Chapter 1249: Funeral Parlor

It jumped over those heavy boxes and jumped to a stone platform.

There is a floating ice leaf on the stone platform, which is covered by a very special bamboo cage, and it is not easy to take it out.

The little nine-tailed dragon is very smart. After knowing that this thing is an ice leaf, it used Samadhi fox fire to wrap around the bamboo cage, and used high temperature to melt the ice leaf.

The ice leaves are very special, they melt very slowly, but you can see that the leaves are turning into drops of water, flowing out along the gaps in the bamboo cage, and the little nine-tailed dragon sticks out its small tongue, dripping the ice leaves into spirits. The water is licked away.

Although it took some time, it was considered a success in winning this special ice leaf!

...

"Butler, butler, why did you let someone put my god's lychee fruit in the private storage!" The maid trotted into the room and said to the black-bearded butler.

"What litchi fruit? The private vault has been sealed and cannot be opened."

"The lychee fruit from Heshan is used to make lychee wine. It needs fresh fruit pulp to make it. The brewing period is exactly 20 days. My god will drink it when he comes back." The waitress said anxiously.

"Why don't you tell me earlier?"

"I ordered my men to carry it to the yard. I didn't know they were so confused."

"Okay, okay, I'll open the door for you."

"Well, I'll call someone to help carry it."

Zhu Minglang followed the maid to the private treasury of the Temple of Earth.

The black-bearded butler was very cautious. He released the restraint and opened the stone door, but he didn't take his eyes off Zhu Minglang and the waitress for a moment, and specifically said: "Don't touch anything here!"

"It's there, it's that box, take it away quickly, don't spoil it here, the taste is very important." The waitress said.

Zhu Minglang nodded. He walked towards the box of lychees. When he opened the box to check, he stretched out a palm and took the little nine-tailed dragon hiding in the dark back to his soul without anyone noticing. in the domain.

He lifted the lychees and walked out of the tribute private warehouse.

The black-bearded butler was watching Zhu Minglang and the waitress the whole time, making sure that they didn't touch anything inside, but the black-bearded butler would never have thought that the thief was already inside and was full.

When Zhu Minglang came here, all he had to do was to take the little nine-tailed dragon back into the spiritual realm, which couldn't be done through seals and restrictions.

There is almost no energy fluctuation when the dragon priest takes back the dragon pet, and the summoning will be very obvious. It is useless for the black-bearded butler to stare at Zhu Minglang. You just need to recite it to prevent him from seeing the print on his palm. , which is not difficult.

The private treasury was closed and the seal was re-sealed. The black-bearded butler didn't find anything unusual, so he let Zhu Minglang and the waitress leave.

Although the female servant had the seal of serving the gods, she didn't know that Zhu Minglang had done this series of operations.

Zhu Minglang only needs to tell the waitress that the lychee fruit has been moved in, and then help the waitress to carry it out.

"The last spiritual resource is the worst, and it's going very smoothly." Zhu Minglang couldn't help laughing as he looked at the little nine-tailed dragon with a round belly.

It seems that the little guy ate a lot of other spiritual fruits.

After digesting it, the cultivation base is estimated to rise a lot.

...

This day, Zhu Minglang, as usual, was cleaning the fallen leaves along the long road.

Little Nine Tails was helping, its tail efficiency was much higher than Zhu Minglang's.

At this time, several people in black clothes walked along the road and bumped into Zhu Minglang head-on.

Zhu Minglang also maintained his usual low profile. As a sweeping god, he could be perfectly "inconspicuous", but for some reason, this time the visitor was staring at Zhu Minglang.

"It's you." Liu Cuo said.

"Oh, Supervisor Liu..." Zhu Minglang also recognized this person.

"Do you know how to repent?" Liu Cuo asked Zhu Minglang.

"Repent for what?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"You're very stubborn,

I wanted to subtract one month from you, but it seems that there is no need for that. The Nursery is a place of outstanding people, and it is not a bad thing for an impetuous person like you to reflect on it here. "Liu Cuo flicked his sleeves and left.

"He doesn't know how to repent, so let's go to work in the funeral home, it suits him." An attendant said.

"It's a good idea, you can go to the funeral home for a while." Liu Cuo nodded and said.

"I don't care. I'm doing odd jobs everywhere." Zhu Minglang didn't care.

...

A funeral home is a funeral home.

The main thing is to bury the dead young spirits in the mountains. This job can be described as dirty and tiring.

Zhu Minglang didn't care, he came to the funeral home, but unexpectedly found that the garden keeper who liked to drink was also there.

"Why have you been sent here? Aren't you mainly cleaning the yard for God?" The garden keeper looked at Zhu Minglang in surprise.

"Officer Liu Cuo didn't like me, so he threw me here, what about you, uncle?" Zhu Minglang asked pretending not to know.

"Oh, don't mention it, it's a mistake to drink, it's a mistake to drink, let's work hard here in the future, don't make any mistakes." Uncle Shouyuan Jiugui said, saying these words, he still didn't forget to pour a drink into his mouth. Big mouth, suppress shock.

This person is also optimistic, there is wine to drink, and it is the same wherever he is on duty.

Zhu Minglang originally felt a little guilty, but seeing that he wasn't too pessimistic, it didn't matter.

How can you know that some things are not blessings?

"Boss, deal with these young spirits." At this time, several bull-shaped dragon beasts carried sacks of young spirit corpses and dumped them all into a large wooden trough.

"How did they die? They don't look old?" Zhu Minglang asked with some doubts.

"Do you need to ask? Do your job!" The person who brought the young spirit's body said angrily.

Zhu Minglang worked with the drunkard uncle who kept the garden, arranged the corpses of these dead young spirits, and then threw them into a wooden slide.

This slide is like a wooden channel for diverting water, it is relatively wide, and it can accommodate even large young spirits.

This wooden ditch was very long, and it slid along the high point of the mountain to an invisible place below the mountain. In the end, all the corpses were piled up at the bottom of the mountain. As for what happened at the bottom of the mountain, no one knew.

"The road seems to be blocked, go and have a look." said the drunkard guarding the garden.

"it is good."

Zhu Minglang jumped onto the back of the nine-tailed dragon and let it carry him down the mountain.

Along the wooden slide, Zhu Minglang reached the halfway up the mountain, which is actually very steep.

Zhu Minglang discovered that there were actually many gaps in the wooden slideway, and the corpses of those young spirits would be randomly thrown into cliffs, mountain streams, valleys, and forests, and then let nature decompose them.