Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 278 Leaving alone
Jiang Su now needs to determine where hundreds of thousands of people died, thus replacing the bodies of these Yaoyangguan monks and becoming Bai Rong's poisonous food.

King Yama asked her to save people in order to reduce the workload of the underworld, but in the end, when all the truth was found out, more people died.

She looked at the people in the yellow sand not far away, feeling a sense of unreasonable regret in her heart.

"Come on, drink. Just this pot of desert sand. It's so comfortable. It's so hot that my throat is about to sprout hahahaha."

"Shit, this is called Northern Craft Beer. The bullshit name you gave makes it sound like we are poor old men who dug a pot of sand and drank it!"

"What do you know! We are from the Northern Territory, bloody men in the desert. What's wrong with drinking some sand? You let the boss comment. This time such a big thing happened. If I hadn't gone into hiding at the critical moment, how could you have guessed? It was an illusion. Everyone was scared to death." Li Huailou patted his chest, opened the clothes that were in the way, raised his head and drank from the wine jar.

The monk on the side kicked him hard on the butt, "Blow it, you know the purpose of the illusion. We almost ran out at that time. Even if we didn't know, we could still come back alive."

Li Huailou leaned over and pushed the man's shoulder when he got up, "Chen Shengyi, tell the truth. If I hadn't let you know that it was an illusion, would you still be holding Xian Jun's thigh and crying? Help!"

The monk who was called Chen Shengyi turned red and denied it, "I didn't! You are talking nonsense!"

"What nonsense did I say?! Did you not want to hug the Immortal Lord's lap, or did you not call for help?!"

Jiang Su silently clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and exhaled steadily.

If I had known, I would have let them die in Ten Thousand Poison Cave...

In a sense, if those in the foundation-building stage die, fewer people will die, which can be regarded as reducing the number of dead people.

"Immortal Lord, they made a mistake while drunk because of my lax discipline." Jin Wen came over with a wine glass, bowed respectfully and drank it all.

Jiang Su glanced at him casually and sneered, "Loss of discipline? How about I help you discipline them and chop off their tongues so they won't talk nonsense."

"..."

The monks not far away felt the cold behind them and lowered their voices involuntarily.

Wang Minglang came over dragging a long sword, his face was rosy, and he had just practiced swordsmanship. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said carelessly, "Xianjun, when are we leaving? This is the only thing you can do with this Yaoyang Pass." There's nothing left to do, man."

Jiang Su looked at him in confusion, "When did I say I would take you away?"

Wang Minglang paused, with a stiff smile on his face, "Xianjun, you don't plan to take me with you?"

Jiang Su suddenly stood up, patted the pleats on his sleeves, and picked up the heavy knife beside him, "No, I'm not familiar with you, why should I take you with me?"

Wang Minglang's smile suddenly turned uglier than crying, "No, no, Immortal Lord, we can be regarded as life and death friends. During this travel in the mortal world, you and I can be considered as taking care of you. Although I am a bit older, My son has already reached his age, but you look similar to my daughter. How suitable it would be for us to go together."

"..."

Jin Wan knew why Xianjun was silent, so he took the initiative to criticize a shameless old man and said, "We and Xianjun are close friends of life and death. You only have your head left a long time ago, and you are not even a human being."

Wang Minglang nodded and affirmed, "It makes sense, why don't you join us?"

Jiang Su forced down the turmoil in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out."

She exhaled and said calmly the next moment, "You are too lowly cultivated. If you follow me, you will lose me."

"But isn't the Immortal Lord just in the foundation building stage?"

"..."

Jiang Su directly threw the heavy knife on the ground, stepped on it and ran away. He had a very strong urge in his heart to get rid of a group of toads who didn't know the heights of the sky.

"Immortal Lord!"

"Xianjun~Xianjun, we will miss you!"

"Xianjun, Xianjun really won't take us with you~"...

Jiang Su finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the heavy sword, and murmured, "Even if I'm the only one left, staying with them makes me feel like my whole body's aura is smelling of sweat."

She leisurely took out a plate of grapes from her storage bag and spit out the skins while eating, "So where did everyone die and how did they die? Maybe if I go now, I can have some chance to make amends."

"How about taking a look at Cangzhou City?"

She adjusted the direction of the heavy sword and flew towards the great scene of Cangzhou.

Half a day later.

Jiang Su hid in the crowd in Cangzhou City, looking at the still bustling shops on both sides, with mixed feelings in his heart, "No change, it seems that Song Wencheng is really capable. He died quietly, how can the people below still survive?" Chaotic, even...what are you selling?"

She picked up a book from a roadside stall and opened the first page, "The corpse turned over and got on the disciple's hair." 》

"..."

"There is also a story book...the title of the book is good, and it is exciting enough when you first listen to it."

Jiang Su's eyes were very cold and her face was sullen, giving people the feeling that she might hit someone at any time. Finally, under the uneasy gaze of the merchant, she calmly took out a few spiritual stones and paid.

Just look at her! Leave it alone!

"Boss, is there anything strange happening in Cangzhou City?" Jiang Su put away the storybook and went to the small vendor.

I saw him take a few steps back visibly, shrinking his shoulders, "Yes, it's the Immortal Lord. If you go further to the East Street, there is an Immortal List. Several Immortal Lords came here to make it. The Immortal Lord wants to know. Is this the case?"

Jiang Su narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself, "Why is he so afraid of me?"

Jiang Su said nothing and left with a puff of sleeves.

She soon met the so-called immortal list.

A piece of cloth, as white as a mourning dress, was pressed against the wall of East Street. It read, "Disciples of Taixu Sect, come back quickly! There is something important!"

"Taixu Sect? Isn't that the sect I'm in? What can happen to them? No, if it's just this, what is that vendor afraid of? There's something wrong with the way he looks at me."

Jiang Su was puzzled and returned to the stall, staring at the silent vendor, "What are you afraid of?"

"I, little one, am not afraid."

"..."

He almost peed his pants.

"Is it related to me? What did I do in Cangzhou City, so you are afraid?" Jiang Su suddenly thought of something.

The vendor seemed to have pushed to the limit and finally said, "Immortal Lord, your appearance looks familiar to me."

Jiang Su felt confused, "So?"

"There's your portrait on the wanted poster next to it."

"..."

Jiang Su frowned and then went to look at the east wall again. Sure enough, there was a wanted notice not far from the white cloth, with his portrait and a string of words on it.

"The Holy One has ordered that the monk Jiang Shu is wanted. Those who are destined to report it to the government will be rewarded with five hundred taels of silver."

"The Immortal Sect issued an order to arrest Jiang Shu, a disciple of Taixu Sect, and rewarded him with five hundred middle-grade Yuan stones."