Chapter 119 Is it difficult?

"Qiancang..." Yue Ya held the clothes on her chest tightly with both hands, pursed her lips, and stared at Yang Fan, "Do you know where Qiancang is?"

Who is Qian Cang? Tang Yuanyuan looked at Wang Anfu, who spread his hands and shrugged. He didn't know either.

Qian Cang, could he be the person she has been looking for, Yan Qing thought.

He knew that this living dead had been looking for someone, which was one of the reasons why the previous seniors took pity on her and did not kill her.

"He is waiting for you in the underworld. He has been waiting for you for almost a hundred years," Xiao Lin told her impatiently, "If you follow us, you will be able to see him!"

"Qian Cang is waiting for me in the underworld..." Yue Ya was stunned by this sudden surprise.

Xiao Lin nodded heavily, "Yes, Qian Cang is waiting for you in the underworld. He has something to give you."

"Come with us, we'll take you to see Qiancang."

Woo woo woo... It's great that the boss helped Qian Cang find Erya. Otherwise, if he wanted to find Erya on his own, he wouldn't know when he would remember where Erya was. Xiao Lin felt a pang in her chest.

Yue Ya said several "yes" in a row, "I'll go with you..."

"You can't take this living dead away!" Yan Qing, who had been silent, took a step forward with a strong attitude.

Tang Yuanyuan and Wang Anfu took a step forward, and the former said, "You can't take this living dead woman away. She has committed a sin of murder. We, the disciples of Sanqing Palace, have the responsibility to kill her!"

Xiao Lin looked at Yang Fan nervously, wondering if Yue Erya was really a bad person and had done anything bad.

"I just want to see Qian Cang!" Yue Ya pleaded, "Let me see him once, and then you can kill me. I will never run away!"

Please, just let her see her!
Yang Fan tilted his head and looked at them, then took a step back. "Go ahead and kill her. I'll just take her soul away. I don't want her body."

If someone does something wrong, he deserves to be killed, and she won't stop him.

Yue Ya's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The three people from Yan Qing: ...

Are you kidding us?
"She is the living dead." Yan Qing said.

Yang Fan nodded, "I know she is the living dead."

"The living dead have no other way to kill her except by burning her body," Tang Yuanyuan said speechlessly.

Is this person a cultivator? How come he doesn’t even know this common sense?

"Yes, I know. Burn it," Yang Fan raised his hand. "You can burn it as you like. I don't want her body. Just leave her soul to me."

The three people from Yan Qing: ...

Does this person even know what the living dead are?

Yan Qing's eyes were filled with a bit of speechlessness, "The living dead, their bodies are destroyed and their souls are annihilated."

Does this person really not know, or is he teasing them on purpose?

"Then why don't you just separate her soul and burn her body?" Yang Fan looked at them as if they were idiots. "Do you still need me to teach you such a small thing?"

The soul and body of the living dead are fused together, and when the body is destroyed, the soul is annihilated. So why not separate the soul and body first and burn the body?
Yan Qing, who had always been a womanizer, was so angry that he laughed at her words and the look in her eyes.

"Soul-body separation symbol, come on, draw one for me."

He wanted to see how capable this person really was, given how casually he spoke. No one could draw the soul-body separation talisman nowadays.

He stared blankly at Yang Fan's actions.

She was holding the lightning-struck wood and casually drew a soul-body separation rune in the air. The golden rune floated in the air, like a huge slap hitting him hard in the face.

"Hey, the soul-body separation talisman, is it difficult?"

Yan Qing: “……!!!”

Tang Yuanyuan and Wang An: “……!!!”

Soul-body separation symbol! Drawn by hand!

Seeing the three of them with their jaws dropped, Xiao Lin straightened his body even more and raised his chin.

So this is what it feels like to be cool. Don't say it, don't say it, in one word, awesome! Chen Gong and Feng Kaile looked at each other with a subtle expression. This face-slapping scene seemed familiar.

Yan Bin looked at the slender yet powerful figure with a smile in his eyes.

Yue Ya stared at the golden runes in the air in a daze, and a little hope surged in her numb heart. Could she really be free...

Han Musen, awakened by the cold rain, opened his eyes slightly, looked at the golden light in the sky, and a sentence subconsciously popped up in his head: Am I in heaven?

……

In Shangyuan Village, at eleven o'clock, the gate to the underworld opened on time.

Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi were the first two ghosts to walk out of the gate of the underworld and arrive at Yang Fan's yard.

The ghost following behind saw the closed door and asked in confusion, "It's time, why hasn't the post station opened yet?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? We're here to open the door," Liang Zishu walked to the window next to him and took the key from the bowl on the windowsill.

The key was pressed against the rolling door, and with a click, the rolling door opened automatically.

When the rolling door was halfway raised, Jian Xiangdi, who was standing at the door, floated in. The dark room suddenly lit up, and the shelves were filled with express deliveries.

The computer will turn on automatically. Yang Fan doesn't need to be there. As long as the two of them arrive on time, the station will open on time.

But if Yang Fan is not here, it means that one of them will have to stay here while the other goes to work.

"Come on, let's see who wins and who loses today."

Liang Zishu rubbed his hands together, staring at Jian Xiangdi with the determination to win.

She has lost to Jian Xiangdi several times before, she must win this time!
"Come on," he said with an attitude of being sure of winning.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

Liang Zishu: "Fuck!"

She played rock, and Jane played paper to Di, and she lost again.

Jian Xiangdi smiled and took back her hand, "Please stay here, Sister Liang. I'll take them to work."

Liang Zishu: "..."

I lost another 100 yuan, I feel so sad!

Qian Cang stood at the door. Seeing Liang Zishu lose again, he laughed naively and said, "Sister Liang, you lose again."

He went out to work these days and saw that Liang Zishu never won the game of finger-guessing.

"What a joke," Liang Zishu said unhappily, "Have you remembered Yue Erya's address?"

Qian Cang smiled innocently, "I remember now. I remember where Erya lives. I'll tell her the address when the stationmaster comes back."

After Xiao Lin and Xiao Jing fed him spiritual fruits every day, he finally remembered where Erya lived.

When the webmaster came back, he told her Erya's address and sent the things out.

Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi looked at each other. They remembered it so quickly. It seems that the spiritual fruits they had eaten these days were not in vain.

"Let's go, let's get to work." Qian Cang urged.

He had remembered Erya's address, so he could send the things out. He had to work even harder to pay off the debt of 500,000 yuan as soon as possible.

Jian Xiangdi nodded and led the ghosts who all wanted to work and get the spiritual fruits to work.

Liang Zishu was waiting at the post station. Today was the last day that Wang Zhenzhu and Zhou Shuhui met. Yang Fan's absence would not affect their meeting their families.

The two ghosts came out of the gate of the underworld, said hello to Liang Zishu, and followed their respective golden threads to see their families.

When Yang Fan was not at home, the little white tiger did not come to the inn. He was lying on Yang Fan's bed upstairs and sleeping soundly.

At two o'clock in the morning, three cars slowly drove into Shangyuan Village.

(End of this chapter)