The Taste of Ghosts in the World

Bai Wuchang, who had been idle for a long time, suddenly received a mission - to catch a fleeing evil spirit in the world.

He really doesn't want to go, he hasn't found a partner yet, it's so troublesome to go to the world to catch ghosts.But the orders given by the boss of the underworld cannot be ignored, even if the boss has not paid a salary for a long time.

When they saw the target of arrest, several ghost agents were dealing with him, trying to restrain his actions, but the other party was extremely hostile, and after several collisions, they were a little bit unable to resist.One of them was almost knocked out of his wits by the evil spirit, and when he saw Master Bai coming, he ran over to him for help.

"It's not like I've never died before, so why are you still so afraid of death?" Bai Wuchang shook his head resentfully, waved his hands to make these brats retreat, and took out his own weapon by the way.

Seeing his weapon, the evil spirit froze for a moment, "What is that?"

"Feather duster." Bai Wuchang touched the feathers he loved to dust, um, they were soft and elegant, well maintained.

"Are you kidding me?!" The hostility instantly rushed to the evil ghost's face, making him look even more ferocious.

"Your face is dark~" Bai Wuchang said with a smile.

The other party didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he roared towards him with a terrifying hostility, and was about to rush at his face, but he dodged it lightly.

The evil ghost was even more angry, and before he could turn around, his right hand had become a claw, and he attacked again, the attack was so fierce that even Bai Wuchang couldn't dodge smoothly, so he could only raise his weapon to resist, the opponent's hand pinched on the feather duster, and stopped.

Bai Wuchang lowered his eyes to see if his love finger was scratched, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of a bruise on the evil ghost's hand, where the tiger's mouth was.

He suddenly thought of the number 35 who went to reincarnate, how many years have passed since that farewell? Did you reincarnate on the 35th?

Can not remember.

I have been at ease in the underworld for too long, watching teams of dead souls come and go every day, I always feel that time goes by too slowly, and I haven't even found a partner yet, but I never thought about it. Several cycles have passed.

It was as if time had slipped by, and the things around me had changed ever-changingly, but I didn't realize it, and it was still the same as before.

When I think about it, I feel inexplicably sad.

The opponent didn't give him any time to be sad, he failed in one blow, and immediately turned around to attack again. Bai Wuchang narrowly escaped several attacks, and he was a little embarrassed.

"You're still so stubborn." He couldn't help but say.

The evil spirit stopped attacking, "You know me?"

Bai Wuchang shook his head, he is an evil ghost in this life, and he only has the memory of this life, of course he doesn't remember himself, "But I know you." He said with a smile.

Even if there is only a few words of fate, it still makes him very happy to meet again.

The evil ghost was a little dazed by his smile, and froze on the spot for a while, not knowing what to do.

Taking advantage of this gap, Bai Wuchang raised the feather duster and poked it straight at the door of his face. The moment the tip of the stick touched the center of his eyebrows, a white light lit up, and the feather duster disappeared into the light. When the white light dissipated, the evil spirit was gone He was firmly bound by heavy chains.

"Take it back~"

Bai Wuchang snapped his fingers, and the little devils who had been hiding on the side came out one after another, carried the prisoner who was bundled into rice dumplings on their shoulders, and followed their master Bai back to the underworld.

After capturing No. 35, Bai Wuchang was then assigned other tasks. After he had dealt with all these troublesome matters, he remembered that it was time to visit his acquaintances.

No. 35 was imprisoned in the Shura Hall to accept the punishment for doing evil, until the sins of this life were redeemed, and then she could reincarnate and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

When Bai Wuchang entered, he was tied to a stone pillar and was being scorched by the karmic fire of hell. The tongue of fire licked down his legs to his waist. His expression was very painful, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

Seeing Bai Wuchang, No. 35 opened his eyes wide and couldn't help saying, "It's you!"

"Yes, it's me."

He finally remembered, Bai Wuchang thought with relief.

"It was you who brought me back!" No. 35 gritted her teeth and complained.

"...Don't you have any good memories between us?"

No. 35 stared straight at his face, as if thinking about it seriously. After a while, he suddenly realized: "Ah, it's that cunning Bai Wuchang!"

"Well, I know I'm very approachable." Bai Wuchang squinted his eyes and smiled, "But you used a word that is a little inappropriate."

"What's inappropriate?" No. 35 turned his face away, "If you hadn't tricked me into drinking that damn bowl of Mengpo soup, I wouldn't be in such a miserable situation now. I've thought about it, I've had such a hard life in my last life, I'm sure It’s because of Meng Po Tang, how could life be happy if you drank such disgusting things when you were reincarnated.”

"Oh, oh, I didn't lie to you, and I specially reminded you to be careful~" Bai Wuchang's smile had a feeling of gloating.

"Thank you for reminding me so that I can be grilled here." No. 35 said angrily.

"Only by passing the test of fire can one become a real man."

"..."

Seeing his smiling face, No. 35 was on fire, and was about to speak, but saw him brushing the flames with his hand, the raging fire suddenly became a little lower, and the burning feeling on his body was not as hot as before.

"This is the benefit of an old acquaintance, don't tell others." Bai Wuchang blinked at him, and No. 35 was taken aback, and the words he was about to swear were so rotten in his stomach.

Bai Wuchang sat cross-legged beside him, assuming a long talk.

"How is it? How have you been since your last reincarnation?"

No. 35 pulled out a self-deprecating smile, "Look at me now, isn't it obvious. But you, last time you said you wanted to find someone to fill the vacancy of Hei Wuchang, did you find it?"

Bai Wuchang shook his head.

"Then what have you been doing for so long?"

What did you do... Bai Wuchang thought about it seriously, "It seems like I didn't do anything."

This time it was No. 35's turn to laugh at him.

"Then what did you do?"

"I..." No. 35 showed a nostalgic expression, "After I was reincarnated, I encountered many things..."

When he talked about his life in the world bit by bit, it would inevitably appear trivial, but Bai Wuchang listened very seriously.

After that time, Bai Wuchang would often come over to chat with No. 35, but most of the time it was No. 35 who was talking and Bai Wuchang was listening, and the time passed before he knew it.

"Before you told me about the suffering of reincarnation, I always didn't understand, but now I understand a little bit."

Today, while chatting, the 35th suddenly felt emotional.

"If I say now that I don't want to continue to fall into reincarnation, you won't let me join the underworld, right?" He smiled and looked at Bai Wuchang.

The latter didn't speak, and didn't show any expression, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he suddenly said to No. 35: "The underworld is very lonely, not as lively as the world, and it's very boring. Look, you've been here for so long, and I'm the only one to talk to you."

"I know." No. 35 nodded, "I can tell by looking at you. In fact, you are not so kind to fear that I will be bored, right? You came to me because you have no friends."

Bai Wuchang's smile disappeared immediately, as if a secret hidden in his heart had been punctured, his face froze in bewilderment.

No. 35 laughed, "Hey, why don't we be friends."

Bai Wuchang looked up at him.

"This way you will have friends, and I won't be bored." No. 35 said softly.

A smile——different from the usual smile, but a smile from the heart, and Bai Wuchang nodded without a trace.

"Ah."

No. 35 was fined for ten years, and Bai Wuchang stayed with him for ten years. Bai Wuchang felt that these ten years were the least lonely ten years since his partner left.

But for No. 35, this is the most painful decade.The punishment in hell is aimed at the soul, regardless of karmic fire, cannon fire or frying pan, they are all carried out directly on the soul, and the pain caused will leave an indelible mark, which is the horror of hell.

Over the past ten years, No. 35 has gradually stopped laughing, and his spiritual body has become increasingly thinner, almost inhuman, and can only be supported by his own tenacious mental strength.

"How long is my sentence left?" No. 35 finally couldn't help asking Bai Wuchang.

"Ten years." Bai Wuchang replied softly.

"I may not wait until the next ten years are over..." No. 35 smiled weakly, "Sorry, I can't accompany you."

Bai Wuchang stood up abruptly, "Don't you still want to join the underworld? We made an appointment, you will be Hei Wuchang and my partner."

"Hei... impermanence..." No. 35 shook his head with difficulty, "I'm just an evil ghost, how can I be the handsome man of the underworld..."

"Why can't evil spirits?" Bai Wuchang's mouth curled up into a strange smile, as if remembering something worth remembering, his eyes changed slightly, "I used to be much more evil than you."

"What did you say?" No. 35 didn't hear his last words to himself.

"It's nothing, just hold on, and I'll see you again in a few days." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

A few days later, when Bai Wuchang appeared in front of No. 35 again, he was shocked.

"How did you do this?"

The usually chic white clothes are black and red, and the red parts seem to be stained with blood. His long silver hair is a little messy, and he looks crumbling and exhausted.

Bai Wuchang patted the hem of his clothes, and said indifferently: "It's just a mission." He threw a round object to No. 35, "Eat it, and pick it up when I see it when I come back."

"What?" No. 35 looked at the object in his hand. It was a purple-black fruit with a smooth and hard skin.

"Qinan fruit, eating this can purify your remaining sins, and you won't have to be tortured in the future."

Qinan?

On the 35th, I remembered the strange plant that grew on the bank of the Nai River, and Bai Wuchang didn't let me touch it. Later, during the chat, Bai Wuchang told him that Qinan blooms in five years and bears fruit in ten years. Its fruit can wash away a person's sins , to purify the soul.

But ordinary people will be stabbed in their souls when they touch it, and the fragments will be scattered in the Nai River, and the mutilated souls will never be reincarnated.

"you……"

Seeing No. 35's worried eyes, Bai Wuchang waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm not a mortal, so I won't be affected."

"Really?" No. 35 didn't believe it.

Bai Wuchang avoided his question, and just urged: "Eat quickly, this task is a bit difficult, I'm tired, let's sleep first..." Before he finished speaking, he was already lying beside him, and passed out.

He may have forgotten that when he talked about Qinan that day, he himself said that even a fairy who has escaped reincarnation would not dare to touch Qinan easily. Years of Taoism.

So even if Qinan's fruit can eliminate sins, few people would think of using this method.

No. 35 clenched the fruit in his palm, staring at Bai Wuchang's sleeping face, wondering what he was thinking.

After eating Qinan fruit, on the 35th, he would no longer be punished in hell. Bai Wuchang submitted an application to the King of Hades, asking him to stay in Hei Wuchang's position.

The application was approved, but according to the usual practice, he had to be reincarnated once. If he did not do evil in this life, he could officially become Heiwuchang.

On the day of reincarnation, Bai Wuchang went to see him off.

No. 35 still finds it unbelievable, and quietly asked the people around him: "I was just an ordinary mortal before, can I really become Hei Wuchang?"

"Of course not." Bai Wuchang said, "It's the back door. Open the back door."

No. 35 was taken aback, "The underworld will also open the back door?"

"Keep your voice down!" Bai Wuchang slapped him on the shoulder, leaned closer and said, "It's normal, anyway, I can't find anyone else to do it. Do you think black and white is a good job?"

"..."

"Okay, you go." Bai Wuchang stood at the end of the bridge and pushed him, "Remember to choose a bowl of Mengpo soup carefully, and I will come to pick you up when you die."

No. 35 nodded, walked up to Granny Meng, hesitated in the face of two identical bowls of soup, finally gritted his teeth, and chose a bowl at random.

When the soup is in the mouth, there is no peculiar smell, and it even has a hint of sweetness, and it slides smoothly into the throat.

This time it should be fine. Number 35 thought anxiously.

Chang Wuhe is 80 years old, his aging body is not as good as before, and he lies on the sickbed every day waiting to die.

In the past few years, his dreams have become more frequent, and the chances of seeing the man in white in his dreams have also greatly increased. They will even chat in their dreams and listen to the man in white talking to him.

Although he didn't understand most of the content, he liked the feeling that it was natural for them to talk face to face.

The fear of the man in white has subconsciously disappeared. On the contrary, he now looks forward to seeing him.

Maybe soon.

In the past few days, he has dreamed about that person almost every day, and he should be dying soon.Thinking of this, Chang Wuhe felt very calm.

On the day of his death, he got off the bed and silently glanced at his weeping family members. His legs, which had been sick for many years, were now extremely light. He left the house and floated towards the huge oak tree in the yard.

From a distance, one could see a man in white clothes and white hair standing under the canopy, smiling and waving at him.

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