Tang Xueli's well-behaved and sensible attitude made him, an old man who had clearly seen the vicissitudes of the world, feel inferior to him.
Cao Ning touched Tang Xueli's little head and nodded, then turned around and motioned to Mo Xuelan: "Use your essence and blood to condense a Qiling Pill the size of a soybean and give it to her to take."
"oh oh!"
Mo Xuelan understood. She had seen this kind of elixir refining method when she was in the underworld.
No need for too many reminders
Mo Xuelan stretched out his right index finger and scratched his left hand, and a scratch appeared on the palm of his left hand.
The light red blood streaks with the power of darkness quickly condensed in Mo Xuelan's palm like a rising hot flame.
Soon the blood coagulated, and a Qiling Pill the size of a soybean was condensed.
Tang Xueli looked at the Qiling Pill curiously, and the moment she took it,
Her whole body was wrapped in a blue sea of air, slowly rising into the air.
That blue mass symbolizes Mo Xuelan’s blue spiritual power.
Immediately afterwards, the water stains on Tang Xueli's body disappeared, and her originally unkempt little face became smooth and white.
A vigorous little face is less pale and more energetic
The moment Tang Xueli fell to the ground, she looked the same as before she fell into the water.
"elder sister!"
Tang Xueli smiled and threw herself into Mo Xuelan's arms. Looking at her now, she was no different from an ordinary person.
"Brother Ning, let me ask you what happened just now. You have such an ability that cannot be achieved by ascending to a god. You are also thinking about your brothers."
Liu Hao took Cao Ning's hand and looked at it repeatedly: "Brother Ning, can your blood work, or do you want to sacrifice it?"
At this time, the three Tie Hanhan also came back, and they happened to see the scene just now.
Cao Ning rolled his eyes and knocked him casually: "Do you want to die? If you only have a soul left, let alone your hands, you can cut your feet."
"Ah, this only requires the soul left!"
When Liu Hao heard this, he quickly retracted his head: "Well, I'd better forget it. Our Xiaoyu is very reluctant to leave me, and I don't feel comfortable leaving her alone."
"Hey, hey, what's going on with you? Why did you all run away? We agreed that each of you would carry a section."
Behind him, Zhao Hai was carrying Su Chuhong, his face turned pale with anxiety!
It was originally agreed that three people would each carry a section, but as soon as Zhao Hai carried it, Liu Hao and Sun Liang ran away first.
He was the only honest man left, carrying a corpse on his back and moving around in fear.
He was afraid that the person behind him would suddenly jump up and pinch his neck.
"Haozi, Liangzi, you guys are too uninteresting. We agreed that it would be a one-on-one relationship, you... wu wu wu..." Zhao Hai was so anxious that he almost cried.
If I had known better, I wouldn’t have studied archeology!
It would be great to learn how to drive away corpses. A magic talisman allows her to jump by herself.
...
Here, Cao Ning arranged for Lu Hongying and Song Huiyan to take other water ghosts back to the underworld to report.
What awaits them will be more than ten years of hard labor, but it is better than finding a scapegoat here.
On the other side, Xia Shihan was depressed for a long time after receiving a call from Cao Ning saying that she would not go back tonight.
Xia Shihan, who was about to go see who Cao Ning was with and what he was doing, was blocked by Mo Yan who came to report on his work.
Xia Shihan had no choice but to sit down on the sofa to meet Mo Yan.
After entering the house, Mo Yan handed over a manual
"My lord, this time the Underworld Examination has designated a total of one hundred and thirty-two ferrymen to participate in the year-end assessment, all of whom have been ferrymen for more than twenty years."
"More than twenty years? If I remember correctly, the original plan was to limit it to ten years, right?" Xia Shihan said lightly.
"Indeed!"
Mo Yan held up his hands and continued to reply: "The plan from the beginning of the Ming Dynasty was indeed to establish a boundary of ten years!
But the situation at that time was based on the premise that a considerable number of ferrymen could not complete the task.
But since the robbery of the ferrymen happened, many ferrymen from various places have secretly learned to hunt souls across regions.
The number of people who completed the task tripled!
Therefore, after deliberation and decision by Lord Yama of the Tenth Palace, the limit was changed to twenty years."
When Mo Yan said this, his eyes were always looking at Xia Shihan.
In fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was that this was all caused by your man, not us.
Xia Shihan took the roster and looked at it, then stood up and looked out the window and said with concentration.
"In this way, the big exam is still set at twenty years, but I have to add a few people to it.
In addition, the court is strictly ordered to thoroughly investigate such cross-regional soul hunting matters.
If it happens again in the future, whose area will be free of the problem?
Whoever is responsible must take responsibility for this."
"Yes, Lord!
However, I wonder how many people the Lord will add?"
Mo Yan guessed what Xia Shihan meant!
Needless to say, Cao Ning must be among the people added. As for why there were so many people, it was obviously to deceive others.
Xia Shihan turned around and smiled slightly: "Stop pretending, you know who to add. As for the others, you can figure it out."
Anyway, I don't care too much.
If anyone has an opinion, just ask him to come to me directly. I want to see who dares to question my decision."
Want to reason with you?
You are more terrifying than looking for the Lord of Hell!
That person is probably either a fool or Cao Ning!
"Yes, I'll do it later!"
Mo Yan smiled and shook his head, bowed and asked: "May I ask, sir, who will be the examiner this time!"
"Examiner?"
Xia Shihan took two steps, then looked at Mo Yan with a smile: "What do you think of me?"
"this..."
Moyan was stunned for a moment!
I thought you opened the back door too much!
Although I also want to open the back door, it pales in comparison to you.
"In previous years, it was hosted by one of the Ten Lords of Hell. This year, Your Majesty, you will personally host it. Is there too much noise?" Mo Yan asked worriedly.
"There's a lot of noise? It's okay!"
Xia Shihan continued with a smile: "In this way, this year, King Qin Guang and Bao Zheng will be the deputy examiners, and you, Yun'er and the judge will allocate two more judges to do inspections, specifically responsible for the written examination and the martial arts examination.
As for the interview, it is up to me to decide the final candidate for the leadership."
"..."
Good guy, you don’t give others a chance at all!
Aren't you afraid that this guy will be eliminated in the first two rounds?
Lao Bao is notoriously strict. If you let him take charge, there will be no dirt in his eyes.
"You don't have confidence in him, right?" Xia Shihan said with a smile.
Mo Yan shook his head: "That kid is just a freak, but it shouldn't be difficult to pass the written test and the martial arts test."
"That's good, you can tell me to do this first!"
"yes!"
"etc!"
Just when Mo Yan turned around and was about to leave, Xia Shihan stopped him with some embarrassment.
"May I ask if your Lord has anything else to say?"
"Then what..."
Xia Shihan scratched her head in embarrassment and said, "You no longer have to hide your identity in front of Cao Ning. He already knows your identity."
"What, Lord, how did you know?" Mo Yan said in surprise.
Was it his intention to be fooled around by this little brat these days?
I said, why are you scolding Moyan as soon as we meet?
The demonic flames didn’t even bother him!
The co-author deliberately scolded himself in front of himself to get excited!
Little bastard, just wait for me. If I don’t beat you until you cry for father and mother this time, my surname will not be Cao.
"Then what..."
Xia Shihan took out a small notebook with some embarrassment: "He didn't know why he had been having trouble recently, but he actually wrote a diary, and it was written in it."
"Write... a diary?"
The corner of Moyan's mouth twitched!
When you co-authored it, you were just peeking into someone else’s diary!