During the days when Mr. Lin Jiu disappeared, there was a lot of noise in the capital.

In the middle of the night, in front of the corpse shop.

Two yellow-skinned and one gray mouse were squatting.

"You two really don't know where Master Jiu has gone?"

Huang Laowu frowned and looked at the messy corpse shop, and asked Huang Xiaozhu and Hui Xiaozhi next to him.

Two little guys... Oh, I can't talk about little guys anymore.

Since he followed Jiu Ye, he has eaten a lot of incense and his Taoist style has grown rapidly. Now these two people are saying that they are at the same level as Huang Laowu, and they are all raising Huang Laowu.

This is to follow the right boss and take you to become a winner in life.

Of course, the boss is now missing.

Huang Xiaobao and Hui Xiaozhi are mobilizing the immortal family in the hall to find people. Even if the person dies, he will die and see the corpse, but for ten days, he has been finding nothing.

"What do you think? What to do in the future?"

Huang Laowu asked, it had no other meaning, but suddenly it was a little confused. He had been listening to Jiu Ye's business, but suddenly he disappeared and didn't know what to do.

Huang Xiaobao said that the business would go as usual and waited for Jiu Ye to come back.

"Without Master Jiu, can you suppress the immortal family in the hall and continue your business smoothly?"

Huang Laowu asked with some concern that he was the boss of the head sect and had experience in the difficulties of the head sect. Not to mention that Jiu Ye has not seen him for ten days now, he has been in his hall. If he has completely lost contact for one day, there will be someone in the hall that wants to leave, someone who wants to rebel or usurp the throne, and someone who wants to usurp the throne will definitely be in a mess.

What's more, there are many immortal families in Jiuye's hall. Can the number of immortal families sent food in the capital be small? He thinks that the more people, the more likely things will happen.

But Huang Xiaopao shook his head and said that there is no need to worry about this. Jiu Ye never has to do the operation of the hall himself. An advanced company management system can ensure that there will be no chaos in the operation from top to bottom.

Huang Laowu was puzzled. Obviously, for him, who only knows flat management thinking, Jiuye Tangkou's management science is too advanced.

"Okay, just be sure of it. I will try to mobilize the immortals I know to find Jiu Ye. In addition, you are careful recently. Recently, a group of old monsters came to Beijing. They all practiced in Changbai Mountain. I don't know how many years they have been here. I don't know why they came out this time. Anyway, those old monsters have a lot of troubles, so let's try not to conflict with them..."

Huang Xiaojoo Hui Xiaozhi nodded, and several immortals scattered.

On this side, I was secretly looking for someone at the entrance of the hall. On the other side, Qiuyue Newspaper, Yin De, Liu Junzhi and Tai Student Writing Group listed Lin Shou's missing person notice on the Qiuyue Newspaper.

Now, anyone who has read the newspaper in Beijing knows that Qiuyue News is looking for a man named Lin Shou. The reward is already 500 taels, and the people have not found it, and it is still rising every issue, and it is all collected by everyone from the newspaper.

The kind-hearted shopkeeper Xia from Qingcheng Teahouse also helped. After all, he was Jiefang's neighbor and everyone was familiar with each other. Lin Shou has been taking care of her business, and the shopkeeper posted a notice to find someone in the teahouse.

The seventh and eighth masters are even more interesting. They really can’t know who they can know? They asked the fortune teller to ask Lin Shou whereabouts. They met several liars, and one with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes. They were struck by lightning at that time, making him unethical and want to cheat money.

In addition, there is the Funeral Corpse Department where there are fewer people in the corpse sewing shop, but they are not running away or dead. This is the first time that Sun Xianfu and Sun Zhonglang is difficult to deal with.

If you say you are a general corpse sewing man, it's fine. Just change it anyway. I don't know how many people will die, but the problem is this number nine...

Many other corpse-sewing men from the corpse-sewing shop joined forces to sit in front of the funeral department, saying that they hope that lord will wait and look for it again. No. 9 may not be dead, so we can't live without him.

The official and chief clerk in the Funeral Department also said that after a while, the prisoners in the court were almost dead, and they were pressed to the point of that time, waiting for the time to be together. Recently, other shops have been arranged to open. Lin Shou has sewed a lot of corpses for us before, and it will be enough for a few months to come out. Why don't we wait and see? In fact, this is finding a reason to plead with mercy.

Sun Xianfu thought to himself that this kid is a bit popular and so many people are willing to talk to him.

Thinking that he was not that busy lately, the Ministry of Rites was busy with national funerals some time ago and had not trained corpse sewing people. Sun Xianfu said that he would just wait for a month. If he had not come back after a month, Qiu Zhan would be busy and add people. The No. 9 corpse sewing shop could not be kept empty for him.

The No. 9 sewing shop has come here and is now empty.

In recent days, someone has come here. The No. 13 sewing corpse man entered Lin Shou's sewing shop in the middle of the night. He looked at the mess sewing shop, frowned, and said to himself:

"I originally thought you were also the descendant of our Yinxing, but now it seems that it is not true. You are not the ability of Yinxing. Who are you..."

The No. 13 sewing corpse man didn't stay for a long time. After seeing it in the sewing corpse shop, he left.

If these are just small fuss, then the bigger ones are one of the two.

Recently, the rebel forces in the capital have not found out about the secret lines of the rebels and the underworld, and suddenly they have found out about the whereabouts of a man named Lin Shou.

It is said that a gangster boss asked for this news. There was even rumors in the black market that someone had sold 10,000 taels of silver. People say how much revenge is this? The whole world wants?

It made the spies in the court wonder. What's going on? The news came out two days ago that it was about to kill an official or even the emperor. Why did it suddenly change to Lin Shou today? Who is Lin Shou? Later, I went back to report it. As soon as the news came to the emperor, Is Lin Shou? Is it Lin Shou I known? Why is it more famous than me?

On the other hand, many immortals in the capital were talking about the direction of a teahouse. The evil spirits soared into the sky in the teahouse were the old monsters who had been moldy in Changbai Mountain. I don’t know why they all suddenly came out of the mountain recently and came here for a walk.

In the middle of the night, the cat put on his night clothes and left the tofu shop. On the other side, the teahouse was covered with a wall, followed by a big white-haired fox.

The two walked face to face to face the corpse shop and passed by. In a hurry, Ning Luowei glanced at An Yunli, and An Yunli seemed to have glanced at her.

All they thought about was that they seemed to see such a figure frequently recently, and they didn't know what they were doing.

However, both of them had something to do. One wanted to take Hu Sangu to meet with the Changbai Mountain Immortal Family to find Lin Shou, and the other wanted to connect with the underworld line in the capital to find Lin Shou. The two passed by in a hurry, and didn't care except for looking at each other.

They didn't know each other, but they just felt a sense of disgust and hostility at first glance, and probably wouldn't be able to get along with this person.

Anyway, during these days when Jiu Ye was away, there was a lot of movement in the capital. In a hurry, a month passed.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Qiuzhan.

On the execution ground, there were a row of beheaded death row prisoners.

Among the crowd watching the fun, someone looked at the execution ground happily and said:

"I just came back and caught up with Qiuzhan. It's a good start, do you think so?"

He asked the cross-colored white-haired starlings falling on his shoulders.

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Chapter completed!