An Chang Shang Xiao

It's easy to say, but if you want to go back to the underworld immediately, it's impossible.

Impermanence made it clear after coming here that after seven days, you need to exchange your soul for the opportunity to go back.

Until now, only four days have passed.

"Little Xiao Xiao, take Chen Yuduan's soul with you," Wu Anchang thought for a moment, "I'll kill a rabbit when the time comes."

"Does the rabbit count?" Mu Xiao asked.

Wu Anchang made an expression of indifference: "I don't know, let's make do."

"..."

Hearing the strange words of these two people, Chen Yuduan was a little dazed, and asked: "That... isn't the soul after death impossible to grasp, how do you plan to store it?"

Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao: "..."

Both of them were silent.

Chen Yuduan suddenly felt that the two "immortals" in front of him were not so reliable.

"You don't know..." Chen Yuduan asked tentatively, "Haven't figured out a way yet?"

"Then let me tell the truth, we... um!"

Wu Anchang was about to admit, but his mouth was covered by a slender white hand.

"There is a way," Mu Xiao said, "Tomorrow I will fetch your soul for you, just rest assured."

When Mu Xiao spoke, he didn't move his hand away, and put it on Wu Anchang's mouth, covering half of Wu Anchang's face.

With his mouth covered, Wu Anchang didn't resist, and waited quietly for him to finish speaking, his eyes still cast down, looking at Mu Xiao's hand.

The joints are distinct, and the green onion fingers gently cover the lips and cheeks. You can feel the softness of Mu Xiao's hands. Take a breath, and you can smell the faint fragrance of fingers.

While Mu Xiao was still talking to the half-believing Chen Yuduan, Wu Anchang suddenly had a plan, trying to play tricks.

He opened his lips slightly, slowly stretched out his tongue, and when he was about to touch the palm of the other party, he suddenly hooked upwards.

Wu Anchang didn't know where the courage came from, so he licked Mu Xiao's palm.

Humid heat instantly touched the opponent's palm, Mu Xiao felt the stimulation coming from the palm, and immediately retracted his hand.

Staring at a small piece of water stain in his palm, Mu Xiao didn't know how to react for a moment.

Xu Geng, he said slowly: "Wu Anchang..."

Seeing that he didn't say the second half of the sentence, Wu Anchang obediently gave a "huh".

"Dead," Mu Xiao paused, "Or half dead?"

"Uh... calm down," Wu Anchang made a defensive posture, "beauties don't hit handsome guys, and Mu Xiao doesn't hit me!"

"..."

"Young Master Wu..." Chen Yu Duan didn't know what kind of awkward expression he used to say this sentence, "What you just said...does it mean that a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands?"

"What?" Wu Anchang has never understood these polite languages, and the sentence that came out just now is considered educated enough for him, "Can you speak?"

"I..." Duan Chenyu's words got stuck in his throat, and he forced himself to choke back.

"He has an IQ but no brains," Mu Xiao didn't care whether Chen Yu could understand Duan, and patted him on the shoulder, "Just get used to it."

In these few conversations, Chen Yuduan's trust in these two "immortals" almost dropped to zero. At the same time, Mu Xiao saw his doubts and said something.

"Everything sees its fruit, not just its appearance."

Then, he added domineeringly: "I want to help you, so you can't refuse."

Duan Chenyu: "..."

Although he had already been prepared to be beaten to death, but after waiting for a long time, his movements almost froze, and Wu Anchang was stunned because he didn't wait for Mu Xiao's fist.

He cautiously put down the arm that was protecting his eyes, only to realize that Mu Xiao and Chen Yu Duan were already walking down the mountain.

Looking at Mu Xiao's back, he was stunned for a long time, Wu Anchang was still a little unsure, and said slowly: "Xiao Xiaoxiao...forgive me?"

After thinking for a while, the corner of his mouth curled up: "It's quite coaxing, as expected of Xiao Xiaoxiao."

Said, touched his chin.

Wu An often belongs to the kind that shines brightly when given a little sunshine, he raised a hand and waved: "Baby Xiao! Wait for me later!"

After a pause, Mu Xiao turned his head and glared at Wu Anchang: "Idiot, what did you call me just now?"

"Wrong, wrong," Wu Anchang said with a smile while apologizing, "Little Xiao Xiao, you are prone to wrinkles if you are too irritable."

"...I want you to take care of it."

I don't know if it's an illusion or something else, but Wu Anchang always feels that Mu Xiao's words carry a sense of grievance.

There was some cool wind around, stirring up waves in my heart.

Wu Anchang followed the pace of the two of them.

He didn't go directly to Mu Xiao, but pushed Chen Yuduan's shoulder away with a smile, and squeezed between the two, giggling.

"Sure enough, position c is suitable for me."

Mu Xiao looked at him, but didn't speak.

"Who is it?" Duan Chenyu asked, unable to understand what Wu Anchang meant.

"It's nothing."

Chen Yuduan didn't go down the mountain often, not only to avoid suspicion, but also to avoid scaring others.

But now that the "immortal" is leaving, he has to see him off.

"Shall I take you to the market?" Chen Yu said abruptly.

"No need." Mu Xiao decisively refused.

According to Mu Xiao's character, it's not that Chen Yuduan didn't expect this answer, and he didn't look for embarrassment, so he said goodbye to the two and returned to the mountain.

"Why refuse—" After Chen Yuduan left, Wu Anchang twisted his face and complained, "I haven't been to the market yet, and I've seen it in TV dramas. I don't know if it's true or not. so……"

"Six o'clock direction." Mu Xiao said suddenly.

"what?"

"Someone is watching." The expression on Mu Xiao's face was significantly more serious.

"Where is the direction at six o'clock?"

"..." Mu Xiao stopped arguing with him and replied directly, "Behind you."

As if suddenly realizing it, Wu Anchang slightly opened his mouth and nodded his head, then sighed: "Stalking assassination, is it so exciting!"

"...what's going on in your head?"

"Handsome and high IQ."

"Are you referring to the person in the back wearing blue and white wide sleeves?" Wu Anchang glanced back and raised his finger.

"Yes," Mu Xiao didn't look back, his eyes were still dark, "He has been following since he went down the mountain, and he is still there now."

"Oh..." Wu Anchang frowned, "Why are there so many perverts around me?"

"..."

Mu Xiao didn't say any more, he stroked his cuffs and speeded up his speech: "Keep going."

"Don't catch him?"

"That's a matter of waiting."

After Wu Anchang understood, he looked at Mu Xiao's expression and raised an eyebrow: "Sure enough, assassins are cool."

The two walked for a while, this time speeding up their pace, and the person behind was still following. Mu Xiao wanted to tell him secretly that he had noticed that he was being followed, and if the person realized it, it would be fine to leave. But now it seems that it is more effective to directly capture and torture.

"You wait where you are," Mu Xiao raised his hand to block Wu Anchang's footsteps, "give me 15 seconds."

"Well," Wu Anchang pouted, "There will be a penalty if you exceed the time limit."

Regardless of what he said, Mu Xiao just said "hmm".

He turned his head, making sure that the people behind him had stopped before turning around immediately.

When Mu Xiao ran, some dust and phantoms were brought up under his feet, the man immediately ran away when he saw it, but in the end he couldn't escape being suppressed by Mu Xiao.

Wu Anchang was still counting down on the spot, seeing Mu Xiao riding on the man's back, with the front half of his body leaning over it, his eyes dimmed for a moment: "Nine, ten... eleven, twenty."

After counting, he shouted loudly: "Xiao Xiaoxiao! You are overtime! Come here to receive punishment!"

Mu Xiao was walking towards this side holding the back of the man's neck.

"What did you say?"

"I said," Wu Anchang said again, "Xiao Xiaoxiao, you are overtime, come here to receive punishment."

"...How do you want to punish?"

"Give me the person in your hand."

That person was controlled very clearly, being carried from Mu Xiao's hand to Wu Anchang's, and he had absolutely no strength left to resist.

Wu An often turns the person's back towards him, grabbing the opponent's collar with one hand, and stroking the other person's back with the other hand.

"The punishment you give me is..." Mu Xiao said speechlessly, "Let me watch you play hooligans on him?"

"of course not."

After finishing speaking, Wu Anchang stopped his hands near the man's spine with a cold face, then clenched his hand into a fist, and hit him on the back all at once.

Judging from the man's screaming screams and almost fainting expression, Wu Anchang didn't hold back his energy.

After beating the man, the seriousness on Wu Anchang's face instantly disappeared: "It's all right now."

"Punish me," Mu Xiao asked, "Why did you beat him?"

"I..." Wu Anchang's words suddenly stopped.

He didn't seem to know why, but when he saw Mu Xiao tidying up people, a tendon in his brain suddenly tensed up, and he wanted to hit people subconsciously.

"do not know……"

Wu Anchang always spoke very strangely, and Mu Xiao didn't care.

"It doesn't matter," Mu Xiao stretched out his hand naturally, and grabbed Wu Anchang's sleeve, "Let him go and go back."

Seeing him like this, Wu Anchang felt relieved, and obediently let go of his hand: "Stop torture?"

"He has this expression of squinting after being beaten," Mu Xiao glanced at the person at Wu Anchang's feet, "You still don't understand the reason?"

"……Hold."

Now that the anger in my heart is not going well, Wu Anchang was so angry that the pervert under his feet still looked like this, he raised his foot and stepped on that person's face, and stepped on the person's eyes accurately.

As if the screams were not enough, he twisted his feet on the man's face again.

"...Do you have any psychological problems?" Mu Xiao looked at his move.

"No," Wu Anchang squinted at the people on the ground, "I just can't understand this kind of hooligan, blinded his eyes, I see if he dares to look at you."

"..."

Judging by the miserable face and constant screaming of the man, he probably didn't have the strength and courage to get up again.

……

The two returned to Jing Jing's house, and as soon as they entered the house, they began to think about how to store their souls.

After thinking about it, it took nearly an hour.

"Did you forget us?"

Mu Xiao's train of thought stopped suddenly, and he finally remembered something after hearing the familiar voice: "Then just say it, do you have a solution?"

"Yes, yes," Hei Wuchang's tone was full of disdain, "but shouldn't your attitude be better?"

"I took you all the way," Mu Xiao said confidently, "It's not bad that I didn't throw you away."

"..."

Wu Anchang ignored the conversation between Mu Xiao and Hei Wuchang who disliked each other, he patted the sign: "Baibai, tell me the method?"

"It's very simple," Bai Wuchang said immediately, "Just call us when you see someone."

"Why didn't you come out before that?"

"This is your task in itself, we shouldn't interfere, but now Brother Ah Chang said that you are pitiful, so I will follow and help."

"That's right," Wu Anchang raised the corner of his mouth, "That Hei Wuchang is not so heartless."

As soon as this sentence came out, Mu Xiao directly refuted it back: "He is not heartless, he has no love at all."

Wu An saw the anger that Mu Xiao could reveal from his eyebrows, so he couldn't help chuckling: "Yes, yes, you are right."

"Boy," Hei Wuchang changed the subject, "Is he crooked?"

Mu Xiao didn't quite understand all of a sudden: "What?"

"It's okay, it should be an illusion."

"……Oh."

……

Although there was a solution to the problem, but in the middle of the night, Mu Xiao couldn't fall asleep while lying on the bed. Lying next to him was Wu Anchang who had almost started snoring.

He raised his hand slowly.

Obviously, it has been a long time, and the small piece of water stain has evaporated and disappeared, but the warmth that should have been only a moment on the hand seems to be still there.

Mu Xiao stared at his palm, expressionless.

Hands... forgot to wipe.

……

The next day, Wu Anchang was alive and kicking, but Mu Xiao was less energetic than usual, his face was slightly swollen, with dark circles and big bags under his eyes.

Seeing Mu Xiao like this, Wu Anchang was startled.

"I'll go," he made a surprised expression, and raised his hand to touch Mu Xiao's face, "What's the matter with your decadent look?"

"Go away," looking at the culprit in front of him who made him feel cholera, Mu Xiao said with a dark face, "you, don't touch me again."

I don't know why this ancestor was offended again, Wu Anchang raised his hands and said repeatedly: "Okay, don't touch, don't touch."

……

Chen Yuduan deliberately waited for them at the corner of the mountain, and immediately greeted them when he saw them.

"You two immortals, how are you preparing? Can I die?"

Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao: "..."

This question is asked so well that it is extremely easy for people to mistakenly think that there is something wrong with this person's nerves.

Seeing that they didn't answer for a long time, Chen Yuduan was a little worried: "Is... is there something wrong?"

"No," Mu Xiao sorted out his words, "I just need a little prelude."

"Ah, good." Chen Yuduan said respectfully, "You continue."

"..."

Wu Anchang patted the signboard: "Baibai, it's fine."

After speaking, there was no response.

The three stood facing each other, and after waiting for a while, Wu Anchang was still immersed in embarrassment, Chen Yuduan wanted to open his mouth to ask something, but was suddenly swallowed back.

Because behind the two immortals in front of them, one is black and the other is white, and there are people or ghosts floating in the air under their feet.

"Ah... two, Xian, this is Xianjun..." Chen Yuduan was trembling as he spoke, his hands and face were dripping with sweat, and he was about to faint.

"Is this person normal?" Hei Wuchang asked standing behind Mu Xiao.

"Scared," Mu Xiao replied, "How did you come out?"

"This is not the main body, it's just formed by Yin Qi."

Bai Wuchang smiled and said: "Don't worry, taking his soul is enough."

"Tell him to calm down," Hei Wuchang pushed Mu Xiao, "I can't bear it with my conscience shaking like this."

"You black impermanence still have a heart?"

"..."

"Even if there is, it should be black." Wu Anchang added.

"..."

"Little brother, don't be nervous." Bai Wuchang stepped forward to step on the air under his feet and walked in front of Chen Yuduan, "It will be treated as a painless operation, and it will be very fast."

"Okay...okay." Chen Yuduan swallowed his saliva for almost ten seconds, his legs were still shaking, but he still tried his best to look normal, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

This smile is even weirder.

Hei Wuchang looked at it, no longer felt pangs of conscience, and went straight to Chen Yuduan.

He said directly: "Close your eyes, you will die soon."

"...Okay." Chen Yu Duan obediently closed his eyes.

Hei Wuchang stood in front of Chen Yuduan for a while, then raised a hand, and some blue-green flames appeared from the fingertips and palm.

"Ah Bai." Hei Wuchang called out, and Bai Wuchang raised a hand, hooking Hei Wuchang's palm.

Hei Wuchang unceremoniously entangled Bai Wuchang's fingertips, and the two of them clasped their fingers together, their palms touching.

Although it is a legitimate practice, this method... is true and easily misunderstood.

"Little Xiao Xiao," Wu Anchang turned his face towards Mu Xiao, "Is it necessary to be ambiguous about taking someone's soul?"

"..." Although he wanted to complain, Mu Xiao still explained, "They are not using the main body now, maybe they are not capable enough, and they need to combine it."

"Well," Wu Anchang nodded, and then smiled, "I probably guessed it too, but I just don't understand why we must be so intimate. If it was me and you, I would definitely not get started."

"I don't care about you," Mu Xiao turned to look at him, "but do you have to use me as an example?"

"I suffer from using others, but using you..." Wu Anchang pretended to think for a while, looked Mu Xiao up and down, "I made money."

"..."

The time spent chatting is enough for the two impermanent souls to obtain Duan Yu Duan.

Hei Wuchang dragged a ball of soul fire in one hand, looked at Mu Xiao: "I think my sixth sense is very accurate."

"what do you mean?"

Hei Wu often pointed at Wu Anchang with the other empty finger: "I mean him, it's..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xiao interrupted: "You think too much."

Heiwuchang smiled: "It's not necessarily true."

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Wu Anchang and Hei Wuchang are shameless in the same frame~ One holds hands, and the other directly talks~