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Although Zhao Song was trying his best to restrain his emotions, his loud voice still attracted the attention of other students.

No one dared to sit in Wu Ting's original position, only her ex-"boyfriend" was still sitting there. After hearing these explosive words, she suddenly turned her head to look at Jingchen.

Jingchen wiped his face with his hand, but he didn't see the numbness just now, and smiled naturally, "He just admitted the wrong person and talked about other people's affairs."

Seeing that people stopped staring at him with strange eyes, and after believing it, she turned back and continued talking with her classmates, Jingchen was slightly relieved in her heart.

I called people to the rooftop on the top floor of the school. It is relatively quiet here and it is also very suitable for talking.

"Are you sure you didn't see the wrong person?" Jingchen himself didn't believe it, so there was such an explanation just now, after all, he is not good at lying.

High white guardrails are surrounded around the roof to prevent students from accidentally falling, but this does not affect the pleasant sunlight and the breeze.

The expression on Zhao Song's face was also a bit complicated. If he was speaking from a selfish point of view, he definitely didn't want to explain what happened last night so clearly.

There are various factors involved in this...

He could only tell the other party every detail of what he saw, "I swear! I really didn't read it wrong last night." When he spoke, his hands were still beating on his heart, and he was always a fool. Rarely serious.

Jingchen didn't speak for a long time after listening, his lips opened and closed several times, but what was brewing was something that happened in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

In this way, he tried to convince Zhao Song that it was impossible for Di Gong to fall in love with someone.

Sure enough, because of his words, Zhao Song also started to think and talk to himself.

"No wonder it's so strong... I've lived for tens of thousands of years..."

"The eldest son of the Heavenly Emperor who used to be in charge of the water god..."

"It shouldn't be. If it is really a god, then why is there no trace of the god of water and god of fire now? Why should there be offerings, and folklore should be left behind."

Zhao Song still doesn't understand his own feelings, he has lost love in a ignorant way, and still faces such a powerful rival in love.That's why my heart is sore and astringent, which is worse than eating raw persimmons.

But after that, reason made him notice something strange.

Jingchen smiled lightly, and was not surprised by Zhao Song's confusion, "I was also very surprised about this at first, so I checked it out, but these traces that should have been left behind are indeed not left at all."

He paused, his eyes fell on a pool of water on the roof floor, "It seems to have been obliterated, except for these two who didn't leave any clues, and even the other gods didn't leave much information."

It's like a world without gods.

He even began to think about why he ignored this point before he entered the game... It was probably the result of studying Buddhism and not caring about worldly affairs.

In the eyes of everyone, gods do not exist, so it is not surprising that the ancient books recording the gods, the Taoist temples enshrining the gods, the legends that have been passed down by word of mouth, etc., are slowly disappearing.

Although Buddhism has temples all over the country, in fact there are not many sincere believers, and it is not only Mufo Temple that has declined.

Zhao Song then looked at the muddy pool of water. Under the sunlight, the water was evaporating at a speed invisible to the naked eye, perhaps it was the trace left by the rain last night.

He thought of Di Gong's appearance when he passed him by with his arms in his arms, and then thought of the identity of the other party, and couldn't help shivering: "This is so strange, I am getting more and more confused. It makes me even more confused What’s more—then teacher, no, is Di Gong also a ghost?”

Jingchen found it interesting, and chuckled softly: "The soul has already transcended the three realms, and it is even more impossible to enter the underworld and enter reincarnation. Generally speaking, it is immortal."

Because of the other party's words, he thought of the respectful and evasive style of many Bodhisattvas in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

Wouldn't the hell have to cry out to Di Gong not to go there for a god that even Buddhists would fear?

Thinking from Di Gong's point of view, how lonely it must be if you can't feel the temperature, taste any taste, or even lose the sense of pain.

Even if Di Gong didn't say anything, he still wanted to help get his body back, and only hoped that Di Gong could live happily and smile more.

It's like... the pure smile in the illusion that doesn't contain any irony or coldness.

"He won't have the desire for love. If he does, it's probably an illusion caused by being alone for too long."

Jingchen is very rational, it is by nature, he likes to judge things from the perspective of a bystander, because the authorities are obsessed.

He didn't think he would become an important person in the hearts of the gods, let alone a god who was no longer clear.

Zhao Song disagreed extremely in his heart, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Humph, but he kissed you obviously, and the kiss was not somewhere else... It was the mouth! At that time, the look in his eyes seemed to want to eat you up." A mage is a monk who has been a monk for too long and doesn’t know anything about it.”

One thing he said was wrong, Jingchen didn't stay as a monk for too long, but was always a monk.

He quickened his pace to catch up, and Jing Chen had already walked a long distance away, only the white and delicate back of his neck could be seen from a distance.

Jingchen didn't suspect that Zhao Song was lying, he only did it when Di Gong had other reasons for it.

It's just that when I looked at Di Gong's face in class, what Zhao Song said spontaneously emerged in my mind.

Touch your small mole lightly with the tip of your index finger.

Why is it?

Zhao Song was more active than Jing Chen in completing the task, and he began to collect clues about the ghost baby that had slipped away.

Jingchen was also looking for it in his own way, but unfortunately, there were no traces.

"He should be hiding." Jingchen concluded after finishing the activities of the Buddhist society.

Zhao Song held a bottle of milk in his hand, drank it with a straw in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I think it must be because he is too weak to hide. Or has he been eaten by other spirits? This is also impossible, if he has disappeared, and our mission should be completed."

He drank a carton of milk in just two sips, and he licked his lips with some unfinished content.

"It can only be like this. If you hide, without someone who is attractive enough to him, there is a high probability that you will not be able to lure him out." Jing Chen recalled the previous two experiences and had to admit Guiying's cunning. The appearance is so "young".

"However, according to his usual tricks, it is very likely that he will hide in someone's stomach." Jingchen said lightly.

There are so many people in the school, it is not easy to find out, but there is a way after all, there will always be a day when the show is revealed.

He raised his head from his own contemplation, raised his eyebrows slightly, "You don't have books in this bag, do you, so many snacks?"