Changsheng coffin shop

Fan Lan put the petals into Xie Mian's pocket together with the wordless ghost book, but Xie Mian didn't stand up, but started to ask, "If this descendant is caught, who will deal with it?"

Bai Qi was taken aback, probably because he didn't expect him to ask this question. After a short pause, he began to explain.

Before he could speak, Xie Mian saw Fan Lan frown.

"When heaven and earth first opened, the world was in chaos. Master Zhanyu created the Three Realms and took charge of the eighteen hells of the Nether Underworld. Anyone who transforms into humans, gods and ghosts by life and death must be handed over to him for review before he can implement it."

"Wait." Xie Mianzai stroked it carefully several times, a little surprised: "You mean, the underworld centralized system? Whether a person becomes a fairy, goes to hell, or is reincarnated, what is the reincarnation, not by the heavens, but by the heavens. It's all decided by the underworld, or by Zhan Yu...uh, Master Zhan Yu alone?"

Bai Qi nodded: "It's not all. Lord Zhanyu once set up 72 divisions, which were responsible for arresting and chasing ghosts, and shutting down the functions of ghosts. If there are relatives of Yang Division who redeem ghosts from the underworld, it is up to Emperor Fengdu to decide." Forgive me, send ghosts to be refined and ascended to heaven."

"Oh, I know this. Three thousand miles away, the east gate of its branches is called the ghost gate, and the place where all ghosts come and go is called the road of the underworld, right." It is clearly written in the Shan Hai Jing.

Bai Qi nodded, thinking that her expressive ability is really good.

"Well, although Master Zhanyu is gone now, our shop is directly under the jurisdiction of the Eighth Lord, just like the judge Meng Po Ye Youshen. It does not go through the 72nd Division, and does not have to explain to Shidian Yanluo and Wufang Ghost Emperor. It has the right to execute independently. "

Xie Mian was silent, finally got to the point, and he finally understood why Fan Lan couldn't help frowning when he heard that Bai Qi wanted to speak.

This Bai Qi is really too long-winded.

But, isn't this right a little bit bigger?

Xie Mian thought for a while, then raised her hand: "Then who is Master Ba?"

As soon as Bai Qi was about to speak, Fan Lan suddenly stood up, interrupted him, turned sideways and smiled back from his shoulder: "Xiao Qi said that Zhan Yu Fengdu and Wufang have nothing to do with you, and arrest is also a ghost. It doesn’t need you, if you catch the ghost, you can chop it up, or send Ming Qiu back to the underworld for trial, it depends on your mood.”

Xie Mian said: "...This is too capricious, what if I slipped my hand one day when I was in a bad mood."

Fan Lan paused and laughed softly: "Yes, it's too capricious."

Zhao Bin called and said that Bian Ming had come out of the operating room. Although the operation was barely successful, his body was still covered with tubes and various instruments piled up in a room, but he couldn't find out what the problem was.

Although Xie Mian doesn't know much about it, he also knows about things like lowering the head. Medical equipment should not be able to detect anything.

"What is this petal?"

Fan Lan tilted her head: "A Bana flower grows deep in the center of the earth."

Xie Mian was taken aback, everyone said that the flowers of the other bank are blooming but not leaves, how come there are still flowers and leaves growing together?

"Ba Ye raised it with the remnant soul." Fan Lan paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "It's just a small thing."

When Xie Mian heard this, she also sighed sadly: "When will I see Master Ba..."

Fan Lan glanced at him lightly: "You want to see him so much?"

Xie Mian nodded: "Yes."

How can he find his parents if he doesn't see Ba ​​Ye.

It was already midnight when the two of them arrived at the hospital, and the hospital was quiet, as if there was not even a bit of popularity left.

Xie Mian shivered for no reason.

He took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Bin, but no one answered after ringing for a long time, so the two went directly to the ward.

Zhao Bin had sent a text message before, saying that he lived in the ward with the second door on the left of the elevator, Xie Mian got the ward number right, and knocked on the door after confirming it was correct.

Soon someone answered the door, it was Bian's mother.

Bian's father gave Bian Ming a blood transfusion and lay weak on the hospital bed. Bian's mother's eyes were red, obviously she had just cried. Seeing them coming, she forced a smile: "Come in."

Xie Mian is not very good at comforting people, but said in a low voice: "Auntie, don't worry, Bian Ming will be fine."

When Bian's mother heard this, she burst into tears: "Why is it all right? He looks like this... Do you think he is possessed by an evil spirit? Someone poisoned my child! I want to call the police! I want to call the police !"

Xie Mian let her pinch her arm, watched her slap in pain, and understood her mood.

He didn't know how to explain it, so he could only comfort her vaguely: "No, Bian Ming is just in a bad mood recently and can't think about it for a while, Auntie, don't worry."

Fan Lan raised her eyes slightly, not impatient, but she didn't seem to care too much.

He reached out and took out the petal from Xie Mian's pocket, and with a flick of two fingers, it flew into Bian Ming's heart.

Immediately, the value on the instrument gradually tended to the normal value, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

I don't know if it's Xie Mian's illusion, but I always feel that his withered and thin arms suddenly recovered a little flesh, and his face also turned a little red.

Mother Bian rushed over to look at her son when she heard the sound, but she couldn't understand it and rang the nurse's bell again.

Xie Mian heaved a sigh of relief, pinching Fan Lan's fingers a little bit, but still gave him a hard laugh.

There was a faint dimple on the corner of his mouth, Fan Lan looked away coldly at Bian Ming who was on the hospital bed, turned around and left without saying a word.

Xie Mian said goodbye to Bian's mother, saying that he would come to see them tomorrow, and then quickly caught up with Fan Lan.

Although Bian Ming was saved, the person outside who lowered his head was still there, and the danger was still hanging there. Xie Mian couldn't really relax, let alone Zhao Bin!

Thinking of him, Xie Mian immediately took out her cell phone and called him again, the other end quickly picked up after ringing a few times: "Hello."

"How are you?" Xie Mian asked.

"Ah, after I entered the operating room, the nurse said that there was no need for blood transfusions. I saw that Bian Ming's parents were there, and it was not very convenient for me to be there, so I came back first. The phone ran out of battery just now. When are you coming back?"

Xie Mian glanced at Fan Lan next to her, bit her lower lip, and pulled off his sleeve in embarrassment: "Fan Lan, are you going to my dormitory?"