Chapter 36 Oh, you like chasing your wife in the crematorium, right? It will satisfy you
Yan Jun panicked.
Could it be that she just wanted to punish him right here? !
"Song, Song Lan..." Calm down.
The slightly opened mouth gave people a chance to sneak attack.
The collision of tongue tips made Yan Jun's head buzz, and the numbing sensation gradually spread, making him dizzy.
Song Lan easily forced the person back into a corner without any resistance.
We can only surrender and hand over all the public food.
Naturally, he had no time to notice that Song Lan's eyes were filled with dark and rich resentment, dyeing all the whites of his eyes black.
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"Song Lan, you..."
Yan Jun's voice was a little tired and hoarse. For a brief moment, he thought Song Lan had remembered.
The result was-"Brother Xiao?"
Song Lan, who had straightened his clothes, looked clear and clean, as if what he had just seen was just a dirty fantasy in his heart.
Yan Jun:……
Very good, I put on my clothes and forgot about them all.
Scumbag!
Song Lan looked at the unfamiliar environment: "What are we here?"
Where to put it?
Weren't we walking on the street just now, talking about who was going to propose marriage to whom?
Although she was only speaking unilaterally, Brother Xiao seemed very absent-minded.
Then...
Song Lan blinked, a little strange.
Why did she feel like she was fragmented?
Did something just happen?
Looking at the person who obviously couldn't remember anything, Yan Jun was helpless and pursed his lips. He wanted to say something, but he felt confused as to where to start.
"Have you forgotten?"
Yan Jun said nonsense: "You said you wanted to come to my house to have a look..."
"Huh?"
Song Lan looked around, a little unbelievable: "This is your home?"
The first thing you see is a dilapidated desk, with nothing on it where the statue of the god should have been enshrined.
Instead, there was some straw.
On top of the straw, there were three thick layers of quilts.
He stretched out his hand to touch the material and found that it was a piece of Nuanxiang blacksmith worth thousands of gold.
Sitting on the quilt were her and Yan Jun.
Uh...
Something strange.
How did she come here suddenly?
Why didn't she have any impression at all?
He looked down and saw that his clothes were completely intact.
It seemed like the two of them were just sitting on the quilt, chatting?
But looking at Yan Jun, he was obviously lacking in vitality, as if he had been drained of energy, and...
It's not like I didn't do anything.
Song Lan was at a loss for a moment. After much thought, he couldn't think of a reason, but he didn't delve into it further.
He just asked curiously: "Your family lives in a ruined temple?"
Although the place is in tatters, it’s hard to tell which deity is being worshiped.
But it is definitely a ruined temple.
"Princess, won't you be paid?"
"No food and accommodation provided?"
Song Lan suddenly remembered what happened to him when he was making soup in the underworld.
Eating is by the soup pot, and living is by the soup pot.
He wakes up earlier than a chicken and goes to bed later than a dog.
After working hard for a month, I didn't get any wages at the end.
Yan Jun: Well...
How should I say that this is his dojo?
"I'm used to being carefree and I can't live in those big houses."
He racked his brains and came up with a random reason.
Fortunately, Song Lan didn't delve into it, let alone think about it.
"Then we will be married from now on..."
Yan Jun's voice was urgent: "Miss Song! What I said that day was because I was abrupt, not because I coveted you."
"Besides, I said it is my duty to save you. Even if someone else falls into the water that day, I will save you."
"I really can't afford to commit myself to anything."
"I..."
Song Lan narrowed her eyes slightly and interrupted Yan Jun: "So, Brother Xiao doesn't plan to marry me."
Although his tone was very calm, Yan Jun felt danger.
When he lowered his head, he saw wisps of resentment gradually rising beneath the person.
"No, I didn't."
Yan Jun immediately gave up struggling.
He came here to clear Song Lan's grievances, so being able to be in the same place with him righteously was naturally an excellent opportunity.
Even if Song Lan didn't plan to marry him, he still planned to let the eldest princess find a reason to give him to Song Lan.
It's just that - "I'm afraid I'm not a good match for Miss Song!"
Yan Jun felt that in his previous life, Song Lan was burdened by love and hurt by his family.
In this life, naturally one should marry better than in the previous life, in order to offset the resentment of the unhappy marriage in the previous life. There is no reason to be so impulsive and marry a nobody like him!
Still in the name of "repaying kindness".
In this way, can happiness really be reborn?
If not, wouldn't it be of no use in eliminating resentment?
"Marriage is not a child's play."
"Miss Song deserves to marry a better son!"
"Instead of wasting your time on me..."
In Yan Jun's heart, he has already identified several men with good character and status.
More importantly, these people have a smooth life and a worry-free life.
It is most suitable to heal the psychological shadow and trauma left by Song Lan's previous life.
Song Lan was silent.
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Song Lan was silent.
Song Lan lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yan Jun saw the resentment surrounding the person suddenly dissipated, and his heart suddenly thumped.
broken!
You must be angry, right?
But he shouldn't have said anything wrong, right?
Yan Jun began to reflect.
"Since Brother Xiao doesn't want to marry, then forget it."
Song Lan's voice was calm: "Repaying kindness naturally means repaying the benefactor according to his request."
"If I force myself, I'm afraid I will cause trouble to Brother Xiao."
"That is not repaying kindness, but repaying kindness with hatred."
"I was rude about this matter, and I won't mention it again in the future."
Song Lan stood up: "Before dark, I have to go back to the house to attend the appointment and challenge, so I won't bother Brother Xiao anymore, so I say goodbye."
Yan Jun watched the people leave, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Empty and uncomfortable.
It was as if some important treasure had left him.
Looking at the direction where the people were leaving, Yan Jun was thoughtful.
Could it be that marrying Song Lan was the best way to clear up his resentment?
As soon as the thought passed by, he rejected it.
No one in the underworld knows that he sacrificed his body to feed a tiger, and even gave up his wealth and innocence in order to suppress Song Lan's resentment.
But the result is that it is just used as a tool to vent emotions.
Except when a person's resentment fluctuates the most, his body still has a slight calming effect.
The rest of the time, Song Lan was not interested in him at all.
I don't even remember the fun times I had with him.
More often than not, they treat each other coldly.
He can't.
It’s better to find someone with a noble destiny and good luck.
As for feelings, they don’t exist now, but they will eventually develop if you cultivate them slowly.
When that "man" is gentle, considerate, and builds a sweet and warm home with her, Song Lan's resentment will naturally be eliminated!
The more Yan Jun thought about it, the more it made sense.
As for the sourness that surged up in his heart from time to time, he deliberately ignored it.
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Jingzhao Mansion.
The formal dress was a little boring. When no one was watching in the room, he opened his eyes wide and stared at the ground in a daze. "Xie Shangqi" - to be precise, it was the wild ghost attached to Xie Shangqi. Suddenly he felt a very powerful force. Under the pressure, he shook like chaff and prostrated on the ground in fear.
"My lord."
The wild ghost was respectful and lowered his head, not daring to look at the person coming.
“Well done.”
A black stone the size of a fingernail was dropped from the top of the head and went straight towards the hands of the wild ghost: "This is a reward for you."
"Keep it up."
"Before I let you speak, just pretend to be crazy and act stupid."
The wild ghost held the jet-black stone, and the depths of his soul resonated with it.
This is actually a Wuling Stone that can turn a lonely ghost into a serious ghost cultivator, at least close to the ghost king level!
With this thing, even if his talent is poor, given time, he will definitely become the Ghost King!
The wild ghost was very excited and expressed his loyalty: "Thank you, sir, thank you! I will definitely do a good job and work hard for you!"
"Xie Shangqi's soul, I will take it away for a while."
"Since that ghost is in his body with you, you don't have to worry about it for the time being. His body will rot."
The wild ghost said "yes" obediently. After waiting for a long time and hearing no more noise, he secretly raised his head and found that the powerful ghost consciousness that could crush him in an instant had disappeared.
Phew~
The wild ghost breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling even more in awe of the "adult" in his heart.
Then he couldn't restrain his excitement and kissed the Wuling stone, which was the size of a fingernail.
Baby!
This is such a good baby.
Hei Wuchang couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw such a large piece of Wuling Stone in a small corner of Xie Shangqi's consciousness.
This is a great tonic!
I don’t know who the ghost consciousness just was, and it was so generous.
at the same time.
Xie Shangqi, who was taken away, was freed from being burned by the fire.
The scorching heat that burned his soul took him a long time to calm down, and then he barely stabilized his soul.
When he opened his eyes and saw the person opposite him holding his chin with one hand and looking at him with a long smile, his expression changed instantly.
"You, you, how did you-"
(End of chapter)