Si Yuan gently placed Shi Ling on a bench on the side of the road in Happy Valley, looked at her deeply, and then disappeared on the spot.
But the name she had just said to him was still echoing in his mind.
Gloomy.
Who is Yu Chen?
…
Yu family villa in Yuncheng.
In the dark room, Yu Chen woke up from the bed.
The bright moon outside the window is as bright as jade and as white as snow. It hangs high in the clouds and is out of reach. You can only touch the clear and cold moonlight with your hand.
He was dreaming again.
But this time, those bizarre dreams were sometimes cold.
As soon as she appeared, the originally dark and chaotic dream became colorful.
The nightmare wilderness that had troubled him for years was transformed into spring with flowers blooming and all things growing the moment he saw her.
He was looking forward to meeting her in his dream next time.
…
Happy Valley.
Shi Ling woke up while lying on a bench. What caught her eye were two pale ghost faces, one black and one white, wearing long hats, and a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes wearing a crown.
“Ghost!”
Shi Ling subconsciously clenched his fists and punched towards the eyes of the two faces on the left and right.
The Black and White Impermanence each had a red eye circle.
The King of Hell shrank his head quickly and was not hit.
He raised his hand to take off his long robe and crown, kicked off his shoes, revealing the yellow delivery rider's clothes underneath, and disappeared on the spot with a few takeouts in his hands.
"Oops, I'm going to be late."
Just then, a customer called to urge him to pay, and Yan Wang answered the phone and shouted, "Stop cursing, stop cursing, I'll teleport over to you!"
Black and White Impermanence: “…”
When Shi Ling woke up, she saw the Black and White Impermanence, each with red circles under their eyes, and the eyes of the two ghost officials were full of resentment.
Shi Ling looked at their ferocious appearances, reached out and touched his still aching neck, and was suddenly shocked, "I'm already dead?"
"Fuck, where's that Ghost King Sang Fu? Even if I become a ghost, I won't let him go!"
Shi Ling turned over, but was slightly stunned when he saw the familiar Happy Valley.
Wasn't she taken a thousand miles away from Yuncheng in that shabby sedan chair that was as fast as a high-speed train? Why was she back?
Moreover, when she woke up in a daze, she seemed to see Yu Chen?
Is it an illusion?
Shi Ling shook her head, and gradually regained consciousness. She also gradually realized that she was still a human being. She looked at the Black and White Impermanence with some doubt and suspicion: "You rescued me from the clutches of that Ghost King who lost his husband?"
Hei Wuchang held the mourning stick and gave a cold look.
Bai Wuchang still had his signature exaggerated smile on his face: "Just barely."
They thought that the Ghost King Si Yuan and Sang Fu were of the same kind, so they didn't mention him.
Shi Ling suddenly felt that both of them looked amiable and friendly. He bowed and said, "Thank you, thank you."
"Don't!"
Bai Wuchang had no time to stop it at all.
Shi Ling had already bowed and thanked them.
At this moment, a flash of lightning exploded in the dark sky.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed like a silver dragon.
The Black and White Impermanence were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats.
They really couldn't bear this person's gift.
Shi Ling was startled by the sudden thunder and took out her phone to check the weather forecast: "Is it going to rain? I haven't put away the quilts that were hung out to dry yet. No, isn't it sunny?"
When she looked up again, the Black and White Impermanence had disappeared in front of her.
Shi Ling scratched the back of his head in confusion. "Why are you running so fast? Are all the civil servants in the underworld so busy?"
"Shi Ling!"
"Shi Ling, where have you been? We've been looking for you for ages!" (End of this chapter)
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