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Let me wash your clothes.

Zishan glanced at me and snorted. "All the people in the mortal world who have died in vain will remain in that prison until their lifespan has ended. Do you think that prison was used for their rebirth?"

"I know, I know this is going too far, but I really miss him. I want to see him."

Seeing Sis Jing so upset again, my heart also felt like it was being wrenched out of my chest. I looked at Zishan's body and let go of the argument we had just had. "Maybe I don't need to revive. I just need to meet him once. I don't need to say anything."

Zishan's sword-like eyebrows instantly wrinkled, "The underworld has its own laws, how can they be destroyed so easily!"

"Zishan's Death!" I wanted to persevere a little longer. "I just need to take a glance at him. He can just look at a shadow from far away!"

Sister Jing knew that I was helping her and quickly raised her head. She followed my words, "Yes, as long as I can see a shadow from afar. I won't say anything. If he can't come to the mortal world, I can go to the Underworld!"

"Enough!" "Yin and Yang are two completely different ways. Since I'm already dead, why do I have to deceive myself and want to see you again!" As if to avoid further entanglement, he cast an illusion and disappeared from the spot.

Sister Jing looked at the wall in front of her, which had been restored to its pinkish white color. Tears welled up in her eyes.

I put my arm around Sis Jing's shoulders and let her lean against my shoulder. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sis Jing."

I don't know why I should apologize to Sister Jing.

Actually, I already knew that it was impossible the moment Sister Jing asked that question. Just as Zi Sang had said, yin and yang were different. If the relatives of the people in the Yang World were to see an old friend of theirs who was already dead in the Underworld, it would not benefit either side at all!

It was true that Zishan's death was a denial of the law, and it was also true that I was pleading for that impossible possibility for Jing-jie. However, when I saw Jing-jie's sadness, I subconsciously wanted to apologize.

"Yan Nuo, there's no need for you to apologize. It was my wishful thinking."

Sister Jing was crying so hard that she lost all her strength as she whispered into my ear.

The night was getting darker, and the chirping of the cicadas outside the window was getting louder and louder. As soon as Sister Jing fell asleep, she unconsciously frowned.

An An and Yan Nan had yet to wake up. The doctor said that they had suffered from excessive shock which resulted in them being unconscious. Their bodies were only slightly injured, nothing serious had happened.

I spent the whole night sitting by Sister Jing's bed, my mind filled with the image of her crying on my shoulder.

I'm a little worried. If I die like that little brother of mine one day, or die miserably, won't Sister Jing be even more sad?

Maybe, or surely. She was so kind, she treated me as a relative, and she transferred all her love for her brother to me.

I touched Sister Jing's hand that was tightly clenched in her dream. It seemed that my life wasn't something that could be casually taken out to be threatened!

Today was a really slow day. Since I woke up, it had been 10: 30 in the evening, a total of less than seven hours. I felt like I had lived my entire life.

From happiness to anger, to sorrow, and finally, he was able to regain his composure.

For the first time I knew that a person's day could be so plentiful.

But at least I knew that I had been wrong all along, and I couldn't make the same mistake again.

Unknowingly, I fell asleep beside Sis Jing's bed. It was Sis Jing who woke me up in the morning after she saw me lying by the bed.

I still had a large white robe on my body, but it was obviously useless in the mortal world. It was originally meant to keep people warm, but it was even colder than not wearing it at all.

The Zishan's death must not have known that this "secret concern" of his might give me a cold, right?

"Yan Nuo?" What are you laughing at? " Sister Jing patted my shoulder and called me over.

I was stunned and quickly retracted the smile on my face. "Huh?" He didn't laugh about anything. "What's wrong?"

Sister Jing stared at me accusingly. "Have you gone stupid? "Earlier on, I was hugging your family's Sang Sang's dead body's clothes and laughing and asking me what happened!"

I blushed and lowered my head. And just when I saw the toes of the shoes and was about to say "What's going on" to Sister Jing, I heard the familiar sound of a door being demolished and moved to another ward!

"Yan Nuo, are you here?" "Come out, let's go!"

Shen Tuo's voice woke up the unconscious Yan Nan and An An outside of the ward through the thin door. However, he didn't have time to explain anything to them, so he could only exchange a comforting look with Sister Jing. Then, he was pulled and thrown into the car by Shen Tuo along the way.

The thing I had prepared last night in my backpack had been thrown accurately into my face. It's a good thing there's no candlestick, or I might die in this car.

Li Ke was in charge of driving and greeted me sympathetically when he saw me being thrown into the car.

Shen Tuo also habitually sat in the back row. However, he just stood at the door and did not enter for a long time.

The door was wide open and I was sitting at the other end of the back seat, but no matter what, Shen Ta couldn't get into the empty seat.

Damn, what's going on! Did you run into evil? " Shen Ta was still struggling with the car door when he saw the tall figure of Zi Sang gradually appearing where he wanted to sit. He then cursed and slammed the car door shut to get to the front passenger seat.

As the car started to move, the atmosphere in the car began to turn strange.

Logically speaking, I should still be angry with Zishan because he treated me like that yesterday. Regardless of whether I was in the wrong or not, he still made me feel very sad! So, after a night of reflection, although I know that this matter is actually my fault, if I just forgive him for being so rude to me yesterday, wouldn't I be embarrassed?

So I pushed my body into the corner of the backseat and clutched at the dead man's jacket.

Zi Sang's face also didn't look good, but it was obvious that his mood wasn't good. It was as if all the wounds on his body had completely healed.

I remember that he said that being with me would help him heal. I gave him a surreptitious look and continued to gaze out the window at the poplar trees that were hastily retreating.

"Prince Zishan's death!" Aren't you staying in your territory? Are you going to seal it with me? To help or to watch a show! " Shen Ta opened the window a crack and flicked the ash from his cigarette towards the outside.

Apparently, Li Ke was already used to the interaction between Shen Tuo and Sang San's body. She could now concentrate on driving without paying any attention.

Zi Sang Shen once again returned to his scarlet red pupils as he glanced at Shen Ta, "Naturally, it's to watch the show."

"That's good. Don't help me!"

"With just your cultivation experience, there's no need to help."

Shen Tuo immediately became angry, "What do you mean!"

"Hmph." Zishan's death sentence was extremely magnanimous, not continuing to argue with Shen Ta. He only replied with a simple 'hmph'.

At that time, Shen Tuo's vision was probably black. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thrown the cigarette he just took out out out of the window, put the remaining cigarette butt back into his mouth and took another deep drag.

"Yan Nuo, why didn't you say anything when you brought your family!"

I was shocked as I didn't expect the fire to reach me. After recovering from my daze for a long time, I replied to Shen Ta, "I didn't know that he would follow me."

"Take This King's feathered clothes, I will naturally follow."

The feather coat in my hand suddenly felt a little hot. He threw it back at Zishan's body. "Return it to you."

With a single hand, Zishan's death sentence was sealed, and his clothes were instantly worn over his body. However, on his normally clean and spotless clothes, there was actually a small mark that looked like it was wet.

My mind buzzed. When I took a look at him, I immediately rushed over to cover him. "Um, you should just take it off. Let me give you a wash."

I know I never sleep well and sometimes I drool, but don't you think it's such a coincidence? He even spat on his feathered clothes!

He covered the wet corner with both hands. His face was like a train, and smoke was almost coming out of his ears.

However, because I purposely asked Sang Zhijun to stay away from me, I sat very close to the side. Now that I want to cover my clothes, I have to reach out half of my body to get there.

However, there was an issue of face that was even more important than this one. Ambiguous but not ambiguous matters could be put aside for the time being.

"Sang Shen's death, I've already made many wrinkles on that feather robe. I'll help you wash up."

Zishan's death obviously didn't understand what I meant. He coldly said, "No need."

I know I don't have to, but if you see me, I'll lose my face! I pulled hard, making a shallow fold where my hand was holding, and pointed there excitedly, "See if there is one! I'll give you the clothes! "

The Zishan's death seemed to have used some kind of magic power on my body. The hand that I had been grabbing onto his clothes actually slipped off on its own, and the place that I had just covered up was about to be discovered.

But by the time Zishan had fully unfurled his feathered coat, my mind was clear again. I never noticed that there was an embroidery on his always white feathered coat.

Perhaps it was because he had just passed by a shadow that made him look like a watermark. I let out a long sigh.

The embroidery stitches were very light in color, almost white, but they were much gentler than the white. It should be embroidered with a divine beast, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It looked very familiar, but it was unable to recall where it had seen it before.

I was lost in my thoughts and gradually, I passed the test to Zi Sang. By the time I reacted, I was already close to his arms.

In the rearview mirror, he could see that Shen Tuo had already begun rolling his eyes, while Li Ke was also covering half of her eyes with one hand.

Zi Sang's body was still calm as he asked, "What are you looking at?" Didn't you say that you were going to wash This King's clothes? Take it off? "

I quickly retreated like I had been electrocuted, "If you don't want to wash, then don't. Actually, there aren't many wrinkles. Wear it first."

Suddenly, Zishan's body pinched my lower jaw, but he didn't use any strength. He only forced my gaze to meet his gaze. "You dare to tease this king."

His tone was vicious, but there was no trace of anger in his eyes. It seems like my anger from last night was resolved by Sister Jing's words to teach me a lesson.

Returning to his gentle state would always cause him to lose some of his strength. A single movement, a single glance, or even a few words that posed no threat at all would cause the air to slowly heat up.

Warming up?

"Shen Tuo, did you turn on the air-conditioning?" Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead and splattered on my hands. I immediately woke up, sat up straight, and withdrew from the embrace of the moraine. My heart madly jumped as I shouted to Shen Ta.

Shen Tuo angrily said: "Open! It's all because of you that your body temperature isn't normal, it has nothing to do with me! Let me tell you, there are two people in this car! Be careful, you two. "

My face was burning! Quickly, she turned her head to the window.

At this moment, we had already entered a small city. Li Ke's speed also gradually slowed down to the speed of the traffic in the city. After turning three corners, a small villa yard appeared in front of us. There were five police cars parked in front of the gate.

There was an incense table by the door, and two unburned candlesticks, a pinch of ash. It seems like Shen Tuo's father had already opened the altar at the entrance.

"Why are there so many people?" I thought it was just the few of us, but looking at how busy the yard was, there had to be at least twenty of us.