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Yan Mo blinked, and it took a long time before he replied: "...I don't know."

The man frowned—it should have frowned, after all, facing a shadow, Yan Mo couldn't see his expression clearly, but he felt hesitant from his tone of voice.

"What's your name?"

"Yan Mo." He answered honestly.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Mo shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, and then quietly said, "Excuse me... where is this place?"

That person seemed to think about whether to say it, but he glanced at Yan Mo, and said: "It's my primordial spirit, Zhou Tian."

These four words are easy to understand separately, but Yan Mo can't understand them together, so he has to humbly ask for advice: "What does Yuanshen Zhoutian mean?"

Now it was the other party's turn to wonder: "You don't know what Yuanshen Zhoutian is, why did you come in?"

Yan Mo had no choice but to say: "I was doing some business in the funeral parlor just now, and I don't know why I came here suddenly."

...This answer is obviously a bit weird. The other party was silent for a while, looked at him, and finally explained:

"The Protoss has primordial spirits, and the primordial spirit Zhoutian is a space created by the primordial spirits of the protoss. In this space, the primordial spirits can practice independently, and ultimately help the protoss to increase their cultivation."

"But Yuanshen Zhoutian is not so easy to enter, usually only the protoss can enter..."

The other party did not say the second half of the sentence, and the partner of the protoss could come in, because saying this is the same as not saying it—after all, the person who broke in suddenly is not his partner, to be precise, he does not have a partner.

The man raised his eyes, and his beautiful blue eyes stared at Yan Mo: "Are you also a protoss?"

Yan Mo has been informed of many identities in the past two days, including the ghost clan and the dark demon clan, but there is no such high-level title as the god clan. He waved his hands in a hurry: "No, I, I'm just an ordinary person."

After all, his current ability is limited, and it is most appropriate to describe him as an ordinary person.

"...Ridiculous," the other party's eyes were full of puzzlement, "I have fallen to such a point that even a mortal can enter and leave my Yuanshen Zhou at will."

Although the other party was belittling himself, Yan Mo somehow felt that he had been connoted, so he had no choice but to try his best to win back his respect: "I... I am not so ordinary, I am... the new little Yama."

He did not accept the position, but at the moment he felt that it would be more prestigious to say this title.

The other party was even more surprised: "Yan Wang?... Where's Lu Min?"

Yan Momeng looked up at him: "You know Lu Min? Who are you?"

The man waved his hand and put it behind his back.

Yan Mo felt that he was probably wearing robe-like clothes, otherwise he wouldn't have made such an action, although from Yan Mo's perspective, his wave of hand was more like chasing bugs away, which lost a little momentum for no reason.

"I am, Prime Minister Qin, Qin Yuchen."

"..."

After saying this, Qin Yuchen found that the other party was still looking at him curiously, without much reaction, and was stunned for a moment: "...you don't know me?"

Yan Mo started to get a little nervous: "I'm sorry, maybe I should know, but I... After all, I just came to work in Yan's Mansion for a few days, so many things are still unclear..."

"And..." Yan Mo asked again, "Are you called Qin Xiang, or Qin Yuchen?"

"..." Qin Yuchen was silent for two seconds, and squeezed out a sentence, "Qin Yuchen, Prime Minister Qin is my title."

"...Oh, ok, I understand," Yan Mo's attitude was very respectful. Although he had never seen a god, and he didn't know why the god was such a phantom that could not be seen clearly, but he felt that since Once a protoss in the upper three realms, that status must be very honorable.

Thinking of this, Yan Mo was stunned for a moment again: "Didn't the Upper Three Realms leave? Why are there protoss?"

"..." Qin Yuchen obviously didn't want to answer any more, he pinched the center of his brows, "Didn't the Yan Mansion...don't make up your lessons for you?"

Yan Mo felt even more guilty. Before the judge, he briefly told him what happened in this world and the final battle of the gods, but the judge only briefly mentioned it, and did not mention the key figures in it carefully. It was only through the spirit of listening that he knew that the previous Lu Min had died in that battle.

As for Qin Xiang... He really doesn't know, nor has he heard of it.

Qin Yuchen waved his sleeves: "Forget it, my divine power is weak now, and I should have dissipated here. Thanks to the grace of God, I have been given a chance to reorganize the primordial spirit. Even this primordial spirit Zhou Tian has just been found. You are I don't blame you for entering by mistake, go back."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, as if intending to send Yan Mo back.

Yan Mo hurriedly said again: "I'm really sorry to bother you, I, I won't come in the future."

His tone was very sincere, and his eyes were full of apology. In line with his aggrieved little face, Qin Yuchen took a look at him, couldn't help but take another look, and then turned his eyes away and spoke indifferently.

"Please don't tell others about seeing me."

"You go."

-

Hei Wuchang was going crazy, he almost turned the whole funeral parlor upside down, every ghost didn't escape his questioning, they all trembled with fright, even the ghost aura above the funeral parlor became much weaker.

Just when he really had no choice but to contact Yan Mansion immediately to inform Xiao Yan Wang of the disappearance, he suddenly noticed a spiritual fluctuation in the funeral parlor, and in the next second, Hei Wuchang appeared outside the farewell room of the body.

Appearing at the same time was Yan Mo who was in a daze in the farewell room.

A wave of people had already changed in the farewell room. Xu Siying's family members watched the cremation of Xu Siying's body in dismay. What a horrible thing, but they have forgotten.

Now lying in the middle of the farewell room is an old man who lived to be more than 90 years old. To live to this age is already a joy and mourning, so her family members do not have too much sadness on their faces, but calmly and serenely toward the The remains bowed.

As soon as everyone looked up, they saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy in the room out of thin air, holding a black umbrella, looking at everyone in confusion, with a stiff expression.

Everyone look at me, I look at you, no one knows this boy, and... why didn't they see him when they came in?

So the old man's daughter said: "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

Yan Mo glanced blankly at the old man's body, then at Heiwuchang who was standing at the door with a joyful expression on his face, realized that he had returned, blinked, and tried his best to adjust accordingly.

"I, I, I... I am the grandson of Grandma Li's... sister's grandson!" Hei Wuchang told him just now that the surname of this grandma who has passed away is Li.

The family members nodded, although they still didn't know each other, they still agreed.

"Oh, so they are relatives."

"Grandson of grandma's neighbor's sister, you have a heart."

"I didn't expect such a long-distance relationship to come, we thank you on behalf of Grandma Li!"

"You're welcome..." Yan Mo stretched his hand behind his back, signaling Hei Wuchang to give him a flower quickly, Hei Wuchang looked around, and grabbed a soul in the corner who was intoxicated with a white chrysanthemum, and even Handed it to Yan Mo together with the soul.

Yan Mo felt that there was something extra in his hand, bowed politely, and handed it out: "I hope Grandma Li... ah!"

After he saw clearly that there was a little ghost holding a flower in his hand, he froze for an instant, staring at each other with the little ghost, unable to stand still.

The other party has accepted the flower in his hand with emotion: "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Unaware that there is still a little ghost hanging under the flower, stubbornly holding the flower branch, swinging around.

Hei Wuchang hooked his fingers, and the little ghost was in Hei Wuchang's hands. Hei Wuchang frowned in disgust: "It's worthless, a flower is so precious."

As he said that, he threw the little ghost into the flowers outside the cemetery.

When the little ghost saw the flowers all over the ground, he jumped on them excitedly and rolled happily in the flowers.

Yan Mo backed away while bowing, and finally walked out of the farewell room amidst the sound of thanks, and stood together with Hei Wuchang, both of them spoke at the same time, asking the same question.

"where did you go?"

Heiwuchang was taken aback: "Just now you disappeared suddenly. I searched the entire funeral home, but I couldn't find you."

Yan Mo asked him: "Do you know Prime Minister Qin, Qin Yuchen?"

Hei Wuchang's eyes widened, and his tone was a little more respectful: "Mr. Qin? Why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

"I..." Yan Mo was about to say that he had just met Qin Yuchen, but suddenly remembered what Qin Yuchen had told him, so he had to change the subject, "I heard his name."

Hei Wuchang sighed: "Qin Xiang fell in the battle of the gods... By the way, where did you go just now?"

Yan Mo blinked, trying to avoid the topic: "I... I was scared, so I ran out. By the way, where is Xu Siying?"

While changing the subject, he looked around, but he didn't see Xu Siying.

"I've already taken her in." Heiwuchang's face turned cold, "This brat almost turned into a ghost just now."

Yan Mo was taken aback: "Then her family?"

"It's already in the cemetery," Hei Wuchang said. "Her body has been cremated and buried in the cemetery behind the funeral parlor."

Yan Mo was stunned, and said, "I want to talk to her."

Heiwuchang shook his head: "She is in an unstable state, very dangerous, and may hurt you."

"But I promised her," Yan Mo said, "It's okay, you let her out."

The two came to the cemetery together, not far away was Xu Siying's family members, who were kneeling on the ground and burning paper.

Hei Wuchang took out a black bag from his bosom and handed it to Yan Mo: "I'll just watch from the side, and if something goes wrong, I'll immediately send her back to the Mansion of Hell—to hell."

"Okay," Yan Mo took a deep breath, and gently opened his pocket.

In the next second, the alienated Xu Siying appeared in front of Yan Mo.

With an agitated expression and an angry voice, she turned around and was about to rush to her parents.

"Xu Siying!!!" Yan Mo shouted, "Where are you going?"

Xu Siying paused, turned to look at him, and said, "I'm going to kill them."

The last time I saw Xu Siying, Yan Mo still couldn't hear her clearly, now he found that he could already hear the voice of the soul.

But Xu Siying's killing intent was so strong that even Yan Mo couldn't help frowning: "With Heiwuchang, you can't kill them, and...is it worth it?"

Yan Mo looked at her and said word by word: "They are indeed not worthy of being parents, but if you do it again, you will be the one who gets caught up."

"Are you going to take revenge on them at the cost of destroying yourself?"

Xu Siying's eyes shed blood and tears: "I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

"The cycle of karma, retribution is not good," Yan Mo said, "What they do will get the retribution they deserve. You are tired enough, let this end."

Xu Siying stared at him steadfastly, motionless, neither making a move, nor agreeing with his words.

Yan Mo looked at the little ghost lying on the side of the cemetery sucking flowers, and softened his voice: "Have you seen this little ghost? If you don't go back and stay in the world, you will become like this little ghost. In the end, it will slowly dissipate, and you can't even do reincarnation."

"This family is not worth it for you. Don't you want a diploma? You should be able to get it now. Come back to Hell with me."

Xu Siying's expression froze, and finally said in a low voice: "I don't want to go back to Hell, I don't want to be a human anymore."

Yan Mo was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked Hei Wuchang: "Can they not reincarnate?"

Hei Wuchang shook his head: "Everyone has their own destiny, and her next life has already been written."

Xu Siying also heard Hei Wuchang's words, and tears kept falling drop by drop: "I don't want to live this kind of life again, I don't want to be a human being."

Hei Wuchang was silent for a while, looked at Yan Mo with an expectant face, and finally said: "... If there is a soul that is really unwilling to reincarnate, we can extend the time it stays in the Yan Mansion, but during this time, he needs to pay for it. The work of the Yan Mansion is to be a ghost messenger, of course, not everyone can become a ghost messenger."

Yan Mo's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Then can she do it?"

Hei Wuchang frowned, and said reluctantly: "When she gets her graduation certificate, she can try to apply for a job. The education background of ghosts in Yan Mansion is generally quite high, but... since she is your classmate , maybe try it."

Yan Mo immediately turned his head to look at Xu Siying: "Did you hear that? If you don't want to reincarnate, you can stay in Yan's Mansion first. Those ghosts in Yan's Mansion are pretty good. You can make friends, and experience a brand new experience." world."

"Don't let the past trap you anymore, let go of these obsessions, and come back with me."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Xu Siying, with a bright smile, and looked at him sincerely.

Xu Siying froze for a moment, looked at his face for a long time, red blood and tears slowly flowed down his face.

Yan Mo looked at the other party patiently, until the other party finally lifted his footsteps, walked towards him slowly, and put his hand on his palm.

The moment the two hands touched, Xu Siying's figure gradually faded away, and finally returned to the Rakshasa umbrella.

Only then did Yan Mo heaved a sigh of relief: "That's great."

He looked at Xu Siying's parents not far away: "Now, they should be willing to give me this graduation certificate, right?"

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