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"Hey? Xiao Qian, why don't you go in and stand here?" The sudden voice broke the stalemate between the two. As soon as Yi Qian heard the voice, he quickly grabbed Lu Zhaoli and put his hat on him. .

"Mom, you came back early today." Yi Qian smiled nonchalantly, and pulled Lu Zhaoli away, like a villain who had been caught feeling guilty.

Although he hasn't decided whether to promise him or not, his mother must not let this matter know, otherwise he will definitely try to hinder him.

Seeing that something was wrong, Yi Rongrong stared at him and walked to the door. The strong smell of perfume wafted away. She took out the key in her bag and opened the door, "It's still early, it's already twelve o'clock."

In the past, when she came back at this time, Yi Qian would show him a bad face. Today, not only did she not express her opinion on this, but she also came home so late.

Just as Yi Qian was about to lead Lu Zhaoli into the door, Yi Rongrong slapped her hand on the wall with a "slap", blocking their way, staring closely at her son's eyes, and asked him, "Are you going to catch ghosts?"

"No!" Yi Qian had a ghost in his heart and quickly shook his head, but it was obviously not enough, Yi Rongrong didn't believe him.

Thinking of Lu Zhaoli behind him, Yi Qian quickly stretched out his index finger to "shh" on his lips, and said in a low voice, "Mom, how can there be ghosts in this world? I went to his house to review for him."

The latter sentence raised his voice, he pointed at Lu Zhaoli and winked at Yi Rongrong.

It was only then that Yi Rongrong remembered that there was another person beside him, but he kept his head down, and Yi Rongrong didn't recognize him.She didn't go home all night yesterday, so naturally she didn't know that Lu Zhaoli had changed.

Originally, it was just to try him, and as long as Yi Qian was safe and sound, she didn't mean to blame him.

Patting Yi Qian on the shoulder, Yi Rongrong yawned and said vaguely, "Come on, it's getting late, go to bed."

Then he waved his hand to Lu Zhaoli who was behind him with a smile: "That classmate, treat this place as your own home, don't play too late with Yi Qian! Auntie, go to bed first."

He didn't ask who he was, and the people his son brought back believed unconditionally, and he didn't show any impatience. The people his son brought back were all delicious.

Yi Rongrong went to take a shower after changing her shoes.

When the two returned to the hut, Yi Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Lu Zhaoli, "Don't let my mother know about the two of us." After finishing speaking, he felt that the words were a bit ambiguous, and added an explanation bluntly: "You hired me as a ghost messenger."

Lu Zhaoli folded his arms in front of his chest, showing a confident smile, "So you agree?"

After a little hesitation, Yi Qian licked the corner of his lips. In fact, he really wanted to help Lu Zhaoli send all the living souls to the underworld, not for money, but because he didn't want to waste his ability.If he can help more people, he is certainly happy to see it.

It's just that the college entrance examination is approaching, and he is still in the volleyball club. It is too heavy a burden for him to focus on three tasks.

"That..." Yi Qian scratched his head, "It's an inappropriate question, how many people does the ghost messenger send to the underworld a day?"

Knowing that the winning ticket is in his hands, Lu Zhaoli pulled out a stool and sat on it, thought for a while and said, "On average, there are six or seven people in Kunwei District 32 every day."

"So many?" Yi Qian was surprised, "They all died in different places. It would be troublesome for me to go one by one. It's not the first time you are in the third year of high school..."

"You don't have to watch him die at that time. The ghost messenger has a soul disk, which can guide you to the location of your soul. Your world's technology is developing so fast, and the underworld is not idle. For specific functions, see GPS. With this, you didn't It’s okay to find a way to lock the soul, just go again when you have time.”

After listening to Lu Zhaoli's explanation, Yi Qian felt relieved to some extent. Although it was indeed time-consuming, it was within an acceptable range.

And... six or seven people a day, that is, six to seventy thousand a day... six to seven million in ten days...

"Do you have that much money?"

Lu Zhaoli looked at his starry eyes and shook his head firmly.

"I don't have that much money for you, why don't you do it?" Although the tone of the question was rhetorical, as if he had killed him, but if it was a different person, it might really be hard to get off.

Fortunately, Yi Qian is a person who rides a tiger easily but never gets off.

He stood up and passed his hand in front of Lu Zhaoli, "Deal."

Lu Zhaoli also stretched out his hand, squeezed it hard, pulled him in front of him, and said jokingly: "Don't worry, I have food and drink, and you are indispensable to take care of it!"

"Also, when you work in the future, you should call me Sir."

Yi Qian shook off his hand and straightened his collar, "Don't make any moves in the future."

Lu Zhaoli was taken aback for a moment, and stubbornly went over and put his hand on his shoulder. Although it was a bit awkward, he still held him tightly and said, "What's wrong? Don't you all do this to show that you have a good relationship? Brothers are good, brothers will live forever. Get up and go, you are the wind and I am the sand—"

"It's all crazy." Yi Qian frowned, quite speechless to him, and began to regret his decision just now.

"When you get well tomorrow, hurry back to your house."

Yi Qian left behind these words and opened the door to go out.

By the time Lu Zhaoli was already lying on the bed and sound asleep, Yi Qian was still studying on the desk. There were 38 sets of thick real exam questions for the college entrance examination. In fact, he would be bored if he did too much.

Watching a question meeting, watching a question meeting, and not finding a problem after doing it for a long time, this kind of annoyance.

In the past, he often thought, why do I, a rare race with yin and yang eyes, have to do such an ordinary thing as the college entrance examination?

Saving the world is so personal.

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As usual, he woke up at 05:30. Yi Qian turned over and saw Lu Zhaoli hanging half of his body without falling off. He was still sleeping soundly, with a smile on his mouth, probably having a sweet dream .

Looking at him like this, who would believe that he is the Lord of Hades?

Yi Qian got up and changed, feeling inexplicably good.Lu Zhaoli said that he would recover in the afternoon, a day earlier than expected. He said that he couldn't explain this "punishment". It was similar to a mechanism set up in their gods. If they violated it, they would be deprived of their divine power. .

Although he couldn't explain it clearly, Yi Qian felt that it was really awesome. This was probably the so-called way of heaven.

So he asked for half a day off in the morning.

This time before Yi Qian went to school, he checked his schoolbag again to make sure that he had brought everything with him, and then he turned around and went out. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhaoli stopped him.

"You don't need to ride your bicycle anymore, someone will pick you up."

Yi Qian ran downstairs dubiously, and found that the driver uncle he had met before was leaning against the car and waiting for someone.

He has never been in such an expensive luxury car, which is what Lu Zhaoli called "Xiaofa".

"Here we come!" The uncle driver was very enthusiastic, opened the car door for him, with a kind smile on his face, "Xiao Li asked me to take you to class."

Yi Qian was a little flattered, and bent over to thank him, "That's troublesome uncle."

"You're welcome!" The driver uncle closed the car door, walked around from the front, opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, "You are just like Xiao Li, just call me Uncle Wang!"

With a kick of the accelerator, the car has already driven out.

Uncle Wang seemed to be a very talkative person, he couldn't keep his mouth shut, and chatted with him all the way, all about Lu Zhaoli.

"Our young master is notoriously eccentric. I didn't expect to make such a good friend as you. He was so good that he didn't even go home."

Yi Qian listened absent-mindedly, and promised a few times from time to time.

"I've been away for two days, our second and third young masters have asked me a thousand and eight hundred times, so I'm thinking about it."

Yi Qian looked out the window, and felt strange when he heard this sentence. He remembered that the teacher in charge said that Lu Zhaoli was the adopted son of the Lu family.He was very afraid of complicated family relationships, so he took the initiative to bring the Lu family into a wealthy family like in TV dramas.

"He has a younger brother..." Yi Qian said in a seemingly unintentional manner, and continued to look out of the window, but his ears stretched out, waiting for Uncle Wang's next words.

"Yes, they are still twins. They were bought when they were young, but they listened to our young master very much. Although they are not biological brothers, they have a very good relationship."

"Isn't it your own?" Yi Qian still looked out the window.

"You don't know?" Uncle Wang looked a little surprised, "I thought the whole world knew about it."

"It's not something that is hidden. At the beginning, the wife and the chairman had no children for many years. Although it was regrettable, it was understandable. They adopted Xiao Li who was still in his infancy. I didn't expect to bring those two children the next year. A living ancestor..."

"Stop!" Uncle Wang was interrupted by a loud shout that was caught off guard. Uncle Wang was also a veteran, so he pulled over and stopped the car neatly. He turned his head and saw Yi Qian looking at the park outside the car window.

"Uncle Wang! I still have something to do. You can just send it here. You can reach the school in a few steps. I can walk there by myself! Goodbye, Uncle Wang!" There is no chance of saving.

Yi Qian no longer cared about the uncle driver, jumped over the ornamental green plants in the park, and ran all the way to a bench. He looked at the illusory and weak shadow in the corner.

"Luo Hui? How did you become like this?