"Boss ......"

Zhao Yangwan smiled and risked his life to admonish.

"Although Mr. Yi is quite lacking in this matter, ...... He is a civil servant in the prefecture...... Think twice, don't slaughter him......"

Halfway through the words, he was looked at by the eyes of the black hole, and he couldn't go on, so he suddenly swallowed his throat and was silent.

His face was as quiet as a chicken, but his heart began to wonder what was going on with his boss.

After nearly 100 years of getting along with Zhixuan, Zhao Yangwan thinks that he knows a little about Zhixuan.

He's the boss, looking at the coldness, he is actually very soft-hearted.

Why did Lin Tsuka stay at the inn in the first place?

Yun Bulu stayed in the inn, although it was mainly to repay his kindness, but if he didn't do his best to help him, would Lao Yun's black-hearted rice balls be reincarnated and stay in the inn?

As for himself, he said to the outside world that he wanted to learn martial arts with Zhiqian before staying, but in fact, it was not true.

Zhixuan's force value is obvious to all, even if he loves martial arts, there is no need to rush to be beaten, tracing back to the source, just because of Zhixuan's silent help.

Of course, this soft-heartedness is also limited and occasional.

When a person dies and becomes a ghost, he will only do things when he takes over the ghost's commission.

But if the living people disturb her, even if it gets to her feet and grabs her legs and feet, she won't look at it.

And this kind of grave digging behavior in the past few hundred years, according to Zhao Yanghan's thoughts, it should not be able to stir up many waves.

Time has passed for a long time, and it is another point that people's housework has nothing to do with the obsession.

But now, looking at Zhixuan's face, Zhao Yangwan suddenly doubted his judgment.

...... Could it be that the boss is an old-fashioned and warm-hearted character, but he usually hides it deeply?

No, it won't, right?

"Lao Zhao, won't anything?"

Zhao Yangwan suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he somehow asked the words and asked Zhiqian to hear it.

He suddenly pretended to be stupid: "No boss, hahaha." ”

Zhifei didn't care about the performance of his spicy eyes, and stood up against the table.

"Lao Zhao, you say...... If the grave is dug up, what will happen to the dead?"

"This ......"

Zhao Yangwan thought for a while and said, "Don't do anything, boss, the real soul has long been reincarnated, not to mention digging graves, even if you break bones and scatter ashes like the ancients, it doesn't have much impact on the deceased." ”

So when he saw Yi Fengze moving his wife to the grave, Zhao Yangwan just lamented his lack of virtue and was not too angry.

Zhiwan lowered his eyes, hiding the thick ink that spread from the depths of his eyes, and his voice was the same as always.

"If so...... The soul is not reincarnated. ”

“...... What?"

Zhao Yangwan didn't hear clearly, so he couldn't help asking.

"If the soul is not reincarnated, the soul is attached to the mausoleum and the wife is buried...... And what should I do? ”

The soul is possessed in the mausoleum, and the mausoleum is equivalent to another body.

Moving the grave and burying others is tantamount to snatching up the house in Xianxia.

Now it is Meng Qingyao who is left, so what about the original soul in the tree?

Where did she go?

When Zhao Yangwan thought of this, he was extremely frightened and terrified.

...... Although he doesn't seem to have any hairy bones.

"The owner...... Why do you suddenly think that? It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

Zhao Yangwan hesitated with a glimmer of hope.

For these ghosts, people are separated from them by a yin and yang, and ghosts are the same kind of people in the same world.

If......

Yi Fengze inadvertently ...... because of his own selfish desires Or deliberately causing a ghost to wander away......

Hiss –

It's uncomfortable to think about Zhao Yangwan.

"Boss, do you know anything?"

If it was something that didn't have a shadow, Zhiqian would never make such an expression, she always relied on factual evidence to speak.

That is to say-

Nine times out of ten, there really is.

Zhixuan secretly endured his emotions, and after a while, he waved his hand, showing a tired face: "You go out first, I'll be quiet alone." ”

Zhao Yangwan wanted to speak and stopped, sighed and strode away.

The door closes softly, and the interior is peaceful.

Zhifei stood with his head hanging down for a moment, then walked to the front of the data rack and stopped.

Just now, when she heard Zhao Yangwan say that Yi Fengze moved his wife to bury his wife, she was angry, and she said that she wanted to kill Yi Fengze emotionally.

Thinking about it now, although Yi Fengze is the young head of a magic family, he is actually a mortal to put it bluntly.

Back then, the gods who were all over the world couldn't escape the liquidation of the Heavenly Dao, how could a mortal hide from the heavens and the sea?

If he really dissipated a soul, this karma came down, how could Yi Fengze be a soul crosser in peace?

Therefore, either the banyan tree he used was just an old tree with a bit of aura, and the so-called "ancestor" of that tree was not Yi Jiangshu, but Yi X Jiang.

Either......

He did transfer Yi Jiangshu's Tree of Residence, but Yi Jiangshu was not replaced, and she was still fine.

Maybe the banyan tree is just attached to Yi Jiangshu's consciousness, and the real Yi Jiangshu may have been reincarnated a long time ago.

Thinking like this, the wave after wave of anger in Zhishuang's chest gradually dissipated, leaving only a trace of emotion.

"Ahh......h

The delicate-faced ghost looked at the shelves full of books, and it was rare to show a confused expression.

She's here, what the hell is ...... For what?

Suddenly looking back, I was shocked to find that the years were silent.

Unknowingly, in the world, she actually stayed in the Zhiqi Inn for thousands of years.

And with this kind of life, I don't know if there will be the next millennium, the next millennium.

Millennia and millennia, endlessly.

She has no obsession, no wish, it is so dry that it is like a cracked river, stepping on it, and the sky is full of dust.

It's a millennium......

Zhiwan curled the corners of her lips without a smile.

She suddenly remembered a long, long time ago, when she was still called Afu.

Afu is the nickname of Zhixuan, the Xue family's family motto, women are not up to the line, and men are not crowned and cannot be named.

It is said that the ancestors of the Xue family have the blood of the spirit race, and the way of heaven does not allow other races except for the two races of humans and beasts, and the Xue family, as the descendants of the spirit race, should be incognito in order to survive.

That's why you don't choose a name until you're a minor.

Zhiqian was called Afu before she was fifteen years old, and after she was fifteen years old, the whole door was destroyed, and no one named her.

Later, when I met Yi Jiangshu, I got the name of "Zhixuan" from Yi Jiangshu.

Maybe this name is too unlucky, and all the people she meets, as long as they are a little close to her, most of them are ahead of her.

It really responded to the name of the soul of the couplet.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no nostalgia left, it would be impossible for the stubborn to think negatively.

She's just ......

I really don't want to face parting again.

That's all.

Zhixuan thought of Yi Jiangshu, the head of the Yi family who was two years older than her but knew all about the past and the present.

Yi Jiangshu has never liked to laugh, and when she looks at people, her eyes are sloppy, she doesn't speak, and she has her own air conditioning.

At that time, Zhixuan experienced the pain of extermination, not as much as before, always depressed, the two stood together, but a little similar.

Afterward......