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Listening to Jiang Lu's ambiguous encouragement, Jin Yao seemed to understand something, but it was not clear. It seemed that there was always a thin film between her and enlightenment, which she could not break no matter what she did.
As outsiders, Scythe and the performer had no idea who the person Jiang Lu was talking about, but they had more mysteries about Jiang Lu in their hearts.
They always felt that Jiang Lu always seemed to know something they didn't know.
We have to find a chance to ask him... They thought so, but at this moment they all chose to remain silent tacitly and be a bystander.
As for Hong Yi's angle, it's more tricky.
Although she felt a slight sense of crisis, she was still genuinely happy for Jin Yao.
It seems that he has already regarded you as a completely different individual from the Queen Mother of the West, rather than a substitute. That's great...
"Anyway, let's clean up the things in the room now. These things can't be seen by anyone with ulterior motives."
Jiang Lu said to the others, "We originally planned to leave at night, but given the current situation, things could change if we delay. We'd better leave Nanjiang City as soon as possible. Let's set off now."
"it is good."
Several people nodded and started to tidy up everything in the room.
Hong Yi wiped out all traces of the foundation-building formation, while Jin Yao was responsible for sorting and packing the remaining herbs, which were then collected by the sickle and the performers. Jiang Lu was unable to move, so he could only lie on the sofa and watch them busy themselves.
After finishing all the finishing work, Scythe asked, "Do you still want to ride on your guardian spirit beast?"
"Guardian spirit beast?" Jiang Lu looked puzzled.
"That's it, the magical beast that can grow very large and brought us here from Mount Gaishi." the performer suggested.
"Oh shit!"
Jiang Lu slapped his forehead and anxiously struggled to sit up from the sofa:
"Yeah, where's my cat?! I brought the cat with me! Where did you leave it?"
"What do you mean we threw it away for you? Shouldn't you take care of it yourself?" The two were speechless.
"No, she's still so young... She was alone... There was an earthquake just now... My E'E wouldn't..."
Jiang Lu was suddenly at a loss and fell off the sofa to the ground.
"You asked me to take care of her last night." Jin Yao said to Jiang Lu.
Jiang Lu raised his head in despair: "What about her cat?"
"After feeding it yesterday, it went to sleep. Then I took a shower and came to see you. After I went back, I fell asleep. I forgot about it when I woke up this morning. Now..." Jin Yao recalled the schedule, and then said uncertainly: "It should be in my room..."
"Look! Help me up and look!"
The few of them did not dare to delay. After confirming that there were no other traces in the room, they quickly moved towards Jin Yao's room.
When Jiang Lu saw the ruins, he felt like he was struck by lightning.
Apart from the house number on the ground, it's hard to tell that this was originally a place where people lived.
"The damage here is quite serious..." the performer murmured.
The next moment, Jiang Lu fell to his knees and slammed his hands on the ground: "No!!!"
Jiang Lu's shouts penetrated the ruins and pierced the eardrums of Huang Xiu'e who was sleeping under the ruins.
She pushed away the load-bearing wall that was pressing on her with one hand, and looked at the world in confusion, which was completely different from the world before she closed her eyes.
"Meow?"
The soft but clear sound of a cat's meow reached everyone's ears.
Scythe immediately patted Jiang Lu's shoulder, who was crying, and said, "There it is!"
Jin Yao, who had caused such a big mess and felt even more guilty for having lost Jiang Lu's cat, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.
Hong Yi looked at Huang Xiu'e's furry head and couldn't help feeling pity for her, and she revealed a smile full of motherly love.
Although he is infertile, seeing how much he dotes on this kitten and cherishes it, as his wife, I must love this little guy well. In this way, he will definitely love me more, right?
Hong Yi thought so.
But strangely, there was no joy of regaining what had been lost on Jiang Lu's face.
I just felt a little relieved from my tears, and at this critical moment when I was crying and reminiscing about the time we lived together, you actually came out on your own?
So should I continue crying or what?
It's so embarrassing.
So Jiang Lu stood up calmly, patted his knees, limped away, and said without looking back: "Ah, she is not my cat. My cat is dead."
Jin Yao:?
Hong Yi’s smile suddenly stopped during the fantasy moment:?
The sickle, who was just happy and relieved for Jiang Lu, became expressionless:?
The performer commented fairly: "You are a little bit inhuman."
Chapter 320 Rendezvous
Regardless of whether Jiang Lu is a human or not, at least Huang Xiu'e, the person involved, does not know what happened. Her not knowing naturally means she does not have any thoughts, so Jiang Lu's behavior is harmless.
On the contrary, compared to Jiang Lu's attitude of always asking her for help when there was something and ignoring her when there was nothing, Huang Xiu'e felt that the attitude of other people at this time was a little abnormal.
She just took a nap, she didn't die, why is everyone so excited?
But it is not the case that Jiang Lu really did not recognize Huang Xiu'e. In the end, Jin Yao picked up Huang Xiu'e out of guilt, which gave him a way out.
"Although it's not my cat, it's somewhat similar to mine. If you really like it, take it with you. I have no objection." Jiang Lu said in a high-sounding manner.
Except for Hong Yi, the other three felt that these words sounded familiar, as if Jiang Lu had said something similar when Huang Xiu'e first appeared in front of them on Gaishi Mountain.
Scythe and the performer became more and more suspicious that this was actually the cat that was on the helicopter at the beginning, and not some so-called guardian beast. It was just that for some unknown reason, it had undergone some slight changes after coming from the real world.
"Oh, right." Jiang Lu suddenly asked Hong Yi, not knowing whether it was to change the subject or not, "Do you have a way to contact your employer? We suddenly changed the agreed time, so we have to find a way to tell him."
"Not only is there, but there are two ways, but one is more secretive and the other is more open." Hong Yi replied.
"It's better to be secretive. Let's keep it a little more secretive."
"If we want to be more secretive, we can tell him secretly."
"?" Jiang Lu was so angry that he laughed: "You call this a secret, right? And you can secretly tell him that I won't go there early? Doesn't it mean that you don't want to go to the law enforcement bureau anymore?"
"Then we have to make a big show of it."
Hong Yi took out a thick firecracker from somewhere and introduced it:
"This is a special signal flare we use to call for help. It's daytime now, so the effect may be reduced. If it were night, half of the Sanqing Realm would be able to see it."
"This is a bit too much fanfare..."
The heavenly calamity has just appeared, and its residual power is still there. The storm has not yet passed, and this big incident can be seen by half of the Three Pure Ones Realm. There is no need to think about it, it is definitely not good.
"Then there's nothing we can do." Hong Yi put away the flare.
"No, isn't there a more advanced method, such as voice transmission?" Jiang Lu found it very strange. The dignified Lord Dong had to use such a primitive method to contact him. It was simply laughable.
Hong Yi replied helplessly: "Yes, there is, but the Lord's voice transmission channel is private."
"Private? What Twitter and Telegram group?" Jiang Lu exclaimed that he knew how to play.
"Think about it, as a person of such a respected and prominent status, there will be no shortage of people who want to see him, not only his relatives, friends and believers around him, but also people from all over the world. If everyone can easily talk to him through telepathy, then wouldn't he be bothered by noise all the time?"
Hong Yi explained: "So the Lord's voice transmission channel is set to private. Only those who have been certified by him are qualified to contact him at any time, and I am not one of them."
After listening to Hong Yi's explanation and thinking carefully about what happened when he was in power, Jiang Lu was able to understand.
Indeed, if anyone can contact him, not only will the authority of the superior be weakened invisibly, but the superior will also feel troubled by this. After all, no one can relax if they are disturbed by all kinds of trivial matters every day.
So apart from taking the risk of going to the law enforcement agency, which is like a frightened bird at this moment, is there no other way?
Not necessarily.
When Jiang Lu put himself in the other's shoes and thought about it, he came up with an idea that can be used now.
......
Law Enforcement Bureau, Supervision Office.
With earthquakes and natural disasters as cover, no one doubted that the problem with Dong Wanggong's cell was man-made.
Because the previous cell was damaged, Dong Wanggong was imprisoned in a new cell.
At this moment, he was leaning against the corner, carefully recalling the scene he had just seen.
Although it felt like someone was undergoing a tribulation at first glance, he had a vague intuition that it might not be a tribulation, because both the scope of the impact and the various strange phenomena it caused were things that even he had never seen before.
If there really are such people in the world, they should have been paid attention to by the higher-ups and listed as key observation targets long ago. When they are undergoing the tribulation, they should have been cared for by someone special, and should have completed the process in a deserted place.
And for some reason, he always felt that the scene was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
It feels like being a child who was kidnapped at a very young age and revisiting the old place many years later. Looking at the surrounding environment, all kinds of memories come to mind, but they are very vague, and you are not sure whether they are real or just memories made up by your mind.
Ever since the heavenly calamity subsided, Dong Wanggong has been thinking about this matter. He tried hard to find clues about this familiar feeling in his memories.
But unfortunately, he had lived too long and experienced too much, so to do this was even more difficult than finding a person's name in an incomplete ancient history book of five thousand years.
As he continued to work hard, a strange fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
This is a smell that does not exist in this world. Only the gods who have established the Tao can smell it. It is called "incense."
Along with the fragrance, a trace of faith power, which was insignificant to Dong Wanggong, merged into his body, which slowly brought him back to reality from his memories.
"Someone is offering sacrifice to me?"
Dong Wanggong felt a little strange.
Although he is a distinguished immortal among immortals, as a man who doesn't care about anything other than himself and the Queen Mother of the West, he has no presence in folk mythology and his popularity is not very high. Therefore, he has never been very popular. In the end, no one would worship him.
But he doesn't care. Compared with those functional gods who rely on incense and wishes as their main source of income, even if he doesn't need any incense and wishes, he can still live a very free and easy life. He occasionally appears in the human world and fulfills the wishes of those who worship him just for fun. He doesn't make money from this at all.
So when he suddenly felt that someone was offering sacrifices to him, he was so surprised. After all, it had been more than a hundred years since the last time someone offered sacrifices to him.
So he couldn't help but become interested, and he immediately carefully checked the worshiper's request, thinking that as long as it was not too excessive, no matter what the wish was, it would be fulfilled.
But it doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, because you’ll be shocked when you do.
It is true that sacrifice is a sacrifice, but this is no ordinary sacrifice at all. It is a genuine evil sacrifice that has been lost for a long time!