The Demon Lord said he would not roll again

Jiang Zhao couldn't help but think of a sentence: One world, one rule.

This should be the rule of this world.

The original person has never seen a soul body in his memory, and he is certain that even the original person's father, Jiang Minglin, has never seen this. The ghosts can use the money they punch out with the money chisel. And the requiem music in the book in his hand did have an effect on Zhang Chunfu's soul.

These things are obviously useful, but they are not known to ordinary people. This is the real yin and yang.

Jiang Zhao decided that as long as nothing unexpected happened, he would pretend not to know the whole process.

"The second and third girls should arrive tomorrow. They left in such a hurry and didn't let them see each other for the last time. They will definitely cry to the old man when they come tomorrow, hey." Zhang Chunfu said again. Went outside and said, "Look who's here. Their night activity should be playing cards. I wonder who can win more points tonight."

Jiang Zhao: This old man is quite optimistic.

Funerals don't have to be done late at night. When Jiang Zhao stops at a certain time, people from the Zhang family will arrange a rest. People from the Zhang family will stay here to keep watch. He will start other processes tomorrow. .

"Ah Zhao needs to have a good rest before he can continue singing requiem for the old man tomorrow."

Jiang Zhao: If Jiang Ping could see it, she should be able to chat with Zhang Chunfu.

Early the next morning, the system's voice sounded: [Host, found. 】

Jiang Zhao's expression didn't change. He was waiting for the system to tell him whether he could find out whether it was possible or not. It was probably his guess.

It's not important anymore.

[Host, this is the rule of this world. The world of heaven and the underworld are completely separated. People in the underworld don't know that there really is an underworld, but some of the things they burn can be received by people in the underworld. People in the underworld know everything about the earth, but they have no way to tell them about it. They have no ability to affect the earth. ] The system explained, [Jiang Minglin just received some true inheritance. There are other similar inheritances in this world, but they themselves do not know that these can have an impact on the deceased. Therefore, not many of them have been preserved to this day. 】

[Like Jiang Minglin and your peers in this world, they have learned this trick that has been passed down, but they don’t know how useful it is, and they can’t even see it like you, the host. 】

Finally, the system added: [The host can see it because your soul is strong. An ordinary host will definitely not be able to see this, so the company has no hidden information for this world. 】

"Then as long as I pretend not to know, there will be no other problems."

The system said definitely: [Yes, the host can just pretend not to know. 】

Yesterday, the host performed very well. He was worthy of being a powerful Lord Demon. He was so outstanding.

Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, that's good.

Since it is the rules of this world itself, no one can blame it.

Sometimes it's not a good thing to have a strong soul. I learned this secret not long after I arrived.

On the third day, Zhang Chunfu was buried, and Jiang Zhao played the lead song along the way. He saw Zhang Chunfu walking behind the crowd. Everyone couldn't look back, and Zhang Chunfu couldn't look back either. Both sides walked very slowly.

"I almost forgot, it seems there is Tou Qi, and Tou Qi can come back."

"But the first seven will definitely not be able to see this boy A Zhao, and they will not be able to hear the requiem music."

Jiang Zhao: You old man, you better leave quickly.

He has been noisy to death for the past three days. He is beside him every day mumbling for requiem music. Who knows how hard he is pretending not to know?

Thinking that he would encounter such a situation every time he went to a funeral in the future, Jiang Zhao's eyes darkened.

He thought of Jiang Ping and must teach this disciple out as soon as possible.

On his way back to the village, Jiang Zhao met villagers who were building roads, including Jiang Chenghou. As soon as he saw Jiang Zhao, he walked over quickly, stared at Jiang Zhao and said in surprise: "Ah Zhao, you have become much fairer and tender after being away for a few days. It seems that you are hosting the Zhang family." Not bad.”

"Uncle A Zhao is really young."

"It's white."

"A Zhao's skin is better than that of a woman like me. Did the Zhang family serve her with ginseng fruit?"

Jiang Zhao: Just know, just know, if you don’t see these people for three days, they will notice changes in him.

Look, it's such a terrible thing for a farmer to have his skin turn white. Everyone wants to poke a hole in his body.

At this time, someone whispered: "I said that A Zhao is not old, he is still young in his thirties. Before, he had to raise children so that he could make money and run around everywhere. Now that he no longer has children, A Zhao is the only one in the family. , What you do is of course easy, and you can use all the delicious food and drink for yourself, so why don’t you take good care of it?”

"That's right."

When Jiang Zhao didn't hear the whisper, he explained with his usual expression: "It's better that everyone takes care of me so that I don't get much exposure to the sun recently."

Starting from tomorrow, he will get up every morning and sunbathe in the sun, trying not to make his skin so white.

Jiang Chenghou said at this time: "Actually, A Zhao was fair and tender when he was a child. It's normal for him to turn white since he hasn't been exposed to the sun for a while."

Neither Jiang Zhao nor the villagers were entangled in this matter. He greeted everyone before heading home.

Finally finishing the funeral, Jiang Zhao didn't stop when he got home. He tidied up the house and planned to arrange a place for the poultry and livestock.

In the next few days, Jiang Zhao's life was relatively peaceful.

Because the food at Zhang's house was quite good, he had not eaten the chicken that Jiang Ping had sent before. It had been frozen in the refrigerator and he took it out to eat today.

Originally, he was going to kill the chicken at home, but he couldn't eat chicken all the time, so the chicken's life was saved and he killed the rabbit instead.