What will happen if their child can't go to the underworld?
What can they do for the child? They can't just let the child become a wandering ghost.
They quickly looked at Mo Yan, hoping that this master could help them think of a solution.
"Master, what should we do now? How can we help our children? We can't let them be ruined like this!"
Their child already died under mysterious circumstances; this can't go on any longer!
They have to help the child!
Mo Yan glanced at He Xiaohua before speaking, "Xiaohua, would you like to become a soul guide? That way, the three of you can grow together, become partners, and go to work in the underworld together in the future."
He Xiaohua didn't expect her mother to suddenly call her. She thought for a moment, "She must be willing, right?"
After all, once she learned about the existence of ghosts, she couldn't just pretend she knew nothing and forget everything.
"I do."
Mo Yan only told them after seeing that her daughter had agreed.
"Now the three of them can become partners and become soul guides in the future. Their job is to help those who have just died to send them to the underworld. I will help them apply for the job."
I can start working in a couple of days.
Before that, they lived in my daughter's bamboo hair clip.
With a wave of her hand, Mo Yan produced a bamboo hair clip that appeared in He Xiaohua's hand.
Han Yu and Wei Xi also agreed; they were willing.
So Mo Yan created a bond between the three of them, making them partners from then on.
"You three stay here for now, I'll go and get your work done."
Mr. and Mrs. Han, you can't give anything away right now. Mr. Wei, wait for me to come back so I can take your son back to see your wife.
At the same time, you also need to thoroughly investigate what happened back then; it can't be that only three people know about it.
"If she did it, there will be traces."
Old Han and Old Wei naturally agreed; they were determined to investigate thoroughly, as they couldn't let their son die in vain.
Mo Yan disappeared before their eyes.
They were all stunned, looking at He Xiaohua in astonishment. "Little girl, your mother is amazing!"
He Xiaohua: "..." She just found out too.
"Yes, my mom is amazing," she said confidently... and she's also very decisive in her actions.
As soon as Mo Yan got downstairs, she saw her grandson and turned to run away.
"Oh dear, Grandma, whose grandson are you going to take care of?"
With a new grandson, the old ones don't matter at all anymore.
This is the child from the previous dimension, now he looks like a teenager, already a little Yama.
Mo Yan felt a little embarrassed. She could only smile and say, "Little one, what a coincidence, you're here too?"
The little boy snorted and walked over to his grandmother. "Grandma, why did you come here? Who did you come for?"
That tone was so sour; you could smell the vinegar from afar.
Mo Yan looked at Zai Zai awkwardly; she really hadn't expected it to be such a coincidence.
"Grandmother came this time thinking of finding someone for you to do the work. How about a soul guide?"
The little boy hummed in agreement, but he wanted to come and see for himself.
Mo Yan: "..."
"No need, this time it's not a grandson, it's a daughter."
Baby: "???"
Let's forget about it then. As long as they're not grandsons, it's fine. Besides, they've all agreed to call each other by their own names, and we're all good brothers.
"Forget it then. Grandmother, remember to have them read the employee handbook. Also, have them personally connect their phones to our underworld under my supervision. Should they use the old or the new Ghost Crying Stick they have?"
The old version was just a TV screen with a stick held by the Black and White Impermanence, plus some flying figures.
What it is now is a spiked club.
Mo Yan: "..."
"I prepared a bamboo pole for her. You can give her the other two as you see fit, either is fine."
The little one immediately became unhappy, grabbed his grandmother's hand, and burst into tears.
"Little one, you're going too far. You've become a little devil, and you're still making me cry. You used to be a prime minister, and now you're a little devil."
She just wouldn't say anything, her eyes were brimming with tears, she just wanted to cry.
"Grandma has a new daughter, so she doesn't need her grandson anymore."
Mo Yan really had no choice.
"Okay, here you go too."
A bamboo stick appeared in Mo Yan's hand. "Take this. Cultivate diligently. Come find me if you need anything in the future."
"Grandma just lies to children." They want to find it, but they'd have to be able to find it first.
They also need to cultivate diligently and undergo heavenly tribulations, while he became the Little Yama King of the Underworld and will never leave the Underworld again; he also has his own responsibilities.
They all cultivated through their own efforts, not by having their grandmother directly grant them cultivation. Ultimately, the path of cultivation depends on oneself; otherwise, it would be a disgrace to one's grandmother!
They also didn't want others to say that their grandmother had abused her power.
Therefore, each of them worked extremely hard, diligently cultivating themselves!
Mo Yan: "..."
Mo Yan roared inwardly, "You look like a child now, but you'll be an old man your whole life!!!"
However, this is my own child, so I can't scold him.
Mo Yan comforted the baby for a while before going back.
Seeing Mo Yan reappear, they all seemed much calmer.
Mo Yan took out two sticks, which looked like two bamboo poles with white stuff on them, and looked very childish.
And it's exactly the same as the one you do when you visit a grave.
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