An Chang Shang Xiao

The streets are bustling with ghosts, it's not like a ghost gate, but like a market.There are several buildings with different styles from other houses, which look a little weird.

The two were guided to the designated house, and were taken to the hotel where they stayed, just like tourists who came to visit.

"Little Xiao Xiao," Wu Anchang looked around and patted Mu Xiao on the shoulder, "What are those towers outside that look like ghost buildings?"

"How do I know?" Mu Xiao glanced at him, "Which building here is not a ghost building?"

"..."

"Let me tell you," Wu Anchang moved the sign on his waist, and Bai Wuchang's voice lingered in his ears, "That is the Tower of Time, used for reincarnation."

"Time Tower?" Mu Xiao and Wu Anchang asked at the same time.

"Isn't reincarnation all about drinking soup and crossing the bridge?" Wu Anchang patted the impermanence sign on his waist and looked at Mu Xiao.

"Then are you reincarnated now?" Mu Xiao said.

"You're like me," Wu Anchang twitched the corner of his mouth, "If you don't drink soup and don't cross the bridge, how can you get reincarnation."

"So what's the use of asking me?"

Hei Wuchang has never seen such a shameless soul who is so leisurely and contented after going to the underworld.

"Have you guys quarreled enough?" Hei Wuchang shook the sign, "Go to the funeral parlor if you have had enough quarrels, and prepare for reincarnation tomorrow."

"The funeral parlor...?" Wu Anchang's ending sound was a little out of tune.

"It's strange that they are all dead," Heiwuchang said indifferently, "The ghost king can't name it, it borrowed the name of the place where the corpses are stored in the world."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Anchang didn't feel contradictory in an instant, because he believed that this was something that pervert could do.

Although the name "Funeral Parlor" is quite creepy, it's no big deal to the souls who just arrived, after all, they drank soup, but for Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao who didn't drink soup, it was strange to step in.

The interior of the restaurant is well-decorated, and there are even some dilapidated chandeliers and ghost counters in brocade-sleeved robes, just like tiles from the Northern Song Dynasty.

The souls in this "funeral parlor" are quite enthusiastic. As soon as they entered, a grandma holding a handkerchief came to entertain them.

"You two petty officials." Although she looked old, her movements were flexible, and she ran over from behind the small counter in a few moments, "Please report the door number."

The ending sound was delayed a bit on purpose, probably because the two ghosts in front of them were well-born, so they squeezed their throats a little bit.

If you didn't drink soup, you didn't drink soup, but it didn't say there was any door number all the way here.Wu Anchang thought puzzledly.

"037."

Bai Wuchang's voice suddenly came out from beside his ear, and Wu Anchang instantly understood what he meant.

He raised his head and said to Grandma.

"037!"

"037."

Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao said together.

The granny was stunned for a moment, then put her smile back.

"Understood." Grandma smiled, "The two officials, please follow this young lady."

As he spoke, he pointed to a little nun who appeared at some point.

The two rampant officials stayed in place without moving.

"Little Xiao Xiao," Wu Anchang looked at Mu Xiao, "I treat you like a brother, and you robbed me of my room?"

"I still suspect that you want to moleste me." These words were spoken, but judging from Mu Xiao's indifferent expression and indifferent tone, the meaning could not be heard at all.

"Baibai," Wu Anchang said with a threatening tone, "What's going on, please explain?"

"Both of you violated the rules." From the voice, Bai Wuchang was a little at a loss. "It's easy to be found if you are separated. There are ghost king's eyes everywhere here, so it's safer to put you together."

"Isn't it easier to be discovered together?" Wu Anchang asked.

"No," Bai Wuchang said, "Although it's just a soul, there are still... needs in that regard, so the King of Ghosts will not spy on the accommodation in the funeral parlor."

After finishing speaking, Wu Anchang could feel Bai Wuchang's embarrassment and embarrassment.

"...All right," he said slowly, "Understood."

On the other side, Hei Wuchang could be said to be enduring the urge to slap Mu Xiao, but he stumbled and explained.

"Understood?" Hei Wuchang asked extremely impatiently.

"My brain is better than yours." Mu Xiao replied.

"..."

Seeing that no ghost was willing to move, the little nun was straightforward, stepped forward and dragged the two of them away.

There is not only one such restaurant in this "ghost market", they are neatly lined up like small shops in a commercial street, with a total of about ten rows.

Every "funeral parlor" looks similar in appearance, and the internal structure is not much different.

Wu An was often dragged along, unexpectedly he didn't react at all.

He kept thinking that he, who has been widowed for nearly 20 years, has no chance to fall in love while alive, but the chance comes when he dies.

And this opportunity also met Mu Xiao, a handsome guy, so it's not a loss.

The little nun snapped open the bamboo door of 037, threw the two souls in her hand and left behind closed door.

After entering, no one spoke, just staring blankly at each other.

Mu Xiao stared at it for a while, but before he could speak, Hei Wuchang said first, "Look at each other affectionately?"

"……no."

After speaking, he turned and went to visit the room.

No matter how you look at it, this is a single room.

They are now faced with a very important question - whether or not to share the same bed.

"Little Xiao Xiao," Wu An used to look at the only bed with almost hostile eyes, "I play on the floor?"

"No need," Mu Xiao looked extremely calm in comparison, "The two elders are just sleeping, do you want to be shy?"

"Anyway, I'm also a flamboyant young master!" Wu Anchang dissatisfied, "Except for the staff dormitory, I have never slept in such a small bed! What's more, I have to be with you..."

Halfway through the speech, he looked at Mu Xiao, and the other person's eyes seemed to remind him to speak well.

He turned around for a while: "Sleeping with a handsome guy like you, I'm very troubled."

"If you love to sleep, don't sleep, if you don't sleep, get out."

This was the last sentence Mu Xiao said to him today, and after he finished speaking, he went to bed without hesitation and made a sleeping posture.

Wu An often looked at the dead body lying in front of him... Bah, Mu Xiao is just a dead body, the helplessness in his heart is beyond words.

Finally he said to himself: "Just one night, tomorrow I will go to Samsara and see how you bully me." He raised his fist and waved it in the air at Mu Xiao.

Walking frantically, Wu Anchang finally lay down on the bed.

Although the place is small, it is better than sleeping on the floor.He comforted himself like this.

The son of a rich family is a little sleepy, and Wu Anchang is so bored because he can't sleep, he goes to count for a few seconds.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and slowly muttered to myself while facing the ceiling.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao..." There was a hint of coquettishness between the words, and he dared to call it that because he knew that Mu Xiao would ignore him.

Sure enough, the answer from the other side was: "..."

no answer.

"You said you were so handsome," he still felt a little wronged, "Why did you do that kind of job and die so early?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear some complaints.

"If you don't like 'Xiao Xiao Xiao', then shall I change it for you?"

"..."

"Then I'll take it as your default, Ang."

"..."

"Xiao Chen? Xiao indifferent? Xiao has no feelings?"

"..."

"It's a bit awkward," Wu Anchang thought about it seriously, "It's better to hear 'Xiao Xiao Xiao'."

Just talking to himself like this, if he is still alive, he might lose his temper because of loneliness, and even hold back some tears, but now, the tears can no longer come out.

The King of Ghosts is really good at managing the underworld. In order to allow the ghosts to adapt, the light in the room is adjusted according to the sun.

It was probably in the middle of the night that Wu Anchang finally fell asleep in a daze.

When awake, Wu Anchang can remain motionless, but after falling asleep, it is impossible for the young master not to break the habit.

He presumptuously put his legs on Mu Xiao's waist, facing the ceiling, leaning on Mu Xiao's hand and touching his face, as if he could feel a treasure.

This is Wu Anchang's quirk. Since he was a child, he always likes to sleep while touching beautiful things, because he thinks this habit makes him look so good-looking.

But now, the subconscious mind has confirmed the target and successfully touched the beautiful object, so Wu Anchang is really willing to fall asleep.

The dark lights of this ghost city are changing, and the disabled ghosts who don't know the direction are shuttling between the rows of guest villages. As for why they keep floating, they may not know it themselves.

After all, souls are different from people. There are beds and tables in the room, but the quilt is missing.

Although the ghost itself has no temperature, it will still be cool when the wind blows.

Wu Anchang also stopped his aggressive movements, but his hand still refused to leave Mu Xiao's face.

He had been doing vigilant tasks and had long-term training before he was alive. It is impossible for Mu Xiao to sleep deeply, let alone now he is lying on the same bed with a ghost he has known for less than two days.

This ghost, whom he had known for less than two days, was caressingly touching his face, but he couldn't react yet, otherwise he would be slapped hard for the big words he said before going to bed.

"Get up if you can't stand it."

It was the familiar dull voice, and Hei Wuchang didn't pass on the word from his waist card this time.

Hearing this clear and clear voice, Mu Xiao moved away Wu Anchang's hand and propped up his upper body.

Heiwuchang stood beside their bed in his original appearance.

"Or do you still enjoy being touched by him?"

"...Impossible," Mu Xiao got off the bed softly, "Who would enjoy being touched by this fool."

"Really?" Hei Wuchang folded his arms on his chest, "You don't like him?"

"Is it because you exchanged your IQ for the Ghost King that you became impermanent?" Mu Xiao looked at him with disdainful eyes.

"I don't have time to joke with you," Hei Wuchang pointed to Wu Anchang who was still sleeping soundly, "Don't say goodbye to him? Maybe we won't be able to see him later?"

"Are you sick?" Mu Xiao went straight to the door, "If you don't see the best, it won't hinder me."

"Then I won't get in your way?"

"At least you don't talk much, and you don't use nicknames."

"Hmm..." Hei Wuchang glanced at Wu Anchang again, "It makes sense."

When we got to the main road, the wind was blowing more violently, and the environment created by the ghost king was indeed somewhat similar to the world of the sun.The disabled ghosts drifted in one direction in groups, while Mu Xiao and Hei Wuchang went against the flow and walked in the direction of the "Time Tower".

When he reached the bottom of the tower, he could clearly feel an inward airflow, and Mu Xiao walked in without even thinking about it.

"I'll send you here," Hei Wuchang stopped, "If you go further, you'll find the Ghost King's avatar."

"Well," Mu Xiao glanced at him, "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Hei Wuchang rolled his eyes, "You're not stupid to threaten me with Ah Bai."

Mu Xiao snorted and turned his head to leave.

As soon as he took half a step, there was a shout from behind.

"Little Xiao Xiao," Wu Anchang came out from behind a guest village on the side of the tower, "You are so ruthless, you just left me like this?"

After hearing the voice, Mu Xiao subconsciously took two steps back.

"Wu Anchang?" He frowned, "Shouldn't you..."

"Should be sleeping while snoring, right?" Wu Anchang interrupted him, "I'm a heavy sleeper, but I can get up when there is a sound. I'm sorry I didn't follow your plan, but finally there is someone who can do things together. I'm not likely to let it go so easily."

"You followed us here?" Hei Wuchang interjected.

"Hearing your conversation, at first I thought I was dreaming and didn't get up," Wu Anchang said, "But I lacked a little feeling in my hands, and I knew I was 'abandoned'."

Mu Xiao looked at him and said in his heart: So I should put a face there?

Wu Anchang continued: "When I got up, I thought about your conversation, the way to leave me behind and not see me, what else is there besides reincarnation?"

"So you followed out?" Hei Wuchang asked.

Feeling a bit annoyed at being interrupted, Wu Anchang glanced at him: "Wait until I finish. I'm a road idiot, even if I can see the location of the time tower, I can't reach it, it's too roundabout."

Then, he pointed to Heiwuchang, and said proudly: "So I used you to threaten Baibai, so I came here."

"..." Hei Wuchang was stunned for a while, "You two are indeed suitable for group action."

The method is the same, the same ruthless.

"Little Xiao Xiao," Wu Anchang looked at Mu Xiao, "Does he mean that we get along very well?"

"...I don't know," Mu Xiao snorted, "Maybe it means that this method is very effective."

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Volume One: Immortal Taoism

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