Chu Mu felt something was wrong.
Fan Ji is the main god who controls the plane, and he can indeed control all plot lines.
But... even though Chu Mu was not familiar with Fan Ji, he knew that this Lord God was a compassionate Buddhist.
The Buddhist disciple Fan Ji would never say something like "I am the master".
When he was in the Universe Quick Travel Bureau, his boss secretly gossiped to him, saying that Fan Ji would celebrate a person's birthday according to the time of the Earth plane, and this lasted for hundreds of years.
"Hey, how did he celebrate that person's birthday?" Chu Mu was really curious at that time.
The Earth plane, as one of the six thousand worlds, is just a script of the Quick Travel Administration.
What the people on Earth call the cycle of life and death is completely controlled by the Quick Travel Bureau.
For example, the character Chu Mu will be set to die after completing his story.
After death, most of the spirit bodies will have their memories cleared and will be re-involved in other characters to complete a new round of plot.
Similar to reincarnation.
People like Chu Mu, whose obsession is so deep that even the center of the plane cannot eliminate it, will pass numerous tests and become staff members of the Quick Travel Bureau.
After completing the KPI of the Quick Transmigration Bureau, the Lord God will personally send them back to the life in which they were most obsessed.
But Chu Mu's situation is unique in the whole situation.
After he entered the fast-forward game, his obsession could not be eliminated, but all his memories were gone.
In short, his spiritual body could not be put back into use, but he was completely blank as to what he was obsessed with...
"Hey, Xiao Mu, are you still listening?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and steady, consistent with Chu Mu's impression of the Lord God.
"Perhaps it's the influence of the plane crossing that's causing me to become particularly attentive to Xiao Bing. Even for Fan Ji, a slight change in his personality is understandable."
Chu Mu was thinking in his mind and didn't notice that the person on the other end of the phone also stopped.
"Um...what should I call you?" Chu Mu couldn't help but ask.
"Call me Ajie."
"Okay," Chu Musong breathed. He didn't want to be in the plot plane and still be like a middle school student and call "Lord God". "Then I'll leave it to you."
"Please, between you and me, is too distant." Ajie laughed softly and warmly. "Just get ready. I can start right away... But, can you come and see me when you're done? I'm afraid my divine power will run out and I'll be out of service."
After hearing this, Chu Mu felt a little embarrassed: "Okay, sure, send me the address and I'll go over as soon as it's over."
"It's a deal," Ajie said like a child who had gotten candy, "I'll wait for you."
"Bye." Chu Mu smiled stiffly and pressed the hang-up button.
"Chu Chu..." Xiao Wu's soft voice sounded from behind, "Who are you talking to on the phone?"
Chu Mu walked forward and picked her up: "How about I perform a magic trick for you?"
"What?"
"Come on, follow uncle's countdown, 5, 4, 3..."
Before he could count to 1, a feeling of weightlessness engulfed him.
After an indescribable feeling, the scene in front of Chu Mu turned into a hotel lobby.
On the suitcase next to it was a little Teddy bear taking a nap.
Xiao Bing was just one step away. He seemed a little out of shape, with a brief look of confusion in his eyes.
Chu Mu waved his hand in front of him: "Xiao Bing, what's wrong with you?"
"No," Xiao Bing came back to his senses, "You——"
He always felt that the conversation between the two of them was not supposed to be like this.
But if not, what would it be like?
Xiao Bing couldn't say it again.
Chu Mu took his hand and was about to leave: "The room is no longer needed. Let's send the child back first, and then you accompany me to a place."
Seeing that he was very anxious, Xiao Bing simply skipped the questioning session and followed Chu Mu's instructions.
I only have less than two hours. The Xiao family and the detention center are located east and west, respectively. It's too late to run back and forth. I might as well just send them to my house first. They're both in the same direction anyway.
Chu Mu was about to speak when he found that Xiao Bing had turned the car around and headed towards the Chu family.
"Huh? How did you know I was going to send them to the Chu family?"
"I guessed." Xiao Bing's expression remained calm. "I found that you and I seem to have telepathy. Maybe we were lovers in our past life."
[Hehe, my lover in my previous life was a eunuch. Xiaobaicai, are you sure you want to establish this relationship?]
Xiao Bing's expression changed slightly.
He glanced at Chu Mu out of the corner of his eye, as if secretly wondering whether this man was joking or stating the fact.
Chu Mu has been sending WeChat messages to someone, and occasionally he would add a few vivid emoticons.
Xiao Bing endured it again and again, and finally after giving the five sleepy little ghosts to the equally sleepy Chu Haoran, he asked casually:
"Brother Chu, who are you talking to? Is it because of him that you suddenly changed your plans?"
"No," Chu Mu sent another funny picture to Ajie, "A friend of mine was not feeling well, and I was afraid he would faint, so I deliberately chatted with him."
Xiao Bing said "Oh", but actually didn't understand anything.
"Where are we going now?"
"Panjinshan Detention Center." Chu Mu replied casually, "To rescue a misguided teenager."
Fu Yun was being held in Panjinshan Detention Center on suspicion of intentional injury.
"Fu Yun?"
"Yes." Chu Mu confirmed Xiao Bing's guess.
Xiao Bing frowned in disagreement: "Why save him?"
Chu Mu watched the conflict between Fu Jun and Qiao Qiao in his own consciousness space, but Xiao Bing didn't know.
His biggest impression of Fu Jun now was that Chu Mu had once complained in his heart that the other party was a traitor.
Fu Jun even wanted to do something despicable to Chu Mu.
Just based on this point, he is actually a dead man in Xiao Bing's eyes.
[Alas, I don't want to save him either. I'm not the Holy Father, and I'd find it disgusting to save him! But there's no other way. If I don't save him, I'll be killed... So I'll save him if necessary.]
Chu Muxin was complaining, but her words were very righteous: "Because I am a messenger of peace, I am a symbol of love. I decided to use my sincerity to influence him. God, bless me!"
Xiao Bing: If I couldn't hear your inner voice, I would definitely think you were a moron.
His expression was clearly one of disbelief. Chu Mu scratched his head and added unnecessarily:
"Okay, to be honest, I actually have obsessive-compulsive disorder. When I see a big idiot, I want to help him cure it."
Xiao Bing: ...
Beep beep.
The message prompt bar popped up again, and the sender was still Ajie: "I feel like I'm about to die, so sleepy... How about you send me a selfie, something funny."
This really embarrassed Chu Mu: "Xiao Bing, what kind of funny photos can make people look energetic?"
"I'll do it." Xiao Bing stepped on the brakes. "We'll be at the detention center soon. You probably won't have time to reply to his WeChat messages after that, right? I'll help you solve this problem all at once."
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