"You're making me angry right now, and the consequences are serious, so ......"

Wen Yiren didn't say a word, and kicked it over again.

The man had sunk into the fire.

The fire burned, and he hugged his head in pain, screaming heartbreakingly.

"You dare to bark at me, scumbag."

Wen Yiren snorted coldly, "You have a good look, after seven hundred and forty-nine days, I will be taken to the eighteenth layer of hell, don't let his soul fly away, and don't let him be reincarnated, this kind of vicious ghost should suffer in the underworld forever." ”

Wen Yiren hurried back to the abandoned bungalow, and Yang Meimei was squatting on the ground looking at her corpse and crying terribly.

Seeing Wen Yiren, he rushed over and hugged her, "Sister Yiren, woo woo, Sister Yiren, I'm dead, what should I do, I'm dead." ”

Wen Yiren patted her on the shoulder, "It's okay, I can resurrect you, listen to me, and now lie back in your body." ”

Yang Meimei choked and nodded, and lay in very obediently.

Wen Yiren sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands and began to chant the incantation.

Circles of golden light blurred on Yangmeimei's body, and the sky was full of beautiful glow.

Yang Meimei felt very comfortable all over her body, and a mysterious aura was pulling her.

Until the gentle voice sounded again.

"Alright, you get up and jump down."

Yang Meimei opened her eyes suddenly, looked at her own reflection on the ground, and suddenly became excited.

"I have a shadow, I'm alive, I'm really alive, great, Sister Yiren, thank you, as a cow and a horse in the future, as long as you say a word, my life is given by you, and I am your person!"

"Don't, you're your future husband, don't say anything about it, you know?"

"Okay, Sister Yiren."

Yang Meimei hesitated, "Sister Yiren, you, aren't you human?" ”

Wen Yiren raised her eyebrows and pointed to her shadow, "Do you think I'm human?" ”

"Then," Yang Meimei's eyes suddenly showed adoration, "Sister Yiren, are you a god?" ”

"Half a fairy, don't care what I am, go back and remember to eat fast for seven days, no meat or killing during these seven days, and no going out at twelve o'clock at night, you know?"

"Got it."

Wen Yiren then turned his gaze to Fang Xiaoyue, "I'll send you." ”

Fang Xiaoyue nodded gratefully, "Thank you, sir." ”

At that moment, she suddenly knew the identity of Wen Yiren, and the one in front of her was the messenger of Lethe, who made a special trip to surpass these lost undead.

The flowers on the other side are still blooming all over Lechuan, and Wen Yiren looked at Fang Xiaoyue sitting at the stern of the boat with a lantern, "Do you have any wishes in this life?" ”

"No, I hope that in my next life, I can be reincarnated into a happy family, it doesn't matter if I am poor, I just hope that my parents really love me."

Wen Yiren smiled slightly, "Yes." ”

When the boat docked, the two ghosts hurriedly came over and saluted her.

"Fang Xiaoyue, this is Nai He Bridge, you drank Meng Po soup and kept moving forward, don't look back, you know?"

"Okay."

Seeing Fang Xiaoyue away, Wen Yiren looked at the fluffy who was sitting on the stairs in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?"

She glanced listlessly at Wen Yiren, and then withdrew her gaze to stare at her toes.

"Hey, Susu, Meng Susu?"

"Don't scream, I can hear you."

Wen Yiren pouted.

"So, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"Yiren, I feel like I'm really going to be in love."

Wen Yiren's eyes widened, and she looked at Su Su incredulously, "What? ”