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Chapter 294 Where is my soul?

The gentleman nodded repeatedly when he heard this, his eyes showed a hint of deep meaning, and he fixedly looked at the two-character plaque "Death! Death!" enshrined in the center of the temple.

Then he looked at the calf on his shoulder.

Thinking slightly.

Not to mention, if you do this job well...

That’s really promising!

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, I come to clean the Tiandao Temple every day. Over time, strangers will become familiar with each other.

No matter how bad it is, I have accumulated some goodwill.

It is equivalent to working for a certain old housekeeper who has worked for a certain Immortal Jinjin Industry for a lifetime. There is no problem in terms of safety and longevity.

Any little bit of oil and water that emerges from the hands of the Immortal is enough to last the housekeeper a lifetime.

certainly!

Exceptions include cheating immortals like Black Heart Demon Ancestor. If she buys you, you still have to pay her back.

His face was covered in blood.

If these two calves can really enter the eyes of the two gods of death, not only as housekeepers, but also as janitors, then the ancestral graves of eighteen generations will be covered in smoke.

He transformed directly into a big boss who could go to heaven with just one sentence. He was definitely the boss who used it to accuse someone and turn a deaf ear to him.

Identities are not the same.

Anyway!

With the aesthetics of a gentleman, if I can become more awesome in the future, these two little calves will be born to be the underlings.

It suits my taste very much——

Just be kind and that's it, nothing else is necessary.

"It's wonderful." The gentleman lovingly stroked the heads of the two calves, which made his palms feel much warmer.

It feels very comfortable in the hand.

He smiled kindly!

"You can't tell, you two are still the second generation of the dead. Someone has already taken care of your future."

"In this case, my words are of no use."

"However, your mother-in-law treats you very well. I hope you will be grateful in the future and repay the kindness." As he said this, the gentleman's mind suddenly twitched and he approached the two calves with some seriousness.

Like some profound wise man.

There was also a touch of sadness flashing through his eyes, which were the tears he had shed. As a person who has experienced this, he gave a meaningful lesson: "Also, listen to my brother's advice, you need to be careful when making friends."

"You must protect yourself when you go out."

"Be sure not to be led astray by the nonsense outside."

"If your three views are shattered, it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven if you want to recover."

The gentleman pointed at himself: "Just like me, I have suffered greatly. My three views have long been forcibly distorted to pieces by a bunch of snakes in the world of death."

"As a result, many of my ideas go astray on a daily basis. The style of painting is so weird."

"Even my heroic dream has been greatly impacted by this."

"It's becoming a little unruly."

As he spoke, the gentleman covered his face silently, and gently rubbed himself with his fingers, looking at everyone with the scarlet eyes of a big prison...

Slightly sad!

Neither Zhang Youde nor the Supreme Brother is around.

When you are unable to share with yourself the vision of a normal person.

Gentlemen can now only rely on their own experience and the outline of the creature to tell what kind of animal it is.

For example, the two calves on the shoulders, the gentleman stared blankly at it for more than two minutes before he decided that these should, maybe, probably... be two calves.

As for!

Their appearance and appearance, haha... they feel pretty good to the touch.

It would be quite cute to imagine, right?

In fact, when he recognized the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth, he didn't rely on his eyes to see it.

It's about listening with your ears.

The Supreme Brother has long since memorized the voice and lines of the Ghost Faced Hawk Moth, and a gentleman can also benefit from this.

To put it simply: recognizing people depends entirely on guessing, and seeing people depends entirely on blindness.

If you're right, you'll be gentle, but if you're wrong, you'll be laughed at.

so!

Gentlemen really want to cry right now——

The style of painting seems to have gone astray.

And after awakening the will of justice, he brought with him a bunch of true vase undead army.

This one is even worse!!!

Except for the double cards, there are no eggs.

A gentleman always feels like something is wrong?

Are all those who are favored by justice like me?

impossible?

If they were really like me, how weird would the scene be? A group of semi-blind men holding a conference together with a sea of ​​bones of the undead?

Are you sure this is a fair style of painting?

Instead of a cult holding a conference?

"And..." The gentleman was stunned, and suddenly he felt that something was missing nearby.

Strangely clean.

So, he turned his head and looked at the empty space behind him.

I thought about it for a second!

His face suddenly turned pale, like an eggplant beaten by frost. "Dig, where are my army of undead? Where are my army of vases? Where are my cards?" The gentleman's eyes widened.

Suddenly there was a scream.

It startled the two calves.

At this moment, his eyes were a little flustered, and his fingers were trembling, even though the undead of this lot were just like soy sauce.

but!

The meaning of their existence is an extremely heavy responsibility.

It is a heavy responsibility that requires a gentleman to lead them to atone for their sins and move toward new life.

at the same time!

It is also a task assigned by [Justice] to a gentleman. If you do well, you can get a promotion and salary increase, strengthen yourself, understand justice, and reach the peak of life.

However, now that the person is gone and the soul is lost, then...

"Hiss, hiss..."

The air-conditioning sucks in violently, and a gentleman suddenly becomes panicked.

Suddenly, a strange sentence popped up in my mind: "By the way, I won't be fired by [Justice] because of this, right?"

Damn it, don’t!

He didn't want to throw away the thigh he just hugged.

His heroic dream has not yet come true.

Life has not reached its peak yet.

but!

After thinking about it wildly for a while, I looked around carefully and found that nothing happened.

Everything remains as before.

On the contrary, my mind has become much clearer and brighter.

There is a feeling of relief!

It feels so comfortable to have no responsibility on my shoulders, and my soul seems to be lighter. It's addictive.

It's also very tempting.

The gentleman thinks for a moment...

It seems that joining [Justice] is equivalent to having an iron rice bowl. It is impossible to lose the favor of Justice just because of a few neglects of duty.

Just like his hometown [Dead World], the mark of the Dead World has already been engraved into the deepest part of his soul.

If nothing happens, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave in this lifetime.

Don’t you see me!

Ghost-faced Hawkmoth, Black Road God and other earth-shaking big guys are all working diligently, fishing, chatting and spanking.

It would be extremely difficult for me to leave the realm of death.

certainly!

In fact, there is no need to leave.

Although the environment of the Dead World is a bit more ridiculous and sometimes makes you vomit blood, the atmosphere is still quite harmonious and friendly.

There aren't that many bad things.

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