I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

After sending Lu Changsheng into the core of [Tianxian], Zhong Peipei and others had nothing else to do, so they simply gathered them all in the City Lord's Mansion.

On the one hand, he could confirm whether Lu Changsheng was successful immediately, and on the other hand, he could also talk to his long-lost teacher and mistress.

Ghost Rabbit and Zhong Peipei were still chatting with their mistress about what had happened over the years, but suddenly there was a sound of metal breaking in the sky.

Like a solid egg being cracked, the entire world quickly disintegrated and collapsed starting from the dome. The surrounding fog quickly faded and soon disappeared without a trace.

Ghost Rabbit and Zhong Peipei looked at each other and quickly observed their surroundings.

Dilapidated houses, mottled walls, doors covered with spider webs, and knee-high weeds.

The real Cuijia Village is like a wasteland forgotten by time, without a trace of life.

The two figures quickly attracted the attention of Zhong Peipei and others.

"Boss Lu, you succeeded!" Charlene saw the back of one of them clearly and leaned forward with light steps.

"Teacher...you're finally out." Ghost Rabbit ran forward following Charlene.

Only Zhong Peipei remained silent and carefully followed behind his companion.

"Teacher, do you still remember me? Are the demigods still raving?" Ghost Rabbit asked excitedly, but soon, she was blocked by a big hand, preventing her from getting closer to her teacher. .

"Be careful." Lu Changsheng did not explain too much, but said to his companions concisely and concisely.

In his eyes, Mr. Cui in front of him was clearly very close, but he could hardly feel his presence. As long as he was distracted for a moment, his existence would be ignored.

Lu Changsheng was already very familiar with this situation.

That is a sign that the fragments of the godhead are about to be condensed, or that the fragments of the godhead have been condensed and are about to be promoted to [demigod].

Lu Changsheng couldn't be sure whether Mr. Cui, who had been tortured by talking nonsense for so many years, was still the person everyone knew him to be.

What if the old man Cui struggling in pain in [Tianxian] is also an illusion?

"Little friend, don't be nervous, I'm not crazy."

"Although I was imprisoned by [Tianxian] for many years, it was a blessing in disguise that I survived the torture of mumbling."

"Now I can fight against that annoying voice. As long as I don't use the ninth level power, I won't lose control."

Cui Hao's eyebrows slowly relaxed, he put away his stern and solemn expression, and looked at Lu Changsheng as if he were his old friend for many years.

"Thank you, little friend."

"You saved me."

Seeing that Mr. Cui had already talked about this, it seemed that it would not be good to be nervous anymore. Lu Changsheng slowly lowered his arm, but was secretly on guard in his heart.

After several confrontations with demigods, most of his impressions of demigods were focused on killing embryos like crazy, and he had a bit of a stress reaction.

"Mr. Cui, you're welcome. If you don't want to come out, it will be useless for anyone to come. You can come out only because of yourself."

Lu Changsheng waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

Cui Hao has been the lord of Fengdu City for most of his life. How could he not see Lu Changsheng's little intention of being tight on the outside and loose on the inside? However, he did not expose it, but looked at his two students with a smile.

"Hongxiu, have you been a little too slack in your cultivation these years?"

"Why are you still a seventh-level venerable?"

"And you, Peipei, I remember that before you turned on [Tianxian], you were already a peak seventh-level venerable. How come you haven't broken through the eighth level yet?"

"Today is a time of great struggle, and one's own strength is the foundation for standing in the world. Even if I am not watching you, I can't be so lazy!"

The more Mr. Cui spoke, the expression on his face became more severe. By the time he said the last sentence, the smile on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by his eyes full of sternness.

Good guy, is this the first thing you say when we meet?

Lu Changsheng silently cursed in his heart. For some reason, Cui Hao's opening remarks reminded him of the feeling he had when he was a student and met his class teacher during the holidays.

Ghost Rabbit lowered his head in shame, and only dared to glance at the teacher secretly from the corner of his eye.

Zhong Peipei raised her lowered head and looked at Mr. Cui with surprise, "Teacher, you..."

"Don't you blame me?"

Cui Hao shook his head gently, passed Lu Changsheng, and came to Zhong Peipei, "The time in [Tianxian] is much longer than the outside world."

"There are some things that you can't figure out in a year or two, or in ten or twenty years."

"But after thinking about it for a hundred years, I can naturally figure it out."

Cui Hao gently rubbed Zhong Peipei's head, as if she was still the little girl who gathered around his feet, "I know what the difficulties you were unable to express back then were."

"You've been scolded a lot over the years, right?"

After listening to the teacher's words, Ghost Rabbit turned his head away with a guilty conscience.

If there is anyone who is most dissatisfied with Zhong Peipei, then Ghost Rabbit must be among the top three.

The tip of Zhong Peipei's nose was red. She suppressed her inner excitement and shook her head gently, "It doesn't matter. I can take criticism very well."

"Those who work with intelligence must keep their mouth shut. Don't let others see your cards until the last moment. This is what you taught me, teacher."

Cui Hao didn't say anything, but dragged his student forward slowly with some distress.

Guitu followed his senior sister and teacher like a student who had done something wrong.

Lu Changsheng grabbed Xia Lin who was about to follow him foolishly, "Let them have a good chat, they should... have a lot to say."

"That's the truth, I understand, but..."

"Boss Lu, Mr. Cui might talk about the truth of the loss of Fengdu City!"

"Aren't you curious?"

"I have asked Xiao Linzi countless times, and he always told me that it was a strategic mistake, and he is also trying to find a way to take it back."

"My ears are calloused from hearing it."

Xia Lin grabbed her double ponytails with some entanglement, twisted them between her fingers, and rolled the pink ponytails into a braid.

"You can imagine that she would rather bear the infamy of the whole Fengdu City and the misunderstanding of her junior sister than tell the secret."

"Today, what reason do you have to tell it?"

"Just because the misunderstanding is resolved, you can jump out and complain, and don't hesitate to reveal the secret that has been buried for many years?"

"I don't know Zhong Peipei as well as you, but you can think about it, is she that kind of person?"

Lu Changsheng looked at the three people in front of him who had walked away, then he let go of Xia Lin's hand, shrugged and said lightly.

"Pepei is indeed not that kind of person..."

"But..."

"I really want to know..."

Xia Lin muttered in great resentment.

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