Luo He was in the spiritual world and could hardly feel the passage of time.
He actually wanted to know whether the flow of time in the spiritual world and the outside world was the same.
In other words, I want to know how much time has passed since I disappeared.
This question can be answered by asking the white-haired woman wearing a night-like robe in front of you.
But in order not to offend the God of Death... the top priority was to serve her a stunning dish.
Luo He carefully cooked a meal of "Squid Ink Seafood Rice" based on the ingredients available on the ship and in the Qilin Jade Pendant.
This paella is a maritime flavor dish as famous as Spanish paella. Its characteristic is that fresh squid ink is added to the rice, which makes the paella rich, shiny and black, and full of flavor.
Judging from the color, the squid ink paella is a bowl of dark and distant "dark cuisine".
But its unique flavor and striking contrast in color have made this paella a famous dish in Spain.
Just as Luo He expected, the God of Death hesitated when he saw the seafood rice served.
But she still slowly raised her spoon, scooped up the cuttlefish rice with a little lemon juice, and put it into her mouth.
Suddenly, a refreshing sea breeze blew from the Styx River.
Luo He saw that her pupils were slightly dilated, and her melancholy, pale, bloodless cheeks and lips were stained with a little ink, which she covered her mouth with a napkin and wiped away gracefully.
"I will not hold you accountable for the laws you violated."
The God of Death said calmly: "But next time, I won't give you a warning."
The spiritual world must also have its strict laws.
And what I just did violated certain rules unintentionally.
Although Luo He took Death's knife and received certain favors, he did not dare to be too casual when facing Death.
Having said that, it's not a good place to stay for a long time.
It is most important to quickly bring the news about Director Li, as well as the family letter and psychic core he entrusted to him, and report back to Donghuang.
"I understand." Luo He nodded and said, "Senior, please send me back to where I came from."
"Senior?" The white-haired god of death looked at Luo He with a questioning look.
"This is our Donghuang, a title that shows respect for the strong and experienced. Simply put, it is an honorific." Luo He explained.
The God of Death expressed his understanding and lowered his head to scoop out a spoonful of squid ink paella. His lips looked like they were painted with black lip gloss. For some reason, there was even a little ink on his chin, which gave him an inexplicable cute feeling.
"By the way, senior, is the flow of time here the same as the outside world?" Luo He asked.
"Not much different."
"I see..." Luo He nodded slowly.
From the time I came in to the time I left, less than twenty-four hours passed.
But it took nearly a day, and it was enough for the outside world to turn upside down.
Luo He was in a tangled mood... He didn't know what the current situation of the General Administration was like.
If I suddenly go back now, will everyone think I've seen a ghost?
While Luo He was pondering.
The God of Death concentrated on destroying the dishes and did not mention anything about sending Luo He back to his original place.
There was relatively no words between the two, and they fell into an embarrassing silence.
She remained silent like this, which made Luo He's heart gradually become anxious.
Isn't it because the God of Death won't let me go back because I met Director Li?
Feelings of anxiety and uneasiness gradually rose.
Luo He: "...Senior?"
Death: "Wait until I finish eating."
Luo He: "Oh, it's okay."
The entire bowl of squid ink paella was completely wiped out.
Death wiped her mouth with a napkin, put on her silk gloves edged with black thorns, and stood up gracefully.
Luo He heard the sound of boots hitting the ground and looked at her, only to see the God of Death put on the black cloak again, and the shadow completely hid her pale and beautiful face.
From under the shadows, a hoarse reverberation of two voices, indistinguishable from male to female, came:
"As agreed, I will send you away from here, lost traveler."
"But you need to remember-"
"Tell no one that you have seen me, or the winds from the Styx will reach here and take you back to this ship of the dead."
The God of Death's voice was low and terrifying, reminding Luo He not to reveal what happened today.
He is probably involved in some legendary existence, and news related to him cannot easily spread in the mortal world.
Luo He had a foresight and vowed to keep his mouth shut and forget everything he saw on the boat today.
Shrouded in black robes, the figure exuding despair and terror nodded slightly, then stretched out a hand towards Luo He.
That gesture was like Her Majesty the Queen's right hand handing over to the minister to kiss the hand, carrying the supreme nobility, dignity and majesty.
Luo He learned wisely this time.
He immediately picked up Xiu Gou beside him, took off his bamboo hat, and handed the confused Xiu Gou to the palm of death!
The God of Death nodded again with great satisfaction, reached out and gently touched the dog's head.
build:"……"
If you are not moved, you will not dare to move at all!
Luo He sighed in his heart.
No wonder the God of Death wants to raise a hellhound... In this underworld, only hellhounds can barely be considered furry!
The next moment.
The God of Death retracted his palm and waved it casually toward the dark night sky over the sea.
In the vast Sea of the Dead, under the silent curtain of darkness, a narrow black crack suddenly opened, in which surged the power of space.
The God of Death gently placed his palm on Luo He's shoulder.
In an instant, a breath of death and cold rushed into Luo He's body. His eyes went dark, and for a moment he thought he had died on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the breath of death poured into the knife given by the God of Death, and the discomfort dissipated.
"Um?"
In Luo He's voice of surprise, he felt his body being picked up and then thrown into the space crack in mid-air by the God of Death!
Heroine, great arm strength!
Luo He uttered some rubbish, and in a hurry, he took Xiu Gou back to the pet space, and following the good habit of being polite, he said loudly:
"Senior, goodbye!"
As soon as the words came out.
Luo He wished he could slap himself on the spot.
How could these words come out of your mouth?!
Seeing death again...that would be unlucky!
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure in black robe standing on the deck without any expression.
Luo He secretly breathed a sigh of relief... I believe the God of Death would not take such words seriously, haha!
The crack swallowed Luo He inside and closed immediately.
The sea of darkness fell silent again.
Amidst the faint sea breeze and the despairing fog, the shadow that shrouded the face of the God of Death dispersed.
She looked up at the starless night sky, and there was a fleeting touch on her pale and bloodless cheeks.
"goodbye."
The soft and inaudible sound dissipates among the surging waves and the spread of water circles.
The ship of the dead carried the black-robed figure standing alone, and was once again lost in the boundless fog.
…
Donghuang, the imperial capital.
Twenty-four hours have passed since Luo He disappeared.
This unfortunate news spread throughout the bureaus, and its impact was no less than a major earthquake.
As a senior member who has performed well in many situations such as the Snow Mountain Incident and the Dragon Palace Incident, Luo He also has close ties with many patron saints.
His disappearance caused an uproar in a short period of time.
Bureau 11, Archaeological Bureau.
"Doctor, there is bad news this morning - Luo He is missing."
Xia Sunian hurried into the office and conveyed the news to Dr. Tian Tian who was working at the desk.
"Luo He?" Dr. Tian Tian remembered that outstanding young man and asked in confusion: "Why did he suddenly disappear?"
"To be precise, he fell into a rift in the spiritual world. His whereabouts are unknown, and his life or death is uncertain."
Xia Sunian's tone was low: "I'm afraid, there is little hope."
Tian Tian's eyes were in a trance, and he vaguely saw the scene where he and Li Yangqing were studying together, and said hoarsely:
"Throughout the ages, God is jealous of talented people. This has always been the case..."
At the assistant's station, Dong You, wearing a white coat, raised his head from behind the microscope and murmured:
"Brother Luo..."
*
The fifth round, Machinery Bureau.
"Master Lin!"
An engineer stood by the railing on the second floor and shouted to a short-haired woman wearing protective glasses and overalls on the first floor:
"Something big happened!"
Lin Xiaolin stopped the stun gun, threw the protective goggles aside, and shouted dissatisfied:
"What a big deal, can't we wait until I finish the work at hand?"
"Luo He, that Luo He from the ninth round - he fell into the crack in the spiritual world and disappeared!"
Lin Xiaolin was suddenly startled, stood up and said loudly:
"What did you say? Say it again!"
*
Bureau Six, Public Security Bureau.
At the workstation where there is a mountain of copywriting, a man with messy hair is hard at work.
"Mr. Lao Jin, this is an urgent document and I ask you to take a quick look at it."
"Put it there." At the work station, he raised a haggard face with dark circles under his eyes and said feebly: "I'll take a look right away."
"Okay, I'll put it here for you."
"Um……"
Lao Jin opened the document, scanned it roughly with dim eyes, and suddenly froze.
A rare nervousness appeared on his face, he pushed away from the work station and stood up, saying in a deep voice:
"I have to go out."
The assistant looked at Lao Jin's back in confusion and said, "Are you going out now?"
The man in the white shirt put on his suit jacket as he walked, and said quickly in a shocking tone:
"Go to Taihang Mountain, the scene of the crime!"
The assistant was stunned on the spot.
This is the first time I hear Mr. Lawkin speak so fast!
*
The third round is the Breeding Bureau.
Elder Niu paced back and forth outside the door, looking at the office door with worried eyes from time to time.
Finally, he let out a long, dull sigh, shook his head repeatedly, and continued to pace.
Inside the office.
The boy with blue hair and mole gently put his hand on the back of the girl with round head who was swaying her shoulders, and whispered:
"I know Luo He is gone and you are very happy, but there is no need to laugh like this..."
"I'm not laughing!"
The girl suddenly raised her head.
Jiang Dongyang saw that her eye sockets were slightly swollen and her eyes were red, shining with anger and unwillingness.
Jiang Yuenuan looked at his brother for a moment, then paranoidly buried his head in his arms, and whispered angrily:
"I'm just... afraid that I'll never be able to defeat him again."
*
Ninth Bureau, Bureau of Investigation.
In the corridor, the staff were walking in a hurry, passing by a gray-faced man in big trousers carrying large and small bags of luggage.
The man in big pants scratched his head:
"It's strange... I, an old employee, came back today. Why didn't anyone say hello to me?"
Walk to the door of the director's office.
You Youfang knocked on the door, but received no response. He pushed the door open and said enthusiastically:
"Boss, I——"
His words suddenly stopped.
Behind the large desk sat a middle-aged uncle with bloodshot eyes and a haggard face.
He seemed to have been awake all night, rubbing his face with his broad palms, and then fixed his eyes on a certain point.
It was the first time that You Youfang saw Director Hu looking so embarrassed. He couldn't help but hesitated and said stiffly:
"Director, I..."
Hu Tu glanced coldly and said:
"go out."
"Okay."
You Youfang hurriedly exited the office, quietly closed the door, and looked up at the ceiling.
"I've only been back to the emperor for barely a day."
You Youfang murmured:
"Look at this posture, you are going to be sent out again..."
*
Taihang Mountain.
Rescue workers have cordoned off the crime scene.
A large number of scientific researchers are working together on site.
But everyone knows that the probability of surviving after falling into a crack in the spiritual world is almost zero.
Yu Dajiang, holding his swordfish in his hand, stopped outside the blockade and looked out. A large number of villagers spontaneously gathered behind him.
Luo He is a hero who saves the villagers during heavy rains and mudslides.
However, the hero suddenly encountered danger, and his life or death was uncertain... All the people in the village could do was pray silently.
In the blockade, at the front of the rescuers, stood a gloomy Qingfeng Luan.
Beside it, the back of the girl with high ponytail was still upright, and her eyes were filled with unspeakable sadness.
Li Wanqing felt like she was standing on an isolated island, surrounded by ice floes in all directions. Insignificant words blew past her like the cold sea breeze, taking away her body temperature and gradually extinguishing the hope in her heart.
She went to see Bai Ze.
But Bai Ze didn't even show up, and just said, "Just wait."
As arrogant as she was, she tried to get Bai Ze to help with a tone that was half threatening and half pleading, but she only received a soft sigh:
"The so-called bottomless abyss is also a smooth road... Go back, there is no need to interfere."
In the cave, Bai Ze looked at the girl who left angrily and picked up some peanuts to drink with wine.
She heard the girl's painful heartfelt voice, and while feeling the same, she sighed in her heart.
It’s not that I didn’t help, there was really no need… The person came back soon…
Taihang Mountain.
Li Wanqing stood quietly and suddenly said softly: "How long has it been?"
"Eh..." (Thirty hours...)
"You go back to space and rest." The girl cast a look.
Qing Fengluan was a little angry: "Hey!" (I don't care about these few hours because of my strength. It's because you are too worried that you need to rest!)
Li Wanqing did not refute, lowered her eyes and murmured in a low voice:
"Am I too worried..."
But.
The scene of seeing Yunling for the first time, the scene of watching fireworks in Cangcheng, the scene of the imperial capital looking at the starry sky...
How could I not worry about him?
My favorite... I have already lost one, am I going to lose another one?
Li Wanqing's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and the sadness in her chest suddenly burst like a flood. She opened her mouth, but did not cry out. Cold tears had already rolled down the sides of her cheeks.
Suddenly, Qing Fengluan's eyes widened in disbelief:
"babble?!"
It tugged on its master's sleeve with its long beak, but did not move. It stared blankly at the suddenly opened space crack.
The surging space energy was vented in all directions, causing quite a bit of panic.
Li Wanqing stood there blankly, looking at the figure walking out of the crack, as if he had witnessed a miracle, and worried whether he was hallucinating.
The young man in white shirt looked around, scratched his head and said:
"Such a big battle..."
Suddenly, Luo He was startled and felt a fragrant breeze blowing on his face.
She threw her warm body into her arms, hooked her hands around his shoulders, buried her head on his shoulders and sobbed silently.
For a moment, eyes from all directions gathered here.
There are many emotions in his eyes such as happiness, relief, surprise, etc.
Luo He lowered his head, looked at Li Wanqing who was crying in her arms, and said softly:
"So many people are watching..."
The girl did not let go, but hugged her tighter, as if she was afraid of losing her again.
Luo He stretched out his hand, hesitated for a few moments, gently stroked her silky hair, and said:
"Sorry for making you worry..."
"You still know." Li Wanqing said hoarsely.
"But I also gained a lot."
Luo He paused and said:
"I met your father and brought a personal letter from him."