Chapter 981 Departure (8)
Lord Reaper twitched the corners of his lips, walked over, gave Mu Lin a cold look, and said:
"I remember I told you that if you are so soft-hearted every time, you will be recalled by the headquarters within three days. Could it be that you have forgotten what I said?"
"." Mu Lin still couldn't bear it: "My lord, in fact, he is quite pitiful. He still has elderly parents to support, and his wife also suffers from asthma, so she can't do heavy work. I—"
"Everyone who dies has a sad and sympathetic side. Do you want to forget your duty because of this?"
The scepter in the hands of the cold and ruthless Lord Reaper was displayed, and his face was cold.
"Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, these are beyond your control, and it is not possible to change everything because of pure mercy. You have to remember, God will not let a person live a long life just because he is pitiful. Years old, let alone let a person die immediately just because he did evil."
"As long as a person's Yangshou will be, there will be the most appropriate arrangements. You will not be allowed to be half-sloppy and have personal feelings. You will perform the task when it is time to perform it. Don't hide your personal feelings at every turn, leading to a messy life and death book."
"." Mu Lin was so ashamed of being scolded that he lowered his head.
"I know, I know, my lord."
"I'll take him away."
Lord Reaper glanced at the ghost who was still kneeling, his tone was flat.
"Your lifespan in this life is exhausted, but as long as you do good deeds in the next life, your lifespan will increase accordingly. Therefore, since everything is a foregone conclusion, why not think about how to live your next life well."
"Let's go, now, it's time for you to reincarnate."
Even if you are reluctant, you have to go.
The cold and ruthless Lord Reaper turned around.
Mu Lin quickly followed.
And the ghost, a middle-aged man in his forties, cried like a child.
Mu Lin followed her and apologized full of apology.
Yun Si didn't look back, and said flatly: "Don't do this in the future, and work when you have to work."
"Okay, my lord, I promise I won't be soft-hearted next time!"
Immediately there was another line of words in the book of life and death, and someone was about to die.
Yun Si glanced at the ghost who was forced to follow behind.
"Is there a soul collection bag?"
Mu Lin was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head.
So, a small pure black bag was thrown into his arms.
Master Shinigami clicked on the words that kept appearing in the book of life and death, and said:
"During the peak period of death, one person may die every minute. Under such circumstances, if it is too late to send the undead to a nearby storage point, you can put the undead in the bag first, and then go to deal with other tasks first .At the end, send the previously placed undead to the storage point together, so that the efficiency will be higher, you know?"
Mu Lin nodded blankly: "Understood."
Lord Reaper glanced at the two pages of paper that appeared full.
"There was a rear-end collision on the West Highway, a bus fell into the sea, and fifteen people died in total. The steps are the same as before, understand?"
Mu Lin nodded again.
"Okay, let's go."
I have to say that the helpers sent by the Reaper headquarters are really smart, and they can understand everything.
Yun Si stood by the side of the road, holding an umbrella while watching Mu Lin busy with satisfaction, and methodically put the fresh ghosts into the bag.
(end of this chapter)