Looking at Song Xuan's expression, Jiang Jin knew that the other party wanted to be crooked after a little thought.

"What kind of service do you think you have?" Jiang Jin's eyes lifted slightly, and a hint of laughter appeared in his illusory voice, "Let's hear it?" ”

The meaning of ridicule in his voice was not concealed, and the corners of Song Xuan's mouth were tightly pursed, and there was no squeak.

Jiang Jian raised his hand and stretched out his hand to him, a faint black mist poured out from his fingertips, staying on Song Xuan's chin, the wisps of ghost qi were like the incarnation of the fingers of the evil spirit, wrapped around the tip of the young man's chin swaying from side to side, and the eyes of the black mist seemed to look at him again.

The young man's chin still had the red marks left before, and now it was stained with a trace of pitch-black fog by the ghostly qi, which was particularly eye-catching on the young man's white face.

It was only at this time that Jiang Jian discovered that Song Xuan was very tall, although he still had a sense of thinness from a teenager, but when he stood there with thin eyes, it was like a straight green pine and aspen standing next to the bookcase, which made people's eyes unable to ignore him at all.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you like this." Jiang Yao's tone was lazy and careless.

If he is not interested in this, then what kind of is he interested in? Song Xuan suddenly had such a sentence in his mind.

After Jiang Jian finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, and the ghostly aura faintly appeared between his slender fingers, and the black mist wrapped around his white fingers, and disappeared after a moment of light rubbing, and even the ink marks stained on his fingers disappeared together.

The hand is very beautiful, the knuckles are clear but not thick, slender and white, and the fingers are white and delicate when the mist is swirling, which makes people more curious about what a person with such a beautiful pair of hands will look like.

Song Xuan's gaze followed the wisp of black mist uncontrollably, and it was not until the black mist disappeared that he lowered his eyes again, allowing his long, straight eyelashes to cover his thoughts.

Jiang Jin asked again: "Will you grind the ink?" ”

Song Xuan had never touched this kind of thing before, and after a moment of silence, he said, "No." ”

Jiang Jin was not disappointed, picked up the documents on the table and looked at them with his eyes: "Go outside and find a few fluorite stones and embed them in the bookshelf." ”

Song Xuan asked him, "Where is the crystalline?" ”

Jiang Yao didn't raise his head: "Go find Hei San." ”

Hei San is the black hat ghost just now, Song Xuan heard other ghosts call him that when he was kidnapped.

This is the ghost world, Song Xuan knows this very well, he has no possibility of escaping, he can only take one step at a time.

So he hummed and turned and walked out of the temple door.

As soon as he took two steps, Jiang Jin stopped him again: "Wait a minute." ”

Song Xuan stopped and turned around, his dark eyes looked at him silently, as if he was asking, 'What else is going on?'

The figure behind the bookcase raised his arm and threw something at him. Song Xuan subconsciously dodged with a wrong step, and the little thing smashed impartially on the position where he was just standing, and fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

Jiang Jin mocked him: "What are you hiding? ”

Song Xuan looked down and found that it was a crystal clear pendant, with a braided rope tied above the pendant, and the red and black ropes were intertwined, which reminded Song Xuan of the evil spirit's shirt and the dark red waist seal tied around his waist.

"Take it, it's ghostly here, this pendant can help you resist a little." Jiang Jin said, "It's the first time I've used such a fragile and useless sacrifice. ”

The words of the evil spirit went in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear, and Song Xuan only thought that he didn't hear the latter sentence, bent down and picked up the pendant and hung it on his waist, and whispered: "Thank you." ”

After the young man's figure disappeared outside the hall, the voice of the system sounded in Jiang Jin's mind again.

233 screamed in a childish and cute childish voice: [Host, your acting skills are too good! It's just an evil spirit! 】

Jiang Jin: [Actually, I'm so nervous. 】

233 exclaimed: [Nervous? I can't see it at all! 】

[It's right if you can't see it.] Jiang Jin smiled slightly, [I lied to you. 】

233 Dazed: [......? 】

As you can see, its host seems to be a little naughty.

Jiang Jian took the inkstone to his hand, his thin white fingers holding the black ink block, and the movement of grinding the ink was gentle and skillful.

233 asked curiously: [Host, what did you do before?] 】

Jiang Jin's fingers moved: [Don't you know? 】

[I don't know.] 233 said, "I have not received any information about the host. 】

[That's not a coincidence. Jiang Jin sighed, "I don't know either. 】

233 was stunned for a moment, and then muttered, "Host, you lied to me again, right? 】

Jiang Jin asked him rhetorically: [Do you think I'm lying to you this time? 】

233 stopped talking, it could vaguely distinguish the host's tone, and felt that this time the host was not playing with it, and the host really didn't know.

Jiang Jin really didn't lie to it this time, his memory stayed at the moment when 233 appeared, and he didn't have any impression of what happened before that.

Jiang Jian learned the news of his death from 233's mouth, and learned the content of the next mission, but he didn't know about his life.

What was his previous identity, what occupation, what he had done, whether he had relatives or lovers, and what did he die for...... Even the name 'Jiang Jin', he only knew it at the moment when he bound 233.

But the strange thing is that Jiang Jin still remembers some common sense □□.

For example, he also knows desks, chairs, books and ink pens, knows what the concept of the system is, can read and write, and even remembers how to sharpen ink.

Maybe it was death that caused his brain to be damaged and he lost his memory, or maybe it was because he met 233 after drinking the half-finished product of Meng Po soup, Jiang Jin could only speculate.

Anyway, he is dead, and the events of his life can only be regarded as the previous life.

Forget the events of the previous life, forget it.

Obviously, he thought so, but Jiang Jin felt a little depressed in his heart.

233 seemed to sense that the atmosphere was wrong, and quickly changed the subject and said, "Host, have you ever thought about how to complete the task? 】

[Before I do that, I have a question for you. Jiang Jin did not answer 233's question, but asked: [How can the goal of the rescue mission be regarded as a successful rescue?] 】

[For example, the target this time, Song Xuan is a sacrifice, I thought that as long as I saved him from the evil spirit, the mission would be completed. Jiang Jian analyzed lightly, [But now that I am an evil spirit, I have countless ways to not hurt Song Xuan without collapsing his personality, and even send Song Xuan out of the ghost world, and never bother him again. 】

[In this way, the completion of the task is too simple. Jiang Jian said, [No, it should be said that the task is not established at all, because from the moment I become an evil spirit, the evil spirit will no longer endanger Song Xuan's life, and naturally there will be no task of 'saving'. 】

233 was stunned by Jiang Yao's words, and only after a while did he say: [The 'rescue' in the mission is 'rescue' in a broad sense. Helping the target out of their current predicament is part of the mission, it is only a 'physical' salvation, but beyond that, it is more important to make the target feel psychologically rescued and healed. 】

Jiang Yao's tone paused slightly: [...... Psychological salvation? 】

[Yes.] 233 explained, [The system guidebook states that it is recommended that hosts performing such tasks use 'friendship therapy', 'family healing', and 'love healing'. 】

233 finished reading the system manual, and said happily in a childish and cute childish voice: [Of course, these three methods are not all, the host can also use other methods, as long as it is a method that can complete the task, it is a good way to top the quack! ] 】

Jiang Jin snorted and said, "I understand. 】

This is the end of the conversation of one person and one unification, 233 still wants to say something more, Song Xuan's figure appeared at the door of the hall again, 233 did not speak again for fear of disturbing the host's play.

Song Xuan was holding a few fluorite stones in his hand, which were about the size of an adult's fist, smooth and lush, exuding a bright but soft light, reflecting the young man's face becoming more and more white.

The stone should be embedded in the bookshelf, this is what Jiang Yu just said. Song Xuan still remembered this sentence, so he walked to the bookshelf with the fluorite in his hand, and soon found the small lattice on the shelf, and it seemed that the size was specially reserved for the fluorite place.

The figure behind the bookcase was still with his head down, concentrating on his work, and a few strands of long hair that were scattered behind him slid mischievously to his shoulders, and he raised his hand to pull it back again.

The posture of the evil spirit holding the pen seems to be casual but very standard, and the pen is not hesitating, and the movements are full of smoothness, which is pleasing to the eye.

Song Xuan placed the stone while secretly observing the direction of the bookcase with the corner of his eye, but he couldn't help but have a question in his heart: It turns out that the evil spirit also has to work?

At this moment, Jiang Yao, who was obsessed with work, suddenly spoke: "Three on the left and two on the right, and one for you to keep." ”

Song Xuan's movements were stunned, what did he keep one for?

Although there were doubts, Song Xuan did not ask the reason, although the personality and way of doing things of this evil spirit seemed to be a little different from what he thought before, but the other party was an evil spirit after all, and Song Xuan still hoped that the less contact with the other party would be, the better.

Song Xuan placed the Yingshi according to Jiang Jin's instructions, and the originally dim and abnormal room suddenly brightened a lot.

He doesn't like dark environments, and the ghost world is dull and dim all year round, which makes him extremely disgusted. The light of the fluorite was bright and soft, although it was not as warm as the sunlight, but it also made Song Xuan feel that it was not so depressing.

As soon as Song Xuan placed the Yingshi, the figure behind the bookcase spoke again: "Go find Hei San to get a set of tables and chairs." ”

The hand of the evil spirit holding the pen did not stop, obviously not looking at Song Xuan's direction, but it seemed that he had been paying attention to him.

Song Xuan did so, and left the main hall again to find Hei San, who had been waiting not far away.

After listening to his intention, the black-hatted imp was very puzzled: "Is this really an adult's order?" ”

Hei San didn't wait for Song Xuan to answer, and then said to himself: "It's the crystal stone and the table and chair, the adult's order today is so strange, obviously I have specifically instructed before, you are not allowed to put the crystal stone in the hall, why ...... today?"

Song Xuan didn't hear the latter words clearly, he said in his heart that the evil spirit is the evil spirit, capricious and unpredictable, who knows why the evil spirit suddenly wants the stone again?

It can't be because of him anyway.