"Then what are you doing?" Xiaohong saw that Hao Ning didn't say anything. Although what Yan said sounded a little reasonable, his behavior was too strange. He couldn't help but feel a little suspicious in his heart and asked, "So, why are you here in broad daylight? Don't tell me that when you come here to catch your soul, you have never heard of Black and White Impermanence still eating these things, not doing your job?"

What Xiaohong said makes sense. It is said that the black and white impermanent soul-catching use of mourning sticks. It is not like this Yan. In addition to the mutton skewers in his hand, there are no sticks? But when you take a mutton skewers to catch the soul, I am afraid that the souls of countless huskys have been hooked before the soul has been hooked.

"The times are developing, the underworld is progressing, you can't look at things with old eyes!" Yan smiled a little disapprovingly, "After the May Fourth Movement, the underworld's reincarnation system has gradually improved. Normal death has long had an automatic reincarnation system. One-click reincarnation, so how do we need so many impermanence? Those of us, are mainly responsible for abnormal deaths, or are we interested in practicing and personally seducing our souls. But look, the people in the northwest are simple and not as stressful as big cities, so where are there so many abnormal deaths?"

Xiaohong blushed when Yan said it because of similar words such as "the times are developing and the world is progressing." He also joked about Hao Ning and others' traditional and inherent understanding of God. Who knew that Yan was talking about him today. This is no wonder that most of the things he understood came from Zhang Chihang. Zhang Chihang mainly observed the sound of "world". If he didn't watch the "world", what should he do to care about the development of the underworld?

Thinking of this, Xiaohong asked quickly: "Stop talking so much, I'll ask you, why are you going to stroll around the cemetery here with this mutton skewers?"

"Nonsense!" Yan saw that Xiaohong was still asking, blushing and asked, "Is it okay if I want to eat Northwest snacks? But I don't like eating in places with a lot of people. How peaceful is it? It feels like I'm going home."

The feeling of going home... Xiaohong looked around and had to admit that what Yan said was his reason, but only Yan could say this truth.

"Come on," Hao Ning seemed to have come alive from the moment of being stunned and waved his hand. It seemed that although these Yan had different personalities, they were all foodies. When they first met Yan, Yan ate a lot of snacks that were saved, such as double-skin milk, and then came to work. So he explained to Xiaohong, "Yan may all like to eat, and that Yan also likes to play games."

"So that's it," Xiaohong nodded. Since Haoning had also spoken, he stopped talking.

"You have asked me, I haven't asked you yet!" Yan said with confidence at this time, pointing to Xiaohong and Haoning and asked, "Why are you thinking about this kind of thing in our territory? You don't know that this kind of thing hurts the most?"

"Uh..." Xiaohong slapped her head, just now she was just spending time saving Haoning and forgot about this matter!

The Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita is a treasure sutra! It has a huge effect on calming the soul. If the soul is in the human body, it will naturally be quiet and calming the soul. However, if the soul is outside, it will make the soul unable to move. If a master recites the sutra, the harm will be greater. Xiaohong is naturally a master. Moreover, the sutra in his hand was written by the Bodhisattva himself. The level of the sutra written by the Bodhisattva is of course higher than that of the Bodhisattva himself. No wonder Xiaohong scared out the Yan just after reciting a few sentences.

Thinking of this, Xiaohong knew that she was wrong. She was just spending time saving people and forgot that this place was the territory of the dead. If there was a newly buried soul here, if there was an accident because of herself, her sin would be great.

"I'm really sorry," Xiaohong knew that she was in the wrong, and said embarrassedly, "Be careful in the future, pay attention in the future! That--we'll leave first!"

"Where can you pay attention to it! You dare to hurt the dead soul!" Yan smiled fiercely, "Boy! Leave something and leave!"

"Leave something?" Xiaohong originally wanted to run away. After all, if the people in the underworld can not offend, he would not offend him. Who knew that Yan was so arrogant and was arrogant. As soon as the Holy Infant King got angry, he blew up and a pillar of true fire rose three feet above his head. Xiaohong stared at Yan with a grim smile, "What do you want to leave behind?"

"Well, brother, if you have something to say, don't we get angry?" Yan saw this attitude, and in a blink of an eye, he smiled hard and turned into a flattering smile. The rapid change of expression made Hao Ning amazed, "What I just said means - is it okay to leave me a cell phone?"

"..." Xiaohong was just scaring him. After hearing what Yan said, he was stunned and closed the magic channel. "You said you want something to leave behind, just want a mobile phone? What do you want a mobile phone for?"

"Play games..." Hao Ning laughed at Yan, who bullied the weak and feared the strong. This Yan is much more cowardly than that Yan, but his love for playing games is still the same. "It seems that my two phones are quite popular since I went to the underworld last time."

"It's not stop!" Yan said with a smile, wiping his saliva and recalled, "The two phones you gave to Xiao Niu Xiaoma have more good things, and many good movies, such as beauties, nurses, teachers, that exposure, that temptation, that rich imagination..."

"Hey hey hey, it's almost done!" Hao Ning quickly stopped Yan from continuing, cursing in his heart that he was only concerned about deleting his text messages and communication related information. He forgot to delete those things. He looked at Xiaohong and looked at him and laughed, and scolded angrily, "Why are you laughing? I don't believe it is not on your phone? Take it out and I'll take a look." As he said that, he was about to take out Xiaohong's phone.

"Oh no, no, no," Xiaohong quickly stopped Hao Ning, "I have nothing good to look at, really!"

"Really?" Hao Ning looked at Yan and smiled, "What Yan said makes sense. You were really not right to chant the scriptures just now, so it's not too much to compensate Yan for a mobile phone. Unfortunately, I gave my mobile phone to Xiao Niu Xiaoma. I don't have it now, so I have to give Yan your mobile phone!" After that, he blinked at Yan, and Yan was so happy to see that there was a door.

"No!" Xiaohong said seriously, "I have something very important here - no, I have nothing here!"

Hao Ning was so happy that Xiaohong was lying at the same level, so he smiled and said, "Since I don't have it, I'll feel at ease. You give it to Yan first. I owe you what I owe you. When you go back, I buy you a new one - if you don't give it, it proves that there is something shameful on your phone!"

Xiaohong's face turned red after thinking for a long time. After turning her head to Yan, "Isn't it just a cell phone? You wait!"

As he said that, Xiaohong took out his cell phone and handed the scriptures to Yan, "Help me take it." Yan shook for a moment and dared not answer it. He hid dozens of meters away: "If you want me to die, just say it!"

"I'm sorry, forgot," Xiaohong handed the scriptures to Haoning, "Please take them, wait for me to prepare them, and you are not allowed to peek."

As he said that, Xiaohong ran away with his phone, and looked at Haoning who couldn't see him and started to turn on the phone and delete the things inside the phone.

"Okay, no," Hao Ning waited for a while and was impatient, "You have deleted it for fifteen minutes!"

"Soon, very soon!" Xiaohong shouted, "It's almost done, a little while."

An hour and a half later, Xiaohong handed the phone to Yan: "You can take it."

"How many shameful things do you have!" Hao Ning looked at Xiaohong evilly, "It takes almost two hours to delete?"

"You have to care!" Xiaohong said with a blushing face, "Let's go back?"

"..." After this fuss, Hao Ning felt much better. He glanced at his brother's grave again and sighed, "Let's go."

"Wait!" Xiaohong was about to cast a spell, but the Yan ran over, "Since you are so generous, is there anything you want me to help?"

"I don't!" Xiaohong didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and pointed at Haoning, "Just help him."

Yan nodded and looked at Hao Ning with inquiring eyes.

"You..." Hao Ning thought for a while and thought it was okay. He hadn't seen Yan for a long time, and he thought about it very much. "Then please help me bring something to Yan from the Greater China region and say if you have time, please ask him to find me."

"I dare not." Yan's head shook like a rattle, "He Yan has a weird temper and doesn't believe what we say. Besides, you are in South China and I am in Northwest. How can I explain to him that I met you? He must ask me a lot of messy things. Maybe I thought I had recognized the wrong person to come to spend it, and maybe I would have to deduct my wages when I turned around-the-shoulder-"

"You said you met Hao Ning!" Hao Ning was a little anxious, "What's wrong with this?"

"Where is the evidence?" Yan looked at Haoning, "It's no basis for saying it."

"Let's take a photo together," said Hao Ning.

"Fake pictures made by photo editing software," Yan turned his fingers, "or use a scarecrow to trick you, there are not too many ways to do it."

"Then I'll say something to you?" Hao Ning said again, "Only he and I know."

"Don't, don't, only you and him know must be private. If I tell him, he will think—" Yan quickly waved his hand, "We used secret methods to enter his memory and stole it! This is much more likely than meeting you!"

"..." Hao Ning was speechless for a moment, and indeed his thinking was different from those of these gods and ghosts.

"This!" Hao Ning thought for a while, took out a treasure bag from his pocket, opened it, and opened it with two blue gems-like things, which Yan gave him at that time. He thought it was Zhou Yuan's thing, but when he went back to Zhou Yuan to identify it, he found that he didn't know him either. Hao Ning took out one from it and handed it to Yan, "This is what he gave me, there are only two in total, right?"

"Okay--" Yan looked at the blue gem and nodded to Haoning, "I admire you very much. You are not afraid that I am fake. Take away yours and don't give it to you?"

"Is it fake?" Hao Ning smiled, "Besides, this is not a valuable thing. I have one. Do you change it to your Roujiamo?"

"Of course not to change," Yan understood after he said, "Okay, let's go!"

"Brother Haoning," Xiaohong drove back to the company, and next to it was the newly-cooked mutton steamed buns bought from Chang'an. "You should take this Bodhisattva's scripture."

"Why?" Hao Ning was flipping through the scriptures, but he didn't expect that the calligraphy of Chi Hang's brush was really good. "I was just curious to read through it. I had memorized it."

"There are a lot of things that people have carved, and they don't really understand it - I mean, you are unstable recently," Xiaohong continued, "I'll feel at ease with it protecting you."

"Oh, thank you." Hao Ning smiled relievedly, "Yan's words make sense..."

"Yan?" Xiaohong thought for a while, but didn't seem to think of anything meaningful, "Which sentence? He said so many words."

"Every Yan is a face," Hao Ning said with a smile. "Although every Yan comes from a source, since he is separated because of different personalities, he is already independent and should be on his own path. Why force the other party and regret it?"

"Yan is like this, parents are like this, brother--" Hao Ning said this, looking at the traffic in front of him, people coming and going, and sighed, "Is this the same?"

"I--" Xiaohong saw the red light on, stopped, and protected the shaking mutton steamed buns with his right hand, "I don't have your experience, I don't know, but just like this, although the red light sometimes goes on and the car sometimes stops, but since it's a car, since it's a road, you have to walk forward. You can reverse while driving, but you can't keep driving, right? The car can't stand it, right?"

"It makes sense!" Hao Ning nodded with a smile, took the scriptures and patted Xiaohong, "I can't tell you that you are just one by one? Is this what your brother Zhang teaches you?"

"No," the green light went on, and Xiaohong stepped on the accelerator to set off. "I really can't remember the empty things he taught me. Later, he stopped teaching me and let me realize it myself. What I just said was just my feelings."

"Don't teach you?" Hao Ning didn't believe it, and looked at Xiaohong half-jokingly and said, "He has said so many scriptures and read so many scriptures, but there is not a single scripture that can teach you? It's unlikely. You are slandering the Bodhisattva and there is nothing to teach you."

"Not not," Xiaohong said with a smile, "I just had a low level of education when I was a child, but I was not a fool. But Brother Zhang later said that he had read a sentence in a book, so he would not teach me anymore. But he couldn't say that he had nothing to teach me, but he said that the best way to teach me is to let me put down the scriptures and realize it by myself."

"What words?" Hao Ning was attracted by Xiaohong and became curious, "What words can make us, Bodhisattva Zhang Da, let you learn the scriptures without teaching you?"

The car turned into the garage, Xiaohong parked the car, turned off the fire and looked at Haoning with a smile: "It is said that life is a big book."

Hao Ning looked at Xiaohong quietly and had not spoken for a long time. He knew that this sentence was a famous saying by the academic master Qian Zhongshu in his works. Because this famous saying was so talented and above his eyes. Qian Lao, who was proud of himself, dared to write the title of the book as "Written on the Edge of Life", indicating that even if he was himself, the words he wrote could only describe the edge of life and express his awe of the proposition of life.

But what Hao Ning didn't expect was that this sentence was actually said from Zhang Chihang's mouth. It was reasonable to think about it again. All things are one. Mr. Qian's high understanding in his own realm and Guan Zizai's understanding in his own realm. Who said that it is inconsistent?
Chapter completed!