At this moment, I found myself sitting on the bed, covered in cold sweat.

And outside the house, it was already lit.

Looking at my chest, my clothes were intact and they were not torn to pieces.

It turns out that I had a dream.

But when I recalled this dream again, I found that my memory became very chaotic, and the more I could not remember it clearly in the future.

I only remember walking to the street in a daze and seeing two people, who tore my clothes apart.

What I said about Niu Abang, the Yang Messeng they set, and the chest was stinging, and I could hardly remember the rest.

But I knew that the two people were wearing two colors of clothes, one black and one white.

This dream made me feel palpitations. I sat on the bed and my body was shaking. I lit a cigarette and wanted to calm myself down.

Although this dream is vague, I think about it carefully.

Niu Aping, one black and one white clothes, isn’t this the underworld Yinshou, Niu Head, and Black and White Impermanence?

And what the hell is that "Yang Envoy" that was decided? This made me confused for a while. I didn't even know whether I had a dream or whether the soul had left my body, left my body, and went outside the house.

After a long time, my mood calmed down.

I really can't figure it out, nor can I figure out what's going on.

Because I really can't tell whether it is a dream or not.

After sitting for a long time, I simply stopped thinking about it. I couldn't sleep, so I got up early and went out to buy breakfast.

After the master got up, he saw me coming back from buying breakfast, and thought I had gone out to play all night.

But when I thought about it, I was with the corpse girl, I didn't say anything.

But for the master, I did not intend to hide what I encountered last night.

So while having breakfast, I told the master that when I went to the banquet, I met a ghost messenger and had dinner together.

The master was surprised to hear the ghost messenger.

The master has been in this industry for decades, but when he was young, he looked at the ghost officer from afar.

Now that I heard that I was having dinner with the ghost clerk, I was shocked. I kept asking me for details and asked me if I had a good relationship. The ghost clerk had a bad temper or something.

When I heard this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly and had a good relationship. I was killed by me.

When the master saw me smiling bitterly, he showed a hint of doubt: "Xiaofan, why are you laughing at? It doesn't matter if you don't have a good relationship with the ghost messenger. Anyway, we are on the yang path and don't interact with each other."

I shook my head: "Master, I stomped the ghost mess to death with one kick!"

The master was still indifferent, but suddenly when he heard this, his mind buzzed and exclaimed in surprise: "What, you trampled him to death?"

"Well, I'm trampling to death!" I ate the buns while telling the truth indifferently.

But after the master looked at me a few times, he rolled his eyes: "You kid, you have learned to fool the master. What kind of Taoist skills are ghost messengers? I heard a fellow man who had been in Yin before saying that if you can become a ghost messenger, your own Taoist skills are not bad, and after becoming a ghost messenger, you will also have the Netherworld Gang to kill you. Do you think you can step on an ant to death?"

The master didn't believe it at all, and wanted to think I was joking.

But I smiled helplessly: "Really, Master, do you remember that I told you before, I have seen the things about Black and White Impermanence?"

When the master saw me speak like this, he seemed to find that I was not joking. He heard my question again and nodded: "Remember, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Bai Wuchang gave me a seal of impermanence. Last night, I used this seal to kill that guy and his soul was scattered." I spoke calmly.

But after hearing this, the master was so surprised that he widened his eyes and his breathing became rapid.

After a while, I heard the master say, "Xiao, Xiaofan, you, you really killed the ghost messenger!"

"I really killed you! That guy bullies people too much. If I don't kill him, he will kill me!" I spoke truthfully.

But the master gasped and asked me repeatedly what was going on. At the same time, he blamed me for being too reckless and said that killing ghosts was a serious crime, and after death, he would inevitably be sent to the eighteenth level of hell and suffered all the torture, and even scolded me for being impulsive.

Because in our field, we all believe in cause and effect, we all know the cycle of reincarnation, and we also know what will happen after our death and where we will go.

I killed the ghost officer, and the problem was indeed a bit serious, but I had no regrets at all.

Even if I really want to throw me into the eighteenth level of hell, I won’t accept it.

A bullshit, arrogant, and always killing people. Is this kind of ghost messenger qualified to be a ghost messenger?

We had already planned to talk about it, but this guy's conditions were aggressive and we really couldn't agree.

Later, he attacked me and attacked me.

If he doesn't die, I will die. I feel that I am not wrong at all.

I told the master little by little the reason for the matter. After hearing this, the master did not blame me as much as he started, but just sighed: "Hey! apprentice, this may be your life. I have done everything, and the master will no longer blame you. Now that you have killed the ghost officer, even if you come up with a plan to hide the truth, the matter will still be exposed one day."

"The master can't help you, but before that, you remember what the master said. In the future, you will accumulate more virtue and do good deeds and accumulate more good deeds. In the underworld, you also pay attention to the mutual benefit of merits and demerits. If you have more good deeds and great merits, you may be able to compensate for your sins if you go down there in the future..."

The master is good for me, and I know what he says, and I remember it too.

But I don’t want to get too entangled with this issue. Anyway, everyone has killed them, and regret is useless, and I don’t regret it, so what should I do in the future.

After breakfast, our shop set up the stall as usual.

I have to go to Langya Mountain in two days. In Langya Mountain, there are so many ghost slave corpses with ghost eyes? I know very well in my heart that it must be a big battle.

So before that, I have to enjoy this peace.

Our funeral shop usually focuses on holidays, so there is not much business in normal times.

I was idle in front of the stall, so I took out my phone and started to scan the short video.

But after watching it for a while, it feels boring. There are always a few songs, a few dances with the same dances, such as hiding private money, 5D magic city, etc.

I felt very interesting at first, but after watching it too much, I became tired of it.

Just as I was about to quit the APP and called Lao Feng and Xu Chengjing to drive two black hands, I subconsciously slid my fingers.

Suddenly, a new short video appeared.

And as soon as this short video appeared, I was stunned.

Because I recognized the characters in the video at a glance, me and Murong Yan.

After a closer look, it was a video of me beating a few dandy playboys in the underground garage last night.

Looking at the title again, my mother is so exciting; the bread loser competes for the beauty, and the garage beats the rich second generation of luxury cars.

In addition to the explosive title, the likes reached as many as 3,000, which can be said to be very scary.

And in the video, you can see the whole process of me slapping a few people.

Moreover, the shooter even widened the camera, and Murong Yan's appearance was undoubtedly fully exposed to the video.
Chapter completed!