After retirement, I became a gangster soul mate [Transmigration Book]

How come you are not calm at all when you are looking for death and looking for someone at such an age?

Yu Xian's eyes moved slightly, on the surface he was still calm and expressionless, but his eyes wandered and did not dare to meet him. Min Zhixing knew that he had poked a secret in Yu Xian's heart. At this time, his brother Yu's heart was not restless. Showing such calmness, after a long silence, Yu Xian neither admitted nor refuted, the silence had already given Min Zhixing the answer.

Good guy, he, Brother Yu, can actually play such complicated emotional routines as a substitute?

Both of them remained silent in a tangled mood.

After all, it was Min Zhixing who took a step back.

He put the things he brought on the table and explained: "I asked the people in the retirement administration that the materials used to make the body for the retired ghosts are not completely suitable for Song Lingyi's situation. Song Lingyi is an ordinary mortal body that carries too much burden His powerful soul is so exhausted that his internal organs are rapidly depleting, and some of the materials in it can't bear their effects at all given his current physical condition, and if he uses them directly, he may explode and die."

Speaking of business, Yu Xian could only temporarily suppress his messy mood.

He stared at the things on the table and said, "There should be another way."

Min Zhixing nodded: "Yes, but I don't think it's necessary. You can just continue his life."

Yu Xian heard the deep meaning in Min Zhixing's words, and shook his head: "I don't want him to be in such pain."

"Hey!" Min Zhixing suddenly wanted to pry open Yu Xian's celestial spirit cover to see if it was soaked in a ecstasy soup called Song Lingyi: "In his case, he must first repair the internal organs, then strengthen the muscles and bones, and finally It nourishes qi and nourishes blood, you can keep these things for later use.”

"Then this." Min Zhixing gritted his teeth and took out a jade bottle: "This is a life pill, you know how to use it!"

As the name suggests, the Vitality Pill is a good thing to suspend one's life, and they have to carry it with them when they go out on missions. It's not for their ghosts, but the evil spirits they have to deal with are all evil and too powerful. People, these people shouldn't die here, if they are lucky enough to meet and use a vitality pill, at least they can hang their lives and wait for the relevant personnel to come to treat them.

It was too sudden when he was sent here, and he didn't bring most of his things.

Yu Xian took the jade bottle and smiled at Min Zhixing: "Thank you."

What Min Zhixing couldn't resist the most was Yu Xian's smile.

Yu Xian himself is good-looking, and he doesn't know how to do superficial work. When he is angry, he is angry, when he is unhappy, he is unhappy, and when he is happy, he is really happy. Whenever he sees this extremely sincere smile, the person in front of him seems to have With a layer of warm light, people's hearts can't help but soften, and all the depressed emotions are easily soothed.

He has lived for such a long time, and the work he does is not considered good, but this person always has a kind of flatness after thousands of years, the softness precipitated by a long time.

Min Zhixing wiped his face.

"Brother Yu, I went to ask the people in the equipment maintenance department."

Yu Xian blinked: "Why equipment maintenance?"

Min Zhixing was expressionless: "In their eyes, whether it's the ** of a retired ghost messenger or the shell of a working ghost messenger who goes to work in the underworld, it's just equipment. Do you still expect this group of perverts who make dolls every day to treat their bodies as their bodies?"

Yu Xian: "...what did they say?"

Min Zhixing: "To solve Song Lingyi's physical condition, we have to find suitable natural materials and earthly treasures, such as ginseng, elf and sesame essence, etc. Just find one and ask them for some meat. In the end, someone will prepare the prescription according to Song Lingyi's actual situation."

Yu Xian nodded, and then suddenly thought of a very serious question: "You said... this small world can become a spirit after the founding of the country?"

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After many discussions with Min Zhixing on the details of the plan to save Bai Yueguang's substitute Song Lingyi, Min Zhihang left the Song Family Manor exhausted physically and mentally, while Yu Xian sat on the sofa, thinking about another question— —How to make Song Lingyi willingly cooperate with the treatment.

After all, Song Lingyi now, needless to say, he can clearly feel his silent resistance.

So why forego treatment?

Generally, those who seek death have a hard life, but these days, even if most people go through untold hardships, there is always a reason for them to live hard, and they are also plagued by diseases that cannot be cured and finally die. Many people are resisting the serious illness and yearning for a better life.

Song Lingyi hasn't come to a dead end yet.

Yu Xian cautiously opened the door.

The wind gently brushed the hair on his forehead with a little coolness.

The curtains have been drawn, and the balcony door is also open. The person leaning on the bed is quietly looking at the lush forest outside the window. The four seasons in the south are not very obvious, and most of the vegetation is evergreen all the year round, and it is always vigorous. The vigor of the autumn leaves no one can feel the bleakness of autumn.

"Are you awake?" Yu Xian walked over quickly: "Why do you blow the wind just after waking up, your body will not be able to bear it."

Song Lingyi looked up at him.

Yu Xian met his gaze and was slightly stunned.

When there are many emotions that cannot be released, they will be suppressed in the heart, little by little... until the heart can no longer bear it, there will be an explosion, and when everything is vented, the burden on the mind will also be relieved A lot, and of course there is another situation, because too much is deposited, and it will completely collapse when it erupts.

Song Lingyi still looked so calm and calm on the surface, and when he looked at Yu Xian, he could still smile at him.

But Yu Xian couldn't laugh, he could clearly feel the turbulent depression hidden.

Song Lingyi is like a person standing on the edge of a cliff. Below the cliff is a dark abyss, and the rushing river in the abyss is roaring.

This person is probably on the verge of danger, as if thinking about when to jump off a cliff.

"Yu Xian."

Yu Xian came back to his senses, and sat on the edge of the bed, with worry on his face.

"How long can I live?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was a proposition, Yu Xian tapped his toes in embarrassment, he hesitated and didn't answer immediately.

Song Lingyi stared straight at him: "You don't need to think about how to lie to me, and you don't need to organize euphemisms."

Yu Xian pursed his lips: "It will only take a month to take good care of it."

Song Lingyi nodded, and really didn't react too much to the fact that he was going to die.

He turned his head to look at the bedside table, and Yu Xian followed his gaze to look at it, and there was a file bag on it.

Yu Xian was a little puzzled, he remembered that there was no such thing here when he went downstairs.

Song Lingyi said: "Open it and have a look."

Yu Xian opened the file bag in a daze. There were several white paper documents and a few cards inside. Song Lingyi's name had been signed on the document. He quickly scanned the content of the document, and his face sank in an instant. There are four in total, one is an equity transfer contract, one is a real estate property transfer contract, and the remaining two are normal employment contracts.

The more Yu Xian thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: "What do you mean? Didn't I say..."

Song Lingyi interrupted directly: "Yu Xian, from the beginning, we were just a transaction, and I just made up the procedure to go. You really don't have to care about any money, but all I can give you is money."

"I'm a businessman, and I won't talk to you about my feelings."

"These are what you deserve, and they belong to you if you don't take them."

Yu Xian frowned, and wrinkled the paper with his fingers: "Why do you have to separate yourself from me?"

Song Lingyi asked back: "Then why do you insist on getting involved with me?"

Yu Xian was thinking about this question himself, but he didn't have an answer, so he couldn't answer Song Lingyi either.

Song Lingyi didn't care what he was thinking, and continued to say in a business-like manner: "You saved my life and helped me. The due reward is in the card. The share transfer is a good profit from the Song family. You can get a generous bonus every year as a reward for future employment, and as for this manor, it can be regarded as my personal gift to you."

Yu Xian finally understood: "You really don't want to live anymore?"

Song Lingyi remained silent.

He felt like he'd made it obvious from the start.

Yu Xian didn't know how to persuade him. After thinking for a long time, he could only ask dryly: "Don't you hate the person who killed you? Isn't it just to find the murderer after working so hard? Why did you give up now?"

"Hate?" Song Lingyi snorted lightly, "He's not worthy yet."

"It's just a bunch of jumping clowns, but if they dare to attack me, let's praise their courage."

"It has caused me some trouble, and it is natural to punish me a little bit, but I don't need to bother so much."

Yu Xian was a little anxious: "Then what about your sister? I remember that your brother is still in the hands of some Song Hui. If you just die like this, what will they do? What will Song do?"

Song Lingyi was still so calm, it seemed that he really didn't remember anything.

"The Song family also has a good name. What can be snatched by Song Hui is just a piece of meat that is thrown out to hang them. I think I can slowly erode the Song family after I die. It is really pitifully stupid."

"After so many years, do you think the Song family in my hands can be taken away so easily?"

Yu Xian opened his mouth, speechless.

Song Lingyi was born with poor health, but he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility. He was surrounded by crises, and his body could not last long. The smart successor must have prepared for the risk early to ensure that even if he died, the Song family would not collapse. To be precise, even if he died, those greedy wolves with dark thoughts would not get what they wanted.

"I want to check, but I'm curious about the person behind the scenes."

"But judging from the clues obtained so far, why bother to dig out a shady gutter mouse."

"As for Song Linglan and the others, it's their own problem if they can't live without me, and they really can't deal with those unreasonable and non-human methods, so I hired you to help."

This is the first time that Song Lingyi has spoken so many words to him, and he has also given him the greatest trust.

But Yu Xian didn't feel happy at all, only more and more uncomfortable.

With this sentence, Song Lingyi was arranging for the funeral, and also told Yu Xian that he would not have to waste his time persuading him.

Compared with Song Lingyi's calmness, Yu Xian is now fidgeting like a thorn growing under his buttocks. He glanced at Song Lingyi and wanted to say something but was entangled in not knowing how to speak, so he could only frown again Turning his eyes to contemplate, Song Lingyi didn't quite understand why this person could be so anxious about his affairs.

Don't look at Yu Xian as young, he must live a few years longer than him.

How can you still not calm down at such an old age?

Yu Xian looked at that irritating mouth and wanted to say something, so he yelled out regardless: "Shut up!"

Song Lingyi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Usually I don't see you talking so much! Now you're talking so vigorously!"

"Unfortunately I don't want to hear it!"

This gnashing of teeth looks like a fat cat being forced to explode.

"You think it's all over once you die!"

"Don't forget that the two of us are married! Even if you die! Your soul can't go to the underworld to report. It can only circle around me every day. Others can't see you, so you can only listen to me every day. If you are alive, you still have the freedom to go wherever you want and do whatever you want, but if you are dead, I will take you to the graveyard every day to dance disco, and take you to team-building with those ghosts who have lost their eyes, rotten intestines, bloodshot guts!"

Song Lingyi's expression changed slightly: "..." This guy is really ruthless!

"Yes!" Yu Xian suddenly remembered, the small flames in his eyes were burning: "I asked Da Meituan to take her son to climb up your soul every day. Do you remember Da Meituan? The black girl you despised so badly that day insect!"

Song Lingyi couldn't maintain his composure anymore.

He stared at Yu Xian, looked at his smug look, and choked out a few words: "Get out."

Yu Xian stood up and smiled at him: "Hmph, I can't cure you at such an old age! Xiao Mian."

Song Lingyi looked at the back of the cheerfully walking out, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Seeing Yu Xian jumping up and down in despair because of him, he was inexplicably happy.

This strange emotion is intertwined with the strong hatred that cannot be relieved from the bottom of his heart, making it difficult for him to ignore and suppress it.

There is no doubt that he wants to die, and it is not a matter of a day or two, but it is not without reason. From his birth to now, the obsession that has become more and more clear is the reason for his death-what is he looking for? .

But this obsession that has never changed, the strange combination of wanting to die and finding someone, suddenly... seems to have been slightly shaken...

The author has something to say: Yuyu: Huh, if you want to find someone, you might as well tell me, there are people in the underworld!

Jiaojiao: They are also people with white moonlight, why are you angry.

Yuyu: Although I am very angry, I wish you Bai Yueguang has been reincarnated

Jiaojiao: Well, I also wish you Bai Yueguang a few more births

Next chapter starts a new unit!

As for the Song family, we are the same as the Yi family. After all, it is not a wealthy family, so we won’t talk about it. Anyway, as long as you know that even if Song Lingyi is cold, these people have no good fruit to eat, and Song Lingyi survived halfway. There is no good fruit to eat. As for why those dregs are kept, it is equivalent to the mutual check and balance of internal forces. The only ones who will come out in the future are Song Hui and the troublemaker behind him