After driving the corpse 9 years ago, it was suddenly discovered that it was a fairy

Chapter 8 Rabbit Crispy Rice
The colorist climbed on the rope like a monkey, either turning in circles or going up and down.

Shangguan Hongyu's sword move is sharp, but it always misses the point.

Even the long sword wrapped in internal energy couldn't cut through the sky-reaching rope.

The Caiju master saw the opportunity, and while avoiding the long sword, he copied Shangguan Hongyu.

Shangguan Hongyu was unable to catch up with the move, and could not escape the bad luck of being taken away by the Caiju master.

Bian Lang had been watching the opera, and seeing that Shangguan Hongyu was about to be taken away by the theater master, he gently popped a small pebble he was holding on his fingertips.

The colorist grinned ferociously, and with his thin, dirty hand, he was grabbing Shangguan Hongyu's chest.

Shangguan Hongyu looked desperate and tried hard to turn the long sword back. Even if she was taken away by the Caijushi, she would die with him.

"Ouch..." The Caixiist grabbed Shangguan Hongyu's hand, and was suddenly hit by a small stone on the wrist. His bones were shattered and he couldn't use any strength.

Although she didn't know what happened, Shangguan Hongyu was able to seize a chance of life, and stabbed back with her long sword, piercing the Caijushi's throat.

Blood splashed all over Shangguan Hongyu's body, as if it really had just rained red.

After the Caiju master died, he fell to the ground, and the sky rope crashed and fell, covering the Caijushi's body tightly.

Shangguan Hongyu took off the white cloak she was wearing, wiped off the blood on her face, threw it away, and turned to look at Bianlang.

At the critical moment just now, the colorist's hand seemed to suddenly lose strength.

Is Bian Lang helping in secret?

"Master Bian, I'll get rid of this corpse first." Shangguan Hongyu breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to dig a hole to bury the Caiju master's body.

Bian Lang asked with a smile: "The Xishen Pavilion wouldn't mind accepting an extra corpse, would it?"

"Probably not." Shangguan Hongyu said.

Bian Lang burned the Tongtian Rope, put the blood-stained white cloak on the colorist, put a magic talisman on his forehead, and shouted: "Get up."

The corpse of the theater artist obediently followed behind Rama's body.

"Then I..." Shangguan Hongyu really didn't want to pretend to be a corpse anymore.

Bian Lang said: "Many exorcists have assistants."

"But I don't know how to drive away corpses." Shangguan Hongyu was a little embarrassed.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "Is it always ringing the bell?" Then he handed the dementor bell to Shangguan Hongyu.

Shangguan Hongyu was quite nervous, and lightly rang the soul-destroying bell, but when she turned her head, she saw that the two corpses were motionless.

When she walked forward, the corpse really followed.

Ring the Dementor Bell from time to time, and the corpse will always follow behind her.

"The dead go on the road, the stranger stay away..." Even in the wilderness, Shangguan Hongyu still chanted in Bian Lang's tone, but the voice was too low, as if she was pressing her butt.

It was almost dawn when we arrived at the next corpse inn.

Having personally experienced it, Shangguan Hongyu just realized that chasing corpses is so interesting.

Lighting a fire, cooking, washing pots, Shangguan Hongyu took care of all these tasks, she was not like a rich lady at all.

For the next few days, everything was business as usual.

Sleeping during the day and driving the corpse at night, the distance from the Xishen Pavilion is getting closer and closer.

No one came to snatch Rama's body anymore, but Shangguan Hongyu was worried.

"In at most three days, we will arrive at the Xishen Pavilion. Are you sure you want to hand over Rama's body to the Xishen Pavilion?" Just woke up that day, Bian Lang saw Shangguan Hongyu sitting on the steps under the eaves in a daze, walked asked in the past.

Shangguan Hongyu asked with a smile: "Master Bian also wants Rama's body?"

"I'm about to arrive at the Xishen Pavilion, but the girl is depressed instead. Is it because she doesn't want to hand over Rama's body to the Xishen Pavilion, or is it because the big fish she wants to catch has not been hooked?" Bian Lang sat down next to Shangguan Hongyu.

Ever since the incident in Fort Justice, Shangguan Hongyu was no longer that carefree young lady.

Not only did she have to find the enemy who killed her father, but she also had to take care of the affairs of Fort Justice, which made her, who was always cheerful, become taciturn from then on.

She has a lot of grievances in her heart, and she really wants to find someone to talk to, but she doesn't know if Bian Lang is a good listener.

It's just that the atmosphere is just right now, it would be weird not to mention it.

Shangguanxiong and Iron Lady were assassinated outside Justice Fort.

When Shangguan Hongyu arrived with support, Shangguan Xiong was dead, and Iron Lady also lost her legs.

Not long after returning to Justice Fort, Shangguan Hongyu announced that Iron Lady also died of serious injuries.

Rama's body is in the secret room of Fort Justice, where there are so many traps that no one can break in alive.

Shangguan Hongyu has been waiting for the real murderer to come to the door, but the real murderer is very calm.

As a last resort, she began to formulate a plan to exorcise the corpse, intending to send Rama's body to the Xishen Pavilion, and fulfilled her father Shangguanxiong's last wish.

Originally, Shangguan Hongyu was full of confidence, but after encountering the Caiju master, she realized that even if the real murderer appeared, she might not be able to avenge her.

Her martial arts are far inferior to her parents.

Her father and mother were defeated together, how could she succeed on her own?

Bian Lang stood up, stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "Even if the sky falls, you have to calm down. Maybe the real culprit will appear tonight. I'll cook first."

"Food?" Shangguan Hongyu was slightly taken aback, screamed suddenly, and rushed to the side kitchen.

She cooked rabbit porridge, but unfortunately, it had become a paste of rabbit meat.

Bian Lang took a sip and praised: "This crispy rice is very fragrant, what kind of meat is used?"

"This is rabbit porridge." Shangguan Hongyu rolled his eyes.

But seeing Bian Lang eating with gusto, she just felt warm in her heart.

After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, Bian Lang moved the two corpses before letting Shangguan Hongyu lead the way by shaking the soul-destroying bell.

"Master Bian, when I avenge the murder of my father, you will accept me as your apprentice?" Shangguan Hongyu's desire to be a corpse chaser is very strong.

Bian Lang stared and said, "Are you trying to repent?"

"Repent what?"

"I promise you with your body."

Shangguan Hongyu's face turned red, and she rang the soul-destroying bell louder.

Bian Lang suddenly stopped in front of Shangguan Hongyu, clasped his fists forward and said: "There are endless mountains and endless water. Dare I ask you which way to go?"

"Tonight's moonlight is not suitable for drying noodles." A man appeared behind the big tree in front, wearing a green shirt, holding a bowl of steaming noodles in his hand, eating while talking.

It's Lei Bin.

"It seems that Black Stone is definitely going to get Rama's body." Shangguan Hongyu chuckled.

Lei Bin said: "Miss Shangguan, as long as you hand over Rama's body, I won't hurt you, how about it?"

"You go now, I won't kill you, okay?" Shangguan Hongyu imitated Lei Bin's tone.

Lei Bin shook his head, knowing that this matter could not be resolved peacefully.

He only likes making noodles and eating noodles, and he doesn't like fighting at all.

But as Black Stone's killer, whether to kill or not is not entirely up to him to decide.

"That's...Liansheng?" Lei Bin suddenly found the body of the colorist.

Bian Lang said: "Lei Bin, your wife is still pregnant, why bother wading through this muddy water?"

"You know me?" Lei Bin was shocked.

He lived a secluded life with his beloved wife, and he hadn't been out in the rivers and lakes for too long. In addition, his low-key behavior made it difficult to impress people.

(End of this chapter)