After some clouds and rain, Xue Wusuan opened his mouth and asked, "Where do you think people will go when they die?"

"After death? In the superstitious saying that people die in the underworld, and in the scientific saying that people die and there is no afterlife. ”

"Then do you think it's better to have a land or not to have a land house?"

"I think it's good to have a land. ”

"Why?"

"Because then there is an afterlife. Maybe the regrets in this life can be made up for in the next life, isn't that great?"

Make up for the next life?

Xue Wushu was silent for a while. I smoked three cigarettes in a row before I said, "Have you ever wondered what I do?"

"Thought. I think you should be a big brother on the road, who has committed something and is hiding in Tibet. Zhou Huiru laughed herself.

She didn't know why she was laughing, and what was so funny? she was inexplicably picked up by someone, and then she was rescued inexplicably, and then she actually reunited with him thousands of kilometers away, and then the flower shop she opened after quitting her job had his name. Isn't this kind of emotion a self-depravity? What is there to laugh at?

But she just wanted to laugh. It seems that this man's arms are poisonous.

"Big brother on the road, hey, I used to count it as half a big brother. Not anymore. I'm taking people's lives. Whoever lives will be taken. Do you believe it?"

Zhou Huiru's heart pounded, gritted her teeth, and nodded. She believed it. has seen Xue Wusuan's murderous side, but she feels that the profession of "killer" is very suitable for Xue Wusuan.

Xue Wushu shook his head, he knew that the woman in his arms didn't understand what he said. But it doesn't matter. He was just looking for an audience.

"Let me tell you a story. There used to be a bastard who didn't study well all day long, fooled around everywhere, fought bravely and fiercely with others, entered the bureau, squatted in prison......"

Zhou Huiru could still understand what Xue Wushu was saying at first, but in the back, what Yama, what realm, what god, is this too mysterious? It's too mysterious, but it's a little laughable.

"You're laughing at it! Forget it, I told you didn't understand. ”

"Don't, you say, I believe it. ”

"Get out!"

After another commotion, Zhou Huiru was bored and was tossed and fainted again. By the time she woke up, it was the next morning. He sat up suddenly, turned his head, there was no one around him, he froze for a moment, smiled self-deprecatingly, but his eyes couldn't stop being wet.

"Yo huh, you cried early in the morning?"

"You! You're not leaving?"

"it! I went downstairs and bought some soy milk fritters. When you get up, come and eat. Xue Wushu lit a cigarette and pointed to the food bag on the table with a smile. To be honest, he really wanted to leave last night. In the end, he stayed. It's not clear why.

"By the way, after you left last time, an old man somehow came to me and gave me a business card for me to pass on to you, saying that he had business to talk to you about?"

Old man?business?

Xue Wusuan took the business card, and there was a name and a phone number on it. He took it in his hand and glanced at it and smiled. It turned out to be the business card of the old man Jian Chen.

It makes sense. Can the so-called business be anything other than soul poison?

took Zhou Huiru's mobile phone and dialed the number on the business card. After two sounds, he picked it up.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Old man sword, do you remember me?"

"It's you! Where are you now? I'll come right over!"

Xue Wusuan smiled: "Where else can I be?" In the county, Jinchengyuan Community, if you want to come, you can come." But I can't wait long for you. ”

"Wait for me for an hour!"

Hang up the phone. Xue Wushu grabbed a cup of soy milk and slipped it away, thinking about how to knock on the bamboo stick later. saw Zhou Huiru's resentful eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. When are you leaving?"

"There should be four or five more days, right?

"Hmm. ”

I actually nodded in acknowledgement. This time it was Xue Wu's turn to be embarrassed. I was secretly annoyed: What is this special thing called!

Fortunately, the old man came faster than he said, so that Xue Wushu would not be embarrassed for too long.

When he arrived at the living room and sat down, the old man looked at him again and again, hoping to talk to Xue Wushu alone. Xue Wushu directly ignored it.

"If you want to say it, just say it!

Zhou Huiru smiled, got up and said that she was going out to buy vegetables, and went out very consciously, leaving Xue Wushu to chat with Jian Chen alone.

"Tell me, why is the business looking for me so urgently?"

"How much do you have left?"

Xue Wusuan took a sip of tea and sprayed Jian Chen's face, and said angrily: "What's not in stock?" I told you, that thing is called soul poison!"

"Okay, okay, the soul poison is okay, right? Do you still have it in your hand? Make a price, how much we want in Longhu Mountain!"

Jian Chen didn't want to be in such a hurry. But that soul poison is so good. Not long ago, I went to a foreign country, a beginner-level ghost king, injured four Taoist masters in a row, and finally wanted to run, but he was lightly dipped in soul poison, and immediately withered, although he could still move, but his strength was only thirty percent at most, and then he was scattered.

Knowing that it was so easy to use, the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were overjoyed, but no matter how economical they used it, they couldn't use it a few times. Even a few good Daomen came to the mountain gate, thinking that they wanted to ask for some to go back to study. But Longhu Mountain is gone.

The most infuriating thing is that Xue Wushu is elusive, and he can't find anyone at all. Now that the call finally came, how could they let it go?

"You don't lack money, and I don't lack it. You know what I'm interested in. ”

Jian Chen nodded, took out two thin books directly from his bag and pushed them in front of Xue Wusuan. said: "Two ghost arts, you can see how much soul poison you can exchange." ”

Xue Wushu didn't answer, the system had already quoted him an estimate, these were two third-grade ghost arts.

"Two bottles. ”

"That's too little! at least three bottles!"

"Just two bottles. These two books are about the same level as the one you gave me before, so they have no research value. If you have a better one, I'll naturally increase the price. ”

The old man Jian Chen pursed his lips, reluctantly took out another one and put it on the table. Xue Wushu took a look, yo, the four-grade ghost technique?!Isn't this a means of breaking through the ghost realm?

"How about this? How many bottles can I replace?"

Xue Wusuan pondered for a while, and then said, "This one could have been exchanged for five bottles." A total of eight bottles for you, and one extra bottle is considered for you. It's not just ghost art, you can show me any good things in the future, I want the right one, it's definitely a high price!"

This ghost technique was obtained by Old Man Jian Chen from the surrendered ghost king with his master when he was young, although he also knew that it was rare, but he didn't expect it to be worth five bottles of soul poison. Naturally, he was overjoyed in his heart, and five bottles of soul poison meant that he could use it to subdue at least three more of these ghost kings. What a lucrative deal!

With a wipe of his hand, he directly accepted the eight bottles on the table, and asked with a smile: "That's no problem, but how can I contact you?"

"You don't need to contact me, if there is something you really need to leave a message to Zhou Huiru, I will contact you when I come back." ”

"Where are you on a regular basis?

"Underworld. ”