"If I'm not mistaken......"

When Shi Lan was wandering, she suddenly heard Hu Tao muttering something, and saw that she had taken out a thick book out of nowhere and was flipping through it, looking for something seriously.

Shi Lan curiously leaned over to look, only to see that the book in Hu Tao's hand was not an ordinary book, but more like a handwritten font, and each page was full of names, including home addresses and dates of birth, and even the characteristics and personalities of the characters were recorded.

"What is this?" Shi Lan was puzzled.

It looks like a notebook or something, but whoever has a notebook is so thick that throwing it out can smash a dog on the heel.

"Here's my client list." Hu Tao didn't raise his head.

Shi Lan's expression instantly became very exciting, Hu Tao's customer...

Good guys, this book is full of dead ghosts...

But why does Xingqiu's name appear on it? And Xiangling?

What are you doing?

Shi Lan had a bad premonition, as if he had guessed what Hu Tao was looking for......

"Shi Lan?"

"It's me—" Shi Lan felt her throat dry.

"Uh-huh, that's right." Hu Tao flipped through the book, and at the same time his eyes kept scanning Shi Lan, and there were words in his mouth: "Not tall...... Crossbody bag ...... Lots of strength, but not a good brain......"

Shi Lan: "??? ”

Is this polite?

You can say I'm not smart, but you can't say I'm brainy......

But what made him even more puzzled was, when did he become Hu Tao's customer? If memory serves, it seems like they're meeting for the first time, how does this guy know about it?

"It's really Shi Lan!" Hu Tao looked a little happy: "I've heard about you many times from Xiangling!" Defeat the wild boar at the age of ten, and help Xingqiu beat the bad boy! ”

Beat a stick to give a sweet date, right? I just said I have a bad head, so I'm going to be a sycophant again......

"It's just a gesture...... Shi Lan couldn't make a face anymore, pointed to the book in her hand, and said curiously: "Why do you want to write our names?" ”

"This girl is going to take over the Hall of the Dead in the future." Hu Tao patted his chest and said proudly, "You are all my potential customers, so I have to make a good investigation record, and I have written the names of most of the people in Liyue on it..."

What Death Note grave head is predetermined?

Shi Lan pointed to the wall: "Then you didn't come to Qiqi today?" ”

"That's right!" Hu Tao said seriously: "I came to accurately record Qiqi's information. ”

As she spoke, she showed Shi Lan the page of Qiqi.

I saw that half of the words were densely written on that page:

Customer number 1, name: Qiqi.

Gender: Female.

Age: Unknown.

Identity: Zombie.

Address: Bubulu.

Caretakers: Atractylodes atractylodes and other pharmacists.

Evaluation: Cute little girl, turned into a zombie for unknown reasons, her body is not corrupt, she has a disgrace to heaven, and she must not remain in the mortal world. In time, I will be reborn as the master of the hall, be selfless, sacrifice firewood with it, send it back to the innocent, liberate from the mortal dust, and reincarnate in the six realms.

And then there are all kinds of habits about Qiqi, love coconut milk, do aerobics and the like, and there is a sketch portrait below, but only the body is painted without a head, which looks very scary.

The corners of Shi Lan's mouth twitched, "Head...... What about the head? ”

"I'm being disturbed by you!" Hu Tao spread his hands helplessly: "It's too far away to see the details of the face and haven't been drawn yet, and I was about to look at it a few more times when I was scared by you and fell down, my ass is still hurting." ”

Shi Lan was dumbfounded, lowered his head and continued to look at the death note, and found that other people's lists did not have such treatment as Qiqi, which was nothing more than a note of characteristics, names and home addresses.

He wondered: "Why don't others paint portraits?" ”

"Don't look at other people's, it's all the customer's privacy." Hu Tao snatched the note, and then answered Shi Lan's question: "You are indeed not very smart. Qiqi doesn't grow up, what is she like now and what will she be like in the future, if I paint it for you, you will not match the painting when you grow up, who will I find......"

"But how did you do that?" Shi Lan's expression was very exaggerated.

Nothing else, just a cursory glance at a few pages, the names on them are simply dazzling, and they are all marked with home addresses and names.

"With so many people's identity information, did you steal the General Services Division's population register?"

"Not really! I have my own method. Hu Tao suddenly showed a sly smile, his eyes narrowed into a slit, "That's it, grandpa asked me to come out to buy wood, you have a lot of strength, help me carry some back in a while, and I'll tell you how to write down the secrets of so many people when you get to the Hall of the Dead, how about it?" ”

Shi Lan was dumbfounded: "Why should I accompany you?" Anyway, your topic is too outrageous, right? ”

"Don't, I'm good friends with Xiangling, you are Xiangling's neighbor, that's my good friend, help."

"Can I say no?"

Hu Tao looked embarrassed: "Please, please!" Help me, in return, why don't I invite you to come to the Ancestral Hall, this is an honor that many people can't get. ”

Shi Lan had a bunch of impolite complaints, holding them in his mouth and couldn't speak.

He always felt that Hu Tao's purpose was not pure, and invited himself to play at home when they met for the first time.

Such a cute little girl is kindly invited, and I will go to other girls, but your house is a hall of the dead, a place to burn ghosts......

But seeing Hu Tao's pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear to refuse.

"That's good... Well..."

"Yay! Come with me! ”

Hu Tao cheered, put away the book, grabbed Shi Lan's hand, and ran in front to take him away.

Pulled by Hu Tao's soft and cold little hands, Shi Lan didn't have time to say anything, so he trotted all the way to the timber market on the dock.

Hu Tao will always be a fiery character, do things quickly, buy things faster, and the bold appearance when paying makes Shi Lan cry out heartache, if he can definitely cut half of the price himself.

A total of three pieces of wood were bought, tied up with cloth tape, and one more was pulled by Shi Lan.

"If you buy wood, the seller has a delivery service... Why do you have to come..."

"Because it's an emergency, the sooner the better, and the business is also very busy, so I don't know how long I have to wait for someone to send it."

Shi Lan wanted to complain, the sooner the better, so why didn't you buy it earlier, but instead go to the wall of Bubulu?

And then again, these three pieces of wood don't seem to be ordinary varieties, and dragging them all the way actually made him feel difficult, especially when he went up the steps, his face was a little ruddy.

Passers-by watched in amazement as Shi Lan, who was in his teens, dragging three large logs of nearly six meters, gasped and called it outrageous.

Hu Tao saw Shi Lan's face flushed, and he was also a little worried: "Is it too heavy?" Why don't you put it down first? ”

This sentence fell on Shi Lan's ears, it was a little underestimating, just kidding, he carried a thousand pounds of cargo boxes, what is this.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Shi Lan tidied up the cloth belt tied with wood, wrapped it around his waist, wrapped it around his arm twice, and followed Hu Tao to the door of the Afterlife Hall with heavy steps, turning back 100% along the way.

Even Xiangling, who was lying in front of the counter of Wanmin Hall, looked at Shi Lan incredulously, not knowing what he was doing.

When he arrived at the door, Shi Lan put down the wood.

"You rest for a while, and I'll go in and call a few people to carry the wood."

Hu Tao hurriedly ran into the house.

After moving his body, Shi Lan let out a sigh of relief, and then had time to look at the façade of the Afterlife Hall.

The buildings of the Dead Life Hall are similar to other buildings in the Gulou District, all of them are in the same style, and there is a signboard at the door with the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and the three big characters of the Dead Life Hall are written.

On the side of the rebirth hall is against the mountain, in front of the door is a mountain stream, the water of the mountain stream directly flows into the Yunlai Sea, and when you look up from here, you can see the high Yujing Terrace.

It can be said that there are many birds in the courtyard here, even in the lively Gulou District, the vicinity of the Hall of the Dead is surprisingly quiet, and there are no other creatures except for a white cat squatting on the stone bench.

According to the customs of the people of Liyue, most people are reluctant to come here when they are fine, after all, the Hall of the Dead is a combination of funeral parlor + Yizhuang, and there were rumors of haunting in the past, which made outsiders even more reluctant to approach this place.

Shi Lan didn't have anything to be afraid of, it was hard to be afraid of ghosts in broad daylight.

He is also more curious about this place, usually passing by the wooden bridge is also in a hurry, did not think about coming here, when Hu Tao asked him to help, he also thought about coming here to see, anyway, idle is idle.

The first time I went to the Ancestral Hall, it was so evil outside, but it was really close, and it was no different from ordinary merchants.

There was a white cat on the stone bench at the door, squatting down to pet the cat with nothing to do, and suddenly heard someone shouting at himself behind his back.

"Shi Lan?"

Turning around, Shi Lan saw the man.

Gradient hair color from black to brown, slender body, golden pupils looking down, not angry and arrogant, the lines on the clothes are full of bells and whistles, and the personality is distinct.

Shi Lan was a little embarrassed.

Isn't this the father who casually recognized yesterday in order to eat balls......

"What a coincidence, hahaha, I can meet ...... here"

The man smiled slightly: "Don't be subtle, just call me Zhongli." ”