Chapter 63: Good skill in serving people

When the man mentioned Song Lan Niang, he even said that his eyes were deep and dark. He buried his head down to hide it, bowing his hand respectfully, as if he was sincerely admiring and praising: "My husband is merciful!"

"If the wife of the Song family has a spirit in heaven, she will definitely be grateful to her husband for his kindness."

The man was really happy after hearing this.

With a wave of his hand, he rewarded the leftover oranges with half of his hands.

Song Lan woke up and was reluctant to get up. She closed her eyes and rolled on the bed.

"I advise you not to seek death~"

The little black shadow that was slowly emitting her lying on the bed was suddenly paused, as if she was frightened and froze in place very humanely.

"Tell me, what's the way it comes from?"

Song Lan's eyes were not opened, and his tone was much gentler and softer than when he was usually awake.

The black shadow shrank into a ball, without responding, but was more humane, looking at Song Lan with curiosity.

"Okay, then I'll ask you in another way."

"What did you do during your lifetime? Did you die voluntarily?"

Song Lan turned over, facing the black shadow in front of him, covered his mouth with his hands, yawned, and instructed the other party without hesitation.

"Pour me a cup of tea."

Shadow:...

The black shadow queen felt humiliation after realizing it. The yin energy suddenly became thriving around, and a small black shadow suddenly surged into a large group, trying to swallow Song Lan.

"Don't want to live?"

Song Lan opened her eyes and looked cold: "It's already a ghost. If you die, it will be completely gone."

The black shadow was about to swallow Song Lan's movements, and stopped in place.

"Are you a Heavenly Master?"

Song Lan frowned in a rough and hoarse voice.

"Speak with a nice voice."

She was very disgusted: "Listen to this movement, I really want to beat you to death."

Shadow:...

For some reason, I clearly wished to swallow this ungrateful woman immediately, but I felt an indelible fear in my heart for no reason.

The black shadow seemed to be humiliated and poured a cup of tea for Song Lan and brought it to the bed.

Another bright voice like flying springs and jade, he asked again with a stern look: "Are you a Tianshi?"

"Well, this sound is much more satisfying."

Song Lan stretched out his hand, and the black shadow was puzzled. After a while, a ray of yin energy was distributed. He lifted Song Lan's hand and helped the person up.

"It's quite sensible."

Song Lan raised his eyebrows and fell into the dark shadow's eyes. He was so bad!

The black shadow's chest was fluctuating violently.

What is this woman treating him as? !

A servant or a maid?

Does he respect his existence? !

He is a ghost! !

A ghost! !

Super fierce and cruel evil spirit! !

"Get the spit."

Song Lan didn't know what the black shadow felt in her heart, but she didn't know what she felt.

I don't care even if I know.

The black shadow was once again treated as a servant, and was furious in an instant, and the yin energy in his body was thriving. The temperature of the whole room suddenly dropped, like an ice cellar.

Song Lan raised her eyes and looked at the black shadow with a blank expression.

"Where?"

The black shadow asked, and it seemed to be guilty. The yin energy spread all over the house soon found the celadon saliva next to the huanghuali wood six-legged high basin stand.

After a wisp of yin energy that had been separated from the shadow, she returned to the bed with her spittoo, Song Lan picked up the teacup and rinsed her mouth gently.

This time, without her giving instructions, the black shadow had already divided two more rays of yin energy, reached over and took the teacup in Song Lan's hand and brought it back to the table.

Two new rays of yin energy came out again, and I took the new teacup again, poured the tea again, and gave it to Song Lan.

Song Lan took the tea and chuckled.

The black shadow's mind, which did not exist, suddenly became numb and his anger rushed up.

What is he doing! !

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What a shame! !

What did he do just now! !

The black shadow was really unable to accept the silky movement, and the temperature in the house dropped several degrees, and the remaining water in the basin produced several ice flowers.

"The skill of serving people is good."

It would be fine if Song Lan didn't praise her. Once she praised her, the black shadow felt even more insulted, and the yin energy suddenly became heavier, and even ice flowers climbed up on the beams of the house.

Click.

The teacup in Song Lan's hand was instantly shattered into powder by resentment.

Shadow:...

He seemed to be stupid and could not understand for a long time.

"Aren't you a celestial master?"

Otherwise, why is this resentment more serious than what he is?

The black shadow was a little inferior and took back all the yin energy released from his body, and at the same time shrank himself into a smaller ball.

I feel wronged, I dare not say anything.

He can't understand who is the ghost now.

"I have some insight."

Song Lan thought this thing was quite interesting.

"It's true that he can serve people."

Shadow:...

! ! ! You are insulting me! insult! !

He was frustrated and dared not speak out, and shrank himself even smaller.

"You haven't answered my question yet. What did you do during your lifetime? What's your origin?"

Song Lan raised her eyes and looked at the person with a cold look.

The shadow narrowed a little longer: "I don't remember..."

His voice was weak, farther away from Song Lan: "Since I have remembered, I am now." "Really?"

Song Lan crossed his legs and put his hands on his knees: "I will become a puppy if I lie~"

She said cutely, but her eyebrows were cold.

The black shadow shook, hid far away, shrinking smaller.

"All I said are true-aaaaaa!!"

The black shadow was suddenly swallowed by a cold green flame, and let out a shrill scream.

He was shocked and suddenly felt scared.

Why do people who seem to be in the same lineage as him, and even have a greater resentment than him, and are more like a ghost than him, can easily summon the karma fire of hell?

"Ahhhh, you are not - Tianshi, you are Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The black shadow screamed repeatedly. After a while, he realized that his screams seemed to be unable to reach the range of the karma fire! !

ah! !

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

It hurts - help, help!

Give me aside.

I say everything, I say everything.

The black shadow choked and trembled, begging for mercy for a while, but the women in front of him seemed to be unable to hear it.

I don't know what I thought of.

Woo-Wool?

Song Lan raised his eyebrows and thought this ghost thing was quite interesting.

She waved her hand and wrapped around the dark shadow. The fire she used to make soup removed two-thirds of it, leaving only a small cluster of faint flames that continued to burn.

"Say?"

Song Lan's eyes were calm, like a deep ancient well, and lonely.

The black shadow shook and shrank himself into a smaller ball.

"...I really don't remember who was in my lifetime. I just remember that someone told me that I could satisfy my wish."

"I just said casually, I want to live forever."

"Wake up again later, I will look like this now."

Song Lan's mouth curled slightly and looked at him with a smile.

The black shadow quickly changed his words: "No, no, no, it wasn't like this from the beginning. Yes, I don't know what I was in at that time, and there were ghosts around me."

"I, I swallowed them all, and I became what I am today."

"Later, I left that place and went to that house."

Song Lan couldn't help but feel a little lost.

It is not a rare thing for wandering souls to swallow each other and become relatively complete ghosts.

When she used to make soup, she was too bored and occasionally chewed a few wandering souls to make teeth sacrifices.

"That house seems a bit strange..."

Song Lan raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Oh?": "What do you say?"

"I can't tell what's going on, I just feel a very strange feeling."

"Almost all the ghosts wandering here obey the orders of the new underworld."

The black shadow spoke carefully, and occasionally peeked at Song Lan's face.

"New Underworld?"

"Almost?"

Song Lan stretched out his hand, and the black shadow immediately handed over the tea and heated it up with a ghost fire until the temperature was right.

"So, can you not listen to the arrangements of the new underworld?"

The black shadow laughed twice: "I am an official in the new underworld."

"Specialized in the work of collecting and redistribution of Yangsheng."

So, isn’t he not obeying the orders of the new underworld, but he is one of the orders he issued?

"Life collection and redistribution?"

Song Lan raised his eyebrows and felt like he heard a fresh word.

But it is not difficult to understand.

"Collect the lifespans of those of us who are in the haunted house to challenge us, and then...redistribute it?"

"So, the people who set up this haunted house to challenge are to collect the life of the challenger?"

Song Lan suddenly realized that there was no one who died here in Cui Jue's life book.

Including Wang Da and others who died on the first day.

This means that in the underworld, these people are actually not dead.

Not dying means life is still there.

Song Lan narrowed her eyes and looked at the black shadow in front of her that was almost the size of a fist: "Nothing happened last night, was it you did it on purpose?"

"Yes, yes, you can't let everyone die in that house."

"Sir, if the ghost energy in the house is too strong, it may attract the attention of the ghost servants nearby and be unfavorable to the great cause."

"So, except for those who are prone to death at the beginning and have weak ghost power, we are just slowly taking away their lifespan in their sleep, and the whole process is painless!"

Ghost images are tooth selling business.

Song Lan sneered: "What do you mean, those who have lost their life in vain, should you still thank you?"

The black shadow felt bad, and it shrank a little smaller.

"Who is instructed by the new underworld? Zhang family?"

The dark shadow shook his head.

He doesn't know either!

Song Lan added a little bit of fire, and looked painful when he saw that he looked like he was lying, so he changed his question: "Who did you collect the life span to in the end?"

The black shadow whimpered, and in the painful screams, he squeezed out a few words with great difficulty: "Give, give, give, ask, ask—"

Bang!

Suddenly, there was no chance for Song Lan to stop him. The black shadow instantly exploded into powder, scattered all over the ground like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

"Huh?"

Song Lan picked up a broken soul and murmured in a low voice: "It turned out to be-"

(This chapter ends)