every soul loves you

, with loose eyes, listening to the other party's words, but raised his head when he heard a voice that seemed to be there.

Did she read it right?Is there something on the ground?Did you come just now?

Sunny then kept staring at the ground until he hung up the phone.

"En Zhuo, En Zhuo."

"Old... Boss, I'm here." Chi Enzhuo was sitting in the corner with a magazine in front of her. She raised her hand when she heard Sunny's call, indicating that although she has reduced her sense of existence to the greatest extent now Still here.

"Look, is there a black one on the ground...it seems to be a mobile phone?"

Isn't it a mobile phone?

Chi Enzhuo could see clearly that the envoy was 1V1 with the evil spirit, and the evil spirit seemed to say something unbearable to him. Enzhuo noticed that the envoy covered his ears with a painful expression.

She couldn't afford to offend any of these two people, let alone try to persuade them to fight.

If it was a ghost, it would be fine to just pretend not to see it and ignore it, but the Hell Messenger didn't even have the guts to show her face.

Like the ghosts, she is on the "blacklist". The difference is that the ghosts can't control who I am, but Chi Enzhuo is, can't bear it and can't hide from me.

Chi Enzhuo has been hiding in the corner of the fried chicken shop, quietly observing the messenger.

When she saw him calling, she didn't know what the other party said. The messenger seemed to lose the strength to hold the phone. The black phone dropped from his hand and fell to the ground with a thud.

The messenger didn't leave, but he didn't go to pick up the phone either. He just stood in Sunny's direction, as if he was still reacting to something. His eyes seemed to look beyond the boss, and looked into the distance of nothingness.

Today's Hell Envoy feels a little wrong. The arrogance on his body when he came last time can be seen at a glance. Today, although his face is still as white as a ghost, and his lips are still as bright as roses, but the inside of his eyes But it is full of confusion that the messenger of hell should not have.

"Oh...it might have been accidentally dropped by someone." En Zhuo said casually.

Sunny said, "Are you reading a book, I'll go out and have a look."

Ah, that is the messenger of hell, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it is also the messenger of hell. For the safety of the boss, Enzhuo put aside all concerns and rushed to the middle of the door. "Let me go."

As a result, when she ran over to stop Sunny, the messenger disappeared.

Sunny picked up the phone and found that it was still on the call, and the caller displayed "Ghost".

"Ashi?" A male voice came out.

Sunny was even more surprised. There was no one here. Even if someone lost the phone, it shouldn't be because she was on the phone. Could it be that she was so absorbed in talking on the phone that she didn't notice that someone passed by here just now.

She holds the phone to her ear.

"Hello?"

The other party was surprised, "Who are you? Where's the envoy?"

"What is Ashi, the pet's name?"

The man seemed impatient and asked, "Is there anyone around you?"

"Have."

"Let him answer the phone."

Sunny then handed the phone to En Zhuo, "Let you answer the phone." She winked at En Zhuo, indicating, "This person can be teased."

En Zhuo scratched his head in embarrassment, and took the phone.

"Hello……"

"An envoy?"

"No, Agassi... I'm... Chi Enzhuo." The ghost's voice was so recognizable, and Enzhuo had already guessed who the messenger was talking to.

So, within one day, Chi Enzhuo and the ghost met for the second time.

But this time with Sunny.

Eun Tak saw the whole thing and knew that she and the ghost would meet again, but for Sunny and the ghost, they were surprised to see each other again.

The last time they met, it was a ghost looking for the messenger of hell, this time... still.

"What kind of man with red lips and white teeth, all I see is air." Sunny resented the ghost's attitude and deliberately fucked him.

The ghost has nothing to do with Sunny, so he has to pin his hopes on Chi Enzhuo.

Eun Tak avoided the sight of the ghost and stroked his eyebrows.

What are you doing, this is, do you want me to tell the story of the hell messenger in front of the boss sister, Mr. Ghost, please be considerate of me.

But facing the ghost's pressing gaze, Chi Enzhuo still bit the bullet and said, "Boss, I'm thirsty, can you pour me a glass of water?"

Sunny: "Huh?"

Chi Enzhuo's laughter broke unnaturally, "Hey...hehe, forget it if you don't want to."

The ghost added firewood, and added, "Go pour the water."

Sunny shook her head, "The water dispenser is over there, pour it yourself."

"I want the fried chicken today."

"Yeah? Okay, I'll pour water." Sunny smiled, and twisted her waist to pour water.

Chi Enzhuo, "..."

The boss never gets stuck with money, it's a good habit.

But Sunny walked halfway and suddenly yelled, "Ah!"

The ghost frowned, "Why are you yelling?"

Sunny pointed at the ghost, "You...is..." She pointed at En Zhuo again, "Is he the ghost you mentioned?"

At first, Sunny only thought that Enzhuo called him uncle out of politeness, and she was still wondering why she had to declare her family name to a stranger.

Even seeing the caller's name, Sunny thought it was just a nickname.

En Zhuo's smile froze on his face.

On the contrary, the ghost was calm and calm, "Am I already so famous, En Zhuo?"

En Zhuo's face cramped with laughter.

"Oh, it's so annoying. The messenger disappeared after throwing away the phone." En Zhuo simply said everything.

"What messenger?"

"Thank you." The ghost was a little disappointed.

"Pet..." Eun Tak covered his face and answered Sunny's question.

The emissary's anomaly was not only seen by En Zhuo, who had only seen two sides of him, but also by the ghosts who lived with him day and night, from every word he used and the tone of every sentence.

On the surface, ghosts are careless and informal, but in fact they are thoughtful and cautious.

Otherwise, he would not have won victory after victory on the battlefield.

Besides, the messenger is not difficult to see through at all, his emotions are all on his face, and he can't hide it.

The ghost took the messenger's mobile phone and searched for souls on the street to ask his whereabouts, but found nothing. Finally, the ghost went to the tea room again, but there was no one there.

The messenger could not be found, and the ghost felt empty in his heart, and the weak sense of fear gradually increased. Oh, he used the word "fear" that was not in his dictionary.

It is a word that has existed for nine years in 930 and has just appeared.

The person I could meet by chance, but now I have searched more than half of the city, but I can't find him.

If one day, he just disappears...

When the ghost thought of this, his heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a hand, and there was a helpless pain.

He came home.

The restaurant is occupied.

The ghost immediately straightened its exhausted back, and called, "Ashi?"

He was answered by the sound of wine bottles hitting the table.

The ghost pressed the switch and asked, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

The sudden light irritated the eyes sorely.

"You're back." The messenger originally turned his back to the ghost, but when he heard the voice, he turned his head and looked at the ghost, pursing his lips and smiling.

"I should be the one asking you this question, drinking alone, work is not going well?" the ghost asked patiently, and pressed the question "where have you been" that he wanted to know most in his heart.

"A little."

The ghost went to the kitchen, took out a bottle of shochu from the refrigerator, and sat next to the messenger, "I found your phone at the fried chicken shop."

The messenger patted his pocket exaggeratedly, "Ah, I lost my phone. Oh yes, I just walked to the door of the fried chicken shop. I was wearing a hat, so I didn't dare to pick it up."

The goblin lifted the bottle cap with his thumb, and the bottle cap rolled on the table and stopped.

"I am worried about you."

"Ah."

"messenger……"

"what?"

"Today... why did you ask me that question?"

——"Can only the bride see your sword?"

"Just curious, to see if there is anyone as powerful as the messenger of hell." The messenger knew that the ghost was looking at him, so he tried to turn his face away as much as possible.

"I thought you would be jealous." It was really because of this reason that the ghost directly said that Wang Li could see the sword.

The messenger smiled, "Boring."

The ghost sat a little closer to the messenger and put his arms around his waist.

The messenger wore a black loose sweater, and as long as the ghost's hand slipped gently, he could slip into the messenger's clothes.

In fact, he did.

The messenger did not refuse.

"Ashi..." The ghost grabbed the messenger's thin waist and kissed his face.

The messenger's eyes were slightly drunk, and his cheeks were burning.

He stared at the ghost, his eyes were like spring water rippling, the ghost's heart was like a flat boat, driving in his eyes, then falling and melting.

"Ashi...we..."

Before the ghost finished speaking, the messenger suddenly leaned over and pecked the ghost on the lips.

The ghost was stunned, what's going on?

The messenger looked at the stunned ghost and smiled, "Didn't you say it, just get used to it."

The ghost didn't expect to be seized by the messenger, so he had no choice but to catch up and grab the messenger's shoulder.

The messenger really wanted to let his mind go blank, not to think about anything, but to enjoy the caress of ghosts quietly and indulge his suppressed desire for a long time.

But sometimes you can't tolerate not wanting, just like an insomniac who wants to sleep but can't sleep, like a person who has been deeply hurt, who wants to forget the past but can't.

Too bad he didn't have sleeping pills.

There is also no medicine that can make ghosts lose their memory.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, and their breathing became rapid.

The messenger pressed the ghost's shoulder, then pressed down on his chest, feeling the violent beating of the heart.

He touched the protruding sword, and seemed to smell the rust on it.

The ghost was staring at him, impatient.

"Ghost."

"Um……"

"I'm a person who committed a felony, so you love me too."

"Love."

The messenger resisted the urge to cry.

He has been being punished all the time, but now he understands everything, and when he thinks of the ghosts hurt by the past, he falls into deep remorse and self-blame, unable to extricate himself.

The ghost's pain engulfed him like a swamp, and the messenger was also deeply trapped in it. It was a place he could not get out of no matter how hard he struggled, and it was a sin he could never fully atone for!

Because, he is that swamp!

"Let's part," said the messenger suddenly.

All the restlessness stopped, and even the light of the candle became much quieter.

☆, 29

"let's break up."

said the messenger.

The ghost heard it clearly, but couldn't understand it.

Like a deaf person, he looked at the messenger, hoping that he would say it again.

His thinking was also confused, and he only remembered that he said love just now.

It was about love, which sounded a bit hasty, but it was sincere.

"What did you say...?" The ghost's hand was still on the messenger's shoulder without moving.

"I said break up." The messenger said it again obediently, with an indifferent tone.

After the second critical attack, the ghost finally changed his face. His expression became split, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he made two hecks. Makes sense.

"are you joking."

The messenger looked at the ghost, who was holding his arm tightly to ask questions.

The ghost may not realize that he has used a lot of strength, and the messenger feels that he has grasped his bones.

If he did, his bones would probably be crushed.

"It's a joke." The messenger suddenly laughed.

When he mentioned the breakup, he had a serious face, after all, he had to talk about such a heavy matter, but when he laughed at this moment, the world of ghosts and ghosts instantly rejuvenated.

"you……"

"You are really scared." The messenger pursed his lips and said with a smile.

When the ghost heard this, he almost went crazy.

He stood up awkwardly, still smiling unnaturally, just to make a laugh, "Ahaha, ahahaha, Ashi, did you say that just to see my reaction?"

"Well, yes." The messenger admitted calmly.

"Ah, really," the ghost shook his head in relief, "you won." He turned his face away and said very quietly.

No, he didn't win, he lost.

The ghost just now's expression hurt his heart.

He had never thought that he would see that panicked look in the eyes of ghosts.

So, he wants to take back what he said.

But, ghosts...

This is the inevitable ending for you and me. The gears of fate have already started to turn, not from meeting Park Zhongyuan, not from that ring, nor from our meeting a year ago.

It started when I ended your 29-year-old life.

It's my fault.

The messenger raised his head and took a sip of the wine, pouring the tears that were about to fall back into his eyes.

"But how can you say such a thing! If you do this again, I will be angry. You know what an angry ghost looks like, right." The ghost carefully looked at the messenger.

"You still suspect that I'm jealous, what's the matter if I play tricks on you, isn't it all the plots on TV, testing your sincerity or something."

"But I'll believe you if you're like this..." The ghost pouted, his face full of grievances.

"Okay, come and hug me." The messenger reluctantly opened his arms to the ghost.

The ghost seized the time to get in.

"However, if my punishment is over one day, I will go to reincarnation, what will you do then."

"Then I'll find my bride."

The messenger tilted his head.

The ghost sensed the messenger's movement, walked away from his shoulder, and hurriedly explained, "Why, don't you allow me to joke."

"Oh, just kidding." The emissary gently pushed the ghost, pretending to be unhappy, and said indifferently.

"What else can I do? Of course I'm looking for you. I'm looking all over the world. Anyway, I have plenty of time."

Yes, he will look for it.

So what if I disappear forever.

Haha, what was I thinking? Before this if, the ghost would definitely know his identity. At that time, he was still looking for a piece of wool, so he wished he could forget it quickly.

The ghost heard the messenger's laughter, which was as deep and melodious as a cello.

"How did you find it?" the messenger asked.

"Hmm... Let me think about it. It seems that I have to mark you. By the way, will the tattoo on your neck always exist?"

"How... Hey, how did you see it!" The envoy remembered this question.

"Li Hyuk, walking around in front of me naked, um, that's how I saw it."

The envoy was furious, and he clenched his fist and thumped the table.

"Don't worry too much, you will always see it."

"Hey!"

The ghost shook his head and started humming the song "You're Beautiful", his eyes wandering around the room.

It was obvious that he had almost succeeded just now.

The messenger who heard the ghost's heart transferred his anger to the ghost.

"So what if you hear it! Why are you staring, are you so cute that you want me to eat you!"

The messenger lowered his round eyes like a puppy, lowered his head, and let out a long hey.

The ghost took the opportunity to pinch the messenger's white and smooth face.

It's like petting a puppy.

Later, the ghost was lying on the couch in the messenger's room, and the messenger asked him, "Does your sister look like you?"

"No, she's not as good-looking as me."

The messenger turned to stare at him, is this his brother?

As a result, the ghost added another sentence, "She is the most beautiful woman in the Goryeo Dynasty."

Sunny's face appeared in front of the messenger's eyes.

"Presumably she already has a bright life now."

"Well, yes, she is so nice."

she is so nice...

The even breathing sound of the ghost came, and the messenger kept looking at him like this.

Even though all the lights in the room were turned off, he couldn't see anything clearly, but he just wanted to look in the direction of the ghost.

Enzhuo has been seeing the messenger of hell these days. When he came to the fried chicken shop, he stood at the door and didn't come in, but his eyes had a clear direction. That was her boss, Sunny.

En Zhuo has been pretending that she can't see the messenger of hell, she should serve the plate, the stool should be placed, but she is suspicious.

Uncle Ghost won't be green.

It's a person who has the grace of saving lives. Isn't it immoral not to say anything?

However, the messenger's complexion is not very good, is he angry with Uncle Ghost?

what is going on!

The envoy was afraid that something might happen to Sunny, so he would come here to stay here when he didn't have a job.

He had been very tired for a few days. He had to hide the ghosts, but also pay attention to Sunny. He still had work in his daily life, and he had to find a way to deal with Park Zhongyuan.

He often has trouble sleeping at night because of worry, which has never happened before.

He was also worried that the ghost would use invisibility to follow him, so he persuaded him to enroll in a cooking class on the pretext that his cooking was unpalatable.

The messenger's complexion is fair, and the dark circles under his eyes are particularly obvious when he stays up late, and his eyes will become swollen if he cries secretly at night. The messenger is afraid that the ghost will become suspicious, so before the ghost wakes up, he freezes his hands and compresses his eyes first.

He felt that his whole spirit was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Li'er."

When the envoy heard this voice, his body froze, only the apex of his heart trembled.

Park Zhongyuan.

The messenger closed his eyes and tried to change into a fierce look.

"Have you thought about it, Jin Shan seems innocent given you so many days."

"Park Zhongyuan."

"The minister is here."

"Park Zhongyuan!"

"Ok?"

"Park Zhongyuan! The evil spirit responds to the messenger's call!" The messenger's face became distorted with anger, and he shouted loudly.

"Hahaha, Li'er, you are too naive. If this method worked for me, I would have disappeared long ago." Park Zhongyuan waved his sleeve, and the messenger flew out like a feather!

In Park Zhongyuan's eyes, the emissary is always the child he used, which is not worth mentioning at all, but the one he really regards as his opponent is the Jin Ling who has existed for as long as him!

Evil ghosts are not evil ghosts from the very beginning, they also change from souls to evil ghosts by absorbing human energy.

Not for anything else, just for revenge!

If it wasn't for Jin Ling, the entire Goryeo Dynasty would be his!

He has escaped the pursuit of the Hell Messenger countless times, and now Park Zhongyuan has terrifying evil power. As the leader of the Evil Ghost Gang, he no longer takes the Hell Messenger into consideration.

Only Jin Ling and his sword are his weaknesses.

This time, he still wants to use Wang Li to kill Jin Yu!

Moreover, let the golden man be killed by the one he loves.

It seems that the envoy's wish has come true.

A wish to be heard by evil spirits.

"Cough cough." The messenger fell to the ground. His first reaction was to protect his hat. After coughing twice, he realized the pain in his body. When he wiped the corner of his mouth, there was actually bright red blood.

"Li'er, do it if you figure it out, otherwise..." Park Zhongyuan smiled sinisterly, walked through the door of the fried chicken shop, turned his head and opened his mouth to smile at the messenger, that was weird and creepy.

As soon as Chi Enzhuo came out of the kitchen with the plate, she was hit by the evil spirit's vision. She gasped and almost dropped the plate.

"Freedom, equality, public governance..."

☆, 30

After the messenger knew that he was Wang Li, he asked the messenger group to retrieve his memory.

He originally wanted to procrastinate until the moment when the truth was revealed, and then tell the ghosts all the facts.

He is timid, and his first reaction is to avoid things, so every time he has to spend a lot of thought persuading himself to face the reality. He has been a messenger of hell for 300 years, and he is finally not so timid.

But now, it is the moment when there is no way to retreat, he still wants to fall into the abyss completely, and then have a storm with the ghosts.

The messenger lived in the ghost's house and didn't enjoy any preferential treatment from him. He didn't want to rely on anyone to make himself appear humble, so all the money was given to the ghost.

The ghost is not short of this little money, and the messenger is just for peace of mind.

But now, he really doesn't have much left.

The messenger found the younger generation and hesitantly asked to borrow money.

"No problem, senior, how much do you want?"

"one thousand."

The younger generation readily agreed, and was grateful for the old relationship that the envoy brought him back then. Moreover, the envoy is a person with a very good personality.

That's fine...bullying.

"I'll pay it back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry."

"Thank you."

"But senior."

"?"

"Have you encountered any difficulties, ghost him..."

The messenger showed off his face immediately and denied it, "No, I want to buy something, but I don't have enough money."

"oh, I see."

The emissary put all the clothes at the ghost's house, including some clothes bought by Li Hyuk.

Li Hyuk is a person who pursues taste in dressing, and every piece of clothing is expensive, which is another reason why the messenger is poor.

But later, the messenger hid the money and left him only the change in his pocket.

Now, he's going to become Lee Hyuk.

The messenger entered a well-known clothing brand store and picked out a white coat completely in the opposite style of his own.

He changed out of his black uniform, put it in a bag together with his hat, and took it back to the teahouse.

After that, go to the ghost's house.

"Let's go home first, let's talk when we go home."

"That's your home, if you want to go back, you can go back."

"That's your home now."

The messenger remembered their conversation.

The person who gave him courage would soon become the person he tried to get rid of.

The overcoat the messenger wore was not thin, but he felt chills all over his body. On the one hand, it was because of the damage to his body caused by the attack of the evil spirit, and on the other hand, he was nervous, so nervous that he felt nauseated.

Soon, soon enough.

the messenger said to himself.

The messenger once forgot the password of the ghost's house, so the ghost changed the password to the sum of their ages, "939300=1239, which is 1239, remember now."

"Then it doesn't mean that the password will be changed next year."

"Change it."

Messenger one last time, press "1-2-3-9."

His fingers were already stiff.

As soon as he entered the door, the emissary could smell a smell of paste and the sound of ghosts reading recipes.

"Stir fry for 2 minutes, here it comes!"

The messenger walked inside and saw the ghost cooking in the kitchen, wearing the apron of the cartoon character.

"Ashi! I got off work early today, and I have good news for you. I have learned 1000 ways to make bean sprouts!" The ghost looked at the bean sprouts in front of him with high spirits.

"Hey, envoy, have you bought new clothes? They look good, haha, they look a bit like my cooking."

The messenger wanted to laugh. He looked at the busy ghost in an apron, and his heart was not so nervous.

It dances softly, like every hug of a ghost is reassuring.

The messenger closed his eyes, collected himself, and began his performance.

"Ghost."

"Ok?"

The envoy raised the corner of his lips in sarcasm, "I'm not your envoy."

After hearing this sentence, the ghost stared and dropped the spatula.

"Lee Hyuk!"

"Well, yes, it's me."

"why is it you again!"

"The envoy couldn't deal with it, so I had to come."

The ghost came over aggressively, "Is there anything I can't solve? It's not your turn to intervene!"

Since he kissed the envoy, Li Hyuk appeared only once, the time when the envoy bought the ring, if the envoy didn't hide anything else.

"For example..." "Li He" smiled frivolously, "Say we break up."

Say goodbye!

Say goodbye again!

Although the ghost was very disgusted with this word, but at least he had some immunity. This time, he only twitched the muscles on his face.

"Asshole, did the envoy learn from you last time, about breaking up or something?"

Li He let out a breath, shook his head and said, "It seems that you still don't understand, poor guy."

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and his confidence was a little lacking, "No... don't understand what?"

"The messenger really wanted to break up with you last time."

"What..." The ghost seemed to hear the thunder rolling in his heart, which was the precursor of a heavy rain.

But why?The Messenger will not leave him, will he.

"Besides, you don't know why he fell in love with you, do you?"

What is Li Hyuk talking about? Of course the messenger fell in love with him because he likes him.

"Have you ever seen the messenger of hell fall in love with someone else?"

Ghosts have never cared about other hell messengers, let alone whether they have any needs in this regard.

He stared at Li Hyuk firmly, waiting for his explanation.

"The envoy will follow you, obviously for a purpose, not this big house." The envoy stopped and smiled.

The ghost looked at Li Hyuk in disbelief.

"Have you forgotten my tears? I told the messenger to let him approach you. I told him that his memory may be hidden in your body."

The ghost's eyes widened.

his memory...

"Now, his memory is finally found, do you want to guess who he is?"

The ghost couldn't answer, and an idea had already appeared in his mind, which was a fact he couldn't bear!

"Did you guess it, the messenger of hell is—Wang Li!"

The messenger of hell is Wang Li!

"Uh..." Li He didn't see the ghost's movement clearly, when he fixed his eyes again, the ghost's hand had already grabbed his neck.

The ghost's eyes burned with flames, instantly bloodshot!

"Shut up! Return the messenger!"

The ghost hit hard, "Li He" couldn't breathe, and managed to squeeze two words out of his mouth, "Let go..."

Will it reveal his secrets here, the real Li Hyuk won't be this weak.

Will he strangle me?

"Bring back the messenger!" The ghost continued to use force.

"Li Hyuk" felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and it was his heart that was more sad than his body.

He tried his best to open his eyes and look at the ghost, seeing his furious appearance!

Without saying a word about Wang-li, he tells Lee-hyuk to return the emissary.

Thinking of this, the messenger's heart ached to burst!

"Bring back the messenger!" The ghost repeated this sentence monotonously, without any loss of strength in his hands.

The messenger saw killing intent in his eyes.

Due to lack of oxygen, the Messenger's eyes turned black. He put his hand on the ghost's hand with the last of his strength, trying to stop the ghost's fury.

A tear was endured and endured, but it still fell from the eye!

When the ghost saw the tear, he was startled, and his mind cleared up a lot in an instant, only then did he realize that he was about to kill Li He.

His hands loosened slowly.

The messenger slid on the ground, clutching his neck and began to cough violently. He sucked in air desperately, the more he sucked, the more he coughed, and he wanted to vomit.

The ghost looked at the messenger blankly.

Is this Lee Hyuk?

Why does his heart hurt so much watching him suffer.

Is this Wang Li?

Impossible, Li He must have lied to him, Li He is an asshole, you can't believe a word he says!

The messenger covered his mouth and coughed, and the viscous liquid was pierced into his hands.

He bowed his head and covered his hands with his hair, blood.

The envoy looked at the red color in his palm and panicked.

It's almost over, it's almost over.

The messenger gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha, hahahahahaha!"

"Li Hyuk" suddenly burst into crazy laughter.

The ghost's fists clenched even tighter, its nails were embedded in the flesh, piercing the skin, leaving bloodstains!

But he didn't realize it, he was only immersed in the words of "Li He".

Impossible impossible!How could Ah Shi be that person?

— "Can only your bride see your sword?"

"Why do you ask this? In fact, there is another person...I didn't tell you before. It's...that person. Of course he can see the good things he does. "

Could it be... the messenger asked at that time because he was confirming his identity...

There was a chill in the ghost's heart.

The fine weather outside the window was suddenly overcast, with lightning and thunder!

But this was not enough to attract the ghost's attention, and he was awakened by the messenger's laughter!

"Madman..." The ghost squatted down, grabbed the messenger's collar, and found that the messenger's mouth was pale, and his lips had lost their color, not as red as before.

The ghost's heart throbbed in pain.

"Get out of here!"

"Do you still want to see Wang Li?" "Li He" continued with a low smile, "Have you ever wondered why I said these things? Do you think Wang Li has the guts to expose your scars?"

The ghost stared at "Li He", the anger on his face gradually disappeared, he didn't have the energy to entangle with Li He any longer, his body couldn't support himself, so he knelt on the ground, covered his face with his hands, his shoulders trembling.

The messenger heard the suppressed cries of the ghosts, like the wailing of a wounded animal dying, this silent cry hurt the messenger's heart!

Thousands of arrows pierce the heart, probably so.

It's the same for everyone.

"Things... I'll come and get them while you're not around." The emissary got up unsteadily, stood up against the wall, and walked forward.

Unable to look back, the messenger's tears could not stop falling down.

There's no turning back, he told himself again.

Fortunately it was raining outside.

Can hide my tears.

Nothing good either.

Because the ghost cried.

A little later, when the fried chicken shop was about to close, the ghost received a call from En Zhuo.

"Agassi!"

"Hmm..." There was a weak voice on the other side.

"I saw the messenger at our door, he seemed to be crying, but in fact he has already..."

"Then let him cry for a while."

"what?"

The ghost's hand dropped.

He sat on the ground, leaning decadently on the edge of the messenger's bed, the pain in his chest pierced through him, but he could do nothing about it.

Like his own destiny.

you live.

Well, he lives.

You find a bride.

Well, he's looking for a bride.

You are obedient.

Well, he is obedient.

Can I like someone else.

no answer.

That's what it means.

Can I be with him forever.

no answer.

That's what it means.

I guess I'm used to living like this, okay?

no answer.

That's what it means.

Who knew that he was stabbed in the end, oh, it doesn't matter, it's not like he hasn't been stabbed before.

The ghost leaned against the messenger's bed motionless, resting his head on the bed, his face was like gold paper, his expression was gloomy, his breath gradually weakened, and his usual vitality was completely gone.

Only the wet tears in the corners of his eyes proved that he was still alive.

The author has something to say: the envoy used Li He's mouth to say goodbye, only in this way can he speak out.

☆、Lee Hyuk's Secret

This week, the city experienced continuous rainy days.

A week later.

The messenger paid the salary, returned the money to the younger generation, and invited him to drink coffee.

"Senior, are you really alright?" The junior asked worriedly looking at his obviously thinner face.

The envoy raised his head, "Huh? What?"

"Nothing." The junior sighed in his heart.

If it's a family matter, it's better not to interrupt.

The messenger Ben stared at the coffee cup in a daze, when suddenly he heard a strong wind chime, not the sweet sound of the breeze blowing through, but the rapid and messy sound, which made people flustered.

"Senior..." The younger generation also heard this voice, which is the unique summoning method of the messenger of hell.

"Here we come..." The messenger walked out of the cafe, found a hidden place, put on his hat, and teleported to the teahouse!

His memory came.

teahouse.

The two superiors of the envoy were sitting on one side of the tea table. The envoy took off his hat and bowed to them. The superior pointed to the opposite side, and the envoy sat on the other side of the tea table.

Boss A: "We have read the application and suggestion you submitted. If the superior approves, you know what the result will be."

Messenger: "I know."

Boss B: "We are here today to confirm whether you are truly willing to sacrifice yourself to maintain the balance of yin and yang between heaven and earth."

Messenger: "Willingly."

Boss A: "Have you figured it out yet?"

Messenger: "Yes."

A and B exchanged glances and nodded, and A said, "In this case, let's sign the letter of commitment."

The envoy didn't even read the content, but when he signed in the lower right corner, a few words came into view.

"Since then, the crime and punishment have been equalized, and the soul is scattered, irreversible."

The envoy signed and handed the letter of commitment to A.

A checks the signature and nods to B.

B said, "Park Zhongyuan is very powerful, and this plan cannot be guaranteed to be foolproof. I heard that you and the ghost are friends. If we can get his help, our chances of winning will be much greater."

The Messenger said, "He will not come."

B said, "Well, ghosts are really ruthless."

The messenger did not answer.

He won't let the ghost know, so the ghost won't come.

"Then let's move on to the next step, be prepared, it might be a bit painful."

"it is good."

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