Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Zhou Leng returned to her workshop and was greeted by Xiao Ding's admiring gaze.

Before Zhou Leng could even look at his task, Xiao Ding began to flirt with him. He kept talking eloquently:

"Wow, you're really great this time. I thought you didn't handle your relationship well. Look at how well you maintain your image. Those people didn't doubt you at all. Although we are very legal, we are more powerful because we maintain our image, don't we?"

Zhou Leng replied: "You are so attentive. Did you do something wrong again?"

Xiao Ding said proudly: "No, absolutely not. This time I have snatched a unique mission for you. You will never be poor again. Don't worry."

Zhou Leng patted its body for a rare moment, then ruthlessly passed by it to check on the completion of his task.

The image of old Wan Xin appeared in the void. He looked at Zhou Leng with fear and said, "Thank you, Master, for helping me fulfill my wish. It's just that I didn't see the final result of that interview. You died too early."

Zhou Leng glanced at Xiao Ding, as if to say that this was your business.

Xiao Ding came over unsteadily, enjoying the fearful look Wan Xin was looking at him with, even though he was just a fragile soul. He manipulated the equipment in the workshop and projected it into the void.

The picture shows the gray-haired Liu Tingyan. He was interviewed just like in his previous life, but this time he praised his mother a lot.

The host asked: "Mr. Liu, we all know that you have always been single. Are you single because you are too busy to have time to date?"

Liu Tingyan replied:

"When I was a child, my father was exiled to the forest farm in Heihe. In fact, my mother didn't have to accompany him, after all, many people divorced because of this in that era. But my mother resolutely went. We suffered a lot in that forest farm. The four of us would often wake up hungry in the middle of the night. My brother and I didn't have new clothes for about three or four years. We were small children at that time and grew up very fast. The trousers that were originally summer trousers could only be worn as shorts later. But there was no other way. It was good to have clothes to wear. We lived there for eight years."

Liu Tingyan choked up a little when he said this. He calmed down and continued:

"To be honest, my father's work points alone can't support me and my sister. My mother is a doctor. She picks herbs in the mountains and exchanges them for food with villagers. She also digs traps in the mountains to catch pheasants and rabbits. Now our living conditions are better and the policy does not allow eating game, but who would care so much back then? When we were starving, we almost ate tree bark. I want to find a woman like my mother, who is open-minded and never leaves me."

The host's eyes also turned red, and she said in a soothing voice:

"Fortunately, everything is over now. It turns out that you have been single because your parents have such a good relationship, so you have relatively high requirements for your partner."

Liu Tingyan replied:

"It's a big part of the reason. Also, when I was young, my father often urged me to get married, but my mother always told me that as long as I was happy, it was fine. In fact, in that era, my mother's ideas were very avant-garde. She was a very open-minded and transparent person. She always told me to live the life I wanted. Unfortunately, she passed away before she was 60. I always thought she was in good health, but I didn't even see her for the last time. After my mother passed away, my father went to Shanghai with my sister's family. Maybe my mother's departure took away my father's enthusiasm for life. Since then, my father has become much quieter and doesn't care much about my personal problems. Then I have been living alone until now."

When he said this, the old man shed tears.

The host also started to cry. She took out a handkerchief and handed it to the old man to wipe his tears.

“Wow, this is so touching, soooooo….”

Xiao Ding burst into tears under the gaze of two pairs of indifferent eyes.

Wan Xin looked at her son's aged face and said with emotion:

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do that. It's too hard there. You should understand me since you've been there."

Zhou Leng smiled and said nothing. What else could she say? Should she agree with the excuses the other party made for herself?

Wan Xin looked at the Immortal Master and said embarrassedly, "My wish has come true. I am leaving now."

Zhou Leng nodded, watched the projection disappear, and clicked to complete the task. She thought the other party would be touched to some extent, but it turned out that he was not. She thought the other party would protest against some of her actions and practices, but it turned out that she did not.

The human heart is really hard to understand.

The projection of the three-dimensional plane was still playing, and Xiao Ding was watching it with great interest. Zhou Leng, who had been detached from his emotions, stood beside Xiao Ding and watched it all calmly.

Now that our fate is over, just look back without regrets.

Zhou Leng was thinking about the next task, but after reading the content of the task, she clenched her fists, tried to adjust herself, and then relaxed. No matter what kind of task it was, she might receive it in the future. Since she had already arrived at the Shura Field Processing Group, she naturally could not be too picky about the task. She put her eyes on the projection screen.

Client’s name: Chen Yi.

Client's gender: Male.

Occupation before death: actor.

Cause of death: car accident.

Age at death: 42.

The client's wishes: first, to become a star that everyone pays attention to; second, to be a good husband and a good father; third, to live longer.

Zhou Leng stared at the client's gender again and again and said to Xiao Ding: "Is this the unique mission you mentioned? Male, with a wife and children?"

Xiao Ding said without any guilt:

"You really should thank me. There are not many missions this time. Many people have no missions and are waiting to die in the workshop. I even snatched a client for you who is a human. You should be grateful. The system next door has made his owner a pet."

Zhou Leng frowned and said, "Why? Are you short of tasks?"

Xiao Ding replied: "That's not the case. It seems that there is a problem with the technical team. Maybe it will be solved when you return from this mission."

Zhou Leng opened his personal social account, clicked on the dialog box marked 'Senior Dark Night' and asked:

"Senior, why do our Shura Field Team have fewer missions?"

After a while, the other party replied: "Wait a moment, I will ask Cheng Xin, they should be responsible for this."

A few minutes later, the other party added: "The technical team is processing it and it will be back to normal tomorrow."

"Thank you, senior."

Dark Night replied: "Xiao Leng, do your mission well and try to get out of the processing group and get to the fourth dimension as soon as possible. Keke, Anjin and the other little kids are counting on you to help educate them. You didn't come to the birthday party last time, so you missed out on the excitement."

Zhou Leng replied: "I will try my best to get out of this sea of ​​suffering before they grow up."

Ding dong.

A red envelope was sent by the other party.

After Zhou Leng received it, there was no change to himself, but there was a gorgeous soft bed in the empty workroom.

Dark Night sent a voice message: "This is good for the soul. Most importantly, it's very beautiful. It can embellish your ugly workshop."

Zhou Leng typed a reply: "Thank you, senior. You are the most handsome, tall and mighty, with a magnificent beauty."

Dark Night voice: "It's a pity that there are no more red envelopes. Go and do the task."

Zhou Leng replied with an emoticon.

Zhou Leng tried to lie on the soft bed with her soul. The fact was that her soul could actually feel the comfort of the soft bed. Before she could feel it carefully, Xiao Ding had already crawled into the bed and let out a comfortable sigh.

Zhou Leng stood up with disgust and entered the mission corridor.

In the workshop, only Xiao Ding muttered in disdain:

"It's really the lady's fate and the maid's body. They are also Mo Lin's relatives. Why doesn't that shitty stepfather know what to give me? Rubbish stepfather, humph, I want to sleep."

Five minutes later, a faint snoring sound floated in the workshop.