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He Qianlin anxiously waited for the night to fall. During this period, Zhang Yang also came, and stood by and waited silently, without asking why!

As for Wang Chunhua, she should eat and rest when she should, but as night fell, her heart began to feel a little heavy. She really didn't dare to let any Qianlin guard the morgue by herself.

Wang Chunhua tidied up and walked slowly towards the mortuary, and saw the gate from a distance, He Qianlin and Zhang Yang were guarding one side, like two living door gods, couldn't help grinning and nodded, it was considered a fight. Say hello.

Seeing Wang Chunhua coming, He Qianlin's eyes lit up, and she trotted behind Wang Chunhua, thinking that last night, she had already treated the curator sincerely, but today she was still here to be wary of Mr. Qin, the gap made He Qianlin a little dissatisfied Duduzui!

Looking at Wang Chunhua beside him, he wanted to open his mouth to break the silence. He wanted to ask the curator, what is the chance of this girl's soul being captured by a ghost messenger, but the words came to his lips: "Why haven't I watched it for a few days?" Arrived at Peony?"

Wang Chunhua lowered her eyes and smiled, saying that one day in the sky and one year in the world, it may be normal for Peony to be interrogated by the second sister, or even miss the flowering period, but it is difficult to explain these things clearly to He Qianlin, so she simply said perfunctorily: " Who knows, I never give her much attention!"

He Qianlin hesitated, opened her mouth to speak, but swallowed her saliva and turned her head to the side. She really wanted to ask what kind of god Wang Chunhua was. The gods in the sky should also be divided into ranks. Wang Chunhua's rank should not be too low, after all Peony should be regarded as the person who serves Wang Chunhua, and the woman who was inexplicably young before also seemed to look like that. Since then, Wang Chunhua's identity has become more and more mysterious!

But He Qianlin didn't dare to ask, because she was afraid of being rejected. On the other hand, she was actually very concerned about why Wang Chunhua came to her, and the flame birthmark on her chest. Unknown things always make people uneasy.

Wang Chunhua didn't know anything about He Qianlin's emotions, she just frowned and looked at the somewhat low-pitched publicity, seeing that the other person's face was pale, and when she looked closely, the Yintang was faintly black, which was not a good sign, but SLR experienced People with that kind of catastrophe will indeed suffer from bad luck for a long time!

"Zhang Yang, do you want to go back and have a rest first? It's enough to have He Qianlin and I here." Wang Chunhua said softly. She didn't want to have an extra burden beside her when something unexpected happened. He Qianlin was already stupid enough That's right, if there is another unarmed Zhang Yang, and something really happens, I really don't know if I can handle it perfectly!

Zhang Yang looked at Wang Chunhua in surprise, shook his head for a while, his eyes flickered a few times, and gradually became resolute. I hope to experience more of these, so that I can become stronger!

Without a soul, ghost messengers would not appear. He Qianlin looked at Wang Chunhua eagerly, hoping that she could perform the magic tricks, blow a breath or something, and then recruit a ghost messenger to come out.

Wang Chunhua noticed He Qianlin's scorching gaze, she couldn't help but blushed, and reached out to pinch He Qianlin: "What are you thinking, let me tell you, you are not allowed to move around tonight, stay on the bed obediently and wait for me to wash your marrow soul!"

I feel ashamed when I think about it. If I didn’t have the people of heaven in my heart, I’m afraid I’d be too tired to sleep to death. No, this kind of thing will definitely not happen in the future. Think about it, let's talk about it later!

He Qianlin grinned, nodding repeatedly for fear that Wang Chunhua would regret it!

Wash the soul?It sounds very tall, but why did the two react so strangely? Zhang Yang glanced back and forth curiously at He Qianlin, who was grinning from ear to ear, and Wang Chunhua, who was blushing to the ears!

Wang Chunhua gave Zhang Yang a hard look. Anyway, the two already knew that they were not human, so they had nothing to worry about. Gently raised their right hand to their chest, a piece ten centimeters long, three centimeters wide and thick appeared slowly in the palm of their hand. The jade silk was [-] centimeters long, and the jade silk faintly exuded a golden light!

Wang Chunhua clasped the jade silk with both hands and threw it to the ground.

He Qianlin took a deep breath and habitually wanted to stop it. Although she didn't know what it was, she just threw it on the ground. What if it broke, unfortunately, her body couldn't keep up with the reaction of her head. The jade silk was already only one centimeter away from the ground.

He Qianlin's heart was in her throat, but the next moment, the jade silk touched the ground, and the golden light flashed, and then disappeared. He Qianlin's breath stopped, and her heart was relieved again. Yes, the curator is a god, a god How could it be so easy to break things, but, the scene just now was amazing, what is that jade?Why did it suddenly hit the ground?

Could it be that the curator wants to throw this jade silk directly at the Hall of Yama?

In fact, He Qianlin guessed very well. This jade silk is Wang Chunhua's identity card. Every god has a piece. Wang Chunhua threw this jade silk to the ground to spread her identity information. Immortals and ghost messengers will come to pay their respects!

This treasure is like an ID card in the world, but it is a bit more advanced than an ID card.

It took only a few breaths to throw the jade silk, when there were three more figures around. These three figures were all respectfully kneeling on the ground, and one of them was holding the jade silk that Wang Chunhua had just thrown away in both hands.

"Deacon Xiaoxiantao welcomes the immortal"

"The deacon 02046 welcomes the immortal"

"The little demon Haichuan welcomes the immortal"

Zhang Yang looked at Wang Chunhua in surprise. She always thought that Wang Chunhua was a monster, but unexpectedly, she was actually a fairy. After knowing Wang Chunhua's identity, she couldn't help tensing up, feeling a little embarrassed!

"Well, ask your subordinates to see who came here this afternoon and took away a soul." Wang Chunhua waved his hand, and the jade silk suddenly turned into a brilliance and disappeared from Deacon Tao's hand.

As soon as Wang Chunhua finished speaking, the three people in front of her began to make strange movements, at least in the eyes of He Qianlin and Zhang Yang.

Deacon Tao kept circling in circles, and at some point in his hand, a trekking pole appeared, hitting the ground from time to time.

The errant deacon turned into a puff of smoke and floated in the air.

Haichuan was even more strange, turning into a giant gray-black wolf, holding his head up and howling toward the sky. Following its lead, wolves howled in the distance in response.

He Qianlin's eyes were wide open, and everything in front of her was incredible, but the curiosity didn't last long, and the three weird-looking deacons stopped moving.

One of the figures stepped forward, it was Deacon Tao, saluted Wang Chunhua respectfully, and said respectfully: "Shangxian, none of Xiaoxian's subordinates have offended this place!"

Wang Chunhua turned his gaze to the deacon Yin, who quickly stepped forward: "Shangxian, there are no errants in this area this afternoon!"

Hai Chuan also stepped forward to salute: "Shangxian, none of the little demon's subordinates have been here before, but just now he got the news that one of his subordinates saw someone devouring the soul of a living person with his own eyes. He thought it was a newly cultivated monster without intelligence. I wanted to go over and beat it, but I didn't expect to be injured by the opponent, and he ran away quickly when he saw that he was invincible!"

Wang Chunhua's eyes flickered, and she narrowed her eyes and looked at Hai Chuan in front of her carefully until cold sweat broke out on Hai Chuan's forehead, then she raised her eyebrows jokingly: "The little lamb pretends to be a wolf with a big tail, interesting, interesting."

Seeing that Haichuan's head was almost lowered to his chest, Wang Chunhua smiled and said, "Let that little monster come here!"

"Yes, I have already informed him. If there is no accident, we will definitely arrive within 5 minutes!" Hai Chuan didn't even dare to lift his head. Damn it!

"Well, step back first." Wang Chunhua raised her chin to signal the three to leave first.

Haichuan quickly turned into a giant wolf, easily crossed the yard, and ran towards the distance. Deacon Tao also chased after him, only to hear a small voice drifting over: "Lamb? Hahaha, Haichuan, you are making a big fuss. Quickly bleat and listen, I promise I won’t be rude!”

"Hmph, shouldn't you be more afraid? Because I'm a vegetarian!"

"..."

He Qianlin saw Yincha also disappeared into the ground, looked at the ground with a confused face and muttered: "I saw the monster, I finally saw the monster."

I still remember the master said that in this world, ghosts are easy to deal with, and immortals are easy to fool. The only ones who have to detour are monsters, because monsters are real and cunning. When Gray Wolf saw Wang Chunhua, his ears were as obedient as a dog's. No matter how cruel, he turned into a human form and looked like a rough guy. How could he look like a skinny man? According to her, Peony is like a skinny man monsters!

Soon the little demon came over, and the main body ran so fast that He Qianlin saw an afterimage, and suddenly found that there was another person in front of him. This person had colorful hair and was wearing earthy yellow clothes, which looked a bit nondescript.

"God is above, please be worshiped by the little demon"

"Forget it, tell me what you saw"

"Yes, yesterday morning, I was drinking at the Sophie Maya bar. I came out to put... er, it was convenient. I saw a man devouring the souls of living people at the entrance of the alley. At that time, I thought it was some gangster who didn't know the rules. Demon, so I went up and scolded him, unexpectedly, he left that person and rushed towards me, I thought that I have been incarnate for more than 100 years, and he has no evil spirit on him, so I won’t suffer if I hit him , Unexpectedly, he grabbed me, and I couldn't shake it off with great strength. Later, he bit me like a mad dog.

I think the best result under his hands is that both sides will suffer, and it is not easy to practice. Why bother to fight with someone I don't know, so I took the opportunity to escape as my body and asked him to fight again tonight. After the bite, the wound was very strange, with a button open, and it didn’t hurt. I went to the patriarch this afternoon, and the patriarch said it was dead. He suspected that the person I met was a living dead, and he might have jumped out of a coffin. from! "

"You have an appointment with him tonight?" Wang Chunhua's eyes turned cold.

The little demon said without blushing or panting: "Yes, but the patriarch told me not to go, I thought I couldn't beat the living dead, so I didn't go!"

It was still too late to go now, but he didn't know if he was still there, so Wang Chunhua turned around and left with He Qianlin's collar in his hand.

"Hey, where are you going?" Zhang Yang hurriedly followed behind.

Wang Chunhua stretched out her hand and pointed, and Zhang Yang stood there in a daze, unable to move.

"Huahua, tools" He Qianlin patted Wang Chunhua's hand, and seeing the curator let go of herself, she quickly picked up the tool bag on the table beside her, looked at it with a look like a wooden man, and followed .