Flipping through the entire notebook, Luo Xiaoyan didn't find the page with Chen Jia's name written on it. I covered the notebook with disappointment and doubt, and the skull on the cover was so realistic that it seemed to come out of the notebook.

However, the skull did not emerge, and without warning, a black-robed man appeared next to the notebook, sitting cross-legged on the table. Xiaoyan saw the black-robed man suddenly appear, and the whole person was stupid and couldn't move at the table.

"I thought I could meet someone fun, but I didn't expect to be so timid." The black-robed man muttered in a low voice, and his tone seemed to be a little dissatisfied, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to find someone else, just you." Hey, little girl, what's your name? ”

Although the black-robed man didn't seem to be anything unusual except for the weirdness of appearing and not being able to see his face, Xiaoyan only felt that cold sweat kept breaking out on his back. Xiaoyan swallowed a little nervously, but did not answer the question of the black-robed man.

The black-robed man waited for a while, and tapped his leg on the table with some impatience: "Damn, why did you choose such a timid girl." Forget it, let's go to the trouble and find someone else. After speaking, the black-robed man picked up the notebook on the desktop and seemed to be about to leave.

"Wait...... Wait a minute! Seeing that the black-robed man was leaving, Xiaoyan opened her mouth although she was afraid, "That, my name is Luo Xiaoyan, and I am a sophomore in the Department of Economics and Management of Qingluan College, may I ask you...?" ”

"Yo, I'm bolder, it's kind of interesting." Hearing Xiaoyan's voice, the black-robed man who was about to leave sat down cross-legged again, "Death Reaper, you can call me Death Reaper, you can also call me You, whatever you like." What needs to be solemnly introduced is that I am now in charge of the Death Notebook of the Seventh Hall on behalf of Qi, so you have to ask me about this book. ”

Looking at the notebook held by Death You, Xiaoyan's eyes seemed to have a glint of light: "I want to know if the deaths of Xiaoxin, Xiaoxiao and Jiajia are related to this notebook, can you also sue me about this?" ”

The Grim Reaper couldn't help but scratch his head, and the black robe that covered his face slid away, revealing a half-blocked face. The skin of the Grim Reaper is very white, the kind of miserable white that has not seen the sun for a long time, and it looks a little infiltrating. But the exposed lips are as red as blood, and the combination of the two makes it impossible to guess the men and women and only feel scared.

Although he wanted to know the real cause of death of the three people in the same bed, he couldn't help but take two steps back because of the fear in his heart, and he distanced himself from the god of death.

"It's not impossible to sue you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the blow, so I'll really have to make another trip to find the next owner of the Grim Reaper's Notebook. It's troublesome, why they died is up to you to find out for yourself. Slowly knowing the truth should be bearable, and it doesn't matter if I can't bear it, at least I can be lazy for a while. Death didn't care about Xiaoyan's actions, and sat on the table and muttered to himself.

Even if he is a little afraid of the weirdness of the Grim Reaper, the character of the Grim Reaper is really scary. So although she was afraid of the identity of the god of death, Xiaoyan couldn't help but roll her eyes at You.

"You're so bold that you dare to roll your eyes at me." As he spoke, the Grim Reaper instantly floated from the table to Xiaoyan's face, and with their eyes met, Xiaoyan was once again stunned in place.

"Little girl, the Grim Reaper's notebook will be handed over to you from now on. Every once in a while, a name will appear on it, and you will be responsible for bringing that person's soul to the side of the Nahe Bridge. The Grim Reaper was in a very happy mood after seeing Xiaoyan being scared again, "No, you haven't been able to get out of your body in the first ten missions." Damn, why set a rule that rewards out-of-body souls for completing ten quests! ”

Death handed over the notebook, and Xiaoyan took it subconsciously without reacting. Holding the notebook, she also noticed that the Grim Reaper was not malicious, and Xiaoyan's fear and nervousness eased a little.

During this period, the Grim Reaper had already quickly wandered around the dormitory, and returned to Luo Xiaoyan's front again: "According to what I just said, I will extradite you the first ten times, and you will extradite yourself after ten times." A total of 100 quests, the underworld will distribute fifty quests to you, and the remaining fifty targets are you can choose by yourself, without any requirements. After a hundred missions, you will be able to become the Grim Reaper of the Seventh Temple of the Underworld and possess the power of the Grim Reaper. You see, it's simple, right? Put away my notebook, I need to find a place to rest, I've been exhausted for the past few days. ”

"Can I do without a notebook?" Xiaoyan saw that the god of death was about to leave again, and hurriedly asked, but her voice was a little timid.

The Grim Reaper, who was about to leave, suddenly looked back at Luo Xiaoyan: "You want to reject me?" I wouldn't mind sending you down too! ”

A strong sense of crisis enveloped Luo Xiaoyan, and she hurriedly shook her head at the Grim Reaper: "No...... No...... I...... I was just...... I just don't know what to ...... What to do......"

The Grim Reaper, who was still exuding a fierce aura just now, immediately changed back to his previous appearance: "It's simple, won't I be able to teach you." First, you put a drop of blood on the skull on the cover to let it know that you are the one who owns it. After that, if the person's name appears in the notebook, it is the person who has reached the age of Yang, you have to find them within 10 days and choose the method and time of their death and write them on the page of the other person's name. But a bit of a hassle is that you'd better find out their habits or know where they will go in those ten days, if you write down the method and time of death at will, the other party doesn't have the established conditions and it is invalid. And if the extradition is not completed within ten days, even if the mission fails, after three times, a qiē memory is erased, and the Grim Reaper's notebook has changed hands again. ”

"No...... People you don't know, how to find them? Luo Xiaoyan held the notebook in her hand tightly, very nervous.

"A drop of blood on that page will show a map and the location of the other party, more accurate than your human GPS." Death Yu said with a proud expression, "The things in our underworld are much stronger than the high-tech of your human beings, you can go and see it if you have the opportunity, the products of the underworld must be high-quality." ”

The corners of Xiaoyan's mouth twitched twice, but the Grim Reaper, who was immersed in a sense of proud joy, didn't notice.

"By the way, there's one more thing I forgot." After a long time of self-rejoicing, the Grim Reaper thought of something, "You can choose the other fifty places, but they need to be written in your blood for them to take effect." And these fifty people, you want to deprive them of their longevity, you need to convict, generally it is enough to write a crime, but if you don't have to be troublesome, you can also write the other party's crime in detail. However, many of the previous owners were scribbled, and they didn't check anyway, so you can do it yourself. ”

Looking at the notebook in her hand, Xiaoyan's mood was very complicated. Although the Grim Reaper didn't say it, by now, Xiaoyan has basically determined that the death of the three people in the same bed must be related to this notebook. And it was too cruel for her to take the lives of others. But now, even if it is not due to the threat of death, in order to know the real cause of death of Chen Jia and the three of them, this belongs to the notebook of the god of death, and she is unwilling and has to hold it.

"That's all, ask me if you don't understand in the future, although you may not be able to find me." The Grim Reaper's body gradually became illusory, and soon disappeared into the dormitory. However, when he disappeared, another sentence reached Luo Xiaoyan's ears: "Don't take care of the Grim Reaper's notebook, although you can't destroy it, but having the heart to destroy it is a capital crime." ”

The Grim Reaper left in a strange way, just like his appearance, leaving behind a notebook that said it was the Grim Reaper's thing. Holding the notebook, Xiaoyan stood in the empty dormitory for a long time before sighing with mixed feelings.