I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Although Bai Wuchang's words are a little bit off, they are telling the truth.

If Feng Xun's body was destroyed, then his soul would lose the instrument to accommodate him. Even if it was a living soul, it had the hope of returning to the mortal world, so it could only admit defeat.

So reviving the soul is one aspect, and keeping Feng Xun's body intact is another aspect.

But where is Feng Xun's body... Ning Zhi'an scratched his hair in confusion, he didn't know.

He only met Feng Xun in the afternoon and had some impressions of this person, after that Ning Zhi'an didn't pay attention to Feng Xun's movements.

Ning Zhi'an was not sure even if he was still in the hotel.

Ning Zhi'an was worrying, when he saw Bai Wuchang laughing with his tongue hanging, pointing to Feng Xun's ghost not far away and said: "Just kidding, there is still a ray of life in his soul, which means that his body is hanging on the last In one breath, there won't be any youngsters in a hurry to cremate him."

Ning Zhi'an: "... Are all the ghost messengers in your underworld like you?"

Bai Wuchang asked cheerfully, "Daddy, what do you mean?!"

Ning Zhi'an: "It's okay, I just think your leader should be a tolerant person." The fact that White was able to become the ghost messenger of the underworld fully demonstrates the inclusiveness of the underworld government.

When he was about to get closer, Ning Zhi'an suddenly thought of a question.

"By the way, will he still have that memory after his resurrection?"

Feng Xun had been in a state of confusion just now, as if all his consciousness was controlled by the female ghost, but he didn't know if he would still have the memory of just now when he woke up.

If he really has an impression, then Ning Zhi'an will inevitably have to use his brains to explain this matter.

"The female ghost is a little daoist, and she knows a little bit of superficial soul arrest, but it only works for this kind of ghost whose soul has just left the body and doesn't know anything."

Bai Wuchang explained: "He was almost as if he had knocked on a poisonous mushroom just now. He was dizzy and didn't realize what he had experienced, but he will definitely remember things after he wakes up."

During the conversation, the appearances of the ghosts could all fall into Ning Zhian's field of vision.

What happened just now was urgent and sudden, and Ning Zhi'an couldn't help being afraid.But now looking at a few ghosts with different shapes and unique and scary features from a distance, Ning Zhi'an couldn't help curling up his fingers.

Ning Zhi'an stopped immediately, and said with a somewhat unnatural gaze: "Then you go, I'll just watch from afar."

If it weren't for the worry about Bai Wuchang's handling of the facts, Ning Zhi'an didn't want to stay here at all.

Bai Wuchang was puzzled: "Are you afraid that the old man will recognize you after he recovers?"

"You have saved his life. According to your Yangjian script, the following plot is that he is grateful to you, and even wants to introduce his beautiful daughter to you, and then you will reach the pinnacle of life from now on. Isn't that a good thing? ?”

...Which one who appears to be at the pinnacle of life on the surface is an honorary underworld person behind his back?

Ning Zhi'an thought with some gloom: It's over, he can't go back.

Not wanting Feng Xun to recognize himself after returning to his soul is one aspect, and the fear of those ghosts is also a very important reason.

He hid himself behind a black suv, showing a small black head, and said to Bai Wuchang in a muffled voice, "Don't worry about it, go to work!"

"That's right!" When Bai Wuchang was about to walk over, Ning Zhi'an confessed mysteriously: "Don't tell them that you have seen me!"

……

In order to make his appearance more eye-catching, Bai Wuchang appeared in front of several ghosts in a flash, pretending to ask, "What are you doing?"

The three ghosts hurriedly showed their passports to the underworld, and explained their brave behavior to Bai Wuchang.

The hanged ghost asked with some expectation: "Have you seen Da Da, the unemployed starlet?"

Although Ning Zhi'an had explained to Bai Wuchang, but in order to rectify the atmosphere in the underworld, Bai Wuchang changed the way of saying: "He left beforehand, let me tell you before leaving, civilized pursuit, don't be an illegitimate child."

The most important thing is that I am afraid that these ghosts will be reckless and irritate Da Da. After all, these ghosts are ugly and not as handsome as him.

The hanged ghost and the drowned ghost hastily nodded and agreed, but they were thinking in their hearts, how could chasing after a change be called illegitimate.

Only the dead ghost is an honest man, he said in a low voice: "When he leaves, he must pay attention to traffic safety!"

Feng Xun listened from the side, and guessed in his heart that the ghost in front of him, Bai Wuchang, was probably the ghost that these ghosts said the celebrity had found to help him solve the problem.

It seems that this unemployed starlet is really popular. Not only does he know ghosts, but he also has illegitimate fans.

I just don't know why he wants to help me, and what relationship do I have with him?

After Bai Wuchang explained to the three ghosts, he turned his head to look at Feng Xun: "Someone has already told me about your situation, now you can talk about it in detail, the last thing you did before you died."

Feng Xun pointed at the female ghost and said, "I drank some wine and was walking in the stairwell when I suddenly saw this female ghost! It scared me..."

Hearing this, Bai Wuchang gestured to Ning Zhi'an without a trace, and deliberately raised his voice, "You said you died in the stairwell?"

Feng Xun's body was probably in the stairwell of the hotel.

Ning Zhi'an understood, and quietly ran to the hotel without disturbing the ghosts.

At the same time, he was also a little puzzled, how did these ghosts find him?

Stepping into the warm and bright hotel lobby, Ning Zhi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and ran towards the elevator without stopping.

I don't know if it's because his speed is too slow, or if Bai Wuchang finally got it right. When Ning Zhi'an rushed to the stairwell panting slightly, there were many people surrounded there, and Feng Xun had already woken up. Wei Yu supported him.

Fortunately, Feng Xun's time away from his soul was very short, and he was not too cold, otherwise there is really no way to explain it.

After all, Feng Xun is an old drama player, even though his heart is turbulent, his face is still calm.

In the face of everyone's concern, Feng Xun certainly couldn't talk about his experience of leaving his soul, he only vaguely said that his legs became weak from drinking too much, he accidentally stepped on the wrong stairs and fell down, and passed out directly.

Everyone talked at once.

"You are really blessed, and you will enjoy the blessings in the future!"

"I still need to check with a doctor. I'll call a private doctor now!"

"No extreme happiness, no extreme prosperity!"

Everyone said everything, Feng Xun thanked them one by one, and was supported by Zhou Weiyu to walk to a clean place.

When passing by Ning Zhi'an, Feng Xun suddenly stopped in his tracks. For some reason, he just felt that this young man was familiar and comfortable to him.

Ning Zhian's scalp tightened...

He wasn't sure if Feng Xun recognized him, but he still pretended to be ignorant, imitating others and smilingly said auspicious words to Feng Xun: "Teacher Feng is really blessed!"

As soon as Ning Zhi'an opened his mouth, Feng Xun felt that the voice seemed more familiar to him.

But now is not the time to delve into it, so Feng Xun forced a smile and continued to move forward with Zhou Weiyu's support.

It wasn't until he reached a quiet place with few people that Feng Xun showed a bit of haggard appearance after suffering a catastrophe.

Feng Xun sat down in a daze, sighed, and said to Zhou Weiyu, "Weiyu, do you believe that there is black and white in this world?"

He was just restless at first, his consciousness was lax, and when he said it subconsciously, he didn't expect Zhou Weiyu to be very sure: "I believe it!"

At this moment, Feng Xun seemed to have found a bosom friend, and held Zhou Weiyu's hand tightly: "Do you know that I was saved by Bai Wuchang and an enthusiastic star who is very popular in the underworld!"

Ning Zhi'an sat in the lobby with some trepidation, clutching his fingers, and suddenly smelled a familiar scent of citrus perfume, mixed with a touch of alcohol.

The next second a familiar voice sounded above his head.After talking for a whole day, Ji Zhaoran's voice was a little hoarse than usual, and the ending was gently suppressed.

"What do you think?"

Ning Zhi'an's expression froze, and he replied as if guilty: "I didn't think about anything!"

At this time, the banquet had come to an end, and the meal was almost finished. Under the guidance of the staff, most of the people walked out while exchanging greetings.

Ji Zhaoran sat down beside Ning Zhi'an, put his fingertips between his eyebrows, and squeezed them gently.

The lighting in the banquet hall is complicated, and the people are also brightly reflected, and even the fatigue will be concealed by this.

Ji Zhaoran picked up a mint candy on the table with his slender fingers, and slowly tore it open.The cool smell dissipated, and Ji Zhaoran's voice became clearer than before.

"Call your assistant, we're going."

……

On the way back, Xiao Zhou was driving in the cab, Ning Zhi'an and Ji Zhaoran sat side by side in the back.

The carriage was warm and quiet, and Xiao Zhou looked ahead silently and intently.

The Maybach's compartment has a lot of space, but maybe because of Ji Zhaoran's strong presence, or maybe because he is tall, Ning Zhi'an feels that the space in the back row is a bit cramped.

Ji Zhaoran was leaning against the back of the chair with a loose expression, his slender legs were lazily crossed, and the lights from the street lamps outside the window intertwined and fell on Ji Zhaoran's side face, casting bright and dark shadows.

Ning Zhi'an put her hands on her lap obediently, looking delicate and obedient, but in her heart she was always thinking about the way Feng Xun looked at him.

After hesitating for a while, Ning Zhi'an finally asked, "Mr. Ji, what happened to Mr. Feng Xun just now?"

Ji Zhaoran raised his eyebrows.

He didn't want to tell Ning Zhi'an about these things, but thinking of Zhou Weiyu's incident last time, Ning Zhi'an swore that he had betrayed his trust, after all, he couldn't bear to fool people.

"Mr. Feng said that he bumped into a ghost in the stairwell and was scared out of his wits." Ji Zhaoran said calmly.

Ning Zhi'an became nervous when she heard the words, and tightly gripped her fingers.

Ji Zhaoran continued: "He said that he met Bai Wuchang, and Bai Wuchang helped him return his yang."

Ning Zhian swallowed calmly, she really remembered...

Xiao Zhou was still driving the car seriously on the surface, but his ears were slightly tilted, and his heart was unbearably excited.

Could it be that Lord Bai Wuchang in his dream is doing good deeds again! ?

When Feng Xun told Ji Zhaoran, his mind was still not very clear, and his logic was a bit messed up.

But Ning Zhian was curious, and Ji Zhaoran said patiently: "He also said that Bai Wuchang was called by a star from the underworld. That star is very popular, has many fans, and has a good relationship with ghosts, if not If this star from the underworld helps him, he might really die."

"Old Feng must have been frightened, and his thoughts were a little confused when he told me."

……

The more Ning Zhian listened, the more something was wrong, and she had a vague premonition.

As expected, Ji Zhaoran smiled in the next second.

"He said that those fans in the underworld called him an unemployed little star."

Ning Zhi'an: "..."