Many people have the stereotype that his sister is not afraid at such a young age.
Gu Nuoer walked to the tree with her little feet.
He looked up at the names written on those thin wooden signs.
Others simply have no name or surname, and only write that they died in a certain year and month.
The cool autumn wind blew, and Gu Nuoer suddenly seemed to see many fresh lives passing away.
"Is this all written by my brother?" Gu Nuoer asked.
Gu Ziyan walked behind her and looked up at the treetops together.
"Yes, because as long as I come to the bodies of the Shenxing Division, in order to thoroughly investigate the cause of death, I will cut open their intact bodies and examine them."
"This is a kind of disrespect for the deceased. No matter what their identity was during life, they are a lonely soul after death and should not be treated casually."
"So, as the person who handles the matter, I engrave their names on the plaque to prove that their trip to this world was not in vain. It is also the last thing I can do for them."
Gu Nuoer let out a small "Wow".
Under the seemingly tough guy appearance, Brother Twelve actually has such a soft and gentle heart.
"Brother, you have accumulated a lot of virtues, and you will definitely be rewarded!" Gu Nuoer's dark eyes showed admiration and admiration.
Gu Ziyan looked a little embarrassed.
His jawline tensed several times, and he said implicitly: "It's just a small thing. I usually have nothing to do. I stay in the Criminal Punishment Department all day long, and what I do is just a little effort."
At this moment, a guard from the Department of Punishment came over holding a wooden sign.
"Your Highness, this is the death card of the palace maid just now."
The Twelve Prince was about to take it, but a white and delicate little hand took it away first.
Gu Nuoer held the sign and said, "I'm here to help brother this time."
The little girl looked around and found that there was no ladder or anything else she could use to hang the sign.
After all, this tree is still a bit tall, even if you stand on tiptoe, you can't reach it.
After thinking for a while, Gu Nuoer said with a smile: "Brother, hug me, let me hang up!"
Gu Ziyan's eyes widened under his dark eyebrows: "No, I usually work in the Criminal Punishment Department and deal with corpses all the time. My sister, it's better not to get into this bad luck."
Gu Nuoer tilted his head slightly.
In the dark cloud-like temples, the tassels reflect the delicate light.
Her small palm-sized face had bright black eyes.
"What are you talking about? You are my brother! All the brothers have turned their backs on me, but the twelfth brother has not."
"Besides, collecting someone's body for burial is a good thing. I don't care if it's bad luck or not!"
"And my brother is the one who speaks for them, the last voice they have left in this world, so why should I be afraid?"
A few words made Gu Ziyan's eyes feel slightly hot.
He is the last voice...
My sister actually opened his stone to examine the cause of death and spoke so warmly.
But it's true.
Many people died suddenly, some died unjustly, and there was no chance to leave the name of the real murderer, or they died without having time to tell the cause of death.
Gu Ziyan regards this job as a kind of pleasure in pursuing the truth.
It was his sister Gu Nuoer who made him feel that there was a little bit of his humanity in this fun.
I saw Gu Ziyan's starry eyes shining brightly.
He walked towards Gu Nuoer and said extremely politely: "Then my brother will be offended."
As he said that, Gu Ziyan held up Gu Nuoer's arms, one side of his neck, and let her sit on his right shoulder.
Not only maintaining etiquette, but also showing a kind of pampering from a brother to his sister.
Gu Nuoer hung up the sign and flicked it gently with his fingertips.
Several brands collided gently, making a pleasant sound.
Under Gu Ziyan's gentle and profound gaze, Gu Nuo'er said softly: "May you all live a peaceful life in the next life."
A tall brother and a pretty sister.
The two of them looked at the wooden signs for the dead on the tree together and sent their most sincere blessings.