The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 430 The Difference between Cloud and Mud (4)
And Qiao Wan, an "official" who only eats and doesn't work, is not soft on putting away the benefits, and immediately has a bowl of wontons, chewing and chewing, he has to praise twice: "This wonton is slippery, so slippery. "

The woman smiled, turned around and left.

"Guan Yu ordered:" Lift up the sword and prepare the horse! "He brought the Chitu beast over here. This is his first time riding a Chitu beast. Yun Changfei was on the horse, with round phoenix eyes, silkworm brows and green dragon saber upside down. This horse looked like a red cloud. ~Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu of of the enemy's formation!"

The storyteller on the stage became more and more excited as he spoke, and his saliva was so excited that Qiao Wan sat very close in order to hear clearly, but when he saw this, he hurried to the back row with a small stool.

When she was satisfied with eating and drinking, she rubbed her mouth, lifted her clothes and walked towards the woman in front of the stall.

The woman glanced at her, a look of surprise quickly appeared on her face, and she secretly screamed that something was wrong.

No, it's not possible that this poor devil is hungry and wants to eat her wontons for nothing, right?The incense of this food is very expensive, and she can't stand this kind of people who eat and drink for nothing in a small business.

"Master Yinsi, what else can I do?" The woman looked at Qiao Wan's jade pendant, feeling annoyed, but the other party was a rascal and could not be offended.

"Are you Jin Ling?" Qiao Wan dug his ears, found an old and thick book from his bag, flipped through it casually, and choked on the flying smoke and sneezed.

The woman was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said with a serious expression: "Yes."

Qiao Wan rubbed her nose and finally found her file, but after a quick glance, her gaze froze, and she coughed softly after a long silence: "Jin Ling, your lifespan is over, I'll take you to reincarnation .”

There are many accidents in the world, both for the living and for the dead. However, some people who died due to accidents and their lifespan was not yet exhausted, after being brought back by ghost messengers, they either worked as small servants in the underworld (such as her), or It means temporarily living in Yinshi, which is often called ghost people, and when the time is right, there will be ghost messengers to send them to reincarnation.

This time, the reason why Qiao Wan went back to the underworld was also because of the shortage of manpower recently. Uncle Zheng temporarily handed over a few ghosts to her, and seeing that there would be rewards, Qiao Wan naturally happily agreed.

Jin Ling is one of them.

There is always a gloomy wind in the city of Fengdu. Several ghost people came to buy wonton noodles after smelling the fragrance, but Jin Ling took over the stall directly.

"...My lord, I wonder if you can accommodate me for a few more days and let me stay here a little longer?" Her hand holding the iron spoon trembled slightly, and her face, which was originally bloodless, looked even paler now. .

Qiao Wan looked up at her, feeling a little puzzled. Logically speaking, bringing ghosts into reincarnation is considered a good job. After all, not everyone has the qualifications to work as a handyman in the underworld to atone for past life, and Yinshi is In a place where the sun is dark all day long and there is a lot of gloom, the ghost people try to please the ghost messengers in every possible way in order to return to the sun as soon as possible. Therefore, it is a great thing to be able to reincarnate.

It is precisely because of knowing this that Qiao Wan deserves to be so straightforward.

"Why? Don't you want to be a human again?" She widened her eyes.

Jin Ling lowered her head without saying a word, and after pondering for a long time, she was willing to speak: "To tell the truth, my lord, in fact, the little girl has been waiting for someone, and she will naturally follow you to reincarnate after waiting for him."

Ding ding dong dong, the crisp sound of the chain on the fingertips.

Qiao Wan looked at her for a long time, and asked, "With all due respect, the person you are waiting for is Uncle Fang, Fang Desheng?"

The woman raised her eyes in shock, and her gaze fell firmly on her face: "Yes, the person I'm waiting for is Desheng, but, but how do you know?"

Qiao Wan rubbed his nose and flipped through the booklet in his hand.

At first she thought this woman looked familiar, but she couldn't remember it. Later, when she looked through her files, she realized that the woman in Uncle Fang's photo was Jin Ling who sold wonton noodles in Yinshi.

Qiao Wan couldn't help but sigh softly, alas, the world is so small... so small...

Jin Ling wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a sob: "I know the difficulty of your lord, but I have waited for decades, just to see him and talk to him for a while, as long as I can clear up the misunderstandings of the year, this matter of mine will be considered When it’s over, then you can enter reincarnation cleanly and be a human being again.”

Qiao Wan thought for a while and said, "But in case Uncle Fang lived to be a hundred years old, wouldn't you have to wait another 40 years?"

Jin Ling sighed softly: "It's okay, I can wait, even if I stay in front of the gate of hell every day, I still want to see him one last time."

Qiao Wan shook his head: "The Underworld has its own rules, and you will embarrass me if you do this. If you want to meet him, why don't you give him a dream?"

Jin Ling smiled wryly: "I'm a small business, how can I afford Tuo Mengxiang?"

Qiao Wan bowed her head and pondered for a while, thinking that what she said was also reasonable. In addition to food and drink, incense is the most expensive in the underworld, and the "Tuomeng Incense" for people in the world to conjure dreams is ten times more expensive than the small incense in her pocket. More than double.

Therefore, if the ghost people want to contact their relatives, they have to pay a high price for the ghost head to deliver the letter, but the price is also skipped. The price of sending a letter can buy three small incense sticks.

Qiao Wan straightened his face: "When the time comes, the yin will naturally return to the yang. If you don't leave, I can't bear the blame from the superiors, unless you fall into the river of forgetfulness..."

Mentioning the Wangchuan River, Jin Ling choked up. Everyone in the underworld knew about Wangchuan. Many people jumped into the Wangchuan River without hesitation in order not to drink Meng Po soup, and to meet their loved ones again. Chuan had to wait thousands of years before being reincarnated.

And in these thousand years, maybe you can see your lover walking on the Naihe Bridge, but you can't communicate with each other, you can only watch it over and over again, and endure it until even you forget what you are waiting for...

This was not the result she wanted, but looking at Qiao Wan's serious face, she covered her face and sobbed: "My lord, I kneel down for you, please help me just once."

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, but still shook her head, not to mention that she couldn't bear this heavy responsibility, just because Uncle Fang was married and had a son, and his son was already in his thirties and settled abroad, she thought he was not worth Jin Ling's waiting.

——Don’t wait, without you, he’s just as good. For him, your existence may be just a landscape in his life, fleeting, with a little conscience, and he will miss you a little when he gets old I would like to, but besides carrying a nostalgic old photo, he is already full of children and grandchildren.

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth, but she couldn't say what she wanted. She felt that it was better to let someone go with "love" than to leave with resentment.

Although love in the world is no match for a bowl of Mengpo soup.

Jin Ling raised her head, and saw Qiao Wan's expressionless expression, squatting down crying holding the spatula.

Seeing that there was enough time, Qiao Guan didn't rush her, and sat down in a clean place beside her, listening to her talk about her life.

(End of this chapter)