Chapter 122: Sweet Little Mouth
The strange expression of Lianshan Jing surprised Helan Zhen.
Even if the netherworld is indeed extraordinary, the emperor will not react like this, will she?
She could not help but shout, "Your Majesty!?"
Two calls in a row brought Lianshan Jing back to her mind.
"Oh? Oh… Where were we just now?" Lianshan Jing sorted out her expression and recovered her composure. "Go on."
"…" Helan Zhen was a little speechless, but the character of the emperor was special, and it was not surprising that she occasionally did amazing things.
She could only sigh and continue, "The netherworld created by the Wolf God is by no means an unusual small world."
"Its vast territory and special internal rules can't be built overnight. Moreover, the existence of the reincarnation path has unpredictable powers."
"If we can exploit and use it, maybe…"
Helan Zhen didn't continue because it was difficult to say.
Lianshan Jing didn't avoid it and directly answered. "You just wanted to say that if this reincarnation path can be opened to all people in the world, there will be no soul disease in the future?"
"What are you worried about? The Wolf God is not a mean person. What's the harm even if you say it?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLianshan Jing said, "And why does the wolf god suddenly want to take you to see the netherworld? It really just happens to happen? Oh…"
Lianshan Jing smiled and said, "I've been with the Wolf God for some time, and I know him a little."
"Although this guy is noble and upright, he is sometimes as childish as an urchin."
"His netherworld is so strange. If it is only used to deal with enemies, why should it be so complicated?"
"In addition, all the special features of the netherworld are of great benefit to the soul of the dead… Why does he bother to make so many fancy things?"
Lianshan Jing raised a finger, shook it, and said, "You are not the only one who wants to cure the Soul-Diffusion. Someone had wanted to change all these many years ago, so this strange ghost world came into being."
"The reason why he took you to play in the netherworld was just to show me that he has a way to solve Soul-Diffusion through your mouth."
Lianshan Jing said with a smile, "This guy… Even if he wants to change the world in his heart, he still wants us to please him. Isn't he childish?"
Helan Zhen was speechless, but she murmured in her heart that you are naive too that you can understand his way of thinking.
Of course, she only dared to complain in her heart.
She thought for a moment and said, "Let's go directly to the Wolf God. Maybe the Wolf God will agree to our request?"
Lianshan Jing thought for a moment, but shook her head and sighed.
"It's not that easy… The Wolf God didn't speak out, and he must have his concerns."
"Since he said that the netherworld can only enter and cannot exit, it means that to build this reincarnation system, someone must maintain order in the human world and guide souls into the netherworld."
"But there are many dead people in the world. To maintain this order, we need a lot of manpower and material resources… Where can we find the manpower?"
"Whether this responsibility is entrusted to the Fire God Temple in each city, or open another institution of power, the Fire Pass Country needs to make great changes."
"If this matter is handled carelessly, it may even shake the nation and the people's livelihood. I can't make a decision easily."
"Well, you can continue to stay in Fushan city to entertain the Wolf God. I will go back to have a good chat with those old men."
"This matter must be discussed internally and a result must be set before we can go to the Wolf God for negotiation."
Lianshan Jing said, standing up directly, said, "Convincing the Wolf God is up to you. You must not let him get away."
Helan Zhen hesitated - if the Wolf God really wants to leave, can I stop him?
Lianshan Jing also realized that her request was a bit outrageous, so she smiled and said, "OK, OK, just do your best. If the Wolf God wants to leave, you should try your best to detain him. If you can't detain him, you should also find a way to ask where the Wolf God is going next, so that I can come to find him in the future… Is that difficult?"
Helan Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, saluted solemnly and said, "Helan Zhen understands."
"OK, then I'll leave." after opening the door, the red-haired woman walked directly to the shadow and disappeared in Helan Zhen's vision.
In the small courtyard, only the faint echo of the emperor sounded.
"I'll leave Fushan city to you. I can rest assured."
Hearing this, Helan Zhen at the door couldn't help rolling her eyes and feeling powerless in her heart.
No matter how many times she faces the emperor, she still felt helpless to her character…
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the early hours of the night, the red-haired woman marched toward the capital of the country at an extremely fast pace, leaving Fushan city behind.
In the small courtyard behind the Fire God Temple, Lu Heng, who didn't know that Lianshan Jing had come, still sat in the courtyard, quietly flipping through the bamboo slips in his hands and deducing the cultivation skills recorded in them.
On the bank of the torrential river, the people of the Wu clan, dressed in filial piety clothes, knelt down on the Bank of the river in turn to cry and send the old man's soul off.
However, the old man Wu whom they cried for was now lying in the small courtyard room behind the Fire God Temple, thinking about the Wu clan, with pain and regret in his eyes.
At the Wu clan's mansion, the two brothers, who had just returned from the riverside, were angrily scolding each other. In the noisy room, a cold-faced middle-aged woman finally kicked the door and walked in, frightening the two people who were scolding each other.
"Second… Second sister…"
"No, second sister… I'm not…"
In the two brothers pleas for mercy, the noise of the Wu clan's mansion was temporarily quiet.
But when the servants and the people looked at each other in amazement, they didn't know how long this silence could last and which side they would stand on next.
Outside Fushan City, two figures came in the night.
Walking ahead to lead the way was a burly man named Zhang Da who followed the second young master of the Wu clan.
He was leading a horse, and on its back sat a graceful and slender figure.
If Lu Heng were here, he would surely feel this figure familiar.
"Hee hee… Is this Fushan city?"
The figure on the horse smiled softly and said, "Although I have passed by several times, I dare not enter at will if you don't guide me."
Zhang Da, who led the horse, said with a smile, "Grandma, don't be joking. Even that Wuzhu Helan Zhen dares not be presumptuous in front of you. It's your kindness that you didn't kill the Wizards in the city in the past. They should thank you."
"Hee hee…" the figure on the horse's back chuckled and nodded with satisfaction. "Sweet little mouth. Good, your grandma likes to hear it."