I'll show you today

Straight lovesickness is useless, but melancholy is innocent.

When you like someone very much, you will be reluctant to bother him. It is your own business to like someone, so you have to bear the grievances alone.

Having lived for thousands of years, An Shanhai knows well that twisted melons are not sweet. If he wants to forget someone, it may be only a moment, or it may take thousands of years.

Walking in the dark night, Da Jian was reporting his work to him. In order to cooperate with his investigation, the government transferred hundreds of crooked melons and dates around him, and replaced them with [-] elite soldiers of the government and two soldiers except Da Jian. There are two excellent clerks--the upright beauty and vixen Qingyao, and the ordinary ghost errand Zhou Mao with excellent business ability.

There is still no news about Yu Yan, but the "iron nail" described by An Shanhai last time has a clue. Two outstanding clerks found out that the "iron nail" is a kind of Gu, which is bred with flesh and blood. Then the Gu will be destroyed, and the person who planted the Gu can control the living things infected by the Gu at any time, but this kind of Gu has been lost as early as thousands of years ago.

Another thousand years...

It's a big head...

"Da Jian, how long have you been with me?" An Shanhai asked him suddenly. "

"I have been with the boss since I started working as a ghost messenger, for 500 years." Da Jian said with a smile.

"How do you feel?"

Da Jian thought about it seriously for a while: "emmm...it's not easy, it's boring when I'm alone."

An Shanhai stretched his waist and sneered, "Little zei, you are too young, you still have a long way to go, hahahahaha, go back, I don't need you here anymore!"

Da Jian subconsciously raised his hand to touch his head, but his hand fell down through his head. He has to work hard, and when he has a body, he can help the boss beat his back.

At this time, Shen Changyun in the museum was reading the last page of "Banjilu" under the LED lights in the lounge. He picked up his mobile phone and made a call. There was still a slightly hoarse male voice on the other end of the phone: "What's the matter?"

Shen Changyun said flatly: "I have finished reading the book, and there is no substantive description of Yu Yan."

"Okay, let's destroy this book. I was careless, but there are still remnants of it left in the world."

Shen Changyun frowned slightly, and said in a complicated tone: "The book belongs to An Shanhai, I can't..."

The "person" on the other end of the phone sneered, "I didn't send you to study in the human world to make you a fool who sticks to the rules."

Shen Changyun was silent, and the "person" spoke again: "The world is better than Huai Huai, you don't recognize me as a father anymore."

He replied: "My son dare not."

"I hope so. You are in the world, and I am in the world. Your life is in my hands. Don't be disobedient." After speaking, the "person" hung up the phone.

Shen Changyun lowered his head, and finally stuffed the book page by page into the shredder, his cold side face was extremely sharp at this moment.

Speaking of which, when Da Jian returned to the underworld, he saw Zhou Mao arguing with Deputy Judge Wang, and he raised his orchid finger and shouted: "You promised to find materials for me last month, why haven't you heard anything about it yet, okay? , I gave away that bit of incense for nothing, believe it or not, I will sue you at Magistrate Cui, at worst, we will die together again!"

As soon as Magistrate Cui was mentioned, Deputy Magistrate Wang immediately faltered, and said, "Don't, don't, I did find it for you, but I didn't have any of it. I am contacting friends from other circles to see if I can find some information, I, Wang, is the most trustworthy in my life, and I will definitely not accept your few incense sticks in vain."

Seeing that he couldn't find anything to ask, Zhou Mao turned his head and stomped his feet: "Let's go, let's go, you see, if you can't find it, my agarwood is the best."

Deputy Wang was pardoned, and left with oil on his feet. After he left, Qing Yao said disgustedly: "Zhou Mao, can you be tougher, are you still a man, you are a mother all day long, you don't have any masculinity at all."

With a smile in the corner of Zhou Mao's eyes, he replied in a disdainful tone, "You are masculine, no wonder you can't get a man, and you want to work in the underworld."

Just when the two were about to fight, An Shanhai sent a document, opened it - it was the high-definition photo of Gu Nai.

Qingyao first noticed a pattern on the Gu nail, and immediately looked it up, and finally sent the translation to An Shanhai: With my grievances, gather your spirit, collect your energy, and listen to my orders.

An Shanhai just slashed an evil obstacle with his hands and pulled the steel nails out of the living body. After seeing this incantation, he understood that the Gu on the evil obstacle was manipulated by resentment. Puzzled, the stick became black again.

People like to think wildly when they are upset, and ghosts are the same. Whenever they think wildly, they think about Shen Changyun, and they miss him to death.

An Shanhai fell in love with Shen Changyun at first sight for no reason, he even suspected that Shen Changyun cast a curse on him, that's why he was fascinated like Ning Caichen when he saw Xiaoqian.

After staying up until the second night, he couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to take a sneak peek, but unexpectedly encountered a traffic jam. When the traffic opened, Shen Changyun's off-duty time had already passed. An Shanhai knocked on the steering wheel, and turned the car around with an irritable expression. Thinking of seeing Shen Changyun in a neighborhood infested with obstacles on the way home.

An evil obstacle appeared behind Shen Changyun, it was bigger than anything he had seen before.

A black shadow with howling wind passed behind Shen Changyun, and slashed at the head of the evil barrier. Shen Changyun turned his head in shock, and An Shanhai shouted anxiously at him: "Run!"

Shen Changyun moved hesitantly, and finally hid behind the corner.

The knife just cut off the tip of the evil barrier's head. Driven by the pain, it attacked swiftly and violently, and its claws were deadly. Fortunately, An Shanhai was agile and didn't get hit. Unexpectedly, the evil barrier suddenly changed its target and ran towards Shen Changyun .

This run can be described as exhausting all his strength, seeing that Shen Xingan was about to die, An Shanhai rushed out obliquely, and hugged him in his arms, his back was gloriously injured, and what's more unfortunate, he hadn't reacted yet , his chest was pierced through, and he pushed Shen Changyun far away almost subconsciously. Before the pain was over, he cut off the claws stuck in his chest with a single knife, and stabbed back and forth until the evil was smashed to pieces.

"Ugh!" Shen Changyun saw An Shanhai kneeling on the ground like that day, with his head on the ground, howling in pain.

He hesitated for a moment, got up and ran to his side, seeing large swaths of bright red blood, he lifted An Shanhai's shoulders to help his car, but An Shanhai knocked his arm away hard, Shen Changyun looked at him With complicated eyes, he said, "You're hurt...I'll take you home."

An Shanhai must have been in excruciating pain, so he said to him intermittently on the ground with slurred words: "No...you can go home, it's...dangerous here."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Changyun took off his coat to wrap him around him, and dragged him into the car forcibly. An Shanhai was sweating coldly on his brow in the back seat of the car. Shen Changyun didn't dare to look back at him at all, he didn't know that he was doing this Right, wouldn't it be better if he got hurt?But when he thought of the critical moment of life and death, he couldn't bear to protect him in his arms.

He knew it, but he didn't want to admit it. He was shaken.

Blood flowed all over the elevator, and Shen Changyun had no choice but to clean it up in a hurry, lest tomorrow's news: a large area of ​​blood was found in the elevator of a high-end residential area, and the local police are investigating blabla.

He dragged An Shanhai to the bathroom, wiped his body with a towel, and found that the wound was healing by itself, An Shanhai also recovered a bit, and punched and kicked Shen Changyun—although it was not very strong.

"Get out of my way...go! I don't need you to take care of me!"

Shen Changyun frowned and stared at him, "The more you move, the more it hurts."

An Shanhai bared his teeth and screamed strangely: "Let's go! Don't let me... Hey, I'll go!"

After wiping his body, with the experience from last time, he didn't look around, and wrapped An Shanhai in gauze with a blank expression.

"You don't want to know, who am I?" An Shanhai asked with great interest, then "tsk" and pressed his hand: "I'll be fine tomorrow, what kind of gauze are you wearing?"

Shen Changyun withdrew his hand silently, tied a knot tightly, and looked up at him: "Then explain, who are you?"

"Ghost messenger, ghost catcher in the underworld."

As soon as the words fell, An Shanhai's right shoulder and heart hurt without warning: "Hey, I'll go."

He fell forward, Shen Changyun supported him, and asked, "Does the wound hurt?"

"No, my heart hurts. When I see you, my heart hurts. I said I'm a ghost messenger. Why aren't you afraid at all? Are you human?"

Shen Changyun rolled his eyes: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and there is nothing strange in the underworld, and when you were injured last time, I found that your self-healing ability is very strong, and I have already prepared myself, but I am indeed an ordinary person, don't worry .”

An Shanhai was completely speechless, he didn't know whether Shen Changyun was stupid and bold or too transparent, he knew that this person was tricky, but subconsciously he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

An Shanhai stared at him with deep eyes, Shen Changyun immediately changed the topic, and asked tentatively: "You said that your heart hurts when you see me, does the ghost also have a heart?"

An Shanhai withdrew his gaze, raised his head and smiled wryly: "Have a heart, you are no different from a human being. If you don't eat, you will be hungry, if you don't drink water, you will be thirsty, if you are injured, you will be in pain. You just don't grow old."

"Will ghost messengers never die?" Shen Changyun's casual tone was like that of a 50-[-]-year-old uncle.

Enduring the dull pain in his heart, An Shanhai answered with difficulty: "Silly, I'm already dead."

After Shen Changyun left, An Shanhai stumbled into the bedroom and pulled it open along the crack of the wall. Inside was a big iron cage. He curled up in the cage and slowly pulled the wall up. In the darkness, no one saw him. The pupils gradually turned red, and only the ferocious hissing like a beast could be heard outside the wall.

Here, Shen Changyun returned to the museum lounge and received a call: "Father."

"I know what you want to ask, today's evil is controlled by me."

"why?"

"In order to let you get close to him, besides, he won't let you get hurt, right?"

Shen Changyun coughed and said: "He confessed his identity to me without any concealment, and he said that his heart hurts when he saw me."

"Well," the other end of the phone fell into deep thought: "I know, go on, it's better to let him hurt a few more times, and when he goes crazy next time, bring me back his dagger or stick."

Shen Changyun said in a deep voice: "Got it... Is your purpose to kill him?"

"Of course." The male voice was firm.

Killing is inevitable.

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