42.

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date="2020-10-10"

title="42."

weight="96137"

series = ["Grim Reaper Makes His C-Debut"]

mode = "manual"

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Thunder and lightning outside the apartment, and heavy rain.

The wind was blowing and the rain was pounding on the glass, making the corridor quieter and quieter.

Looking at Lu Xu's water stains, Ji Xiunian couldn't help but wonder where he went.

There was thunder and lightning behind Lu Xu, perhaps because he had just returned from outside and still carried a chill on his body. Lightning pierced through the sky and exploded out of the glass window behind him, and his subtle expression was a little unclear in the backlight, but it added a bit of mystery.

Since the show was recorded, Lu Xu that Ji Xiunian has seen is basically wearing a light-colored uniform sportswear, but now he suddenly changed into a large black jacket with completely different temperament.

Just when Ji Xiunian felt something different in Lu Xu today, the clothes on the other's chest suddenly squirmed, and then a small furry head emerged from the center.

"Meow..." The eighth sister was very happy when she saw Ji Xiunian, her round eyes were shining, and her pupils were as bright as she was wearing cosmetic contact lenses.

It's really hard to resist the milky kitten or something.

Ji Xiunian naturally put his finger between Bamei’s nose, and Bamei first leaned forward and smelled Ji Xiunian’s fingers, and then rubbed his head.

There was dirt on its paws, and it was clear before Lu Xu explained Ji Xiunian: "So the eighth sister slipped out?"

"Yes."

It's true that Bamei went out, but she took it out by herself.

Lu Xu looked at the corner of Bamei's mouth with a smile, obviously in a good mood.

Facing Ji Xiunian's question, he didn't give more explanations, but made vague remarks as default. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the bag in Ji Xiunian's hand. Lu Xu asked casually, "Brother Nian, is this?"

You can clearly see through the cracks that they are wearing their game clothes, and I don't know what Ji Xiunian is doing with these clothes so late.

When he noticed his sight, Ji Xiunian was rather guilty, like a kid who was caught on the spot for doing bad things.

But seeing Lu Xu calm down, he relaxed again: "I want to burn them..."

What Ji Xiunian said in his mouth was definitely f4.

Thinking of the outdated clothes on f4, Lu Xu instantly understood what Ji Xiunian meant. He knew that Ji Xiunian helped F4 score, but he didn't expect his heart to be so soft, even considering what they wear.

"I'm interested." Lu Xu looked at Ji Xiunian, his eyes softened a lot, "Can I go with you?"

Ji Xiunian wanted to say no, but when he met Lu Xu's serious face, he suddenly felt that it would be nice to have someone with him.

"Let's go."

He was carrying his clothes, Lu Xu holding his eighth sister, and the two went downstairs one after another, and turned out from the west gate on the first floor.

The door was specially reserved by Fan Zeng for Ji Xiunian, and his decision to burn the clothes was obviously closed.

The two squeezed out from the west gate and walked along the corridor to the pavilion not far away.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the water on the ground around the pavilion has no time to seep down and gather together to form a stream and flow out.

Ji Xiunian didn't know where to get a burning paper bucket, took the clothes out and put them in, ready to set fire.

It's just that Fan Zeng asked the office to find the lighter. The windproofness of a one dollar lighter is naturally not much better. Ji Xiunian tried to press the lighter several times, but the wind outside was so strong that a small spark would be blown out immediately.

"..."

It was also at this time that he realized that this simply didn't work.

It's just that indoor burning is a safety hazard, and Ji Xiunian can't do such a thing.

Several attempts to fire the fire to no avail, Ji Xiunian was a little embarrassed: "Maybe we have to change the place..."

"Brother Nian, you help me hug Bamei." Lu Xu stuffed Bamei to Ji Xiunian, took the lighter and squatted in front of the burning paper bucket. The wind is so strong, the lighter is like a display. Lu Xu blocked Ji Xiunian's vision with his body, twisting his fingers lightly and the flames appeared.

It's strange to say that the clothes that I didn't wear just now suddenly seemed to fall into flames and burned.

The prepared combustion aid was useless for an instant. Looking at Lu Xu's background, Ji Xiunian couldn't help but exaggerate: "You are still great."

Lu Xu stood up and shrugged, not feeling that this was a big deal.

The flames swallowed the clothes little by little, and the more intense the burning, the shorter the existence time.

Seeing that the fire light gradually weakened, Ji Xiunian seemed to think of something, and took a piece of paper from his pocket and put it in.

Lu Xu could see clearly that the name of Ji Xiunian was written in black and white, and it also carried the words "to Dai Zijin".

Seeing Lu Xu's gaze fall on his signature, Ji Xiunian was inexplicably ashamed, and explained: "He said he is my fan...",

I vaguely remember that first meeting, four ghosts vying to sit and introduce themselves.

When the fair and shy boy looked at him, his eyes lit up: "Brother Nian, can you give me your autograph..."

Lu Xu didn't expect Ji Xiunian to remember this little thing. Looking at the eighth sister who was obediently lying in his arms, I only thought that Ji Xiunian was really gentle.

Despite the wind and rain around him, Ji Xiunian didn't feel the slightest impatience on his face.

After the clothes were burned, the two cleaned the scene, and then returned to the apartment simultaneously.

Upstairs is Lu Xu's dormitory.

"It's getting late, Brother Nian, take your rest earlier." Lu Xu whispered goodbye to Ji Xiunian, but he reached out and pushed the door without pushing. Until he took out the key and didn't open it, Lu Xu realized that the door was locked from inside.

Lu Xu took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the dormitory group and no one responded. The three who wanted to come were already asleep.

Ji Xiunian had already walked out for two steps, but couldn't help turning back when he saw this: "What's the matter?"

"It's probably because I came back too late and the three of them slept first." Like they have the habit of locking the door, it is possible to forget that he is not there when confused.

"Then what do you do now, call?"

Lu Xu glanced at the time and shook his head: "It's too late, and I won't bother them when they are tired for a day. Anyway, I can have breakfast in another five or six hours. If it doesn't work, I will go to the dance studio to rest... .."

Lu Xu himself didn't think it was a big deal, but Ji Xiunian didn't agree with it.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Lu Xu's rain-stained hair. Ji Xiunian hesitated for a moment, and finally sent an invitation to him: "You can go to my place to sleep tonight. You must rest during the game."

Ji Xiunian is used to living alone, this is the first time he has invited others to his room.

I just thought of my nightmare as soon as I finished speaking, and I couldn't help but hesitate. Those nightmare times that are secret and depressing to him seem to not invite others to enter.

However, just as he was thinking about how to solve this matter, the young man in front of him smiled brightly and readily responded, "Then I will disturb Brother Nian tonight with my eight sisters!"

Ji Xiunian saw the boy holding the cat walking in front, everything seemed to be done, and he could only bite the bullet and follow.

***

At the scene of a car accident on the Panshan Highway, a man in a black robe is checking the scene.

As a member of the Southwest Ministry of death, Peng Hanfei has always been in charge of this film. Hearing that there was a car accident on Panshan Highway, he came here almost immediately.

The driver was okay but fainted, but Lai Chengshan sitting in the back row had been cold for a long time, and Lu Xu had already kicked his soul into Huangquan Road.

Being cut off in his own territory, Peng Hanfei was naturally a little angry, and immediately sent a message to the Reaper dispatching headquarters, telling him that Lu Xu had crossed the border and received his head.

In the Ministry of death, there is a convention commonly known as the rule that the divisions will not interfere with each other.

Several branches compete with each other and supervise each other to maximize the stability of the mortality rate.

For example, although the eastern part where Lu Xu is located and the southwestern part where Peng Hanfei is located are the biggest competitors, they have always been well watered.

However, Peng Hanfei couldn't bear it this time Lu Xu came to their site and closed the head.

Peng Hanfei wanted to use vicious incompetence as a reason to report Lu Xu's cross-border, but he didn't expect that the headquarters would issue them a penalty form instead.

"It has been investigated that Lai Chengshan has lived in Xicheng for many years, and belongs to the Ministry of death in the southwestern area. However, your department has been unclear and even the illegal immigrants have been stranded for 20 years, causing two accidents that led to casualties. In view of the serious consequences. , The Southwest Ministry of death is given a warning as a warning..."

This penalty sheet was announced, and everyone in the Ministry of death knew that the Southwest Ministry of death had stabbed the basket.

Some sighed with emotion, and some gloated. In short, their department was ashamed of this stranded incident.

Peng Hanfei was angry, and immediately wanted to find Lu Xu theory——

[Ss-Peng Hanfei: Does this person only see performance? If he finds out that the smugglers tell us as soon as possible, the Lai Chengshan incident will be dealt with by us, and it will not evolve into the situation it is today! 】

There are many voices echoing him in the southwest group——

[Yeah, yeah, he wanted to show the limelight by himself, and he embarrassed us, really angry]

[When you see him go to the draft, you should know that this person cares more about fame and fortune. As a god of death, he does not give others a funeral and is busy making his own debut. The whole world has become his show.]

[More than that, didn't he also mark a few achievements? It's obviously our list, why is it all booked by him? 】

...

Just when they were so wronged, the Minister of the Southwest Ministry of death airborne the WeChat group——

[Ss-Minister of the Southwest Ministry of death: Are you still interested in talking about Lu Xu here? Lai Chengshan has lived in Xicheng for more than 20 years, have you discovered it? Where were you when he asked someone for his life? As long as you work more seriously, if you solve the stowaway before Lu Xu comes, there will be no such thing today! We are embarrassed this time, shouldn't you take this opportunity to reflect on yourself? 】

The minister is right.

As long as they fix Lai Chengshan before Lu Xu, there will be no chance for that kid.

But even so, Peng Hanfei still feels that Lu Xu is not doing this thing authentically.

Peng Hanfei has been criticized the worst, and naturally he has the deepest resentment for Lu Xu.

He glanced at the corpse of Lai Chengshan, turned away with disgust on his face——

The two departments themselves are in a competitive relationship. It is normal for Lu Xu not to save face for them this time. Then if he finds something wrong in the east, reporting to the headquarters should also be a normal operation.

Not long after Peng Hanfei left, the driver Little Liu suddenly woke up. His head was dizzy and it took a while to figure out his current situation.

"Master Lai..." Little Liu struggled and tried to move his body, still thinking of waking Lai Chengshan.

However, when he saw the car parts inserted into Lai Chengshan's stomach, his brain was instantly congested and screamed, unfastening the seat belt and crawling out.

The ambulance and the police car honked their horns from far and near, and a flash of lightning fell across the sky, thundering on the ground.

Little Liu saw that Benchi was struck by lightning shortly after he got off the car, and it instantly burned into a fireball.

Even with the heavy rain at this time, the fire has not diminished in the slightest.

Lai Chengshan's corpse was inside, and was quickly swallowed by the fire and curled into a ball, burnt black...

When the rescuers arrived, Little Liu wanted to find a savior and pulled the policeman crying: "There are ghosts, there are really ghosts..."

That night, the Dongcheng city police released a new message——

[At 21:14 this evening, a serious traffic accident occurred on Panshan Highway in the western suburbs of our city, resulting in one death. It is reported that the deceased Lai xx is 72 years old this year, from Dongcheng city......]

The author has something to say: The landlord was urging to move, and he was busy looking for a house today. After a day of running, I was lucky to find a suitable one. It was super happy.

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