The Spirit World

Chapter 409 Death substitute
"Oh~ You are talking about Lan Luo... Then I almost know what happened..." Xun Huangying stretched, patted his clothes, and shook off the invisible dust.

"We'd better go and ask what happened here first... It would be best... I mean best... to find someone we know. Our two lone rangers probably don't have many friends. They're just two funny guys..."

Xun Huangying pointed his index and middle fingers on his forehead, and two points of black light flowed from his index fingers into his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the two points of black light merged into his eyes. The child's eyes were watery, but the sheep's eyes were cloudy. Then, in Xun Huangying's eyes, there was a tiny glimmer, bright and sharp, like the mottled great stars. The pieces of nothingness seemed like the silent collision of stars, spinning and condensing into a black sphere, and like the night sky with nothing.

Such a big moon was flowing slowly like water, as if on the top of Bailing Mountain, the stars were rotating very fast. That layer of transparent barrier appeared in the moonlight, bringing people infinite reverie.

[Shadow Array·Splitting Stars and Opening the World! ]

Suddenly, a tiny vortex appeared in front of him, about half the size of his body, and slowly rotated on his body. The vortex was like the stars in his eyes, and the tiny debris condensed into small balls, which exploded like real stars, and then rotated along with the vortex.

Despite the majestic wind, it was unusually peaceful here, with the newly planted trees on both sides still trembling slightly.

"The God of Death... is nearby... How strange... In peacetime, they are so idle... Even more bored than us..." Xun Huangying said leisurely, patting his head: "It's terrible... We finally came here, we should go drink..."

"Hey..." Xiao Lan was excited. How could he go out to drink at this time? How could he go out to drink when his little master hadn't been found yet?

I came here originally to find my little master!
“Lord Xun Huangying, we have been delayed here for too long… If we still can’t find the little master, then Xiaolan… Xiaolan… Xiaolan doesn’t know what to do!” Xiaolan’s crying made Xun Huangying feel a little disgusted. Lu Xinzhai touched her head and comforted her: “Xiaolan… your little master will be fine… He may have just hidden himself, and let us go find him…”

"The young master is not so bored... He would never do such a thing, Lord Lu Xinzhai, please don't lie to me... Lord Xun Huangying never thought about looking for the young master... Just now, he was just playing here and didn't take the young master seriously at all." Xiao Lan saw it and said it out, but no matter what, she was just a mascot and was useless.

“Stop, stop, stop.” Xun Huangying looked carefully at the thing in the vortex. There was obviously nothing on it, but he was surprised and even shocked as if he had discovered something. Then, he touched his little chin and said angrily: “You are Chang Yinglan’s pet, not my pet. If Chang Yufeng hadn’t put you by my side, I wouldn’t bother to care about you... You only have the function of being a mascot. Don’t blame me for saying that. Chang Yufeng thinks you are troublesome, otherwise he wouldn’t bring you with him. Cut, I’m the great devil, how can you take care of it? You can either go find it yourself, or what are you doing here... Get it clear, I’m not a good person, I’m just too lazy to be bad...”

“Jiliguala! Jiliguala!” Xiao Lan flew to Xun Huangying’s head angrily and pulled his messy long hair: “Humph, Lord Xun Huangying is so evil! How could he say such a thing! Jiliguala, Jiliguala!”

"Hey, hey, hey, don't move. It's finally grown out! If you pull it out, I'll cry to death!" Xun Huangying said this, but when he grabbed Xiaolan's little arm to stop her, he was so gentle, for fear that he would do something to Xiaolan.

"Your young master is a fool, what can I do? I am also desperate... Do you think I really can't find him? I am the Great Demon King, I can ask anyone where the fool is. What will happen if I find him? Is he going to die? I hope he hides! What we have to do now is to find Chen Lin. Chen Lin is the key to everything. Without Chen Lin, this life will become meaningless, do you know? My goal is for Chen Lin, not for Chang Yufeng!"

Xunhuangying pinned Xiaolan on the steps like a child, pressing down on her shoulders to prevent her from moving.

"Little girl... if only you were as smart as Chang Yinglan, I don't know what's wrong with you. One is the master and the other is the son, but they are both like this. They are so stupid that I want to curse them..."

"You can say I'm stupid! But you can't say the young master is stupid! The young master is not stupid! He's just too kind! He wants to protect something, and he is protecting it in his own way. He knows he is weak, but he knows even more what he should insist on! He is not a fool!" Xiao Lan struggled hard to break free from Xun Huangying's suppression, jumped onto Xun Huangying's head and grabbed his hair.

With that shiny black hair, even though he looked like his little master, Xiao Lan did not show any mercy, and even grabbed Xun Huangying's eyes, which had just been shining like stars.

“A person who is always kind is a fool! He is a complete fool! Ah... it hurts... it hurts... you little fool! Let go of me! Ahhhhhhhh…” Xun Huangying felt like there was a big bump on her head, and Xiao Lan was grabbing her eyes fiercely. It was not that Xiao Lan wanted to grab her, but Xun Huangying grabbed her little arm tightly and pulled it down. In order to hold on tightly, she grabbed any hair on Xun Huangying's head without any hesitation.

Even eyelashes.

Xunhuangying covered his head and ran around again, as if he had stirred up a hornet's nest, running up and down on the stairs, screaming.

"Don't say that! Little master! You're a fool! He is the best in the whole world! Little master!" Xiao Lan yelled almost word by word. Her voice was originally delicate, but now it seems that every word is sonorous and powerful.

"Lan Luo's death is coming soon! Let go! This is stupid! If someone sees you, you will be laughed at by Lan Luo!" Xun Huangying pulled Xiao Lan's arms and legs. The harder he pulled, the tighter Xiao Lan held on, causing his hair to hurt.

"Are you an eagle? Let go, it's embarrassing!"

Only at this time would Xun Huangying feel ashamed.

"Here it comes." Lu Xinzhai closed his eyes, reminding the playful person that it was time to get serious.

A person indeed came out from that small whirlpool, stood beside him, and watched everything in confusion.

The person who came was a man, his left eye was tightly closed, and it seemed that his right hand was still broken. He was wearing a black robe covering his body, with a wine gourd exposed. He had a mustache that looked a bit weathered, and even a frightening amount of stubble. That was all that could be seen, and it seemed that the man had covered himself tightly with the black robe.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, but there was absolutely no turbid smell of alcohol. In fact, only the aroma of alcohol emanated from his body, which was pleasant and extremely intoxicating.

"Excuse me...what can I do for you..."

Xun Huangying was a little dazed, looking at this man, allowing Xiao Lan to continue pulling his hair. Xiao Lan also looked at him.

"You are... Lanluo's Grim Reaper? How did you become like this? The change is so huge... Where is your sickle? That's the Soul-Picking Blade I gave to Lanluo!" Xun Huangying looked at the tall figure in surprise. He was only up to the man's waist, and even with that look, he could only see the stubble on his chin. Xiao Lan simply lay on Xun Huangying's head and watched what would happen.

"I'm his replacement."

Xun Huangying touched the wine gourd under his black robe and covered it.

"He only became the new leader in the last few days, right? Three days or four days?"

"Four days..." The man spoke in a low voice like an old cow, but his voice was not that deep. It was very young, even the voice of a young man. It might be because he drank too much that it sounded a little dull, or even without any emotion.

"Damn, that old guy is so arrogant that he doesn't even dare to come when I call him! Calling a substitute? That's too much of a courtesy..." Xun Huangying cursed inwardly, looking at Lu Xinzhai who had an expressionless face.

"He needs to deal with Lanluo's mess... and he can't get away to restore the memories of the living." The man answered and explained the reason.

"Then... was it Lan Luo who took the initiative to let you be the God of Death? This guy won't make a contract with others easily..." Xun Huangying looked at this young man who was actually very young.

Although he himself looks like a child now, it looks like he is giving a lecture.

"I have no worries in this world...it doesn't matter whether I live or not..." The man's breathing was steady, and he seemed indifferent to life and death.

The god of death is not in charge of death, but deals with death. Even though many people are willing to associate death with life span, the end of life span is often not the only form of the end of life. There are also self-death, accidental death, death by others, and even repeated death. These are inseparable from the aftermath of their death by the god of death, such as the disappearance of the body, the dust of memory, and the destruction of the soul.

The Grim Reapers are distributed all over the place, and even have many professions. Sometimes they play jokes on humans as if they are full of emotion, and sometimes they are as ruthless as a thousand-year-old ice, cold and merciless, making people despair.

It is generally believed that the Grim Reaper will not disappear, but the Grim Reaper may get tired of this endless and boring job and let another Grim Reaper take over. Maybe this replacement is very short, but it is also very likely to be permanent, in short, so long that you forget the time.

The gods of death dare not calculate time, because it is too painful. Facing thousands and thousands of deaths... time is just a synonym for death.

The creation of heaven and earth, where there is life, there is death.

Where there is existence, there is destruction.

Just like the changing of the four seasons, even in places without four seasons, you can still see the common sense that is sufficient to represent the beginning and end of life.

Death is also part of common sense.

If the Grim Reaper comes to you to sign a contract, you must refuse, no matter what reason he uses to tempt you. He has nothing and does not need anything from you. He only needs time... your time.

He only served as the substitute Grim Reaper for four days... and he brought a wine gourd with him. If you said how reliable he was, no one would believe it.

However, since Lanluo has the right to give others the power to become the god of death, this is her own business.

"Do you know... where is Lan Luo? The person who gave you the position of God of Death, where is she now? I think I need to go see her, although I don't want to see her very much..." Xun Huangying asked, and while asking, he touched his fist, and his bones crackled. If you didn't look carefully, it would be easy to think that he was threatening the visitor.

"She is resting in Huazhou..." This person spoke in a leisurely manner, making people feel that he had no worries, or even experienced some great enlightenment, without any emotion.

"This is impossible!" Xun Huangying was shocked.

Lu Xinzhai frowned, he opened his eyes, and his face looked a little ugly.

"How could she be in Talon! The whole place is filled with her scent! Chen Lin's scent and hers are intertwined! You say now that she is in Huazhou? Do you know how far this place is from Huazhou? It can be reached in four days?" Xun Huangying also frowned. To be honest, he felt that it was not impossible for Lan Luo to be in Talon. To put it more clearly, anything Lan Luo could do was possible. She was not as easy to guess as Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng was either following that family or coming here... After all, all his ties to survival were in these two places.

But Lanluo...

He understands Lanluo the best...

That cold woman... maybe no one knows where she will be next... that's what makes her scary.

"What is she doing? Resting? Simply resting? Or doing something else?"

"I have no right to know this..."

"Then... it's useless to ask..." Xun Huangying shook his head and looked up at him: "Do you know... who Lan Luo is?"

"I know, the Great Devil of the First Day." The man answered simply, but he bit the corner of his mouth, as if he was unwilling.

"Okay... then have you ever seen... a girl named Chen Lin? I can't describe her appearance, you should know... Chen Lin, Chen Lin... that Chen Lin..." Xun Huangying tried to gesture Chen Lin, but it was obvious that this was impossible. He almost forgot what Chen Lin looked like...

"Yes, she escaped after fighting with Lan Luo and was injured..."

"Ah? Lan Luo opened a transfer gate in Huazhou? How can this be possible? Huazhou must be closed! Damn idiot! He doesn't care about the consequences!" Xun Huangying was even a little angry when he heard this, and saliva flew out of his mouth.

"Things are more complicated than I imagined...Xun Huangying..." Lu Xinzhai nodded thoughtfully.

"Damn, what stupid thing did Chang Yufeng do! Why did this happen? Damn it!" Xun Huangying was obviously very angry. He grabbed Xiao Lan who was off guard and threw him onto the stairs. Xiao Lan stopped abruptly and did not hit the stairs.

"We need Chang Yufeng to communicate properly..."

Lu Xinzhai also nodded affirmatively: "If something unexpected happens, it will definitely not be the situation we want to see... We can't let him continue aimlessly alone..."

"Chang Yufeng is the name of the owner of this mountain..."

The substitute Death God suddenly said: "He should be practicing now... He also participated in the pursuit of Chen Lin..."

"How is it possible? Chang Yufeng killed Chen Lin..."

"My little master... no way..." Xiao Lan opened his mouth wide. He was so shocked that he couldn't close it...

"Who are you anyway? Are you really a substitute for the Grim Reaper?"

Xun Huangying narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who brought bad news.

The wind blew through his black robe, revealing the wine gourd again, and a very strong aroma of wine wafted out...

"My name is Li Jingyue... Four days ago, I was a disciple of Bai Lingshan..."

This wine must be very bitter...

It’s so painful that it makes people forget... everything.

(End of this chapter)