"Yeah." Yin Buqi responded.

Jiang Niannian asked: "You knew they were here a long time ago, why didn't you tell me?"

"They are all unimportant things, aren't they?" Yin Buqi looked at her with red eyes full of prejudice.

"...Yes." Jiang Niannian pursed her lips. If she didn't go along with him on this matter, he would quarrel with her again.

Jiang Niannian asked again: "Then should we go and say hello?"

Yin Buqi did not hide his possessiveness at all: "Okay, but it's not necessary."

Jiang Niannian heard the implicit meaning of these words: Niannian only needs to care about me.

She held her forehead with her hand, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "Will Yin Ci also appear in this world?"

"No." Yin Buqi's red eyes gradually turned cold. "When he blew himself up, his soul exploded with it. His spirit flew away, just like Nian Nian's situation. He needs someone to use his spirit as a guide to perform the reincarnation technique."

Yin Buqi looked at his fingers and suddenly felt that killing Liu Xichuan just now was too easy for him.

Jiang Niannian rubbed Yin Buqi's face with her warm hands and said, "I think that person is a coal ball."

Yin Buqi frowned slightly: "How did Nian Nian know?"

"I guessed." Jiang Niannian said with a smile: "It seems that the coal briquettes will have to wait for hundreds of years."

Seeing her smile, Yin Buqi raised a happy smile and said happily: "Yeah."

The master and disciple had already walked far away. When the two were about to walk back to the villa, a female voice suddenly came from behind: "Jiang Niannian, it's really you!"

Jiang Niannian turned around and saw a woman lying on a magnolia tree next to a teahouse on the street, calling her.

This woman has a charming appearance, but she is also passionate, free and easy. Who else could she be but Hu Feishuang?

Jiang Niannian was a little excited for a moment. Looking at Hu Feishuang walking towards her, she felt a sense of excitement as if they were meeting again after a long separation.

The hand holding her suddenly tightened. Jiang Niannian turned around and saw Yin Buqi staring at her with his red eyes and his thin lips tightly pursed, his displeasure visibly evident.

Jiang Niannian stroked his face gently: "Be good, I'll talk to Feishuang."

Yin Buqi remained silent, staring at her with a terrifying light in her eyes, as if trying to penetrate her, and pursed her thin lips into a stubborn straight line.

After a while, he finally grabbed her hand, rubbed his face against it, and said sullenly, "Not for too long."

"Okay." Jiang Niannian replied with a smile.

Hu Feishuang walked over, raised her eyes, met Yin Buqi's eyes, and stopped immediately.

Yin Buqi today looks slightly different from before, but he still has the same charisma and is unforgettable.

Compared to when we first met, she is even more charming.

Hu Feishuang looked at it and became a little crazy.

Suddenly, a loud "pop" sounded in her ears, startling her back to her senses.

Jiang Niannian clapped her hands and pushed her with a smile: "What are you looking at? This is my man."

Hu Feishuang was not intimidated, knowing that she was just joking with her, and she was not afraid at all, "Look at what happened to your man, he looks like this and he doesn't allow others to see him? I think you are too careless, you dare to bring such a top-notch girl out, and you are not afraid that someone will snatch her away."

"I don't care about others." Jiang Niannian pursed her lips and smiled: "You are not allowed to watch."

"I'm happy to see it." Hu Feishuang got so angry with her that she lost her sense of propriety and covered her mouth with her hands while laughing: "Other people's red string is made of rope, but your red string is made of steel wire. You two can still be together through life and death. How can I forget a person like Yin Buqi! Back then, he almost married me..."

Yin Buqi looked over with his red eyes and said coldly, "Have you said enough?"

The cold light in his eyes contained a hint of sneer, mixed with disdain and contempt, which was chilling.

"That's enough." Hu Feishuang stopped talking, and suddenly realized how bold she was just now. She quickly slapped her mouth with her hand a few times: "Look at this rude mouth, please spare my life, my Lord."

"I think you're just free." Jiang Niannian glanced at her.

"Yes, the food and accommodation here are good, and I have a lot of free time all day long."

"Oh? Are you free?" Yin Buqi opened his thin red lips slightly, his eyes moving around, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"...Not really." For some reason, Hu Feishuang suddenly felt a chill on her back.

Yin Buqi smiled, touched his lips together, and said with a loud bang: "Starting tomorrow, you will go to Fengdu City to manage the affairs of the underworld."

“No way! When I was alive, I helped you manage Qingqiu. Now that I’m dead, I have to help you manage the underworld. Just forget it…” Hu Feishuang’s voice became smaller and smaller because Yin Buqi’s eyes became colder and colder.

Jiang Niannian looked at her suspiciously: "You...are dead?"

Hu Feishuang said, "Otherwise, how would I get here? To be precise, it was Qingqiu who wiped out the clan... Alas, it was not the same as before... Ahem, they were unwilling to continue the Qingqiu bloodline with me."

Jiang Niannian was stunned. Yes, five hundred years have passed during this period, and the outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Oh, don't think too much. Now the people here have good food and good accommodation. They are happy and comfortable, just like before." As if afraid that she would feel sad and blame herself, Hu Feishuang comforted her and said, "However, I don't want to take on this hard job of managing the underworld. You should take care of your man."

Jiang Niannian spread her hands and said, "I can't do anything about it."

Hu Feishuang came over and whispered, "Why don't you just act coquettishly? I see you have mesmerized him so much that he is completely dizzy. Isn't it true that he is always happy with you no matter what you say?"

Jiang Niannian: To be honest, it seems like he was the one who made me dizzy and confused.

Jiang Niannian glanced at Yin Buqi, who was also looking at her, with the tenderness and love between his eyebrows seeming to overflow.

"Ahem." Jiang Niannian coughed lightly and said to Hu Feishuang calmly, "Actually, it's not impossible for you to manage the underworld."

Fox Feishuang: What a sin!

When Yin Buqi was holding Jiang Niannian and leaving, she turned around and saw Hu Feishuang's angry but speechless eyes, and immediately felt sympathy for her. Well, well, Hu Feishuang was really a big victim.

The two returned to the other village.

Jiang Niannian took out a newly bought quilt from her Qiankun bag and said to Yin Buqi, "Please spread it on the bed for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was violently pulled in front of Yin Buqi.

He pushed her directly onto the bed, pressed his whole body on her, and gave her a long kiss.

This kiss contained many emotions: dominance, jealousy, anger, helplessness, like an ant crawling on the heart, making it itchy.

Jiang Niannian was pressed deeper by Yin Buqi, and the kiss made her make shameful sounds.

When the kiss ended, the heat was still lingering around her neck. Yin Buqi lay on top of her, panting, holding her waist with one hand and supporting the back of her head with the other.

Jiang Niannian slumped into a pool of water, and like him, she was somewhat dazed. The soft flesh on her chest was a little painful from being pressed by his chest. The tip of her tongue was numb, and the corners of her mouth were probably red and swollen...

The quilt was pressed under them.

She asked, "What are you doing?"

Yin Buqi gritted his teeth, propped himself up, reached out and gently touched her face and her lips: "Didn't Nian Nian say that I would throw you on the bed?"

"What?! I meant to help me put the quilt on the bed." Jiang Niannian hugged his neck and laughed so hard that she trembled.

Yin Buqi lowered himself a little and moved closer, so that they could see each other's reflections in their eyes.

He kissed away the tears of laughter from the corners of Jiang Niannian's eyes, his movements full of pity and love, and said, "Niannian... I recently learned a new word."

"What word?"

"Clinging to death."

Jiang Niannian: Danger!