Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 339 I am already dead, burn paper if you have any questions

Castle Peak Mental Hospital.

Ghostland.

An Yan's figure appeared again. The little devils in the ghost domain were all dealt with by Zhao Li. Without the suppression of the little devils and Hao Ji, the wronged souls appeared one by one.
All of them were people who were killed by the Japanese devils. Because their obsessions were not eliminated and they were trapped in the ghost realm, they became confused and dazed over time. Many of them even became material for the Japanese devils after death and were tortured to death.

Now that their great revenge has been achieved, they all burst into tears.

Zhao Li saw An Yan come back after a few minutes of leaving, and thought that the leading ghost doll had escaped, so he comforted him: "Destroying this ghost domain is already a great merit. The mastermind behind it can escape for a while, but not forever."

An Yan was a little confused after hearing these words, "Are you sick again? What nonsense are you talking about?"

When Zhao Li heard An Yan say that he was ill, he shook his fluffy hair and said unhappily, "You are the one who is ill. I was kind enough to comfort you, but you scolded me!"

"Do you think I am you? I am a disciple of Mount Mao, so it is easy for me to destroy a mere female ghost from an island country and an onmyoji." An Yan rolled his eyes at Zhao Li, "Tell me, are you being soft-hearted again?"

Zhao Li felt a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm so embarrassed, and you still say you're a soul ferryman."

An Yan looked at Zhao Li with disdain. When could he be as good as him? Alas, he felt so tired.

This made Zhao Li feel ashamed and embarrassed.

This guy is beyond help. Every time he heals his wound, he forgets the pain.

An Yan shook his head. "Don't just stand there. Help those poor people down there to be reborn. I hope they can be reborn in a peaceful era without war and suffering."

Zhao Li was thick-skinned after all, and quickly put the loss behind him. He nodded when he heard it, sat cross-legged in the air and chanted Namo Myoho Renge Sutra.

Although his former soul is no longer there, the Buddhism that has penetrated into his bones still makes Zhao Li like to collect Buddhist scriptures in his spare time.

It is hard to imagine that the great monk who folded his hands and chanted the scriptures is the flirtatious and ostentatious Zhao Li.

There were too many wronged souls accumulated over the years, so An Yan also joined in and recited Taoist scriptures.

With the blessing of the dual power of Buddhism and Taoism, those wronged souls quickly regained their clarity of mind, bowed to the two men with sincere gratitude, then looked at the familiar yellow earth again with tears in their eyes, and finally set foot on the road to the underworld.

About half an hour later, An Yan and Zhao Li opened their eyes at the same time, but what made them frown was that there was still a wronged soul below who was reluctant to leave and was staring at them persistently, as if asking for something.

An Yan looked closely and realized that the female ghost in cheongsam was Daxue, the female ghost who saved Dong Qing's life in the original novel. Looking at the small notebook tightly held in her hand, he immediately understood.

Immediately, he fell down.

Seeing this, Zhao Li followed behind.

When Daxue saw the two immortals descending from the clouds, he became excited and wanted to kneel down and kowtow.

"No need for such a great ceremony. Do you have any wish?" Knowing that the female ghost was a pitiful person, An Yan used his magic power to lift her up and asked.

Daxue, who already knew that she was going to die, handed over the small notebook in her hand, and said with a reminiscence or sadness: "To the two immortals, the only thing I can't let go of is this diary. Although I am just a singing girl and I can't read, I have drawn all the bad things the Japanese devils did in this diary."

"Before I leave, I want to give it to the two immortals, take it out, and let the world know the true face of the devil."

An Yan reached out to take the diary, opened it and saw pictures like comic strips. There were no text descriptions, but he could smell a strong smell of blood.

His heart felt heavy, and he nodded and sighed, "Go with peace of mind. I will take this diary out with me."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Daxue bowed in gratitude, and then her figure turned into a point of light and disappeared.

It was rare for Zhao Li to put away his playful smile and sigh.

"Do you regret it?"

Suddenly, An Yan asked.

Zhao Li did not answer but lowered his head in shame.

Xia Dongqing, who was in the ward, saw that An Yan and Zhao Li had not returned for a long time, and she paced back and forth in the ward anxiously, fidgeting.

"Why haven't you come back yet? Could something have happened?"

I wanted to go out and look for them, but I was afraid that I would not only be of no help but become a burden.

Just when Xia Dongqing was getting as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, the door of the ward was opened. He immediately jumped in shock and became alert.

It was not until An Yan and Zhao Li appeared that he breathed a sigh of relief and greeted them with a smile.

"How's it going? Is it done?"

"I didn't even see who made the move. The Soul Ferryman and the Maoshan Taoist priest joined forces. They destroyed the Demon Cave and the Ghost Domain in a matter of minutes."

Zhao Li returned to his previous self, grinning and boasting.

"Stop being so boastful here. If it weren't for An Yan, you would still be lying in the mental hospital." Xia Dongqing exposed him mercilessly, and then asked: "Tell me! Why did you lie to me?"

"It's just for fun! Why are you taking it so seriously? It's annoying!" Zhao Li tried to get away with it and said in a sissy manner.

"Play? I'll play with you!"

Xia Dongqing raised his fist and wanted to hit him, frightening Zhao Li so much that he hid behind An Yan, carefully poked his head out, and shouted sternly: "I, I tell you, I'm the ferryman of souls, if you dare to attack me, you'll be dead!"

"Still want to scare me? What if I hit you?" Unable to stand Zhao Li's arrogance, Xia Dongqing pushed Zhao Li's head which was sticking out.

"Damn it! You even dare to hit the Soul Ferryman!"

"I did!"

"Stop it! If you do that again, I'll get angry!"

"Turn it over!"

"Help! Someone is attacking the Soul Ferryman!"

Faced with Xia Dongqing's relentless pressure, Zhao Li, feeling guilty, had no choice but to flee in a panic and escape from the ward.

Xia Dongqing followed him out.

Seeing the two people getting along better and better as they played around, An Yan smiled and shook his head slightly, then followed them out and shouted to the two people who were running away, "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, how about we get together later?"

"It's up to you!"

"Ouch! Still fighting? I'm really rude!"

"Ouch! Stop hitting me, you're my uncle, okay?"

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone returned to their peaceful lives.

Daxue's diary was also donated to the History Museum by An Yan to warn the world not to forget this tragic history, and to tell the Japanese that history cannot be distorted.

An Yan had been waiting for the notification from the master, but unfortunately the master did not come, but instead he received an invitation from Zhao Li.

"Hey, Anyan, are you free now?"

"When you are free, from your voice I can tell you there is some happy news. Tell me about it." An Yan, who was bored at home, became interested.

"Those who know me well are just saying it, haha!!"

"Would you like to have a BBQ at the sea view villa? The kind with lots of pretty girls!"

"Wait for me! It's just around the corner!" An Yan's eyes lit up and he revealed his feelings: he likes BBQ.

After hanging up the phone, he called Feicui again, "Feicui, it's like this, Zhao Li has encountered a difficult situation, if we are not careful, many people will die, I may not be back tonight."

"Yeah, I'll be careful."

After Feicui hung up the phone, An Yan threw away his phone, jumped up from the bed, ran into the bathroom in a hurry to wash his face and hair, sprayed some perfume, changed into a decent set of clothes, and then went out and headed straight for the sea view villa.

Although he is very handsome, just as girls don't mind being more beautiful, boys don't mind being more handsome and charming.

Anyway, since the grandmaster hasn’t come to notify you for now, don’t forget to combine work and rest during the learning process, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Arriving at the sea view villa, An Yan rang the doorbell and Zhao Li quickly came out and opened the door.

When Zhao Li saw An Yan's showy appearance, he regretted it, "Damn it, I asked you to come here to be a supporting role, you want to be the protagonist!"

"Hurry up, mess up your hair a little and tear your clothes open a little."

As he said this, Zhao Li was about to make a move.

"Stop it, are you sure this won't be more seductive?" An Yan opened the big hand that was extended to him and said unhappily, "Besides, I'm just here for the BBQ."

"I don't believe you at all. Look at you, you are lying with open eyes. Aren't you ashamed?" Zhao Li said contemptuously, and at the same time muttered in his heart, let's see if you can still be a show-off tonight.

An Yan smiled and didn't take up the topic, instead asking, "Have you become rich? You actually have enough money to live in a sea view villa. Didn't you say you were penniless?"

Walking into the villa, An Yan looked around and had to say that this villa was really comfortable. It faced the sea and was magnificently decorated.

"Tsk, who am I? Soul Ferry! Zhao Li!"

"Can a little money really stump me?"

Zhao Li patted his chest and said shamelessly, his tone was very arrogant.

Not wanting to pay attention to this boastful guy, An Yan asked, "Where's Dong Qing? Didn't you call him?"

"Ahem, Dongqing, he's upstairs, you go check him out, I'm going to buy some ingredients." Hearing Dongqing, Zhao Li's face looked a little strange. He pointed upstairs and ran out as if escaping.

Seeing Zhao Li's weird look, An Yan's expression also became strange. No way, could it be that Dong Qing has been drained of energy again?

So he went upstairs and knocked on Dongqing's door.

I saw Xia Dongqing lying on the bed, her eyes red, sobbing silently, looking like a bullied young wife.

Seeing Dong Qing's look at the moment, An Yan could be forgiven for smiling insincerely. The raised corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK.

"Dongqing, what's wrong with you? Did Zhao Li bully you again?"

Sometimes, compared to Wang Xiaoya, An Yan felt that Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing made a better match. They were fighting and arguing with each other on the Mid-Autumn Festival, but now it seemed that they had reconciled.

Hearing An Yan's question, Xia Dongqing tightly grasped the overdrawn bank card and replied in a sad and depressed tone: "I am dead. Burn paper if you have anything to say."

"What exactly happened? Tell me, let me open my mouth and help you condemn Zhao Li." An Yan sat aside and asked curiously.

"An Yan, you don't know, Zhao Li, that bastard Zhao Li."

Xia Dongqing became even sadder after hearing this and began to choke up.

"That bastard Zhao Li, he used all the money I saved by eating instant noodles every day to rent this sea view villa."

"This is intolerable! No, I'm going to ask that bastard for money and make him give up the house!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Xia Dongqing immediately jumped up from the bed and was about to go find trouble with Zhao Li.

Seeing this, An Yan quickly put away his smile and said, "Indeed, Zhao Li is a piece of shit."

"Let's go and cause trouble for him. I support you."

"Well! Go find trouble with him!"

Xia Dongqing rushed downstairs, but didn't find Zhao Li. He learned from An Yan that Zhao Li had gone out to buy ingredients. There would be a BBQ tonight, and there would be many beautiful women.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. After all, people have called." Xia Dongqing said.

An Yan: (*￣０￣)
I call him good guy!

Then, when night fell, the beauties that Zhao Li had mentioned also came.

Wang Xiaoya, Hua Mulan, etc., why is Feicui here too?

In an instant, An Yan was sweating profusely.

Feicui walked towards An Yan with a smile and took his hand warmly, "My dear, is this the matter of life and death that you mentioned?"

"Ahem, it's all Zhao Li's fault for not explaining it clearly on the phone. He said something big was going on, and I thought it was some kind of monster, but it turned out to be BBQ."

Zhao Li said innocently that he just wanted to give everyone a surprise and it was definitely not intentional.

Although it was a little different from what they had imagined, everyone still had a great time that night. Hua Mulan even chased Zhao Li to get him to drink, and she had to get one for him tonight.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink!

The barbecue lasted until late at night, and as they talked, they couldn't help but talk about the supernatural agency opened by An Yan and Feicui.

Xia Dongqing enviously said, "It would be great if I could catch ghosts, then I wouldn't have to worry about having no money."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Li with resentment.

Zhao Li coughed twice in embarrassment.

The speaker may not mean anything, but the listener may take it seriously. An Yan thought of the three people who made up the exorcist team in the original timeline, laughed, and said, "Isn't that simple?"

"It just so happens that Zhao Li owes you money, Dong Qing, you can see ghosts, and Xiao Ya wants to move in, so why don't the three of you form a small group?"

Feicui's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she supported him, "It just so happens that I have a lot of work here, and I'm too busy to handle it all. If you guys want, I just happen to have an urgent commission on hand."

Through An Yan, Feicui knew that these three people were not simple, so she said this.

Of course, she also has her own little ideas in mind, so as to avoid the emergence of competitors.

Xia Dongqing also thought it was feasible, so he looked at Zhao Li and Wang Xiaoya. If the two said no, he would check out tomorrow no matter what.

How could Zhao Li, who was worried about how to make money, refuse? He nodded quickly and sighed, "I can't stand it for a soul ferryman like me to go out without a jeep!"

"I've decided that the first thing I'll do when I make money is to buy a big jeep!"

"No! We need to save it first, just in case!"

"What? Of course I want to buy a lot of snacks and beautiful clothes!"

Suddenly, before they even made any money, the three of them started fighting among themselves.

An Yan, Feicui and Hua Mulan were all so upset. Can you guys make the money first before discussing this?

I haven't even received the money yet, but I'm already thinking about how to spend it.

While they were happily barbecued, Dong Qing's roommate Lu Zhe also encountered a horrible thing.

Ghost marriage!!!

(End of this chapter)