Sister, look at him!

Chapter 238: The tycoon Jin in the urban supernatural novel 12

"Then why are they here?"

Wen Guzhi's simple question stabbed the Wutong tree demon several times.

"Before the higher-ups conducted a thorough investigation of the special department, they were kicked out of the special department for speaking for us." He Qingwan said lightly, "Now they have come to us for help. Do you want them or not?"

It turns out that the boss of a special department can also be kicked out.

Wen Guzhi extended his hand to the Wutong tree demon, "Thank you for speaking for me, and you are welcome to join us."

The Wutong tree demon held Wen Guzhi's hand and shook it gently twice, "That's great, that's great, I can finally stay."

"Okay, introduce yourselves. I don't know your names yet." He Qingwan was curious. After the spirits transformed, some would use the names of their original bodies, while others would take a name related to their original bodies. Which type would the Wutong tree demon belong to?

"My name is Wu Tong, and my apprentice is Wu Bu Tong."

He Qingwan: “?”

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Wu Tong and Wu Bu Tong went out. Wen Guzhi leaned against the head of the bed and asked He Qingwan, "Are we still in Beijing?"

He Qingwan shook his head. "No longer. We are in Luo City, Nan Province, Wu Tong's hometown. She has a house here. There are always too many concerns in Beijing City, so I will take you away."

Wen Guzhi lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't know the world below the mountain was like this."

He Qingwan was not good at comforting people. After thinking it over, he just said, "It's all over."

Wen Guzhi perked up. She smiled brightly at He Qingwan, "Well, it's all over!"

"You have to be careful recently. Those people who were found out and kicked out of the special department are looking for you and Wu Tong. I heard from grandpa that they seem to have offered a reward... What kind of reward?"

He Qingwan tried hard to recall, but her brain was not very good and she could not remember it. "It should be called a reward. I am not as smart as my sister, so I really can't remember it."

Wen Guzhi stroked He Qingwan's cheek and spoke seriously, word by word, "You are not stupid, Qingqing, you are not stupid at all. In my heart, you are the smartest."

He Qingwan responded with her sweet smile.

Downstairs, Wu Bu Tong was cooking, and Wu Tong was waiting for guests to arrive in front.

This is an antique building, three stories high, with a small courtyard at the back. Wu Tong and Wu Butong had lived through hard times before, so they grew some vegetables in this small courtyard. Now it is deserted.

The front half of the first floor is a shop, and the back half is the normal living area, where the kitchen, restaurant, etc. are located.

The signboard was still the same one that Wu Tong had used when he was here before, with things like Zhouyi and fortune-telling.

The second floor is where the four of them currently live. The third floor is empty, like a large storage room.

He Qingwan went downstairs and sat next to Wu Tong, waiting with her for customers to come.

She propped up her head and lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Wu Tong hesitated for two seconds, then leaned over the table and whispered in He Qingwan's ear, "Empress Dowager, have you remembered everything?"

"I don't understand what you are saying." When saying this, He Qingwan was too lazy to pretend to have an expression.

Wu Tong was not stupid, so she saw it naturally. She was just curious about how He Qingwan remembered things from her past life.

"Then Your Majesty, do you think it is possible for humans and demons to be together?" When Wu Tong asked this question, his uneasy mood was already written on his face.

He Qingwan sat up straight, turned around and looked at Wu Tong seriously, "No way."

If the level of this world was higher, maybe it would be fine, but this is just a low-level spiritual world that cannot tolerate the love between humans and monsters.

Wu Tong smiled awkwardly. She tried to ignore the matter by laughing it off. "Haha, I just asked casually. Who would want to be with a human? Their lifespan is so short. I can even live longer than he does when I sleep..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and by the end it was almost inaudible.

"Whether you love him or he loves you, you two can't be together." He Qingwan has never thought about considering other people's feelings. His words were ruthless and cold. "I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will not be something you can bear."

"Is there no solution at all?" Wu Tong smiled bitterly. "Forget it. It's great to be able to accompany him."

"It's not that there is no way." He Qingwan changed the subject, "You all just need to become immortals. However, not ghost immortals, but real immortals." He Qingwan said it easily. In today's world, it is difficult to raise a spirit in ordinary animals and plants, let alone become immortals.

Not to mention humans who only live for a hundred years. Even in the world of cultivation with abundant spiritual energy, becoming an immortal is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Wu Tong sighed, "It's so difficult to become a spirit, and it will take my life to become an immortal."

He Qingwan spread his hands and said, "Then there is nothing we can do."

Looking at Wu Tong's tangled expression, He Qingwan knew that she had not yet convinced her heart, so he decided to give her some space to be alone, and stood up from the chair, "I'll go see if the meal is ready."

After walking around the screen, He Qingwan saw Wu Bu Tong standing silently behind the gauze curtain.

Walking to Wu Bu Tong, He Qing Wan asked, "Is the meal ready?"

Wu Bu Tong didn't say anything, just nodded and pointed to the kitchen.

"Don't even think about it. You can't become an immortal. If you really want to be with her, just pray that you can be reborn successfully in every life. Don't let her wait too long."

He Qingwan left, but his words remained in Wu Bu Tong's mind.

He heard from Wu Tong that one has to wait in line for a very long time before being reborn, and it is uncertain what kind of rebirth he will be. He wants him to be able to jump the queue every time he goes down, and to be reborn smoothly as an adult, and it is best if he does not drink Meng Po soup and has no memories. This is also difficult, only a little easier than becoming an immortal, but what if He Qingwan can help? She knows so much, what if she has a way?

Wu Bu Tong turned on tiptoe and strode towards the restaurant.

He Qingwan was taking photos to introduce herself to her dear sisters.

Wu Bu Tong knelt down in front of He Qingwan with a plop. "Miss He, do you have any solution? I just want to stay with my master. She is too lonely. I, I..."

Wu Bu Tong still didn't dare to admit that he had unspeakable feelings for the master who raised him.

"Yes." He Qingwan said casually, "Haven't you read Journey to the West? Sun Wukong crossed out the book of life and death, so he has eternal life."

He Qingwan's words were vague, but the general principle was similar.

Wu Bu Tong stuttered when he heard this idea. "Draw a book of life and death?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to be with your master?" He Qingwan sent the edited message and put down his phone and picked up his chopsticks. Because she was still talking, he didn't pick up any food. "Eternal life is the best solution, but being together is not possible."

"Then, then, then, what should I do...Do I really have to draw a book of life and death?" Wu Bu Tong was at a loss for words, this matter was too shocking.

He Qingwan put down her chopsticks again. She frowned and carefully recalled what Zhongli Yuya had taught her. "...It seems that there is a way to turn a monster into a human."