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Chapter 161 It’s Not Easy to Be a Ghost Messenger in the Underworld (22)

In the evening, in the palace garden.

The young man paced back and forth, with some sadness between his brows.

The word death itself is not scary. What is scary is... knowing that you will have to face it soon.

There will be many regrets and many beautiful things in my mind.

But I can't catch it anymore.

He was not a very good leader, he never was and he will never be.

The boy's dark pupils drooped slightly and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"I say...how long are you going to stay alone?" A clear voice came from the roof.

Di Liao jumped easily and landed steadily in front of Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan froze, his lips curled slightly: "You... are here for her? Why, you don't trust me? Are you afraid that I will run away?"

Di Liao looked at the person in front of him, frowning slightly: "You should believe her."

"Mo Xuan, you should be thankful that she treats you well."

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, and turned his back to Di Liao: "I know, I will naturally do what I promised."

Di Liao pursed his lips and smiled: "Do you feel... miserable? You have to face these problems at such a young age?"

Mo Xuan paused, as if agreeing.

Indeed, although he accepted it, he was extremely unwilling.

He hated the unfairness of this world and the fate that was destined for him since birth.

"Every world has its own rules. If they are broken, there will be corresponding... punishment. Maybe you think it's unfair, but do you know... our lives?" Di Liao looked up with a faint smile in his eyes.

"It's actually quite boring to repeat the same thing every day. For hundreds of years, you will watch countless dead souls grow and die, and then die and be reborn. It's an endless cycle, endless repetition."

"You complain that life is short, but we blame it... We can't stop, we can't forget each other."

Di Liao said, turning around and looking at the boy, smiling determinedly: "Mo Xuan, sometimes... we envy humans. At least there are some things... you won't remember for a very long time."

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, and when he met Di Liao's gaze, he felt a little confused.

Di Liao sighed and rubbed Mo Xuan's head: "Forget it, you are just a child, it doesn't matter if you don't understand these. Just remember that we are not as cunning as you think."

“Maybe we did at the beginning, but it’s been too long.”

"I don't even have time to heal myself, how can I have the energy to plot strategies? So just remember that Shi Qi and I won't harm you..."

Mo Xuan lowered his head, unable to tell what he was thinking.

After a long while, he raised his head slightly and said, "You are very similar to Shi Qi, but also different."

Di Liao laughed softly and said, "Of course, she is my best partner. We must have a tacit understanding that has lasted for hundreds of years."

Perhaps because he was not feeling so lonely anymore, Mo Xuan felt a rare sense of relief.

He just wanted someone to accompany him.

"By the way, Ling...uh, where is Lin Momo?" Di Liao asked tentatively.

Mo Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he seemed a little annoyed: "Why mention her? I don't like it."

Although he didn't understand, he had been in this palace for so long that he could see it.

That woman had a strong purpose towards him.

Displeasing.

Di Liao heard the unexpected answer and pretended to be helpless.

"Well, you don't even like such a nice girl."

However, I was already delighted in my heart: Boy...just continue to be unhappy!

......

On the other side, the Ma Mansion.

"Qiqi, are you okay?" Meng Nianchan leaned over and knocked on the door gently.

In the room.

Shi Qi looked at the man's appearance in the mirror and couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds.

She originally thought that Ma Lang was a greasy, perverted middle-aged uncle, but unexpectedly he was actually a handsome young man.

His facial features were sharp yet somewhat elegant, giving him the feeling of a gentlemanly villain.

It can’t be said that he is particularly handsome, but compared to the original owner’s face, Shi Qi... is already very satisfied.

He calmed down and said calmly to the door: "Nianchan, come in."

There was a deep voice in the house, which sounded somewhat seductive at night.

Meng Nianchan pushed open the door, and they looked at each other, both stunned.

The maid that Meng Nianchan leaned over was Xiaohui, who was very close to Ma Lang. The girl had a baby face, was rosy and tender, and full of energy.

Because of Meng Nianchan's presence, he became more calm and intelligent.

"That's good now. Master Qi Er is really Master Qi Er." Meng Nianchan's eyes trembled slightly and she smiled faintly.

Shi Qi was slightly stunned and closed the door: "Come in first and talk."

"What's the matter? Master Qi, do you want to spend the night with Nianchan?" The woman's eyes were gentle, and her smile was seductive and charming.

Shi Qi's mouth froze, and he was once again blocked and unable to speak.

Meng Nianchan just has this kind of... magical ability!

"What are you thinking about in your little head? Never mind. I give in." Shi Qi gently tapped the woman's head, shook his head slightly, his face full of frustration.

"Pfft~ I'm not teasing you anymore. Nianchan is just happy. It seems like it's been a long time... since I felt this way." The woman said softly and poured a cup of tea for Shiqi.

"I didn't know that. Xiao Nianchan still has a lot of past?" Shi Qi joked.

The woman was slightly stunned, looking at the person in front of her, a trace of desolation flashed across her eyes: "Yes, there are many."

Mostly... about you.

But...I'm the only one who remembers it.

Shi Qi noticed the woman's awkwardness and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone: "Sorry, I'm actually...not good at speaking, if there's anything I'm saying..."

"You're right. You're always right on my side." The woman smiled calmly, bright and beautiful.

The timing is perfect and full of warmth.

"Report to the master! There is a letter!" The sudden voice outside the door destroyed the harmony in the room.

Shi Qi calmed down and said calmly: "Come in."

The man handed the letter to Shi Qi and left.

Shi Qi opened the letter and saw its contents, with a slight smile on his face: "Nianchan, it's a good thing we came early."

The letter said that tomorrow the people sent by Chen Feng would ask Ma Lang to go with them to transport some items to the granary.

"Transporting items?" Meng Nianchan was puzzled.

"The rice has been replaced, so part of the granary must be empty. This is probably to cope with the inspection, and they want to transport some other items as replacements. I'm just guessing, we'll know tomorrow." Shi Qi said lightly.

Meng Nianchan nodded: "It seems that Ma Lang is really a key figure."

"Yes."

"Qiqi, we are finally in mortal form now, why don't we go out for a walk? I heard that the nights in the human world are very lively." Shi Qi wanted to refuse, but the woman's eyes were bright and full of anticipation.

Shi Qi felt a little reluctant, so he nodded and agreed.

The two packed up and went to a busy street in the center.

The man is handsome and elegant, and the woman is cute and refreshing. They are a very attractive combination.

Shi Qi suddenly felt that she couldn't quite understand Meng Nianchan.

The stunning woman who seemed cold and boring in the eyes of others was very lively and romantic in front of her.

There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if a long time ago, there was also a little girl who pestered me like this.

When I thought about it, I felt a tearing sensation in my head, a strange stinging pain.

Shi Qi shook his head to calm himself down and caught up with the woman who was running in front of him.

The two walked to a bun shop. Meng Nianchan suddenly turned around and caught a glimpse of a red dress not far away. Her eyes trembled slightly.

When he looked again, he found it was a girl in red and clicked his tongue.

"Nianchan? What's wrong? Are you tired from shopping?" Shi Qi asked worriedly.

"Well, Qiqi, shall we go back first? I'm feeling a little uncomfortable." The woman's voice was unusually low, and it seemed to carry some hatred, which made Shi Qi feel dazed.

The street lights are yellow and people are hurrying.

Wait until the two figures gradually disappeared at the end.

The extremely handsome man at the top clenched his fists slightly, his fiery eyes looking somewhat scary.

"Nannan, Huo Huo is hungry and wants to eat meat buns." The little fire ball rubbed the corner of the man's clothes, kneading him and said coquettishly.

The man was completely furious at the moment and could hardly control his emotions.

Little Fireball was confused and still tugged at Mingnan's clothes.

The next second, the man shook his hands and said, "Get out!!!"

A red light fluctuated around.

The little ball of fire rolled a long way, its body all burnt.

In an instant, tears welled up like a spring and there was crying.

It was very quiet up there, except for the sad cries of the little one.

After an unknown amount of time, Mingnan came back to his senses and looked at the red light in his hand that had not yet dissipated, his expression slightly stunned.

He quickly picked up the little guy on the ground with an apologetic look on his face.

"Little guy, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it." The man's voice was low and hoarse, gloomy and depressed.

"Nannan, you bad guy! Wuuuu! Huohuo wants to find Xuanxuan, wuuuu, Xuanxuan gives Huohuo to you, not to make you angry and sad, wuuuu!" The little guy's eyes were blurred with tears and he sobbed, which was really pitiful.

The man's body stiffened slightly, and he gently stroked the fur of the little guy in his arms, his eyes turning cold.

"I have said that you are not allowed to mention her again!"

The little guy wasn't afraid this time. He opened his eyes wide and roared, "Nannan is really too much... Woohoo, it's obviously your fault! Woohoo... Huohuo hates you the most!"

The little guy broke free suddenly, and staggered away without even wiping his tears.

Mingnan looked at his empty hands, slightly stunned.

It was dark up there, with a slight breeze, full of warmth but also a bit chilly.

When I looked again, the man in red had already disappeared.

There was only the red light and stars in the sky that had not yet dissipated.