Sang Luo shook his head, "I can't tell you these for a while." However, your father's death is indeed strange, and you will have to investigate carefully to find out the reason behind it. ”

Sang Luo thought for a moment, "In which hospital did your father perform the operation?" You take me to see it, I got the scene to know the specifics. ”

Gao Yi was overjoyed when he heard that Sang Luo was going to the hospital to help him find out the truth, "Thank you Master for your help!" I'll pick you up tomorrow in person. ”

Sang Luo nodded, "Okay, remember to come earlier." ”

[Huh? Is there no end to this story? 】

[No, no, no! Anchor: You're going to go offline? 】

[Let's go to the scene tomorrow and start a live broadcast for us! ] 】

[We also want to know what evil thing is haunting his father]

Sang Luo hesitated, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'll broadcast it today." ”

There are too many things that she is not sure about tomorrow, and she doesn't want to rush to it.

In the live broadcast room, netizens repeatedly stayed, and Sang Luo still closed the live broadcast room.

Today's live broadcast made her tired enough, her legs were numb, and her neck was sore.

After turning off the computer, Sang Luo walked out of the squatter and went to the small lawn in front of the view, moving his muscles and bones.

Looking down the mountain, the sun has set, the setting sun has plated the mountains with a layer of golden light, the gentle evening breeze does not push the twilight clouds, the head of the wild path is buried in the barren forest, and the crow cries around the trees from time to time.

She had forgotten how long it had been since she had seen such a beautiful sight.

There is only a black sky in the underworld that is like a day for a thousand years, there is no sun, no moon, not even a little starlight.

On the surface of the Lechuan River, endless blood swirls indefinitely, broken limbs everywhere, and countless bones are floating.

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The next day, at four o'clock in the morning, Sang Luo was woken up by the sound of jingling bells in the view.

With the breath of getting up, Sang Luo walked towards the source of the sound, which came from the temple on the easternmost side.

She gently pushed the wooden door open, and Shen Wuyang was cleaning the hall and placing tributes.

Under Shen Wuyang's careful cleaning, this temple seemed to have changed its appearance, the floor was polished transparently, the table was full of fresh fruits, the incense burner was inserted with incense, the cigarette smoke rose slowly, and the fragrance of the cypress wafted everywhere in the temple, adding a sense of sacredness and solemnity to the originally desolate and lonely hall.

Sang Luo's face sank, "There are no statues of gods in this temple, so you don't have to clean it so carefully, if you are really idle, go and clean the dining hall and the scripture pavilion." ”

She slept soundly, who knew that she was woken up by this kid, so as soon as she caught him, she quickly vented all the anger in her heart.

Shen Wuyang heard Sang Luo's voice, and hurriedly turned around and ran to Sang Luo's side, "Master, why did you make your own temple so sloppy?" ”

"My temple?" Sang Luo frowned slightly, his eyes stared at Shen Wuyang for a long time, his eyes were full of doubts, and in the confusion, there was a faint melancholy.

"So, the woman in this portrait is me?"

Shen Wuyang saw the confusion and surprise in her eyes through Sang Luo's eyes, as if she didn't know anything about this matter, so she felt a little frustrated.

"Master, it's just that you forgot about me, why didn't you even forget the sect you founded with your own hands?"

Shen Wuyang hung his head and said as he kicked the bluestone floor with a corner with the tip of his shoe.

At this moment, a strange feeling quickly flashed in her heart, and the feeling was indescribable, making her feel extremely empty and lost.

"The Cangyun Sect was founded by you, why did you forget? What have you been through in the past few thousand years? ”

When Sang Luo heard Shen Wuyang's words, he was also stunned in his heart, "I only have memories related to the underworld in my mind, and I thought I was born in the underworld." ”

In an instant, she quickly figured out why her account was associated with the incense of this Broken Dao Temple.

It turned out that this temple was founded by herself.

In fact, not only her, but also those ghosts and gods with a little status in the underworld, the money in their accounts all comes from the faith and incense in the world.

However, the accounts of other ghosts and gods are generally connected to the City God Temple or the Ten Yan Temple, and only she is connected to a Taoist temple of unknown origin.

In the past thousands of years, she has never bothered about money, because this Taoist temple was very prosperous before, that is, three years ago, after the death of the last master, her pocket began to be very shy.

From a rich woman in the underworld, she transformed into a negative woman in the underworld in an instant.

In the most difficult time, she owed her subordinates half a year's salary, and now she is still paying off the wages she owed before.

After Shen Wuyang heard what Sang Luo said, his face was full of shock, "Master, did you go to the underworld after you died?" I thought you were an immortal. ”

Sang Luo gave Shen Wuyang a roll of his eyes, "What's wrong with the underworld?" Ghosts and gods are also gods. ”

Shen Wuyang saw that Sang Luo was displeased, so he hurriedly flattered: "Master is right!" How magnificent is it to be a ghost? If you let these mortals die in the third watch, they won't live in the fifth watch! How long this mortal will live, it's not up to you people in the underworld to decide? ”

After speaking, Shen Wuyang put on a flattering smile.

"How long mortals live, the people of the underworld have the final say......" Sang Luo repeated Shen Wuyang's words in her mouth, and suddenly an idea crossed her brain.

Therefore, Gao Yi's father's incident may not have anything to do with the people in the underworld.

At about eight o'clock, Gao Yi came to Cangyun Temple with a bundle of incense.

As soon as he saw Sangluo, he hurriedly thanked him.

"I heard that the master didn't do live broadcasts to make money, but to earn some incense for the Taoist temple, so I bought some incense."

As he spoke, Gao Yi took out the incense, "At this point, I am the same as the master." I didn't check the truth for money, but just to find out the real culprit for my father and make him blind. ”

Gao Yi worshipped in various temples and burned incense.

At this time, Sang Luo also received an unexpected text message.

[Your debit card account, 9996 remitted a sum of money from Tiandi Bank on August 15, the current balance, 245678 yuan. 】

Sang Luo left Shen Wuyang in the temple to guard, and he followed Gao Yi to the hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of Qingtian Hospital, a bunch of reporters rushed in, vying for interviews and photographs.

Sang Luo was a little confused, "What's going on?" ”

Gao Yi picked at the back of his head, "I found these reporters, and now the Internet says that I am making trouble for money, I just want to prove that I am not such a person, I want those people to see, my father's death is problematic." ”

Sang Luo was so angry with Gao Yi that he asked expressionlessly: "Do you think that if you call these reporters, will the hospital still let us in?" ”

Gao Yi smiled awkwardly, "I... I didn't think about it that much. ”

Sang Luo didn't say much and walked towards the gate of the hospital, and sure enough, he was stopped by the hospital's security guards.

"Our dean said that you two are not welcome, please leave quickly."

Gao Yi invited Sang Luo in the live broadcast room, so the president of Qingtian Hospital ordered the security guards early in the morning to not allow Sang Luo and Gao Yi to go in, so as not to make trouble again.