"Lord Tianshen means...the people who died in that battle did not come to the court?" the Taoist priest asked.
Lao Mu turned his head and pointed at Mr. Shen with his eyes.
"Ah...oh," Mr. Shen understood, and immediately lowered his head and flipped through the booklet in his hand, "Now I am in charge of publicity, and the records show...that there have been no large-scale deaths recently."
"Then where did those people go?" The fool was dumbfounded. "They can't all be gone..."
boundary marker.
Xiaolan felt a chill go down her back.
If those hundreds of dead people were still hanging around in this world, I don't know how much trouble would be caused.
"The first task is quite arduous, Lao Luo. If you are unable to do what you want, you can contact me at any time through Mr. Shen." Lao Mu warned.
"Yes..." Lao Luo nodded, "But, Lord God, if those people really transformed into Xiquan, is this matter still within the scope of Ting Ting's handling?"
"In that case, leave it to the gods..."
"Why again..." When Wu Ren heard that the blame suddenly fell on her, she was about to retort, but before the words came out, she puffed her lips and held it in angrily for a few seconds, and then said in frustration, "Okay Okay, okay, look for me, look for me, if they really haven’t left, just look for me.”
"Little God..."
"I know," Wu Ren interrupted Baobao and said to Lao Luo, "Just ask Qu Lianfan to find me, and I will find a way."
After saying that, she glared at Lao Mu. Lao Mu pretended not to notice, turned around and patted Lao Luo twice on the shoulder, "Go ahead."
No matter what, at least one person present was extremely happy.
Luo Jiutian, who almost became Luo Goudan, held his father's arm tightly. Even though Lao Luo kept hitting his head with his other hand, he still insisted on sticking to his father's body.
Lao Luo used his actions to vividly explain what it meant to be dead, but the work had not yet been completed. He held the uniformly distributed spiritual flags under his arm, and while leading everyone out of the courtyard, he kept scolding this hopeless son.
"Is this how you become a god? You brat... let go... let me go..."
"Dad, are you going to be a ghost officer forever?" Luo Jiutian suddenly remembered something, suddenly stood up and asked, "What if Lao Mu retires like Wu Ren? Will all of you ghost officers retire as well?" ?”
"There hasn't been any news about the succession of the gods yet," Lao Luo also began to think about it, "There shouldn't be a new god in a short time."
"What if, dad, what if," Luo Jiutian became anxious, "What if Lao Mu leaves? He won't take you away with him, right?"
"Probably not!" Shen Fu, who was at the end of the queue, heard Luo Jiutian's question and shouted in reply, "There are several ghost servants who have been working as ghost servants since the last time. Do you want to be a ghost servant?" It depends on our own will, we can keep doing it if we want to.”
Good guy, I have never seen such a stable job. Co-author Ming Ting is a smooth boss and a stable employee.
"That's great," Luo Jiutian cheered, "Dad, you can work until I retire, and then we will be reincarnated together and be brothers in the next life."
"You deserve a beating..."
Everyone laughed together with the two of them, and in a blink of an eye, they saw the door leading to the real world.
"Oh," Qin Yin clapped his hands and said, "Xiaolan should be asked about the Ten-Day Banquet. When Xiaolan came here last time, didn't that Lao Mu say that they would investigate that matter?"
By the way, there is also a ten-day banquet.
Now it seems that Xu Ye is related to the team behind the Ten-Day Banquet. In this way, the group that attacked Jiu Tan and sneak attack San Yan may also be related to this game.
Xiaolan held her forehead.
It's too complicated. This is not a question that a child like me should think about.
"If they find clues after investigating, they should notify Xiaolan," said the Taoist priest. "Let's investigate the whereabouts of the hundreds of deceased people first. I think the most important clues are likely to be on them."
"Speaking of the hundreds of dead people..." Xiaolan frowned, "Wu Ren said that if they really turned into Xiquan, he would ask her to handle the matter. It's really rare..."
"What's going on?" Luo Jiutian asked.
"You don't understand Wu Ren." Qin Yin glanced around cautiously before speaking ill of Wu Ren in a low voice. "One of Wu Ren's tenets is that she will never take care of things that should not be under her control."
Guan, that’s what I mean by preferring more and less.”
Xiaolan nodded.
Lao Luo also nodded, "The president does... have such a character."
"What does this mean?" Baomu asked, "Should humans and gods actually be responsible for boundary monuments?"
"No, she said before that she doesn't care about the boundary monument. It's not her job," Qin Yin said, "I just don't know why she is willing to take care of it this time..."
"Maybe she's been very busy lately?" Baomu asked.
"If it weren't for the fact that she is a human and a god, I don't think she would bother to care about the affairs of the human world," the fool said. "Even if she has time, she should use it to eat."
This description is so accurate that it might be assassinated by Wu Ren.
Xiaolan held up her chin and thought, "And do you remember? When Wu Ren said that he could come to her about the boundary monument, the baby seemed to want to say something. The two of them seemed to have differences."
"Then the companion doesn't want Wu Ren to bear this responsibility." The Taoist priest concluded concisely and concisely.
"You really mean that..." Qin Yin nodded seriously, then turned to ask Wenling, "Wenling, can you see anything weird about Wu Ren?"
Wen Ling's scalp stood up and he hurriedly raised his hands.
Are you asking me to dig out the secrets of God? What do you think I am? This is...
"Well... I can't even ask the spirit..."
"Everyone, let's not block the door here. The right way is to return to the present world as soon as possible and conduct an investigation." Mr. Shen was a little anxious, "There may be people outside who want to come in."
The two ghost guards escorted the group of people out of the door and back along the narrow path.
"But... this matter is indeed suspicious," Lao Luo finally got rid of Luo Jiutian, squeezed next to the Taoist Priest and Jasmine and asked, "Who are the people who launched the attack? Do you have any clues?"
Jasmine shook her head and said, "Shuangqian handled the corpses. Those people swallowed the poison. Shuangqian was worried that the poison would spread. When I woke up, all those people had turned to ashes."
"What did Shuang Lin say?"
"I'm sorry, Uncle Luo, I just woke up not long ago and I haven't had time to ask them about this..."
"We can ask Li Muyuan," Xiaolan said, "The head of the Xiahua family said that he organized the disposal of the body."
"Muyuan... Muyuan is indeed a reliable child," Lao Luo nodded, "but that child seems to have a strange obsession with Sanyan. Miss Wenling's identity must be kept secret from him."
"...It's too late, Uncle Luo, he has already discovered it."