Lin Mu's statement made Dahei who knew it and the few humans who didn't know it a little bit subtle.
Da Hei pondered that Lin Mu kept a big monster like Yan Xuanjing as a pet and was not beaten to death. This is really not something that can be easily explained with a "good".
In addition, the old tortoise had hinted to him that Lin Mu's bloodline should not be simple, and Da Hei didn't have any real feeling. Now that Lin Mu is equated with the nine-tailed fox, it feels a bit overwhelming.
To be able to toss the nine-tailed fox like this—it's still the young king of Qingqiu, but it's nothing. No matter how you think about it, it must be because of some incredible blood or background.
After contacting Lin Mu's parents, the blank column and the dazedness at the beginning can only get the answer that the blood is very bloody.
And the human side thinks more.
They have a cooperative relationship with the sub-district office. After all, they share the same civil service system, and their salaries are also paid from the top. Naturally, they have forest information in their hands.
However, they haven't paid much attention to the existence of Lin Mu, because Lin Mu's information and resume seem to be mediocre, and he is still a half-demon. He didn't participate in the last mission to hunt down the emperor's house. Ordinary working man.
As a result, this wage earner was able to say that he had a good relationship with the nine-tailed fox!
A few humans, you look at me, I look at you, still a little unbelievable.
This half-demon looks really young and tender, similar to an ordinary person, not very strong in combat and aggression, how can he be friends with the nine-tailed fox.
But they still understand the fact that people can't look at their faces.
The human being who can call the shots sighed softly and asked, "If you ask, when will you be able to get an answer?"
Hearing this, Lin Mu pursed his lips and smiled, and took out his mobile phone: "You can do it now."
Several humans were stunned.
Da Hei waved his hand: "Then go and ask Lin Xiaomu."
"Okay." Lin Mu went outside and called Yan Xuanjing.
When Yan Xuanjing received the call, he was holding a letter on the main peak of Qingyao Mountain.
The passage between the Central Plains and the Great Wilderness is inside the mountain, and it is not difficult for monsters to enter the mountain.
Another letter from the Great Wilderness to Yan Xuanjing, this time it was not Yan Gui who delivered the letter. Because the investigation went well, Yan Gui simply stayed in the Central Plains to escort the Imperial House.
This time it was Yan Xuanjing's mother who delivered the letter.
The letter in his hand had a tantalizing aroma, and when Yan Xuanjing was about to open the letter, the phone vibrated.
This number was only dialed by Lin Mu alone.
Yan Xuanjing took the letter in his hand and connected the phone.
Lin Mu stood on the side of the street, looked at the sporadic vehicles and pedestrians, and whispered, "Can I trouble you to do me a favor, Toffee?"
His voice was low, slightly hoarse, and his depressed mood was very obvious.
Yan Xuanjing raised his eyebrows slightly.
A few rabbit spirits who had just left the passage with their families and mouths looked up and saw such a big monster with low pressure, and were so frightened that they retracted back into the passage and hid.
Yan Xuanjing glanced over there, lifted his foot out of the mountain, and asked, "What happened?"
Lin Mu opened his mouth, just about to say something, looked around and changed his mouth again.
"I'll tell you about it when I go home. There are humans who come to our office and say that there are too many monsters from the Great Wilderness recently. I'm afraid of accidents. I propose to close the mountain. They think it's OK, but they are afraid that you will have an opinion."
"Fencing the mountain? You..." Yan Xuanjing paused, vaguely aware that there was something in Lin Mu's words, and after hearing Lin Mu say that he would go home and talk, he swallowed the words and corrected Lin Mu, "Qingyao Mountain is not my territory."
Lin Mu was taken aback: "But everyone said that the current leader of Qingyao Mountain is a nine-tailed fox."
"Rumour." After Yan Xuanjing finished speaking, he looked up from a distance and glanced at the mountain god Qingyao who was lying on the rocks on the mountainside basking in the sun, and said, "I'll ask the mountain god for you."
Lin Mu didn't quite understand the number of paths in the middle. Hearing Yan Xuanjing say this, he nodded: "Oh, good."
Yan Xuanjing had a pretty good relationship with the Mountain God, and when he heard that the mountain was going to be closed, the Mountain God had no objection.
It's just closing the mountain, it's not about leveling the mountain forest, the mountain god doesn't care about this kind of thing at all.
On the other hand, if the mountain is sealed off, it will be a lot more lively, and the mountain god thinks that he might be able to catch a few monsters to play with him.
He played a bunch of board and card games recently, and he was worried that no one would play with him.
Yan Xuanjing conveyed his meaning to Lin Mu. Hearing Lin Mu's muffled answer, he didn't want to relax, and said, "Come back and make things clear, and I will help you."
"… "
Lin Mu was stunned, listening to the faint chirping of the wind and birds over the phone, he let out a long breath, rubbed his face, and his tone became a little more relaxed: "Thank you so much."
When Yan Xuanjing heard what Lin Mu said, his frowning brows relaxed a bit, but he felt that something was not right in his heart.
He didn't think about it, he just followed his own thoughts and said naturally, "No need to say thank you."
Lin Mu on the other end of the phone leaned against the wall, opened his mouth, digging at the wall with his hands behind his back, and muttered, "What do you say if you don't say thank you?"
Yan Xuanjing was stopped.
He frowned a little deeper, feeling dazed and unable to grasp the answer, a little powerless and a little inexplicably nervous.
nervous.
Yan Xuanjing looked down at his hand holding the letter, and felt that he shouldn't be nervous when he was on the phone with Lin Mu, a weak little half-demon.
The forest is not the enemy.
It's not even a powerful monster, and he doesn't need to be nervous at all.
There was silence on both ends of the phone.
In the end, Yan Xuanjing chose to skip this topic and said, "Come back early."
"Oh." Lin Mu pouted, hung up the phone, and turned back to the office.
Da Hei is still wrangling with those humans.
"I'm afraid now that a few ordinary people in the mountains have seen something they shouldn't see. I don't know why so many people have run past recently? Even if the number of monsters in our area exceeds the standard, there won't be so many people running over, right? ? I'm very suspicious, I'm really worried about those humans... "
When Lin Mu heard what Da Hei said, he glanced at the humans who were smiling bitterly.
Humans who are discussing the closure of the mountain are also complaining: "We are also afraid of ordinary people entering by mistake, and we want to know what happened, but there has been no such monster wave for hundreds of years, and it is understandable that they are so excited."
Another human also said: "Those big families also know that reporting allows us to control them well. Those scattered people don't care about this at all. We can't arrest everyone."
"That's right, Feng Shan will definitely have to work overtime, dispatch additional staff, do registration and logistical comfort, and be troubled by family and friends who have an accident."
Da Hei made a "tsk" sound, not at all surprised by this kind of thing.
The current rules for their monsters and special groups in the Central Plains are rather deformed and cruel.
As managers, they are only responsible for monsters and special groups of people who have registered and come to their homes for help.
They don't care about personal vendettas. They don't care about killing people on a small scale, as long as they don't involve ordinary people.
On weekdays, it is their own to sweep the snow in front of the door, unless they take the initiative to come to the door, or if there is a crazy character, or if there is some serious event, then they will take the initiative to participate.
Just like the matter of Emperor Wu, after they found that Emperor Wu was not a newspaper office without a purpose, they simply let go.
And this time it was because ordinary humans might be involved, so they decided to find a way to unblock this.
Otherwise, even if the killings in Qingyao Mountain are turned upside down, they will not care about it.
Da Hei looked up at Lin Mu and asked, "Have you agreed?"
"Okay, that's it for Fengshan." Lin Mu sat back next to Da Hei, listening to the humans over there holding out the computer and complaining about the trouble while preparing for a video conference.
Lin Mu was silent for a while before he said, "Don't you know?"
Several pairs of eyes looked at Lin Mu: "What do you know?"
Lin Mu blinked: "There is a vein in Qingyao Mountain. Those big families are all here to find the vein."
There was silence in the office for two seconds, and then Qi Qi took a deep breath.
Lin Mu added: "Yan Xuanjing said it."
Hearing Lin Mu's words, Da Hei felt a bit of a toothache: "The news of those big families has always been better than ours, but today is different. It is impossible for the dragon veins to be divided among several of them."
It is different from the time when you could build a mansion on the ground when you found the dragon veins in ancient times. Now, in addition to being able to cultivate the increasingly thin aura, the dragon veins also have a huge use, which is to make the country prosperous.
The more dragon veins remain on the land of Shenzhou, the more prosperous and prosperous the country will be.
These cultivating families have come to this day, and few have become famous due to the restrictions of the times. When they grasp the dragon veins, that is to use the knife on the head of the national fortune.
No one can stand this, okay
They didn't care about it in the past, because they couldn't cultivate anything, but they did exist to suppress those monsters who entered the WTO, but if they really dared to use a knife on the head of the country, even if they died, they didn't know.
There's a lot of stuff hidden up there.
It's really going to be shot, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a dimensionality reduction blow.
"Why is it so troublesome..." The expressions of several humans became even more distressed, and sighed, "No wonder they hid the news so tightly, this mountain can't be sealed, wait for me to make a report to the top and send some more staff first. Ah, their family has to watch it too."
Lin Mu calmly poured himself a glass of water and took a slow sip while looking at the busy humans in the office and Da Hei who was cracking on the keyboard.
"Lin Xiaomu, don't touch the fish!" Da Hei pointed upstairs, "Go upstairs and take down the information of the families who have made reports, enter them and print a few copies."
"Oh."
Lin Mu murmured in response, and joined in to get busy.
Lin Mutou once realized how troublesome it is to strictly implement a procedure in an agency.
He had been busy all day, working overtime until nine o'clock in the evening, and only one third of the information that should be sorted out was completed.
It’s even more troublesome for humans to report. The pros, cons, risks, losses, and efficiency of events have to be sorted out. When Lin Mu gets off work, a few humans are still squatting in their office in the dark, and everyone in the office has a big cup. Strong tea, also mixed with the aroma of coffee.
Lin Mu returned home with a mind full of official business words.
Before going home, I still remembered to send a copy of the sorted information to Diwu first.
It takes a lot of time for this one-stop process to come down, and this time is enough for Emperor Wu to do something secretly.
If the Emperor Wu does not do anything or it is too late, someone will come to sanction it later. Wouldn't it be nice to not have the Emperor Wu personally get involved in killing karma.
Lin Mu said hello to his family and fell into the sofa tiredly.
Yan Xuanjing walked beside him, and was stuffed with a cell phone by Lin Mu.
Lin Mu lay on the sofa and said sleepily: "The specific thing is like this..."
Yan Xuanjing took the mobile phone, and on the screen of the mobile phone was the chat window between Lin Mu and Diwu.
Before that, Lin Mu sent several documents to Emperor Wu.
Just as Yan Xuanjing was about to swipe up to see what was wrong with the chat history, he saw that Diwuxin had returned a message.
A kiss emoji, and a lovelove emoji.
"… "
Disrespectful to the old!
No shame!
Looking at the two new replies, Yan Xuanjing kept his fingertips on the screen, his brows furrowed more and more tightly.
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