Chapter 57: Am I Beautiful?

"Boy, I advise you to give up, mortals can't deal with ghosts that have become spirits." Wang Ze's gloomy voice appeared in Lin Fan's mind.

Lin Fan's body stopped in place, and doubts flashed in his eyes, "Could it be that Yun Nian is a ghost?" ”

Thinking of the way Yun Nian teased himself at the beginning, he was normally like a human being.

"After a ghost becomes a spirit, he can transform into a human form and possess human intelligence."

"Of course, the price of turning into a human form is to absorb the essence of men, the blood of women, and occasionally eat people."

Wang Ze's eyes showed longing, so he missed the taste of human blood.

"What then? You can't die without help, right? Lin Fan stood on the street corner, frowning and pondering, his face looking solemn.

If Yun Nian is really a ghost, then maybe someone will be killed tonight, and with his character, he will definitely not die without help.

"Meng Po only asked you to collect lonely souls, but did not let you kill demons and demons, so it is better for us to pretend that we didn't see anything."

Wang Ze's pupils flashed with a gleam, Lin Fan had promised himself to let him reincarnate, if something happened now, wouldn't his wish be in vain.

Lin Fan looked at the crowd flowing on the street, there were children coming home from school, and her husband who was in a hurry to go home from work, ......

Under the caress of the lights, it looks warm.

If any of them were killed, the entire family would be shattered, and the sad scene flashed in Lin Fan's mind, looking at the shy blush in the sky, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "No matter what, I have to go, because I can't watch them die in vain at the hands of Yun Nian." ”

"Actually, I can take you to Meng Po, maybe there is a solution." Both looked at Lin Fan's melancholy expression, his deep eyes, and his apricot eyes were full of shyness.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? I was sad for a long time. Lin Fan was petrified in place, looking at Yun Nian blankly, his mood was like piercing the dawn from the darkness, and he had just made up his mind to die, but he was disrupted by you.

Both of them clasped their hands, a little overwhelmed, their faces flushed, and they muttered in a low voice, "You didn't ask me!" ”

……

Lin Fan took the car to the funeral parlor, got into the elevator, and came to the Hades Tavern, and the cold breath hit him instantly.

"Close your eyes and hold my hand."

Both cheeks flushed slightly, and he watched Lin Fan stretch out his right hand.

Lin Fan nodded, holding the tender white and slender hand, the cold touch stimulated the nerves, soft and smooth, it was really special.

As time passed, the temperature around him became lower and lower, and Lin Fan seemed to be in the ice and snow.

"Here we are."

As Shuangshuang's voice came into Lin Fan's ears, he slowly opened his eyes, his pupils shook violently, and the scenery in front of him shocked him.

Two huge locust trees stand beside the stone bridge like door gods, the layers of superimposed green tiles emit a strange green light, there is an attic floating above, two ghostly fires are burning on the top, and the gold-topped stone wall is painted with various bird patterns, all of which are dark gray.

Lin Fan looked under the bridge, the secluded lake reflected the red moon in the sky, the shore was full of bright flowers on the other side, with the smell of the past life floating in the wind, look carefully, there is a stone tablet on the shore, engraved with a few blood-red characters.

"Wait for three years on the Nai River Bridge, and never see each other in the afterlife."

"This was carved by Meng Po when she was young, and she was not Meng Po at that time." Shuangshuang saw Lin Fan's doubts, his tone became a little sad, and he continued: "After walking across the Nai He Bridge, you can see Meng Po." ”

Lin Fan swallowed his saliva and stepped on the Nai He Bridge with a nervous mood, and Wang Ze's figure suddenly appeared in the air, blocked by an invisible barrier.

Wang tapped the barrier, his cold eyes showing doubts, "What's the matter?" ”

Why can't he step on the Dream River Bridge?

I thought that the moment Lin Fan stepped on the Nai He Bridge, he rushed into reincarnation, but he didn't expect to be blocked out when he first came in.

"Just honestly wait outside." Lin Fan glanced at Wang Ze and continued to walk forward.

This guy has a bad heart, so it's better not to bring it with you to avoid accidents on the road.

Wang Ze looked at the back of the two leaving, his face was hideous, and his pupils were full of murderous intent, "Damn." ”

One day, he will destroy this bridge.

The wind gently blows the flowers on the other side, like countless swaying elves, dancing, red petals fluttering in the air, and the blood-red moonlight shines on the ground, and the strange atmosphere is displayed to the extreme.

As we went deeper, snow began to fall in the sky, and the ground was white and empty, and the silence was terrifying.

Finally, the two of them saw the house, which was flanked by square stones, and on top was a stone lotus, in which sat a monster with eight limbs, without eyes, a mouth and a nose, as if it was a huge round stone pillar supporting it, and a thick iron chain was blown down from the top.

Inside are two red lanterns hanging from the eaves, a triangular roof, and a hideous bull-headed skeleton hanging in the center.

Squeak!

The dilapidated wooden door slowly opened, and the snow on it fell to the ground, and a figure stepped out of it.

Wearing a white crown with a white chain hanging from it, exuding a crystal clear light, a pair of peach blossom eyes, green pupils, seductive soul, the upper lip hooked peach heart and the lower thin lip slightly closed, wearing a red wrap skirt, wrapped by white strips of cloth, revealing the tender white shoulders, collarbones, the chasm faintly emerging on the chest, holding a strange and craggy wooden stick in his right hand, and a green square lantern hanging with an iron chain at the tip, twisting his bewitching figure towards this side.

Lin Fan looked at the woman in front of him, with the breath of death in his charm, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his footsteps stopped in place and he didn't dare to move, and his body seemed to be entangled by an invisible iron chain.

Meng Po walked with slender legs, bare feet in the snow, walked over slowly, looked at Lin Fan, looked down at Shuangshuang, suddenly showed a pitiful expression on her face, hugged each other tightly, her face buried deep in her chest, "Woo woo, you haven't come to see me for a long time." ”

Shuangshuang's face showed helplessness, patted Meng Po's back, and comforted softly, "I've had a lot of work lately, so I don't have time to come and see you." ”

In fact, she was nostalgic for the world and forgot to come to see Meng Po, but in order not to hurt the other party's heart, she told a white lie.

Lin Fan looked at this scene, and suddenly became petrified in place, how could it be a little different from what he imagined? Shouldn't Meng Po be all fierce and vicious? Why is it so cute? Like his sister.,Like coquettish.。

Meng Po's peach blossom eyes suddenly looked at Lin Fan, looked at it, and there was confusion in her eyes, "Who is this guy?" ”

Panic flashed in his eyes, and he quickly explained: "This is the messenger of the world. ”

Meng Po's red lips were slightly hooked, close to Lin Fan, charm flashed in her peach blossom eyes, her right index finger picked up Lin Fan's chin, her right leg stepped on the stone pillar, and her voice was full of charm, "Am I beautiful?" ”