He frowned and said with displeasure, "What are you doing here if you're not in the underworld?"
The yin energy emanating from him was so intense that it was beyond what a ghost in the mortal realm could cultivate.
The white-bearded old man thought to himself, "Didn't Nan Ke say that this ancient Pixiu is like a child, without any guile?"
How do we guard against him, like we're guarding against a thief? Just because he's not as good-looking as a peacock?
He said respectfully to Lu Mengmeng, "My lord, you have misunderstood."
I've come here to repay Song Yu's kindness.
I thought Lu Mengmeng might not know who Song Yu was.
He further explained, "Song Yu is the manager of the chicken slaughterhouse."
Just then, the factory manager, who had realized what was happening, also ran out with Lu Haotian.
The factory manager asked incredulously, "I'm asking you, aren't I?"
After escaping Lu Mengmeng's savage pursuit, the white-bearded old man immediately regained his dignified and otherworldly demeanor when he looked at the factory manager.
Do you remember when you were young, you rescued a white chicken in the mountains?
Seeing the factory manager's stunned expression, the white-bearded old man continued, "Yes, I am that chicken."
Lu Mengmeng asked the factory manager with a puzzled look on her face.
"Aren't you the one who kills chickens?"
Why would they let a chicken go?
Shouldn't he be beaten and executed immediately?
Factory manager: ...
How should he put it? The only time he ever saved a chicken in his life was because he was thinking of taking it back to the factory to slaughter it later.
When I left the chicken there for a short while and came back, it was gone.
Was he lucky to escape with his life by sheer coincidence?
The white-bearded old man, of course, had no idea what the factory manager was thinking, and continued to sigh.
"I am the mountain god of Jinji Mountain."
I made a mistake in the underworld back then, and Yama punished me by sending me to the human world to undergo tribulations.
If I survive, I can go back to Jinji Mountain and continue being the mountain god.
If I can't survive, then just send me to reincarnation.
"Thanks to Song Yu for saving me, I have the opportunity to repay his kindness today."
Upon hearing this, the factory manager quickly waved his hand.
He declined, saying, "I dare not accept such praise, I dare not accept such praise."
He really didn't intend to save him back then, but he made it all so serious.
If that old sage finds out one day, wouldn't he kill him?
After feeling self-satisfied, the white-bearded old man turned back to look at Lu Mengmeng, who wasn't even as tall as his thigh.
"I'm going back to the underworld soon."
However, Nan Ke and I are friends.
The bird soup at his birthday party last time was especially delicious.
The old man with the white beard felt his mouth water whenever he thought of that bird soup.
An 8000-year-old bird demon!
He had never tasted such a nourishing soup in his life!
Lu Haotian brought up the picture of the bone that Lord Pixiu had sent him last time.
It seems to have been sent by Nan Ke.
It seems this person is also a fan of superstition.
Lu Mengmeng stared intently at the white-bearded old man with her big eyes.
We'll wait and see what happens next. He's not coming here just to show off how delicious the soup he made is, is he?
The old man didn't disappoint him, continuing to stroke his beard and saying, "One should repay kindness tenfold."
The old man saw you this time to give you a reminder.
To resolve this matter, we need to look in the back mountains.
Don't waste your energy on those useless mortal cultivators; they can't control the other party.
Having said all that I had to say, I shall take my leave.
After saying this, he bowed to Lu Mengmeng and transformed into golden starlight, disappearing into the air.
Lu Haotian frowned.
The chicken seller isn't a ghost; is the plot still unresolved?
However, no one has died in the last two days.
Is there something else going on?
Lu Haotian felt that the Lu Group that his grandfather had given him was a hot potato.
There's something to do every day.
Helpless, they took Lu Mengmeng back to the sanatorium.
As soon as they entered the hall, they found everyone looking terrified and hurrying along.
He looked preoccupied.
Lu Haotian frowned in confusion and asked the absent-minded security guard at the door.
"What happened?"
The security guard was startled when the boss suddenly spoke to him.
He stammered, "Another...another person has died!"
Another person died after you left!
Lu Haotian's brows furrowed immediately.
Sure enough, the matter wasn't over.
"You lead the way, I'll go take a look."
When the group arrived at the corridor where the morgue was located, they saw a doctor standing at the door with his head down, silent, and with a particularly strange expression and posture.
The group of people stopped in their tracks.
These days, there have been so many paranormal events that the security guards are terrified.
But when I saw the woman in the white coat standing motionless at the entrance of the square, I almost fainted from fright.
A terrified scream: "Dr. Liu, what are you doing?!"
Upon hearing his shout, Dr. Liu felt as if all the pressure on his body had been lifted.
His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.
Tears, as big as beans, fell to the ground with a pattering sound.
She covered her mouth and sobbed.
"I thought I was going to die! Waaaaaah!"
Lu Haotian quickly ordered the security guards to restrain the person and asked with a frown, "What happened?"
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