Fast Travel: My villain must be blackened

Hua Ling went back to her residence and opened the life book to read some details. The fire and rat poison that Ming Chen set off left no one in the village spared, and all died miserably.

It was for this reason that he was burdened with such a strong killing spirit, but he was not directly thrown into Wangchuan, probably because he was still a child at the time, and he was also a victim.

But even so, among those who died were babies who were born soon, and those people were also innocent.

So he also has to pay the price for his actions, that is, he can live a more stable life only after he can't die well and eliminate the evil spirit and killing spirit in his body.

Hua Ling thought that he refused to leave here because he didn't let go of the hatred in his heart. Now that he said it, he should be relieved, and he would probably leave here.

But Hua Ling didn't expect to hear the sound of the flute the next day, walking along the sound of the flute, he saw Ming Chen, standing there playing the flute and seeing Hua Ling coming over, there was a warm smile in his eyes.

Such a sharp look and such a gentle expression are quite interesting.

Hua Ling chuckled, "You haven't left yet?"

Ming Chen put down his flute and looked at Hua Ling, "I don't want to leave."

"You're quite bold as a child, and you're not afraid at all." Hua Ling looked at him for a while and didn't think about continuing to persuade him, "It's up to you, you have been here for ten years, and you will have to wait a little longer. Dissipated, good for yourself."

After Hua Ling finished speaking, she was about to turn around and leave, just as if she saw something interesting and didn't take it too seriously.

But Mingchen trotted after him, "Thank you for giving me a name, I, can I know your name?"

Hua Ling smiled and took a panoramic view of his expression. Under his expectant gaze, Hua Ling opened her lips and teeth lightly, "I can't."

Ming Chen wanted to say something, but the person disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he whispered annoyedly, "I've been here for ten years, it's not too young."

Later, Hua Ling didn't go outside even after hearing the sound of the flute, until he appeared outside the gate of her palace.

Hua Ling was really confused, "How do you know?"

"I chatted with some people who were in charge of affairs, and they told me that the judge here has a pair of beautiful fox eyes, noble and indifferent, and rejects people thousands of miles away. I didn't believe it when I heard these descriptions, but I didn't expect it to be true. "

"The judge of Gaoling Flower, Hua Ling."

There was still a child's sly look in his eyes, and his tone was ridiculed.

Hua Ling didn't panic at all, she said coldly with a straight face: "If you dare to speak nonsense, I will throw you to Wangchuan."

"You won't." Ming Chen smiled without any threat, "You all have your own responsibilities and you must obey them, otherwise you will be punished. You don't seem to be acting recklessly."

Hua Ling snorted, guessing he had some good eyesight.

and so.

"What are you here for?"

"I can be your ghost attendant!" Ming Chen said without any hesitation, his eyes sparkled, and he thought he had inquired about it.

Hua Ling let out a speechless laugh and closed the door with a bang.

What kind of ghost servant is she, in the eyes of others, she is a loner with a cold temper, how can she keep a ghost servant!Besides, how this child could stay here for a long time without paying off his crimes is really whimsical.

Ming Chen, who was locked outside the door, also figured it out after a while, holding the flute in his hand, lowering his eyes and smiling lowly.

What kind of cold judge, obviously, is very cute.

Mingchen raised his eyelids and stared deeply at the door. He guessed it when he knew she was the judge. She probably came to talk to him because she was curious about why he didn't want to leave. Dizi or her name, to her It's very simple.

But ah...

His heart is really warm.

This feeling is different from what his brother gave him.

Hua Ling didn't agree to Ming Chen and didn't mention it again, but he always appeared in front of Hua Ling in different ways. In order to maintain her image, Hua Ling often didn't even give him a look.

Seeing this scene, the ghost guards murmured about Ming Chen's overreaching, he was the best-looking and coldest judge in their underworld, how could they even look down on a ghost.

But Ming Chen was really persistent.

He chased after Hua Ling for 30 years, Hua Ling ignored him in front of others, but went to see him in private.

The two of them stood by the bank of the Wangchuan River and looked at the stars in the night.

"A Ling, the night is really good tonight."

Hua Ling showed no expression, the sky in the underworld has always been like this, and nothing has changed at all.

Hua Ling looked at him, his soul was getting weaker and weaker, and he could hardly hold the flute in his hand.

Seeing that he would relieve her boredom by chasing her, Hua Ling persuaded: "You should go to reincarnation, if you don't go, you will really disappear."

Ming Chen squeezed the flute tightly and remained silent.

Hua Ling continued: "Do you still remember that person's last wish for you? It's not what he wants to see you disappear here completely."

Ming Chen showed hesitation and confusion.

Yes, my brother told him to be fine at that time.

It's just...he really couldn't calm down. He saw his brother die tragically and his mind collapsed, and then he did that, but now he doesn't think he did anything wrong.

Hua Ling was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

After a long time, Ming Chen said softly, "Even if I go, I won't end well, so what's the use of it?"

Hua Ling raised her finger and nodded between his eyebrows.

"You have too much evil spirit and killing spirit, there is no way. The only thing that can offset these is that you need to continue to do good deeds. Doing good deeds can accumulate merit, and maybe one day you can really become a member of the underworld. "

Ming Chen's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"real."

"But according to your estimation, it will take a long time. If you kill too much, you will suffer a lot accordingly."

Ming Chen nodded.

He lightly rubbed the flute in his hand, tracing the word "Chen" over and over again, before raising his head and smiling, "Then let me play another song for Ah Ling before I leave. I learned it from a flute master two days ago." Don't worry, I didn't let him touch the flute."

Hua Ling didn't care about touching the flute or not, but she was still a little happy to hear his explanation.

"You haven't been idle, you have learned a lot?"

Ming Chen did not deny it.

He started to play, and it was indeed much more artistic than his random blows before, but Hua Ling just thought it sounded good, as for the emotions conveyed...

She thought for a long time before finding a suitable word.

reluctant.

At the end of the song, Hua Ling nodded and left.

She was dressed in cold plain white clothes, her skirt was rippling in circles, her black hair was like ink, she was clearly close at hand but seemed far away, Ming Chen clenched his hands to restrain his emotions.

"Aling!"

Hua Ling looked back, her eyes were light, "There are no rules."

"Go, remember to do more good deeds and be a good person."

"Okay!" He folded his hands over his heart, "I'll remember that."