Ah Chu looked at the big furry white tail in front of him and was stunned. After a while, he raised his round face and asked in a low voice: "Do you know Du Lingsi?"

Jialan closed his hand, held the gourd and shook it.

There seemed to be heavy water inside, and a muffled sound was made with a slight sway.

This green gourd doesn't look big, but it's very heavy when you hold it in your hand.

Ordinary people may not be able to handle it.

He whispered: "After passing Dulingsi, it is Guixu. Guixu is the destination of the deceased. You open your mouth and say that she is dead. I think there is some unique basis."

Jialan took his gaze back from the gourd and fell on Ah Chu.

The fat and white boy in black took a step back and said anxiously: "Since you know Du Lingsi, why don't you return the treasure to me quickly!"

"My master, I'm busy with all my life and I'm very busy, but I don't have time to spend it with you!"

He put his hands on his hips and his tone became crazy again, as if the person who had cried before was not him at all.

Jialan put the gourd in his sleeve.

He shouted, "Give me back! Give me back!"

Under the rain, the soft and soft childish voice once again cried.

He sat down on the ground, half threatening and half begging for mercy: "If you return the treasure to me, I will have nothing happened today... If you don't return it to me, I will...I will let you know the power of Dulingsi!"

Jialan sneered: "If you are so powerful, why haven't you seen anyone come to save you?"

He looked down at Ah Chui.

"Or, you are in the Dulingsi, and it's not important at all?"

Ah Chu choked when he heard this, and his eyes, like black grapes, dimmed.

Jialan said, "If you honestly tell me everything I want to know, I might return the gourd to you."

Ah Chu raised his face: "Maybe?"

"Of course, you can't say anything." Jialan said indifferently, "If you can beat me, you can grab the gourd back."

Ah Chu looked at his short little fat hand and nodded with a dull look: "What do you want to know?"

It’s not that he doesn’t want to do it.

But he has never had a fight with anyone since he could remember. Where can he win with his thin arms and legs?

Depressed, Ah Chui accepted his fate.

Jialan signaled him to look at Tang Ning: "She can walk and move, and she lives well, why do she say she has died long ago?"

Ah Chu curled his lips: "You know Du Lingsi, so you must have heard of the Book of Life and Death, right?"

"Hmm?" Jialan thought for a while, "it seemed to have vaguely heard of it."

The rain accumulates at the eaves and flows down.

Ah Chu touched and took out a small booklet from his body. He looked at Jialan with his eyes squinted: "The booklet in my hand is not the original, even if you snatch it away, it will be useless..."

Jialan smiled unanimously.

Ah Chu felt a little nervous, but when she thought about it, she had no intention, so she slapped the black cover booklet on the spot and said, "You can see if this is her name!"

Jialan didn't move.

One hand picked up the booklet.

Turn two pages over.

The owner of the hand turned pale: "What is this?"

The name of the person in black and white looks so familiar.

After a person’s name, age, place, cause of death, time.

It is written clearly in regular small seal script.

No wonder it is called the Book of Life and Death.

Tang Xin quickly flipped back, but his eyes were blank, and he could not see any name cause of death. He flipped forward again and saw the name of the twins.

All the Tang family, except him, are on the top.

Ah Chu sighed with an old aura and said softly: "It is already amazing to see these names with naked eyes."

Tang Xin's fingers trembled gently.

The slightly yellowed old white paper, the words Tang Ning written brightly, intertwined and twisted in front of his eyes.

A bright red cinnabar mark cuts these two familiar words in the waist.

He loosened his hand and the booklet fell to the ground.

Jialan gently caught it, without saying a word.

The wound on Tangning's shoulder was no longer bleeding, only the pain was still there. She covered her shoulders and walked towards them: "Are I really... dead?" Such a question was asked from her own mouth, which seemed particularly bizarre.

Jialan looked at the content written in the booklet carefully, nodded and said, "I am dead."

When Ah Chui heard this, he got up from the ground: "Didn't it? I said she had already died long ago, and you don't believe it. Now that you see it with your own eyes, you should believe it?"

Tang Ning frowned and pondered: "When did it happen?"

Jialan closed the booklet and said, "It was the day before you and I met."

"You were severed and suffocated to death."

Tang Ning was silent for a moment, put down his hand covering his shoulders, and looked at Ah Chui: "Will the things written in this book definitely change?"

Ah Chu jumped up: "What nonsense is it! How could Dulingsi's life and death book change? The superior said that you will be born, and you will be born; if you die, you will be a dead person! This is an iron law! You will never make any mistakes!"

This has been the case for thousands of years.

People will definitely die.

Even if you live beyond a hundred years and become a human auspicious person, you will die sooner or later.

The flowers will bloom and will fade.

When the dead trees come to spring, they will surely decay again.

Ah Chui was a lifelong miss, but it was the first time that he met someone who had his name crossed out from the Book of Life and Death, but he was still alive and able to breathe.

But destiny will not be wrong.

The only one who is wrong is the person.

Maybe it was because the time was wrong, maybe it was because it wasn't dead enough...

Anyway, she should be dead.

Ah Chu said seriously: "No matter what, since the Book of Life and Death says that you are dead, you can only die."

"Without me, there will be others coming to save their souls."

Turning his head to look at Jialan, he continued, "Even if you want to kill me, it's useless."

It was raining too much outside the eaves.

It hangs in front of everyone like a waterfall.

The owner and his wife in the yard have already hid back to the house early.

Tang Ning glanced at the heavy rain, took his gaze back, and asked in a deep voice: "What if I don't want to die?"

After the girl's clear and gentle voice was lowered, she became inexplicably cold.

Ah Chu shivered.

He shouldn't be cold.

As a spirit of the weapon, he has no sense of hot and cold at all.

But at this moment, he looked at Tang Ning and listened to her voice, and felt a chill surge.

Is it because of the rain?

Ah Chu hugged his arms with both hands and leaned back: "This is not something you want or not..."

Jialan held his head.

The braid fell down.

"What do you want to do?" he exclaimed, stretching out his fleshy little hand to snatch Jialan's fingers, "I've told you all, why don't you return the treasure to me quickly!"

Jialan smiled: "I just said maybe, but I didn't say I would definitely return it to you."

Ah Chuan's eyes widened: "My master will not let you go!"
Chapter completed!