n in the future, I'll also suggest he learn how to integrate into society... But they don't have identities, they are all black households, which is a bit difficult..."Mu Xiao Qiao." Long Xiao put awa...>

I smiled and asked, "Are you unable to contact the underworld"

Da Bao was taken aback: “How did you know You’re psychic!”

"No... Just now, at the door, Lin Yanhuan received a message saying that all religious places across the country have to close their doors for self-inspection. It has probably been notified to all levels of government."

I was put on the couch. Dad ran in from the backyard, he looked unharmed. Before he could ask me anything, I blurted out, "Where's my brother Where's Glutton"

"...Your brother is with Old Lady Wu, getting his wounds treated with medicated wine! Tán Lang is in the room, and Chéng Bǎnxian is going to remove the poison, so he kicked us out. The attic's too small, and we were just in the way."

"Where is Guihe going to Yunan" I asked again.

This whole family, nobody can be missing...

"Someone upstairs, Cheng Su is here, and he's with your grandma." My dad sighed.

Uncle Chengsu is here too! He seems to have been on external training for a while, looks like he's going to get promoted again.

Seeing my expression, Dabao frantically scratched his ears and cheeks, asking, "You, you... why aren't you worried! Your Majesty—"

I shook my head and said, "Don't worry, take your time."

He looked at me in a little surprise: "How do you feel Your image seems to have grown taller all of a sudden"

I wryly smiled inside. What image could I possibly have

It's just a case of being overconfident.

I reached up to touch my chest, where Jiang Qiyun's name pendant hung.

The undying blood curse he gave me is also there.

He once said that if he disappeared, the curse would be gone.

That thin scar nestled in his chest, hidden beneath the dazzling petals of the mandala flower. As long as that wound remained, so would he.

Knowing he's there, I can withstand any difficulty.

Dabo said that these Yin-soldiers of theirs, who were on the mortal plane, suddenly lost contact with the other side. No matter what methods they used, it was like their phones suddenly being out of service.

I know about this, because I can't summon little ghosts either.

Jiang Qiyun didn't appear either. I'm not sure what's going on at Qingyu Daoist Temple, but the corpse demon's body should have been completely destroyed by Jiang Qiyun. Otherwise, why would there be so much flesh and black blood in that space It felt like his whole body had turned into blood.

"Little Empress, what should we do Suddenly, we can't contact the underworld, not even the land god or city god are showing up! How are we supposed to work"

"Little Lady, now in the human world, we can only rely on you."

"It's alright, Your Majesty is still here, don't worry." I comforted him.

It's good that Dabao can spread the word, so that their group won't be in a state of panic.

This must be something wrong, but sitting here and brainstorming won't help even if we rack our brains.

My top priority right now is still Tanlang's injuries. I was just about to have Dabao and Lao Chen carry me upstairs to check on him when I saw Lin Yanqin rushing out of the backyard with red eyes.

"Lin Yanqin," I blurted out.

She abruptly raised her head, seeing me sitting on the sofa, and hurriedly asked, “Xia Qiao, how did you come back! What did the doctor say!”

"...it looks like gangrene, they might have to amputate." I smiled.

She turned pale: “How can you so easily say amputation! What kind of doctor are you! I’ll contact Renhe Hospital for you—”

"No need," I hurriedly stopped her. "I'm fine, we have our own ways of dealing with this, don't worry."

I just blurted out something random, I don't actually know how to fix it. I'm now pinning my hopes on Cheng Bansxian and the missing Long Xiaogē.

She strained a smile. "Well... that's good then... I was overreacting..."

I didn't think this sounded right, and her mood seemed off too. So I gave my dad and the others a look, signaling them to be smart and leave.

"How can you say I'm being dramatic I'm grateful for your help! I heard from Lin Yanhuan that you have good gun skills, but I never imagined you were this skilled."

Lin Yanqin pursed her lips and tried to put on a dignified and proper appearance: "What's so amazing about this...almost got scolded to death..."

Well, who scolded me

I vaguely felt something was off about her cheeks, like one side was a bit swollen.

"Hey, were you beaten up" I asked in surprise. "Who dared to hit you!"

She raised her hand to touch her cheek and smiled bitterly: "...My mom hit me. This is the first time I've ever been slapped... She was furious, and if I had accidentally killed someone while shooting like that, our entire family would probably be finished."

Indeed... The Lin family is being careful now, they can't make any mistakes. Otherwise, they won't live to see the day of power transfer.

"My big brother scolded me too, and your brother scolded me too..." Her eyes turned red: "I know I was impulsive... But the situation was chaotic at the time, I was really afraid that knife would stab him..."

I can understand this feeling. It's like a knife twisting in your gut, wishing the pain would be inflicted on yourself instead.

"You've made such great sacrifices for him... What did he say to you Let me scold him back!"

I feel a little sorry for Lin Yanqin, although I know my brother must be worried.

"He... he yelled at me, saying that women don't hold any guns... and then he just ignored me." Lin Yanqin's nose was red with grievance.

I couldn't help but shout in the direction of the backyard, "Mu Yunfan! What kind of attitude is that! Has your emotional intelligence gone offline!"

As soon as I finished complaining, my brother walked in shirtless, with a cold face and said: "What Did I say something wrong What kind of gun does a woman play with! This gun caused so much trouble, what's going on with your brain!"

Lin Yanqin's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head without speaking. This shot had indeed caused a huge problem, and the Lin family didn't know how much effort it would take to quell the situation.

"How can you say that Ms. Lin helped us a great deal Your attitude is wrong! Apologize now." I glared at him angrily.

My brother didn't want to get angry with me, a person who was mentally and physically hurt. He sighed heavily: "Alright, I'll do what you say."

He knelt down in front of Lin Yanqin. His body was thin but strong, with patches of green and purple bruises, and a smell of medicinal wine clung to him.

"Don't cry."

He reached out and gently touched Lin Yanqin's slightly flushed cheeks: "I didn't really want to make you cry...Don't be so impulsive in the future."

Lin Yanqin bit her lip and nodded, her expression softening considerably.

My brother grinned, "If you wanna play with guns, I've got one too. You wanna try"

I… I gritted my teeth, turning my head away.

Your grandpa's, my brother, this old driver, can't be serious for three minutes!

Unfortunately, Miss Lin didn't understand the meaning of this "gun". She asked in a daze, "Do you have a gun"

"Well, come on, I'll show you." He said, pulling Miss Lin upstairs.

I softly reminded him, "Lin Yanhua just said that Lin Yanqin is not allowed to stay out past curfew. You better watch yourself..."

Hearing the door close on the second floor, I smiled and shook my head. Looks like my brother's fine.

It's mainly the injury from Lang, and... Where are you, Qiyun...ixed on the front of the corridor. I walked forward cautiously. After walking for a long time, I didn't see the door. I wanted to turn back and give up, but Xuan Yue grabbed my hair and pointed forwar...