Set up a funeral service team in a foreign land

Xi Sui'an walked on the streets of H City in the human world. The bustling crowds, as lively and noisy as before, melted the winter chill.

Snowflakes fell all over the earth, and soon her hair turned white.

She took a deep breath of the cold air and inexplicably felt that the scenery began to change from familiar to unfamiliar.

The tide hidden on her shoulder couldn't fall asleep at all. It raised its tentacles to poke Xi Sui'an and said sincerely, "Sui Sui, I'm hungry. Food~" It had been so busy before that it didn't have a good meal.

Xi Sui'an said calmly, "Be good, now is not the time to eat. Remember this, I will make you eat nine meals a day later."

Chao Xi choked. Eat one meal every nine days in exchange for one meal every nine days, right?

It scratched Xi Sui'an's hair with some resentment. If it was raised this way, a less capable fish would have been turned into a dried fish by this guy long ago!

The little system ghost in Xi Sui'an's soul sea jumped up and down: "What's the point of it? Ah! All it does all day is eat and sleep, sleep and eat! Might as well just throw it back into the sea and let it fend for itself!"

"Haha, you're always yelling and talking nonsense to me?!"

Chao Xi confronted the system through the contract he had made with Xi Sui'an.

Xi Sui'an felt like the Soul Sea had turned into a market, so bustling it gave her a headache: "Can you two be quiet?"

The system immediately shut down, and Chao Xi acted like a transparent pendant: "Okay, Master~"

"So where are we going now? Back to where we live...oh, home?"

Xi Sui'an stopped and looked in the direction of his home. He was silent for two seconds and said, "No, I won't go back for the time being."

She couldn't bring danger home. Her parents were ordinary humans and couldn't stand it.

Tide tilted his head and looked at the humans on the street. Yes, these humans were too weak. If Carlisle Nolan took action here, he would be courting death.

Xi Sui'an touched the tide with a sense of understanding and whispered, "He won't appear here."

"His target is only me. He won't or cannot involve ordinary people." For him, it would be too disadvantageous for ordinary people to go against Yinglongwei, not to mention going against Yinglongwei's envoys.

Thinking back to when he kicked the steel plate of Yinglongwei, Meng Fuyi didn't dare to fight back and just ran away.

Thinking of this, she slowly took out her cell phone and made a call.

There was a "beep" sound.

"Hello, Yinglongwei Hao Jingci is at your service."

The numb human-machine language still exudes a half-dead atmosphere, and the workers' deep resentment is beyond words.

Xi Sui'an smiled and said, "The purchasing agent is back. When will you come over to get the Sword of Promised Victory?"

Jing Ci on the other side jumped up from his chair: "My dear aunt, you are finally back! I have been waiting for you for so long! Where are you? Tell me your address and I will come right over!"

Xi Sui'an left the crowd and went to a secluded place: "I'm in H City now."

Jing Ci immediately went out: "I'll be there right away, let's meet up and talk!"

"Row."

After Xi Sui'an reported the location, he hung up the phone, looked around, and strolled into a milk tea shop on the roadside.

Jing Ci rushed out of the yard and shouted excitedly: "Envoy Meng, Envoy Li! Xi Suian brought the things back! I will go to her to get the goods!" What's the point of department integration and event record keeping, which is non-human management? The right thing to do is to go out and play!

In the yard, there was a tall pine tree with all its pine needles standing up, as if its hair had exploded.

An energetic old man was loosening the soil of a pine tree with a small hoe, then he took out a jade bottle and carefully poured out a light golden liquid at the roots of the tree. A tall woman beside him was stroking the pine tree like hair, and actually plucked away several pine needles without making a sound.

"Qingqing, this is a good thing from my old friend. He said he would give it to you specially. It is a tonic soup made with diluted dragon blood. You will grow taller quickly." The old man said in a doting and kind tone.

“…” Tsk tsk, even if dragon blood is used as nutrient solution, there’s no need to worry that he will die of overeating.

The words in the mirror are a bit sour.

"Qingqing, I've calculated it. This place has the best feng shui. It's definitely the right place to take root." He stroked the tree trunk again and confirmed.

“…” Bah, this shabby house was obviously a haunted house from the beginning.

Mirror Ci hehe.

"Qingqing is so beautiful. Look at this tree trunk, so straight, and these pine needles are so green. Old man Li, you are really the best at growing plants. It was a good idea to have him come to you." Meng Fuyi praised both sides while holding the water.

“…” If you don’t know how to praise someone, don’t force yourself to do it.

Jingci was speechless.

The young man remained silent on the surface but secretly criticized the two leaders. He simply couldn't bear to watch their words and actions.

The little cutie has slowly gathered up its pine needles, as if it is lying down with despair, ready to be stroked.

Ever since Qingqing came to Yinglongwei, the two big guys in front of him have shown great interest in Qingqing. They care about her in all directions and give her warmth in all kinds of reasons. This made him have hallucinations of parents who doted on their children excessively, and he hated himself for not being a lovely tree.

Seeing Jingci sighing for some reason after touching his face, Qingqing shook off some pine needles and stood up again: "Brother Jingci, were you talking about Xi Sui'an just now? Are you going to see her? Can you take me with you? I want to go too!!"

Xi Sui'an is his first friend in the human world!

The clear boy's voice sounded a little urgent.

When Jing Ci heard Qingqing calling him brother, he thought that it would be a shame to send such a good kid to the human world in the foreign land.

"Well, no, Qingqing, you have to digest the dragon blood before you can go out." He smiled and shook his head, gently refusing.

Qingqing instantly became dispirited again.

Meng Fuyi put the pine needles in her pocket without looking up: "She brought back the Sword of Promised Victory?"

"Yes." Jing Ci nodded, "I'll go get it right away."

Meng Fuyi waved her hand and said, "No need to take it back, send it directly to the Holy Church and give it to the Cardinal Archbishop."

"?" Jing Ci's mind was filled with mixed messages, and he suddenly realized, "The one you're collaborating with isn't the Holy Lord, but that rumored Cardinal?!"

The confidential information turned over in his mind. The time of the Holy Lord of the Holy Church was approaching, and a new successor was about to be selected... He rubbed his hands, and excitement overflowed uncontrollably in his eyes. Was he going to witness history this time?

Meng Fuyi's eyes did not leave Xiao Qingqing. She seemed to have thought of something and said "hmm" absentmindedly.

"Then I'm leaving!!"

Li Yuan saw Jingci running faster than a rabbit, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.

"You really aren't afraid at all."

Meng Fuyi came back to her senses, her lips curled slightly: "What are you afraid of? That archbishop is a smart man."

The Sword of Promised Victory is a symbol of friendship between the two sides.

Li Yuan didn't say anything more. He rarely objected to the decisions made by Meng Fuyi.

After all, he is old, and it is Meng Fuyi who can finally support the Yinglong Guard.

"Aren't you worried that Xiaochu didn't come back this time?" Meng Fuyi asked Li Yuan with her arms folded.

Li Yuan was silent for a long time before he said, "Disaster is also an opportunity for life."