Yu Congshu's company is located in the city center.

When Ling Xiao and Lu Cheng came to the downstairs of the building, Blue Wind let out a low roar.

It was a sign of smelling death.

Cang Feng transformed into a young wolf, looking a bit like a husky. It stood on the shoulders of Ling Xiao with an expressionless face, with an unexpected cuteness.

Many people look back at them frequently.

Lu Cheng, as the auxiliary god, naturally let him clear the level. His technique has improved in recent years, and the two of them successfully entered the Yijia Property on the 30th floor without much effort. It covers an area of ​​about 2,000 square meters. It should be a prosperous place with a lot of talents, but there is no reception at the front desk.

When entered, most of the workstations were empty, with only a few employees working hard.

"Who are you looking for?" an employee asked.

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "I'm a classmate of your daughter, President Yu, and I want to find him for something."

Seeing his seventeen or eighteen-year-old appearance, the staff half believed him, but when they saw him barefoot again, they wondered, "Mr. Yu said today that her daughter is performing, why are you here?"

The deer was in ragged clothes, with only one face that was still clean.

Ling Xiao next to him was domineering, faintly exuding a chill that no strangers should approach, and his amber eyes were as cold as ice.

Faced with doubts, Lu Cheng had no choice but to snap his fingers at the employee.

The employee immediately forgot his doubts and looked confused.

"Have you felt something is wrong with the company recently?" Lu Cheng asked.

The employee said, "It stinks... We didn't come last weekend for the holiday, and Mr. Yu worked overtime inside. Later, I went to clean the house and vomited when I came out..."

Lu Cheng nodded: "Where is the general office of Yu?"

The employee pointed in the direction, and Ling Xiao took a cold glance and walked over there.

Yu Xiaoqiu's father, Yu Congshu, is forty-five years old this year. He founded a real estate company in middle age. It was a smooth sailing life. A few years ago, his wife died of illness, and the company's performance began to decline.

Ling Xiao checked the horoscope, and Yu Congshu should have worked overtime because he was too tired and died suddenly last weekend.

Lu Cheng has always been responsible for arranging the Soul Eater to devour the undead and form a Spirit Orb to reincarnate. Now, apart from this, he also knew that it was his own negligence, so he had to touch his nose and follow Ling Xiao.

As soon as walked to the door of the office, the pungent perfume smell mixed with the rancid smell drifted over again.

Deer was very nauseous.

With a "bang", Ling Xiao kicked the door open.

I heard a middle-aged man in the house say, "Who are you? How did you get in?!"

Yu looks like a corpse from the book.

His face was swollen, his eyes were yellow, and corpse spots were faintly visible on his arms.

But he didn't seem to admit that he was dead, he dressed neatly, even his hairstyle was meticulous, and he still carried the majesty of a boss.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the table, his eyes were cold: "Yu Congshu, you are already dead."

The flesh on Yu Cong's face trembled, and unconsciously he took two steps back with the chair.

It's a pity that he didn't know that the person in front of him was the god of death, so he didn't want to run away immediately. Instead, he pointed at Ling Xiao with wide eyes: "You just died! Full of nonsense!"

Lu Cheng said: "You died last weekend at three o'clock in the morning from overwork. When you woke up, you found that you had no pulse, but you went home as if nothing had happened. Is that right?"

"No." Yu Congzhi said with a grim expression, "I called the security guard, get out of here."

He picked up the phone, but a white and cold hand held him down.

Yu Congshu raised his head angrily, but saw Ling Xiao's indifferent face.

A wave of disbelief rushed into his heart, and Yu Congshu was about to escape from the body subconsciously, but was imprisoned by Ling Xiao.

"You are already dead." Ling Xiao said, Cang Feng jumped down from his shoulders and let out a wolf howl.

Yu Congshu shivered uncontrollably: "Death, the god of death... it turned out to be the god of death..."

Ever since he woke up to find that he had no pulse and no breathing, he thought he was just having a temporary problem. After returning home, I have to take care of my daughter, and the company's affairs are too busy, so I don't think about it deeply. After a few hours, his body gradually softened and he began to exhaust, and he realized that something was wrong, but he still couldn't accept the fact that he had died.

Lu Cheng sighed: "I said you undead, so you can't cry without seeing the coffin?"

It wasn't that the living dead didn't appear before, but they were all cunning.

Because people after death have acquired the ability to discern the god of death, most of them will try to escape when they are found by the god of death. In order to escape, some undead will choose to abandon their bodies and attach themselves to other people to survive. At that time, innocent people will be hurt, and those who have been possessed will exhaust their lifespan, so they must find another way to deal with them.

So Ling Xiao and Lu Cheng chose to appear as ordinary people.

Ling Xiao never blinked when dealing with undead.

The living dead are not even eaten by Blue Wind.

Ling Xiao raised his hand, and Yu Congshu's body exuded bursts of black energy. As long as he exerted a little force, the undead would be wiped out.

"No!" a voice shouted.

Chi Jiayan appeared at the door at some point, and rushed in with red eyes.

Lu Cheng: "Jiajia? Are you following us?"

Chi Jiayan didn't have time to talk to him, but looked at Ling Xiao with pursed lips: "Brother, please let go of uncle."

Ling Xiao frowned.

In front of Chi Jiayan, he was sweating profusely, and his thin back clothes were soaked through.

It was obvious that he had been trotting along the way.

For some reason, Ling Xiao didn't want him to follow him just now, but he just didn't like to be influenced by him.

"Brother, he's not a bad guy." Chi Jiayan said, "Uncle Yu is really not bad. Please."

"Yan Ling." Ling Xiao said, "You shouldn't follow, you are too weak."

Yu Congshu's turbid tears fell, mixed with blood, looking extremely terrifying.

The stench of rotting wafted in the air.

"Jiajia! Save me!" He shouted to Chi Jiayan, "Xiaoqiu is so kind to you, you must save me!"

Chi Jiayan begged: "Brother, don't kill Uncle Yu. He didn't deserve this ending, he's a good man!"

Lingxiao: "If you violate the laws of nature, you should disappear. It has nothing to do with good or bad."

Chi Jiayan saw with his own eyes that Lingxiao executed the ghost candidate in the corridor, that he knew that death in the eyes of the god of death was meaningless.

He wanted to come with him, but Ling Xiao refused him directly.

It was only then that he really realized that this person was not only the one who bought him ice cream and walked him home for a while, but also the god of death who ruled death. Then, the next time he said he was going to be taken away, even if he forgot it now, Ling Xiao would do the same in the future.

Fortunately, he followed them all the way, hoping to make it in time.

Chi Jiayan was a little desperate at this time.

"Really... can't you just open up?" he murmured, "There are so many bad people in the world, you don't even want people like Chi Rui to be cursed to death by me. Are the laws of nature so important? Why not? To decide life and death according to good or bad?"

Ling Xiao didn't understand who Chi Rui was. He thought that was something that the future self should know, and said coldly, "Innocent, not everyone can break the balance of the horoscope."

Lu Cheng tried to pull Chi Jiayan away, but the other party did not respond.

The chill dropped suddenly, and the house fell into a stalemate. Ling Xiao didn't do anything, as if he wanted the young man to understand the meaning of death.

"Brother, take me away." After a while, Chi Jiayan looked up at Lingxiao with firm eyes, "Will this also maintain balance? Anyway, I'm also a villain, so it's better to get rid of me earlier."

Ling Xiao was slightly startled, he had never heard anyone say such a thing before, and then got slightly angry: "You think I won't kill you?"

Chi Jiayan's face paled a bit: "I... I don't."

Ling Xiao said: "Yan Ling, don't think you can control my decision. I'm not the me you know."

"I know." Chi Jiayan said, "I know you will kill me sooner or later."

Ling Xiao changed his mind a little bit.

Judging from the current contact with this young man, he has always felt that Chi Jiayan is a weak child who is struggling to survive in the cracks. Even if he is not afraid of death, he lives cautiously in his words and deeds, like a delicate and ignorant flower. .

"Everyone dies, and it's useless for me to live." Chi Jiayan laughed, "Isn't it better to let Uncle Yu and Sister Qiuqiu bid farewell to reincarnation?"

Ling Xiao felt that such a smile was a bit dazzling: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Chi Jiayan said, "I'm afraid. But brother, you are my friend. I'll probably be with you when I die. In that case, I won't be afraid."

Ling Xiao let go of his hand.

Blue Wind also instantly returned to the black clothes and turned into a golden totem.

The breath of the god of death was collected.

He... seemed to understand why his future self would be friends with this young man.

Yu Congshu sat slumped on the ground, his loose face trembling uncontrollably, he wanted to thank Chi Jiayan, but he couldn't say it.

Sure enough, my heart is softened...Is the influence of this spirit of words so great, the mouth is too upright...Lu Cheng coughed: "Yu Congshu, are you still running away?"

Yu Congshu shook his head: "Don't run away."

Ling Xiao said nothing with a cold face.

Chi Jiayan squatted on the ground and said to Congshu, "Uncle Yu, Sister Qiuqiu has a performance today. Go say goodbye."

Lu Cheng raised Yu Congshu's collar: "Spray a little more perfume, you'll be scared to death when you go to the show like this. Be honest and don't think about it, I'll go with you."

The two walked out of the office, and Yu Congshu turned around and asked, "Will Jiajia die?"

Lu Cheng pushed him: "How is it possible, uncle. You care about yourself... You can see your daughter for the last time in a while, you are really lucky..."

In the office, Chi Jiayan closed his eyes.

Ling Xiao looked down at him.

"Brother, let's do it." Chi Jiayan said, "I voluntarily die at your hands."

Ling Xiao said, "You won't be with me after you die."

Chi Jiayan opened his eyes and asked suspiciously, "Why?"

Ling Xiao's face was hidden in the shadows: "Because where I am - it's an endless hell."