Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 345 Flower of the Other Shore

hospital.

VIP ward.

The faint floral scent suppressed the unique smell of the hospital. A white-haired old woman was lying on the bed, wearing an oxygen mask. From her facial features, one could vaguely tell that she was a pretty girl when she was young.

The electrocardiogram placed next to her was fluctuating slowly, and it was obvious that the old woman's condition was not good.

If An Yan were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that the woman in front of him was on her deathbed and her life was almost over.

In a mortal's life, unless there are accidents, how long he can live is already determined by fate, and he is bound to go through the cycle of reincarnation.

Click!

A subtle sound of a door opening was heard in the quiet ward, and the person who came in moved gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing the old woman.

The door of the ward slowly opened, and Murong's stern figure walked in. He was wearing a black windbreaker and had a handsome face. Time had not left even the slightest trace on him.

At this moment, Murong was very different from when he was with Zhou Xiaohui. His originally fierce and unruly face actually showed a hint of gentleness.

If other soul ferrymen saw this scene, they would definitely not believe that the person in front of them was the cold-faced and ruthless Murong.

After all, in the underworld, Murong is a well-known iceberg. When performing tasks, he is impartial and unyielding, and he does not show any mercy.

Murong walked slowly to the bedside and looked at the old woman who only had a few days left to live. His tenderness turned into sadness.

A soul ferryman should not develop feelings for mortals.

Once feelings arise, it will be a huge torture for both parties no matter who they are with. That kind of pain will torment both parties all the time.

Watching your lover grow old day by day, or watching yourself grow old day by day, your lover is still in his prime.
Zhao Li saw through this and for the sake of both parties' future, he resolutely chose to leave Abao.

But the soul ferryman is also a human being, and as a human being he has emotions. After thousands of years, how is it possible for him not to be moved at all?
There is no doubt that Murong, who was known as an iceberg, also fell. He met a girl and they soon fell in love.

But for Murong, an immortal man, the mere hundred years of life of ordinary people is too short and unforgettable for him.

Watching my lover grow old little by little, seeing her in pain, the moment when she was lying on the hospital bed.

Murong felt like the sky was falling.

For her, he can do anything, including betraying Pluto A-Cha.

He hunted evil spirits to make elixirs, not only to get back his own soul, but also to exchange lifespan with others.

At the beginning, he was hunting evil ghosts, but gradually, his actions attracted the attention of the underworld, making the task of hunting ghosts more and more difficult.

Finally, he took that step.

Inducing the ghosts of those who died unjustly to kill and seek revenge has greatly increased the efficiency compared to the previous painstaking search for evil ghosts.

Until now, his mind has been twisted. As long as he can refine enough ghost pills, he can kill even an innocent ghost like Zhou Xiaohui.

Sitting in front of the bed, Murong held the woman's old hand and murmured to himself, "It's almost there! It's almost there! Wanrou, wait for me one more day!"

"Wait for me one more day, and I can restore your youth."

As long as he hunts down the evil ghost Zhou Xiaohui, he will be able to collect enough ghost pills to trade with others in exchange for life, extending Wanrou's life and restoring her youth.

A ruthless look flashed across Murong's eyes.

villa.

The sudden appearance of Pluto A-Cha brought the cheerful atmosphere to a freezing point, and the smile on Feicui's face froze.

"W-Why are you here?"

With his hands behind his back and his body slightly leaning forward, Hades Ah Cha looked smiling as he stared at Feicui, who looked a little panicked, as if he had been caught stealing something. He said in an indescribable sarcasm: "Don't you know that you don't talk about people during the day and don't talk about ghosts at night?"

Feicui's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to hit the ground. She thought to herself: No wonder no one wants this woman. She appears and disappears like a ghost. How can a man stand it?

Seeing that Feicui was in trouble, An Yan stood up helplessly and said, "Ahem, Lord Pluto, why are you so interested in coming up to play today?"

"Hate it! Didn't I tell you to call me Queen? When we were together in private, you always called me Queen!"

"Oops! Sorry, I let it slip."

Pluto A-Cha said with a sinister tone, but he did not forget to @a glance at the jadeite, and added a sentence very deliberately.

This clearly shows that the two are having an affair.

Feicui's face darkened, and she consoled herself secretly: Don't be angry, don't be angry, this is just to piss myself off.
Gan!
Still so angry!
An Yan covered his eyes with his hands. He couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he couldn't let the two of them get together.

Xia Dongqing, who knew A'cha's identity, sat on the sofa beside him like a good baby, not daring to say anything for fear of provoking Pluto A'cha.

He is still frightened by the last time his body was swapped with another one.

Seeing Feicui who was speechless and sulking, Hades A'Cha, who was originally unhappy because of Murong's betrayal, finally felt a little relieved.

"You're not really here to fight, are you?" Seeing Pluto A'cha's eyes curved like crescent moons, An Yan put down his hands and complained.

"Of course not. I am not such a stingy person. I came here this time to ask you for a favor."

"Help me capture a soul ferryman. His name is Murong. In thousands of years, he is the first person who dares to betray me."

"He even let a ghost run away without permission. He simply doesn't take me seriously."

When mentioning Murong, Pluto A-Cha's face turned gloomy. The thing she hated most was betrayal.

"Oh, that's a coincidence. I just happened to meet that ghost tonight." An Yan replied, "I was just thinking about using that ghost to lure out the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Then thank you for your help!"

"Come down and visit me when you have time. The bed in my room is big and comfortable."

Knowing An Yan's strength, Hades A'Cha was very relieved and said that as long as An Yan didn't want to let him go, a hundred Murongs would not be able to escape from his palm.

At the end, he did not forget to say something ambiguous to An Yan.

It seemed that he was talking to An Yan, but actually he was saying it intentionally for Feicui to hear. Didn't you see Feicui was already stomping her feet?

Fortunately, An Yan's skin is indestructible and he is not afraid of Feicui's fatal Eighteen Twists.

Soon, Zhou Xiaohui came to the door.

When we met again, Zhou Xiaohui no longer had any hostility in his body, and it was obvious that he had let go of his obsession.

But now is not the time to send him back to the underworld, so An Yan immediately told him what to do next.

It’s very simple, just find a place to squat and wait for something to happen.

Late night, park.

In the early hours of the morning, the park was silent, without a single person in sight. The leaves rustled in the night breeze, as if a demon was baring its fangs and claws.

Murong appeared in the pavilion in the park where pedestrians could rest, but his expression did not look very good.

"You wimp, your brother took your money and slept with your wife, but you are still so angry."

Murong noticed that Zhou Xiaohui had been motionless for a long time. As soon as he arrived at the park, he found Zhou Xiaohui whose obsession had disappeared. Not to mention the evil ghosts, even the evil ghosts could not hold on.

This made Murong very angry.

If he had known that Zhou Xiaohui was such a coward, he would not have chosen him as his target.

The attempt to hunt ghosts failed and ended up causing trouble.

"You! You lied to me!"

"My brother didn't embezzle my money, and he didn't do anything to let me down!"

Zhou Xiaohui couldn't help himself when he heard Murong still criticizing Xiaochun.

Murong said the exact opposite. If it weren't for Xiaochun, his wife and children would probably still be starving and wouldn't be able to live in a big villa. "I've made up my mind. A mosquito is a mosquito. Mosquitoes have a short lifespan anyway. They die in a snap."

"I'm going back to the underworld to be reincarnated."

"Humph! Who do you think you are? You can just say you don't want to play? In that case, you are useless."

The angry Murong took out his magic weapon and was about to kill Zhou Xiaohui.

"Brother! Save me!"

Zhou Xiaohui was not stupid either, and ran out immediately.

There was a ripple in the air, and An Yan and Zhao Li appeared. It turned out that they had been using the art of concealment to stay nearby.

"An Yan! Zhao Li!"

An Yan's identity as a ferryman from the mortal world is well-known in the underworld. After all, for thousands of years, he is the only one who has received such an honor from the King of Hell A'cha.

As for An Yan's appearance, rumors had already spread among the civil servants in the underworld. After all, he was a gigolo who was suspected to be living off the King of Hell, A-Cha. It would be bad if they met him one day and failed to recognize him and offended him.

Therefore, Murong had naturally seen An Yan's photo and recognized him.

As for Zhao Li, there is no need to say more. He was the last gigolo and was suspected to have been abandoned by Hades A'Cha.

"Are you two here to take me back?"

"Originally I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but you've gone too far. You even dared to lay your hands on the souls of innocent people. You've become possessed by a demon."

"Just surrender, or I'll hit you too hard."

An Yan looked at Murong calmly and said lightly.

Zhao Li looked at Murong with complicated feelings. Although he sympathized with Murong, he understood that what Murong had done had touched An Yan's bottom line, and An Yan would never let Murong go.

Moreover, he had no idea of ​​An Yan's current cultivation level, and he didn't have the ability to stop him.

"Murong, stop it, you are no match for us."

"Just you two?"

Murong sneered and threw the baton-like weapons in his hands immediately. Lightning flashed, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and flew towards the two people.

"Stubborn!"

An Yan looked at the flying magic weapons, snorted coldly, and slapped his hands with less than one tenth of his strength, just like slapping flies, and directly knocked the two magic weapons away and inserted them into the grass.

The magic weapon lost control, and the lightning wrapped around it suddenly disappeared.

Murong's face changed, and he didn't even bother to retrieve the magic weapon. He flashed and fled out of the park as fast as a shadow.

An Yan sneered. If he could let Murong escape today, it would be fine for him to become an immortal.

He just flashed and when he reappeared, he was already blocking in front of Murong. He pushed out with a light palm, almost knocking Murong to death. Murong flew back and fell at Zhao Li's feet.

A large amount of blood spurted out of Murong's mouth. He tried to struggle to get up, but it was too late.

An Yan's figure flashed again and he was back to his original position.

Such a terrifying level of cultivation left Zhao Li dumbfounded, and he called it a monster in his heart.

How long has he been practicing? It feels like he has been living like a dog for the past thousand years.

Then he came back to his senses, looked at Murong lying on the ground in a state of disgrace, and couldn't help but sigh, "If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?"

A trace of unwillingness appeared on Murong's face, which soon turned into a deep plea. He tremblingly took out a small bottle from his arms, which contained a red pill.

"I know that what I have done is intolerable to heaven and earth. Before I die, can you help me with one thing?"

"Li Zhao!"

Murong, who was unfamiliar with An Yan, turned to Zhao Li and raised the pill in his hand with great effort, his face full of reluctance and tenderness.

"Help me, save her!"

An Yan raised his eyebrows. Could there be some hidden secret here?
But no matter what, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price.

Otherwise, if everyone was like Murong, acting out of selfish desires, the world would have been in chaos long ago.

Zhao Li knew that Murong had a lover, and he was one of the few people who knew about this, but he did not expect that the other party could go to such an extent for his lover.

He was silent for a moment.

"does it worth?"

Murong did not hesitate. Recalling the short period of less than a hundred years, a hint of tenderness appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"It's worth it. This is the happiest time I've ever had in my life."

“If I were allowed to choose again, perhaps I would not be a soul ferryman again.”

Zhao Li took the pill and sighed slightly.

Seeing Zhao Li taking the pill, Murong, knowing that he was doomed, chose to end his life. His soul was shattered, and his body turned into points of light and floated into the night sky.

It was not until the light disappeared that Zhao Li retracted his gaze and looked at An Yan, "Do you want to know why he did this?"

An Yan nodded.

Leaving Zhou Xiaohui confused, the two disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Xiaohui: "No, you're just going to leave me like this?"

Hospital, VIP ward.

The old woman who had already fainted had a drop of tears from the corner of her eye. She slowly opened her eyes and saw two strange men.

The people who came were An Yan and Zhao Li.

"Are you ghost messengers? It looks like my life is coming to an end."

"I really, really want to continue to stay with him."

The old woman's lips moved and the sound was very soft, but An Yan and Zhao Li heard it clearly.

An Yan could see that this woman's life had come to an end, and if nothing unexpected happened, she would not be able to see the rising sun.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

Zhao Li took out the pill Murong had given him. A strange fragrance wafted through the ward. He whispered, "This is the pill he prepared for you. If you take this pill, you will regain your youth and live another life."

The old woman stared at the pill in a daze. The excitement that An Yan had expected did not appear on her face. Instead, she looked indescribably sad.

"What about him? Why doesn't he come in person?"

Zhao Li remained silent, not knowing how to answer.

Suddenly, the old woman seemed to understand, and tears blurred her eyes.

"He's still so stupid!"

As she murmured, beautiful memories of the past emerged in the old woman's eyes like a kaleidoscope.

She did not choose to take the pill.

The most important person is gone, what's the point of her living alone?
That night, there was one less person named Wanrou in the world, and there was one more flower of the other shore on the banks of the Wangchuan River.

She is waiting for someone to come and then bloom for him.

(End of this chapter)