"If you don't want to die, you should leave here quickly."

The man said to Chen Fan.

"I can't indulge him in burning, killing, looting, and turning a blind eye."

Chen Fan said to the man.

"Life and death have destiny, each has its own cause and effect. This is the way of heaven."

The man continued.

"You're right."

Chen Fan did not refute him, but instead looked up at the starry night sky, "However, God has the virtue of being alive, and committing such a murder is not a good thing for others or her."

"There's nothing to do."

The man seemed a little unhappy and pursed his lips slightly, "She is so murderous, I can't get over her."

"Then let her turn into dust."

"You want to kill her?"

"Isn't it possible?"

"Slaying God is a serious sin. You will be sent to the purgatory of the Abyss and will never be reborn."

Chen Fan smiled and thought to himself, "Don't scare your father with hell, your father is a man who has been back and forth from hell several times."

"And, she's a poor person, too."

Seeing that Chen Fan was unmoved, the man held an umbrella in his hand and continued, "She is the guardian here. She has received incense for hundreds of years and has been blessed with hundreds of miles and is respected."

"Then why did she kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

“Because of anger.”

"Where does anger come from?"

"God cannot be insulted, and those who blaspheme God deserve to die."

Chen Fan turned to look at him, "What does it mean?"

"You'll know if you ask yourself."

After the man said that, he turned around and left, but he was not as determined as the Black Cat. Before leaving, he turned around and looked at Chen Fan quietly, "I warn you, you can't touch her, otherwise you will die ugly."

"snort."

After hearing this threat, Chen Fan really didn't move his soles of his feet.

Mom, who are you with? This bi costume is so round.

He turned his head lazily, raised his sword to his lips, closed his eyes and recited a silent mantra, and then wiped his sword to his finger horizontally.

“Hop.”

"Pulu Pulu."

The gravel around him churned, and he found a place to pile it neatly on both sides, in the middle, and made a way cleanly.

With a pocket in his hand, Chen Fan walked out of a community like a ghost domain. At this time, he looked at the goods holding a black umbrella, his eyes widened, as if he had seen an alien.

"What a strong mind power, who is this guy sacred?!"

He regretted it a little.

As Chen Fan thought, the bi was pretending to be a bit big just now.

"You are not his opponent."

After Chen Fan left, the black cat got out of nowhere and lay lazily on the wall, yawning with its tail hanging down.

"If you sacrifice your life and fight to the death, you will be unsure of your victory or defeat."

A man still said something harsh for the sake of face.

"laugh."

The black cat smiled and lowered his head and licked his claws, rubbing it against his ears one by one.

Cats are very personal things.

If you don’t talk to a fool, it’s useless to say it.

The man turned to look at it, a little dissatisfied with its attitude, but he was helpless, so he could only turn around and leave with his lips.

The old cat squinted his eyes as he looked at its back.

"Idiot."

——Cut—

"Oh, it's so embarrassing now."

Taoist Huanglong lay on the hospital bed and kept spitting out yellow water, "I have been beaten by the geese for many years. If people know this, I really don't know how to get through in the future."

"You can't blame you, in my opinion, this is not as simple as we imagined."

Chen Fan was sitting next to the hospital bed, half of his body leaning on the windowsill. He held his cheek and looked at Xiaoman, who was playing skateboarding on the floor tiles of the flower bed, saying to Taoist Huang Long, "I have been idle these days. Go back and find out what the situation is. Since the passing ghost messengers have to protect her, I think there must be a reason for this."

"Ghost Crew?" Taoist Huanglong only knew the guys like black and white impermanent bull head and horse face. Why hadn't he seen a ghost Crew in human skin? He had seen this ghost Crew Crew, and he was obviously a little surprised.

Chen Fan nodded, "Well, ghost messengers. Ghost messengers are messengers in the underworld, not a special group. They may be humans, objects, or demons. Most of them are agents of the underworld in the human world, responsible for handling some matters outside the system, just like the sound horses in the imperial court in the past. Each ghost messenger has its own management scope. Although they are the lowest-level staff of the underworld in the underworld, they still have a very good status in the living world. If they provoke them, they will have some trouble. Therefore, don't have any conflicts with them in unnecessary circumstances, especially for you."

Taoist Huanglong frowned, "How do you identify them?"

"Eye."

Chen Fan pointed to his eyes, "The ghost officers have two pairs of eyes. Normal people will turn their eyes upwards, while the ghost officers' eyes will turn down. When they turn their eyes down and reveal the whites of their eyes to look at you, it is actually their eyes that are attached to you."

"What are they looking at?"

"Life."

Chen Fan continued to turn his head and look out the window, "I don't have such skills either. I have specialized in my profession, so you can't underestimate them too much."

Taoist Huanglong smiled bitterly, "Who dares to underestimate them? In my opinion, you are the only one who dares to look down on them."

"I don't look down on them either, it's just that they have different ideas. The underworld is so big and there are many people. There are some problems with the education at the grassroots level. I guess there are many people committing crimes here."

Chen Fan stood up, twisted his body, and picked up a banana in the fruit plate, "You can rest first, and look back and see you."

"You have troubled this."

"Don't worry, I will explain it to the fat boss for you. This is different from the past, so it's not embarrassing."

The more Taoist Huanglong heard this, the more embarrassed he felt, and he looked helpless.

"Master, what are you talking about Chen Fan? Why do I feel that he is not afraid of anything?" The little Taoist boy came over to make tea after Chen Fan left with the banana, and couldn't help but mutter.

"Ask me, who will I ask?" Taoist Huanglong stood up with his body. Although it is reasonable to be skilled and brave, Chen Fan is a bit too awesome. Although every warlock said that his magic power was boundless, anyone who saw a ghost messenger was like a grandson, so Chen Fan could not be afraid at all.

——Cut—

"Master, what are we going to do now?"

Xiaoman slid on the skateboard, turned left, right, and looked swaying with ease. Seeing Chen Fan coming out with half of the bananas in his hand, he was a little hungry.

"Go and find something to eat."

Chen Fan was hungry too.

"Miss said that she went to do her head and came back to have dinner together in the evening."

Xiaoman reminded Chen Fan not to forget this matter.

"Um?"

Chen Fan seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked at her with a big look, and felt a green light shining on his head, "What did she do?"

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