I'm not the underworld

Chapter 328 You Are Dead

"That's it!" Chen Yifan stood up and covered the medicine jar after carefully applying the medicine to Ao Lingyuan, and said to Song Ayuan.

"What if I refuse?" Song Ayuan asked tentatively with awe in his heart.

He is wandering, wandering between the ordinary life he yearns for now, and the crazy ambition described by Chen Yifan.

"Since you let me have this idea, you have no room to refuse." Chen Yifan grinned, and that bright and bright smile was suddenly tainted with a bit of evil spirit, with a hint of domineering.

"Whether it's life or death, there is no room for you to refuse!"

"..." Song Ayuan was silent for a while: "There is another question, who are you?"

"I..." Chen Yifan's thoughts drifted away: "They said that I am the master of the land."

"Who am I, and I'm still looking for the answer."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yifan suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Song Ayuan and said, "From now on, your life and death will not belong to the jurisdiction of the underworld."

After all, the system called out the book of life and death, and directly crossed out Song Ayuan's name.

It was getting late at night, and without talking a few words, Chen Yifan carried Ao Lingyuan on his back and went out.

……

The previous killer had already fled to the other side of the city, in a rented house, preparing to report the failure of the assassination to his superiors.

Suddenly, this middle-aged man with an ordinary face began to breathe rapidly.

The light from the computer screen was reflected on his face.

His eyeballs were red and bloodshot, and his face was pale.

His chest kept rising and falling sharply, and the sound of panting became louder and louder.

He put his hands on his chest, as if trying his best to help him breathe, but unfortunately it didn't work.

In the end, he died.

Sudden death in this secret rental room without any outsiders!

The light from the computer still reflected on his face, his wide-open eyes were a bit menacing, and his pale face was extremely terrifying.

On the computer screen, the id of the temporary chat room named "Feihong" was constantly flashing, and a sentence appeared from the simple chat room dialog box, but it was never answered.

Behind the body slumped on the chair, two ghost messengers, one left and one right, waited quietly.

When the killer died, the soul came out of the body, just in time to see this scene.

"Ah!" The killer's unstable soul floated to the corner in shock, clutching his chest, and looked at the two ghosts in disbelief.

One black and one white is exactly the legendary black and white impermanence.

"You're dead!" Hei Wuchang said, directly telling the killer his current situation.

"Impossible!" The killer didn't believe it, looked at his own corpse on the chair, and rushed over, wanting to learn from the TV and revive by attaching himself to the body.

Black and white impermanence just watched quietly.

Sure enough, the killer's soul directly penetrated the corpse.

"Let's go! With your profession, your hands are full of blood, and your murders are serious. Letting you die early is taking advantage of you."

"No! I'm not dead! I'm not dead!" The killer didn't believe it, and ran away in a hurry this time.

Bai Wuchang didn't move, Hei Wuchang took out the seductive rope and threw it away, pulling the killer ghost back.

After that, he looked at Bai Wuchang and said, "I'll trouble you to make a trip next time!"

After finishing speaking, he put the other end of the seductive rope on his shoulder, pulled the struggling killer ghost through the wall, and walked out.

He not only has this task tonight, but also has to pick up other ghosts!

To be precise, the task of this killer ghost was temporarily assigned, but they did not dare to neglect it, and gave priority to hooking the killer's soul.

Just because, this task was conveyed directly from Emperor Fengdu.

And Bai Wuchang stood behind the killer's corpse, with his hands outstretched, and a thick black yin filled the air.

This pair of illusory hands seemed to hold the killer's head like a real entity.

Then, with a slight lift, the killer's entire head was separated from the body.

Bai Wuchang took his head with one hand, and shook the other hand on the table.

Still black and cloudy like smog, a gift box with the pattern of the Palace of the King of Hell appeared on the table, and Bai Wuchang put his head in it.

Raising his hand again, a gift box lid appeared in his hand, and he wanted to close it.

But it seemed that he found that the head was not placed properly, so Bai Wuchang put down the cover, stretched out his hand to straighten the head in the gift box, and then closed the box.

Finally, a beautiful bow was tied on the top of the box with two gold-rimmed silk ribbons on a black background.

Bai Wuchang nodded in satisfaction, picked up the gift box, hit the wall and walked out.

A few minutes later, Bai Wuchang crossed half of the city and arrived outside Song Ayuan's house.

Putting the gift box on the front and back of the door, Bai Wuchang raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Song Ayuan was eating noodles in silence, tasteless.

I always feel that what happened today is too unreal.

Could it be true what Chen Yifan left before he left, that his life and death are no longer in the hands of the underworld?
Is it really possible to heal his eyes again?

The ordinary life he had hoped for was finally missed!

But why, instead of feeling frustrated, he was a little excited, and... eager to try?
He had to admit that he was hoping in his heart that the crazy things Chen Yifan said were all true!
But how is it possible...

After Chen Yifan left, Song Ayuan's mood gradually calmed down, ordinary people's thinking prevailed, and he still felt that Chen Yifan was simply a lunatic!
Hearing the knock on the door, Song Ayuan put down the chopsticks in his hand, and habitually turned his head to look at the door.

Although, he can't see it.

The door rang several times, and Song Ayuan wondered who it would be, Chen Yifan or Tao Yiran?

Chen Yifan had only left for a while, and Tao Yiran... Because he was affected by Chen Yifan's words, he hadn't had time to call to explain, did he come back again?
Of course, it is also possible that Shen Nong Valley is looking for trouble, or... the killer!
Song Ayuan opened the door cautiously, but did not notice anyone breathing.

He was about to take a step forward to hear if he was gone, so he kicked the gift box.

Song Ayuan picked up the gift box suspiciously, closed the door, put the gift box on the table and opened it.

The thick bloody smell instantly filled Song Ayuan's nasal cavity.

Song Ayuan's face changed, he touched the contents of the gift box, then quickly covered it, stood by the table and thought for a while, whose head it would be, and who gave it to him.

Soon, as if guessing, he called Chen Yifan.

At this time, Chen Yifan had just returned to school, and the evening self-study was over. After sending Ao Lingyuan to the girls' dormitory, he was walking towards his own dormitory.

On the campus with a long history, tall trees cover a large area of ​​moonlight, giving the school a forest-like depth, and even the air is much fresher.

An elf with a demonic light appeared among the trees.

It seemed to be very interested in Chen Yifan, and followed Sankeshu all the time, probably thinking that Chen Yifan couldn't see it like those ordinary people, and its tracking seemed extremely clumsy.

(End of this chapter)