shenqiyingyuan

" I understand," she too didn\'t want to see the grim reaper, the last time she saw him, he had fought a bloody battle with their Master Gu asking to take her and Song Yan away. It was their master who saved their souls and bounded his lives with them, bruised and bloodied he proclaimed, \' These are not just spirits at unrest, they are my sisters and friends. I vouch for them, they will never take the life of any human and create trouble in the human world, in fact, they will help me capture souls and bring them to the underworld, if they do something as inhuman as killing an innocent life and get blood on their hands ever again, I will let you drag my soul to the eighteenth level of hell and give me the punishment that you deem fit irrespective of my good deeds.\'

Even when she and Song Yan were on the verge of losing their minds, Master Gu protected them with his life —— he didn\'t even flinch when he almost lost his life for the sake of theirs. \' Hehe, don\'t look at me like that …I am still alive and fine, I don\'t care what happens to me but you two want another chance at life don\'t you? Then don\'t kill him anymore.\'

He has come to protect them again and again until they swore their loyalty to the Gu family but now that she was with Song Yan rather than her master, she was no longer a soul who was guaranteed protection, though she knew that Song Yan would protect her with everything she has, without the spiritual bond, she would always be in danger.

And since she had no desire to bind herself with the Song family until the end, she could only try her best to stay as inconspicuous from the Grim reaper\'s sight as possible.

Song Yan nodded and then she walked inside the room shutting the doors closed behind her.

" You are as rude as ever," said the man behind the long table that was polished to the point that Song Yan could see her face in it, behind him several televisions were running but instead of showing television shows, they were running scenes of someone dying, getting into accidents and many more …one of them was also playing the scene of live fire. Song Yan turned her gaze when she saw someone running out of the burning fire and looked at the man.

Though he was dressed in an impeccable suit that was neatly pressed, she could see the number of souls that were tied to that black midnight suit. With his long hair that was tied in a long ponytail, a few strands left to cup his face, he looked like an angel, as if one kiss from him would grant one nothing but immortality.

But then again if death wasn\'t beautiful, will people follow it?

" At least be glad that I did not barge in your office with a pitchfork and burning flames," said Song Yan walking towards the desk and pulling the cushioned chair back to take a seat. " The last time you submitted the opposition against the reformation of the underworld."

The man placed the pen in his hand down and looked up at her, fortunately, Song Yan has seen him many times and was prepared for the burst of beauty she was going to witness or else she would have let the man suck her soul. " Don\'t remind me please, a good thing they did in the underworld too...now I heard they are thinking of building an amusement park too. Many souls are refusing to reincarnate saying that they are having far more fun in the underworld and with the population of the world undergoing such a boost, I swear we will have to build another territory of hell if this goes on ..more people dying… fewer people willing to move on. I am afraid if this goes on, I will go mad."

He pointed to the stack of piles on the corner of the table and said, " I have been submitting a request for a flyover for ages, and the panel hasn\'t been willing to sign them which is completely out of my understanding like how can you give permission to a rebellion leader for amusement park but not give me permission for making flyovers and get an automatic motor boat? Do you know how hard it is to row the dead people across the yellow river? They are even whinier now —- I can\'t be dead, you must have made a mistake … I am still healthy … I used to work out for ten hours …never drank… seemed to have completely forgotten that death does not work like that, anyway, why are you here?"

" I need your help."