Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

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. Is it possible 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—"

"Every person 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 life expectancy will be, there will be the most appropriate arrangements. There will be no room for sloppy and personal feelings. You should perform tasks when you are supposed to perform them. Don't hide your personal feelings at every turn, which will lead to a messy life and death book."

"." Mu Lin was so ashamed of being scolded that he lowered his head.

"Yes, I understand, 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. So, 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 don't want to, 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 40s, cried like a child.

"My lord, I'm sorry. It's my fault for the delay."

Mu Lin followed her and apologized apologetically.

Without turning her head, Yun Si said flatly, "Don't do this in the future, just work when it's time to work."

"Okay, my lord, I promise I won't soften my heart next time!"

Immediately, another line of words appeared 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 her.

"Is there a soul collection bag?"

Mu Lin was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head.

Thus, a small pure black bag was thrown into his arms.

Lord Death 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 in one 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 crashed into the sea. 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's 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 with satisfaction as he busily moved around and put the fresh ghosts into the bag in an orderly manner.

(End of this chapter)