.

Can't help but move.

Fan Lan patted him casually: "Be good, don't move."

"Oh." Xie Mian looked at the overlapping neckline in front of him, and couldn't help but think about his impulsive kiss that day, and his unintentional tenderness at ordinary times. He always felt that Fan Lan liked him.

Although there are non-emotional appointments/guns, a kiss can't explain anything, but Xie Mian feels that Fan Lan must have a hard time, otherwise he wouldn't keep emphasizing that he is not a good person.

He is the eighth master of the underworld, and he is just a mortal who happens to be able to see ghosts.He has gone through thousands of sails, and he is a fledgling.

There was a huge gap between the two of them, and if he really wanted to reject himself, there were some reasons and some methods.

"You also want clothes. Do you want any more fun in the future? If you enter the center of the earth, there will be more fun there, and you will probably be dazzled." Fan Lan chuckled lightly, her chest trembling slightly and sent it very close to Xie Mian's ear.

"Next time I go back, I'll bring you a talking mushroom and a singing stone, would you like it?"

The cool voice pressed against his cochlea, flowing all the way to the apex of his heart, the obviously cold voice seemed to be so hot that he couldn't breathe, and he swallowed dryly.

"Fan Lan."

Xie Mian raised her head.

"Huh?" Fan Lan straightened his collar, and with a wave of his hand, the long gown was a few inches shorter, making it the right length for him to wear.

Xie Mian held his wrist, wondering if she was confused by his tenderness, she blurted out and asked, "Do you like me?"

Fan Lan froze, her gaze gradually moved down to look at her grasped wrist, then she raised her head to look at Xie Mian, without answering for a long while.

Xie Mian wanted to slap herself, bit the tip of her tongue and began to regret, why did she act so hastily, what if she scared him away.

It's not that I can't be by his side now, I have to force him to answer, just like a child who is worried about gains and losses.

Don't you know that the water flows forever!

"What I mean is, do you dislike me? It's the kind of...I'm talking to you and you're annoying or not." Xie Mian explained incoherently, desperately trying to get that sentence back.

But the words have already been exported, no matter how round it is, it is a waste of mud, and the more it is repaired, the more ugly it becomes, and it cannot be made into good-looking ceramics.

"Well, in fact, I have never liked anyone else. I don't know how to say it. What I mean is that I really like working with you on a case. When I want to wake up, I will see you at the coffin shop. When I look up behind the counter I can see you, we... and Qiye Mingqiu Muyao Xiaoshan, we are always together."

Xie Mian was in a mess and didn't know what he was talking about. In the end, he broke the can and broke the jar, and turned out all the words in his heart.

"If you don't like it, I will restrain myself a little bit. My self-control is not bad. Don't look at me as a young man, but I'm actually not very..."

"Thank you Mian."

Xie Mian was taken aback.

Fan Lan raised his head and closed his eyes. Facing this person who showed his sincerity to him again and again, he really couldn't keep him away from him thousands of miles away.

In his heart, he had extremely repressed feelings for Xie Mian, but he was trying his best to restrain himself, once a small hole was opened, it would overflow and he could no longer deal with it.

"I'm not worthy of your liking." Fan Lan said.

Xie Mian raised her hand, gently held his wrist, and asked without answering, "Then am I worthy of your liking?"

This time it was Fan Lan who froze in place, as if he didn't realize how to respond to the words for a while, and looked into his eyes fixedly, where there was his own reflection and extremely restrained eyes.

"You deserve better people to like you."

Xie Mian also raised her head, pretending to be relaxed and said, "I have the best person in my heart, do you think he will like me in the future?"

Fan Lan paused and said, "Yes."

Xie Mian narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Ba Ye has always said what he said, so he won't go back on his word."

Fan Lan was startled, and immediately recalled what he said just now, um...was he just being tricked?

He thought that this person would be knowledgeable and interesting, but he didn't expect that the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became. He rubbed his wrist with a helpless smile: "If you fail to learn, even I dare to plot."

Xie Mian blinked, imitating his usual expression of "I'm not, I'm not, I'm not doing anything," rolled her eyes and smiled: "Necessary means."

That's it.

He calculated others for his whole life, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of the same person twice, this is probably his fate, he is destined to be defeated in Xie Mian's place.

The sincerity is also delivered, and the life is also delivered.

"Little Hades."

"Huh?" Xie Mian hugged his waist with a smile, and when she looked up, she suddenly saw something flashing past on the mountain wall: "Look at that, is it Qiye!"