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Jiang Lu obviously didn't notice this, and asked curiously: "How come Po Meng is addicted to alcohol now?"
The ghost replied subconsciously: "She didn't drink before, but since the person in charge was replaced, she..."
"Oh, that's not right!" Guizhan responded: "Are you asking me or should I ask you? Stop talking nonsense, who are you, how did you die, and why didn't we receive the message from above?"
But at this time Jiang Lu had already fallen into memories.
Meng Po...
The time when you cooked soup in front of the stove and I cooked soup behind you was unforgettable...
Did I develop a drinking habit that even affected my work?
Next time I see you, I will punish you...
"Hey! Talk to you!"
"Ah?" Jiang Lu came back to his senses: "Oh, us, are we dead?"
"You ask me?" Gui Cha rolled his eyes and was about to take these people in first, but just as he took out the shackles and put them on Jiang Lu, a strange light suddenly flashed on the latter's body.
"This is..." The ghost had a sense of déjà vu.
"This is..." Jiang Lu was silent for a long time: "What is this?"
The ghost finally remembered something: "You are... interns from the mortal world, right?"
He recognized the atmosphere of the sacrificial ceremony.
In the eyes of the people of the Bailiu Sect, this is called a sacrificial ceremony, but in the eyes of the people of the underworld, this is actually just a pass, or in other words, a seal on it.
"Intern?" Everyone looked confused.
The ghost scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "But now that person has been dismissed, and those departments are gone, how can the living world still send interns down..."
"What's going on?" Jiang Lu asked.
However, Guizha kept secretive, his attitude became a little bad, and his tone became very irritable: "What does it have to do with you?"
He was very distressed. If he was an intern who came down from above, he would definitely not be on the list of life and death, and there would naturally be no news from above.
But although they are not in the book of life and death, it does not mean that they are still alive. So how should so many people be accommodated?
"Forget it, let's just lock him up first." Gui Cha said to himself: "Pass the news up layer by layer, and there will always be someone who can make the decision."
As he said that, he looked at everyone meaningfully: "But how long you will be detained depends on your luck."
At this moment, a figure dressed in white appeared among the crowd and the ghost.
Everyone could only see him calmly saying to Guizha: "Go wherever you need to go."
The next moment, Guizhan seemed to be fascinated, and nodded dullly: "Yes."
Then turned and left.
Immediately afterwards, the man in white faced the people who didn't understand, opened his arms and smiled: "Come on, follow me, I will take you away."
"Where are you taking us?" someone asked.
"Take you home." The man said gently: "But it's a long way. We need to go to northern Burma from Wusi City first, rest for one night at Crouching Tiger Villa, and then return to Kyushu."
When they heard each other mention Kyushu, everyone instantly believed that the other person was one of them out of the kindness to the fellow villagers and the sense of security brought by the familiar terms.
"Can we go back?" Everyone exclaimed: "But what about our assessment?"
"It doesn't matter, we will complete the assessment on the way back, and I will be your examiner."
"Ah, is that what it is?" Everyone's tense nerves relaxed instantly.
Only Jiang Lu stared at the other party with a wary face.
"Give you another chance, what is your purpose for saying this? Who ordered you?!"
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"This little brother, why do you say this?"
The man didn't seem to understand what Jiang Lu was talking about and pretended to be surprised.
I have to say that his appearance is no different from Jiang Lu's, and such a gentle smile is full of confusion.
This was one of the reasons why the disciples of the Bailiu Sect immediately believed that he was one of them. The feeling of friendliness and intimacy could be said to be overwhelming.
As a huge vase who majored in charm, Jiang Lu knew best how good this handsome man was, and because of this, he didn't accept this trick at all.
Using himself to judge others, he knew very well that the other person was definitely not a good person!
The most important thing is that the other party actually knows about northern Myanmar.
Did he meet a time traveler in the spiritual realm?
Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Lu suddenly became alert.
Although the time traveler is a conjecture, there is only one thing Jiang Lu is sure of.
"You are an immortal, right?"
Jiang Lu asked bluntly.
And his straightforwardness obviously surprised the other party.
In an instant, the other party also guessed that Jiang Lu was the good prospect that Taoist True Love had mentioned to him.
"Ha, true love is talking about you, right?"
As soon as this statement came out, Jiang Lu's suspicion was confirmed.
Except for Ling Ling and Zizhu, the others present were not treated as well as Jiang Lu. They didn't know anything about the immortals at all. Their first reaction was not fear, but some surprise.
They immediately thought of elsewhere.
"Senior, are you... the ancestor of my Bailiu Sect who ascended to heaven in the past?"
"Oh? Haha." The man nodded shamelessly: "You have discovered this. I am really your ancestor."
As he said that, he raised his eyebrows at Jiang Lu.
The man who asked the question was very happy when he heard this and bowed his head. This made Jiang Lu very angry.
"The one who teased Male Gobi took advantage of me?"
Soon enough, Jiang Lu didn't care whether the other party was an immortal or something else, he took out Hasmore's feathers and started to light a fire.
The holy flames from heaven, fueled by the Yin Qi of Wushou City, were like the fire of the east wind, burning brighter than in the kitchen of Longwu Tower, and rushed straight towards the opponent.
Jiang Lu's sudden movements and the extreme heat called purification contained in the holy flame made everyone scatter in shock. They didn't even have time to ask Jiang Lu why he wanted to attack their ancestors, for fear that they would be contaminated by this terrifying flame, which would kill them in an instant. Burned down.
"Burn to death, you evil-minded, dark bastard!"
Jiang Lu roared, his whole body full of righteousness, as if he had forgotten what he was, fully demonstrating what it means to do what you do and love what you do.
But the result disappointed him.
Not only did he overestimate the power of the holy flame, he also underestimated the tenacity of the immortal.
The holy flame, which could even burn the foundation of the evil god, fell on the opponent, but there was no splash at all.
It's just that the sneak attack didn't fail. At least Jiang Lu captured a key clue.
"Holy fire in heaven?" The other party's eyes widened, staring at Jiang Lu in disbelief: "Damn it, Christianity is coming?"
Jiang Lu was also stunned: "You just fucking traveled through time, right?"
However, after the other party was briefly shocked, he quickly adjusted his mood.
He did not answer Jiang Lu's question, but said calmly: "Unfortunately, your soul is too weak, otherwise you might really hurt me. However, since you are related to that old thing God, I can't let you live."
Jiang Lu's expression changed.
"Who the hell are you scolding?"
"It's useless to talk more. You should be the first to fill the cracks!"
As he said that, the other party began to approach gradually with steady steps.
While the two were talking, others had already noticed something was wrong.
They couldn't understand the content of the conversation, but judging by their emotions, the other party seemed to be an enemy rather than a friend.
He seems to...want to use everyone as material to fill something.
As for the fate of the material, it seems self-evident.
The man who had barely kowtowed before swallowed nervously and said awkwardly: "Ancestor, why are you..."
"Recognizing your ancestors is addictive, right?" Jiang Lu said disdainfully, without turning his head, "He is an enemy, not your ancestor."
"Hehe..." The other party chuckled without stopping.
And as he gradually approached, a strong sense of oppression came over instantly, making everyone unable to lift their heads, their knees became weak, and they almost knelt down.
Among them, the ones with higher cultivation level were already full of fear, because the opponent did nothing from the beginning to the end, but simply released a ray of momentum, which was enough to make them lose all ability to resist.
Only then did they remember what Jiang Lu said.
Immortal! This is a fairy!
And he’s not one of his own!
Is my life at risk?
Jiang Lu's body began to tremble, but this tremor did not come from fear.
He only felt angry, inexplicable, uncontrollable anger.
It's as if one's things have been stolen and then used as a weapon against oneself by the thief.
As the other party stood less than three inches in front of Jiang Lu, the others could no longer withstand the pressure and fell to the ground, their bones creaking and crumbling.
The other party looked directly into Jiang Lu's eyes and was slightly surprised: "Although I hate you bird people in paradise, I still have to admire your backbone. Are you still holding on to it even like this?"
"I'll ask again." Jiang Lu raised his head, put his hands on the other person's shoulders, and exposed his white fangs: "Who the hell are you scolding?"
The other party narrowed his eyes and looked indifferent: "I said, you still want to be trapped now..."
"My lord, I'm here to negotiate..."