Hearing the other party's reply, Xiang Fei was somewhat at a loss for words.
He suddenly realized, with his current situation, if he did not have the status of Ghost King, would he still be able to get along with the other party on equal footing?
"Are there any room fees here?" Xiang Fei casually asked.
"Good and evil will always be rewarded. What should come will eventually come. Trust me." Xiang Fei consoled.
In fact, Grandma Li Cuilan's matter was the first mission he took after becoming a Master of Tombs. It had extraordinary meaning and he did not want to leave it at that.
It was just that the time was not ripe, so it was inconvenient for him to reveal too much to Zhao Qingrou.
Otherwise, if they rashly lured Zhao Qingrou to the massive Nan Tian as a group, not only would she be in danger, she could also alert the other party and alert the snake, which would instead be difficult to deal with.
Thinking up to this point, in order to change the subject, Xiang Fei hurriedly took out the two hundred yuan fine attire doll and placed it in front of Zhao Qingrou.
Looking at this beautifully packaged doll, Zhao Qingrou felt all sorts of emotions.
In the past, an ordinary doll on the street had made her yearn for it, and had even taken her grandmother's life for it. Now, facing such a doll, she only felt that she looked good, but her heart was empty.
However, Zhao Qingrou was also a very strong girl, she didn't want to cry every single time, so she tried her best to hold back her tears in the end.
"I have a presumptuous request!" Zhao Qingrou said as she tearfully ordered.
"Say it, as long as it's something I can do, it won't be a problem." Xiang Fei promised.
Hearing this, Zhao Qingrou was slightly startled. She was extremely intelligent, how could she not understand the feelings behind these words?
However, thinking about the other party's special identity, she felt a little dismal.
Although some people felt good when they were together and gave people an inexplicable feeling of intimacy, they could only be friends with each other.
However, what she did not know was that because Xiang Fei could freely enter and exit the tomb boundary, he had contaminated the other party's soul aura, so this sort of intimacy, towards the friends and relatives of the deceased, would have an indescribable feeling of intimacy and attraction.
Suppressing the complicated thoughts in his mind, Zhao Qingrou said seriously: "I want to find a chance to meet my grandmother, can you help me with this?"
Hearing this, Xiang Fei was silent.
Between the Grandmother Li and Zhao Qingrou, one was in the tomb boundary and the other was in the mortal world, so it was unlikely that either of them could be brought to the other party's world. There were too many uncertain factors between them, and there were even some great risks.
"Is there really no other way? I really want to see my grandmother again, even if it's just one time! " Zhao Qingrou pleaded.
"She... "He's already dead …" Xiang Fei solemnly said.
"I know you have a way!" Zhao Qingrou insisted.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Xiang Fei sighed and said: "I understand your feelings, but I really am powerless. At most, I can only send you a few words."
Zhao Qingrou looked at Xiang Fei in silence, biting her lips and holding back her tears.
Looking at the other party's appearance, Xiang Fei suddenly laughed, asking, "What are you, an actor?"
Hearing that, Zhao Qingrou rolled her eyes, and threatened: "If you don't help me, I'll make you pay in a while."
"Oh, that's alright. It's just an ordinary one. I can still afford it." Xiang Fei said.
"But before, in order to repay you, I ordered many very expensive dishes for this meal." Zhao Qingrou said.
"That's alright. If I can't afford it, I'll just disappear." Xiang Fei smiled evilly.
Now that she thought about how Xiang Fei could really disappear into thin air, even Zhao Qingrou could no longer do anything this way. However, it could be seen that she was a little disappointed and angry at the same time.
"Actually, in my opinion, it's the same whether you see her or not. As long as you have her in your heart, she will always have you in her heart. Furthermore, even if she really comes here, you will never be able to see her." Xiang Fei said.
"It seems that I really can't. I was just thinking about what happened to my grandmother, and it made me sad. It's been more than ten years, and my grandmother's impression in my mind has gradually faded. See you later. I didn't expect you to be nothing but a pile of bones …." Zhao Qingrou stopped here, choked with sobs.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely help your grandma set the record straight. At the same time, I hope you can try to slowly forget about her." Xiang Fei said.
"I can't forget. From when I could remember, grandma doted on me the most …" Zhao Qingrou said.
"This is not a request, this is an order. If you keep doing this, your grandmother might never reincarnate. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Xiang Fei solemnly said.
Hearing this, Zhao Qingrou asked in astonishment, "After death, didn't they always stay in the Underworld?
"Mm. Thus, even if the two of you were able to meet up, you shouldn't have either. Moreover, it is simply impossible to meet each other." Xiang Fei said.
"Alright then …" Zhao Qingrou was about to say something else when the waiter received the order and brought in all kinds of delicacies in time.
For some reason, when he saw the table full of delicacies, Xiang Fei was only interested in a few of them, especially tofu. Looking at it, however, gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
One had to know that he did not like eating this dish before. After a careful sniff, this clear water tofu was also made in an elegant manner. It did not emit a fragrance that would captivate one's soul.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Zhao Qingrou saw that Xiang Fei was facing a table full of delicacies, yet was only fond of that clear water tofu, and was eating it while savoring it.
"I can't say. I just feel close. I don't know what's going on." Xiang Fei said.
"That's very normal, you're the Ghost King." Zhao Qingrou said.
"What do you mean?" Xiang Fei did not understand what he meant.
"When ordinary people pay their respects to their ancestors, they usually use fish meat as tofu." Zhao Qingrou said.
Hearing this, Xiang Fei was shocked.
Zhao Qingrou was right, but she knew of her own situation, he was clearly a living person, why did her tastes change so quickly?