Han Ke and Li Xiaotian stayed in the school parking factory until 7:30, before Meng Li hurried over, driving an old Santana and an old man in sixties.

When Meng Li saw Han Ke, she smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, the traffic jam on the road is too late." In fact, there was no traffic jam on the road at all. However, before Meng Li came, she suddenly remembered that the university where Han Ke was located did not belong to his jurisdiction, so he naturally could not interfere, so she first hired the ghost servant in this jurisdiction, Fan Lang, that is, the sixty-year-old man standing next to him.

Han Ke didn't care about Meng Li's late arrival. Of course, Li Xiaotian didn't care even more. He had been waiting for more than ten years and didn't care about the past half hour.

"Who is this?" Han Ke noticed as soon as he got off the car, so he asked Meng Li politely.

Meng Li smiled and said to Han Ke, "Let me introduce you to this person, this person is a ghost messenger in this district, Fan Lang, we all call him Boss Fan." Then he turned around and said to the old man with sixties, "Boss Fan, this person is the Han Ke I told you."

Boss Fan didn't look up at first. After listening to Meng Li's introduction, he slowly raised his head. His deep eyes looked back and forth on Han Ke, and just said a simple word: "Okay."

Han Ke also gave Boss Fan a polite smile. However, he always felt that what Boss Fan just said was not just a simple greeting, but seemed to have more profound meaning.

Meng Li also showed great respect to Boss Fan, and smiled at him and said, "Why don't we start?"

Boss Fan nodded and then took two steps out.

Meng Li also walked to Han Ke and said with a smile: "You will be shocked later."

After hearing Meng Li's words, Han Ke was a little confused and thought to himself: Isn't it just reincarnation? I've seen it too.

"Hey Yiyou, hey Yiyou, hey..."

Suddenly, a sound of shouting like a trumpet came from Boss Fan’s mouth.

Han Ke was shocked and asked Meng Li, who was smiling with his eyes narrowed, "This mess is still singing, is it too much?"

Meng Li said: "This is called soul-calming sound. It can calm the soul's heart and let them walk the last journey of the world more peacefully, which ordinary people cannot hear."

Boss Fan sang over and over again. Han Ke also felt relieved a lot when he heard it. He noticed that the parking lot in front of Boss Fan had gradually changed, and the parked vehicles slowly disappeared one by one, and the outlines of the mountain shadows appeared one after another. In front of Boss Fan's feet, a large area of ​​blue water appeared, leading directly to the distance between the endless mountains and rivers. Not far away, a small boat floated towards this side until it floated to the feet of Boss Fan and then stopped.

Boss Fan stopped singing at this time, got on the boat, picked up the oars, and signaled Li Xiaotian to get on the boat as well.

Li Xiaotian walked quietly to the boat. Just now, listening to Boss Fan chanting over and over again, his mood became surprisingly calm.

After taking two steps, Li Xiaotian suddenly turned around, looked at Han Ke and said, "Goodbye, thank you!" After a brief pause, he continued, "In addition, if possible, I would like to ask you to do me a favor?"

Han Ke nodded with a smile. Since Li Xiaotian could choose to say it at this time, it is possible that the help he asked him to help was the only ties he left the world.

Li Xiaotian smiled faintly and continued, "If you have the chance, please help me find out the cause of my death."

Logically speaking, a person who is about to be reincarnated should no longer care about the death information of his previous life, but this question has been confusing Li Xiaotian for more than ten years. He really wants to know how he died, but he is more inclined to the latter than reincarnation as a human being, so he had to ask Han Ke to find out the truth for him and help him fulfill his last wish in this world.

Han Ke agreed to Li Xiaotian's request. He had been dead for almost twenty years. Although he didn't know if he could find out the truth, Han Ke promised Li Xiaotian that he would do his best to figure out what happened that year.

When Li Xiaotian heard Han Ke's reply, he smiled happily, finally turned around and boarded the boat without hesitation.

Boss Fan's yelling sound came from his ears. He began to control the boat to row into the distance. The sound became farther and farther away, and the shadow of the boat also became smaller and smaller until it disappeared into the boundless waters.

Some people say that a person's life is like a train, and no one knows where their end will be, nor will he know when he has to get off. Therefore, we, who are in the same carriage, are likely to be just a passerby in each other's lives and a passerby who has affected their own journey in their lives. Although we are reluctant to leave, we will eventually say goodbye with tears...

After Boss Fan and Li Xiaotian disappeared, the parking factory returned to normal, but Han Ke was still staring at the direction of disappearance. He was wondering what kind of state he would be like if he was sitting on the boat, should he accept it in fear or yearn for it calmly?

"Boss Fan is one of the oldest ghost servants in our place. He died during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. During his lifetime, he was a boatman who made a living by ferrying. Although he didn't talk often, he was very good to us and had great prestige below, so we all respect him very much." Meng Li said next to Han Ke.

Hearing Meng Li's voice, Han Ke woke up in a dream and grinned and said, "Brother Meng, when were you? What did you do during your lifetime?"

Meng Li smiled and said, "I have to keep this secret. Every ghost messenger cannot say anything casually in his previous life. If the person below knows it, the punishment will be very serious."

"How do you know Boss Fan's life experience?" Han Ke didn't believe it and then asked again.

"He is an exception, even if he is a ghost messenger," Meng Li replied.

"Tsk, keep it confidential. You don't want to say that I'm too lazy to ask." Han Ke waved his hand as if he was not caring.

Han Ke suddenly remembered the ghost mess he encountered when he was reincarnated, which was very different from the feeling that Boss Fan and Meng Li gave him. So he asked Meng Li: "Why is the method of Boss Fan collecting souls so different from the method used by the ghost mess I encountered when I was reincarnated?"

"What method did the ghost messenger you mentioned use?" Meng Li asked.

So Han Ke told Meng Li about the scene he saw.

After hearing this, Meng Li said, "The one you saw before is different from us. Strictly speaking, they are not ghost soldiers. Those people were originally underworld soldiers guarding the underworld. They used to only move below, but only came up to do this one after another more than a hundred years ago. Now the number of people accounts for half of our ghost soldiers. The umbrella that the underworld soldiers took is called Yin and Yang Cang (deng), which is a kind of soul weapon that helps them collect their souls in the world. When they are stretched open, they can not only resist the erosion of sunlight, but only people like us or ghosts can see it. But after it is closed, any ordinary person can see it. This can be said to be their protective umbrella in the world. With this, they do not need to be like us, even without the help of human bodies, they can still move freely during the day."

Han Ke still didn't quite understand: "Isn't this good? Why do you feel a little nervous when you mention them?"

Meng Li glanced at Han Ke, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "No, not at all. The appearance of these underworld soldiers has disrupted the rule of the ghost soldiers to collect souls and live a life in the world. The biggest difference between them and us is that if we have two-thirds of our souls, they only have one-third of their souls at most. They will only follow the orders when doing things, and will not be affected by any emotions at all. As you can see, their soul collection is the toughest way to get started, and they will not care about the emotions of those dead souls at all. We, unless we have to, will not

The soul will easily use this method. The soul is also a form of survival, especially the dead souls who have just left the world. They still have too many obsessions and attachments to this world. This is reasonable. What we ghost messengers need to do is to guide and enlighten, let them calm down, calmly accept the arrangement of fate without distractions, and then reincarnate. The emergence of the underworld soldiers disrupts the existing laws of reincarnation and makes many people lose the experience of the period from death to reincarnation. This is unfair to a soul, and without this process, its reincarnation is incomplete!”

When Meng Li said this, Han Ke understood a little: "I didn't expect that you ghost messengers are so humane!"

"Human nature, this word is so tempting to us. How many ghosts have worked diligently for hundreds of years and thousands of years, just to earn back one-third of their souls and have a complete soul." Meng Li said with emotion.

"Then no one will take care of these things? Isn't there a boss below you?" Han Ke continued to ask, and what Meng Li said aroused his curiosity.

"The King of Patriarchs has long been..." Meng Li said halfway, suddenly stopped talking, and smiled and patted Han Ke on the shoulder, and then continued, "I said, brother, why are you suddenly concerned about the following things? When you should know, Mr. Li will naturally tell you. He knows better than me."

Today, Meng Li and Han Ke have already talked a lot. Since he didn't want to say anything else, Han Ke didn't ask any more questions.

Han Ke asked Meng Li for details of the use of this soul-grabbing pen, but Meng Li didn't know much about it. She just told Han Ke to practice it well, which would be of great use in the future.
Chapter completed!