After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

When everything was over, Fan Wujiu reopened the Gate of Nothingness, and took Xie Bian and Zhao Meng home.

In the dark, Zhao Meng couldn't stop talking, asking questions.

"Brother, where did you go just now?"

"Brother, that pile of bones in the house...do you know those two people?"

"Brother, I seem to see ghost heads falling down from the beams of the house."

……

After a long while, Zhao Meng finally came back to life, Xie Bian thought he had calmed down, and soon found out that Fan Wujiu thought he was noisy, so he cast a silencing spell on him.

Stepping out of the gate of nothingness, the white robe on Xie Bian's body disappeared, and he was still the same as before he entered.

Fan Wujiu was also wearing pajamas, the buttons were not well buttoned, the neckline almost fell to his shoulders, and his strong waist was looming.Seeing that Xie Bian was staring at him, Fan Wujiu buttoned up the buttons embarrassingly.

"You, there is a landscape painting in the study, which hill do you want to sleep on!"

Fan Wu rescued Zhao Meng from the silencing spell, and Li Se arranged his residence.

Trembling, Zhao Meng hid behind Xie Bian again.

"elder brother……"

Xie Bian pushed the little follower away in disgust, looked at his pitiful eyes, and still couldn't bear it: "There is a nanny's room next to sister's room downstairs, you sleep there."

"Oh."

Zhao Meng stepped out and went downstairs.

Only Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian were left in the room.

"Don't go?"

Fan Wujiu sat on the bed with his legs crossed, put on the sunglasses that were given to him from left and right, raised his head slightly and asked.As long as he took off the black robe, he would look like this. The buttons on his chest were stretched out with his movements, and the collarbone was barely exposed.

Xie Bian turned his face away, walked towards his bedside, reached out to pick up the half glass of red wine, and carried it out the door.

Fan Wujiu lay down under the blanket and smiled helplessly.

Xie Bian went out, put the red wine on the table in the living room on the second floor, and went back to his room.After walking a few steps away, Xie Bian suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked back, picked up the wine glass by accident and tasted it.

Sweet and greasy like syrup, it is a cola that has been stale for a long time.

Tired all night, Xie Bian went back to his room and closed the curtains to catch up on sleep.

Outside the window is the winter morning light, and the stray cat on the edge of the flower bed is basking in the sun and stretching comfortably.

……

Xie Bi'an will never forget the first time he met Fan Wujiu.

That day, there was a strong wind in the world, and the underground Yellow Spring Sea also had waves. There was a stone bridge on the Yellow Spring Sea. Xie Bi'an listened to the arrangement of the old god and waited on the bridge.

When the fallen leaves of the Mimi tree covered the water under the bridge with golden color, Xie Bi'an heard the crisp sound of metal clashing.

Behind the old fairy, stood a blood-stained 17-year-old boy. His black hair was completely stained with blood, hanging down on his bruised cheeks. Under his tattered clothes, there were two dark spots bubbling blood on his shoulder blades. The bottomless wound, a thick iron chain on the ankle like a child's arm, made a sound as he walked and collided with the ground.

Fan Wujiu, who came from hell, raised his head and grinned, revealing his bare gums.

Xie Bi'an was caught off guard and looked at him, and fell into a pair of eyes as deep and bright as the morning light in the polar night.

Fan Wujiu walked up the stone bridge with blood stains, stopped beside Xie Bi'an, and listened to the old fairy's words with him.

The old fairy looked at the bloody road winding out on the ground, frowned slightly, and waved his green shirt to remove the blood and pain all over Fan Wujiu's body.

So the person standing beside Xie Bi'an turned into a handsome young man in black, his blood and wounds were all hidden in the black robe that covered everything.

"Fan Wujiu's crime of massacring the city has been atoned for, and now I give you a tiger sickle, which can eliminate thousands of evil spirits, cut down all evils, and make ghosts call impermanence."

The black scythe held by the old fairy came to Fan Wujiu's hand, and Fan Wujiu raised his hands to accept the order.

"Xie Bi'an's grievances and grievances in the world have been broken, and I now give you a reward and punishment pen. Remember nothing wrong, and warn ghosts and gods. Ghosts and ghosts are also impermanent."

The old fairy only said the reward and punishment pen, but gave Xie Bi'an both the Wuwang book and the police whip, Xie Bi'an took it, and expressed his thanks with lowered eyes.

The old fairy left after arranging everything. When Xie Bi'an held a pile of things in his arms and looked at the back of the old fairy respectfully, the young man next to him suddenly pulled up his sleeves and pulled him into Wuwang City.

"Come on, go home."

Family.

Wuwang City has become the home of the two for thousands of years.

Xie Bian really couldn't understand how the young man who came from hell covered in blood and had star-like eyes turned into a gangster who put on a black robe to kill all directions, and took off the black robe to burn bags.

Is the world really so scary?

……

"Get up for dinner!"

After a busy night last night, it was hard to catch up on sleep till evening, Fan Wujiu went through the process at the door again, Xie Bian got up from the bed with a lot of melancholy and said to him: "Come here!"

After Xie Bian went downstairs to the restaurant, Fan Wujiu was already waiting there, but the dining table was empty and there was nothing.

After looking at each other briefly, the two looked at the nanny's room not far away.

With a "squeak" the door opened slightly, Zhao Meng rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room, and then saw the two people staring at him at the dining table, and then he realized that as the new nanny of Fan Zhai, he had overslept .

"I'm sorry, I'm me, I'll do it now!"

Fan Wujiu picked up the mobile phone on the dining table with a dark face: "No need."

By the time Zhao Meng comes over to cook, they should be starving to death.

When Lao Fan was fiddling with the mobile phone, Xie Bian got up and went to the refrigerator to get a can of Coke, took a goblet from the luxurious mahogany wine cabinet at home, and poured the Coke into it in front of Fan Wujiu. In the cup, two fingers held the cup and shook it with interest.

From the morning syrup, Xie Bian suddenly saw Fan Wujiu's pretentious dodge.

But in this world, there are many things and people who cannot escape.

Fan Wujiu caught a glimpse of his small movements from the corner of his eye, raised his head after finishing his work, and said with a straight face, "Children are not allowed to drink!"

The bubbles floated from the bottom of the cup, floated to the surface of the liquid, and burst with a bang.

Isn't Xie Bian just putting on airs?

The two were playing riddles, Zhao Meng was confused, he didn't dare to ask more questions, and carefully hid aside.

As the sun set, twilight swept into the dining room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the huge house was silent.

After a long time, the doorbell rang, breaking the tranquility.

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The author has something to say:

Fan Wujiu's life experience is introduced in chapters 8-25 and 35 of "Atypical Savior". It is probably murder and arson to kill the whole family. If you are interested, you can take a look. Introducing this part, I will talk about Lao Fan’s experience that I haven’t written about.

When will the two pretenders be able to be honest with each other, I really want to write but it's not time, hold your breath!