How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

That's why I can help you operate within the rules, make you a "local", and directly change your nationality.

But the situation of the little one you mentioned is because of her clothes. She is an illegal immigrant. What can I do about this? "

"So that means she can't drink soup or anything. If she forgets something, her identity will be legal..."

Hei Yang scratched his head.

"Can't we also let her wash in the Wangchuan River to clear her identity?"

"It's okay to clear my name. Grandma, I finally found out. You kid and that little girl, you two are talking..."

Po Meng frowned, spoke hesitantly, and nodded affirmatively.

"Well, yes, the way you two usually choose words and sentences always has an aura of illegality and crime!

Wait, let me check if you have an ex-con. "

"ah?"

The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched and he said speechlessly: "Isn't your effort in vain? How could I have a criminal record and be found out?"

"That means the whitewashing channel you found is very professional?"

Po Meng's eyes flashed.

"Be strict if you resist, be lenient if you confess, and tell the truth!"

"Of course... bah bah!! What?!!"

Hei Yang couldn't help shouting: "What do you mean I am a professional in whitewashing channels? I am white from beginning to end!"

"I have reservations about it anyway."

Po Meng glanced at Hei Yang suspiciously.

"After all, you sound like an experienced repeat offender."

"Oh, please stop teasing me."

Hei Yang waved his hand helplessly.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't have avoided Grandma Meng. I shouldn't have come to you when I had a problem. I repent, I admit my guilt!"

"You know that too."

Mrs. Meng rolled her eyes and scolded with a smile: "You brat is like hiding from the plague god all day long. He runs away when he sees you. Grandma, am I going to offend you two like this?"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang's smile froze, and he pointed to the long list of friends on the Naihe Bridge outside, with a look of resentment on his face.

"Look here, besides me, there are several living people running towards you all day long!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Po Meng slowly filled the soup.

"The dead don't come here all the time. They only come here every few decades. You are more of a ghost than a ghost."

Hei Yang: "..."

"Ha, okay, don't just stand there."

Po Meng waved her hands funny.

"Grandma, there is really nothing I can do. In the blink of an eye, you will be exposed to the Nascent Soul stage. Phew, keep working hard! Go get busy first."

"Uh-huh."

Hei Yang had a well-behaved look on his face and slowly backed away in small steps.

"Goodbye grandma, goodbye, again..."

"Oh, right."

Po Meng suddenly said: "I'm not from your world, and I'm not very familiar with it. You two are still young and don't understand many things. You can try asking the adults in your world. They may have some ideas."

"ah?"

Hei Yang was stunned for a moment and his eyes lit up.

"Oh, I understand, I understand, thank you grandma, long live grandma!"

"I didn't say it would definitely work!"

Po Meng said angrily: "Don't blame me if you don't succeed."

"knew---"

Black Yang's voice floated far away.

………

A blanket was spread out in the open space, and Hongli sat on it hugging her knees, staring quietly ahead.

The sloth was lying in front of her, looking up at the sky with an expressionless expression.

"You are really bad."

The space next to the sloth was suddenly shattered, and deep darkness surged within it. The turbulent flow of space roared in her ears, making her voice sound thin and trembling at the same time.

"Why... tell me... death is terrible... makes me... so scared now..."

Feeling the malice of the whole world, the sloth's eyes were red and he looked aggrieved.

"It's better now... I could have... walked away relieved... not afraid..."

"Don't say that!"

Hong Li smoothed and blocked the space cracks with a slap, and said angrily: "You said you are afraid of death, we will definitely not let you die.

Hei Yang went to help you find a solution. I was watching next to you. Nothing happened! "

"Kacha"

"Click your head, don't open it, close it!"

Hong Li looked at more and more space cracks around the sloth, and finally couldn't sit still. She jumped around beside the sloth, gnashing her teeth and scratching with both hands, patching up the east end and the west end, like a whack-a-mole. Same.

"Close! Close! Close this side too! And this side!"

"Hongli, you have to block me from watching the sunrise."

The sloth muttered in a low voice: "It's already very good, let's take a rest, it's very tiring.

I will leave after sunrise. In the end, I am very satisfied to have you two good friends. "

"Satisfy your size!"

Hongli's eyes were filled with anger, and she clenched her fists fiercely.

"Ahhh! Anyway, give it to me first, be quiet!"

"boom!"

The majestic power of space exploded instantly, spreading around like a ring. With the point where the red glass was located as the center, the space cracks within the radius were frozen like a tide, and the violent space suddenly calmed down.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

Hong Li wiped the sweat off her forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

“That’s right, give me a chance, Lao Ao!

We have been friends for more than ten years, right? "

"Well……"

The sloth beeped softly: "The consciousness of the world is like a set of mechanisms that run automatically. It is almost useless for you to use it."

"Huh, you didn't tell me earlier!"

Hongli's smile disappeared instantly, she sighed, and said viciously: "No, we can't just sit back and wait for death!"

Sloth: "I'm just lying there waiting to die."

"Don't interrupt!"

Hong Li casually pushed her long hair back, and under the gaze of the sloth, she pulled out a large coffin from the storage bag!

It has a sliding cover and is not covered tightly. It looks like it is not an ordinary thing!

"Look here, look here!"

Hong Li waved her hand, used her spiritual power to pull the corpse of the sloth over, pointed at the coffin and said, "Did you see it? My trump card!"

"Well……"

The sloth looked puzzled, looked at the big coffin, and scratched his head.

"Is this the coffin you prepared for me?

To be honest, it’s a bit big and can hold several of me! "

"Ah, this is indeed the coffin prepared for you...

Bah, bah, it’s not a coffin for you, although it is indeed prepared for you..."

Hongli patted her head and said a little irritably: "Oh, this coffin is not used as a coffin anyway. You can understand what I say!"

"Well……"

The sloth was stunned for a moment, sighed, and showed a sad expression.

"That's right. How can a guy like me deserve to lie down in such a luxurious coffin? Even if I just look at it twice, I've already laid it down...ah! My head!"

"Don't say such unfavorable words!"

Hongli was playing tic-tac-toe on her head and took her palm back from the sloth's head. She felt secretly happy. It turns out that this is how it feels to hit a short man on the head. Is this Heiyang's happiness? !

"Ahem, maybe I didn't explain it clearly just now."

Hong Li pointed at the coffin and explained: "This, as long as you lie down in it and close the lid, you can survive for a long, long time.

However, this coffin can only be opened from the inside, not the outside. You need to pay attention to this. "

"Really?"

The sloth was stunned for a moment, then floated over and tapped the coffin board curiously with his little paws, confirming again: "You didn't lie to me?"

"Why did you lie to me?"

Hong Li rolled her eyes: "If you don't believe me, why don't you try?"

"Well……"

The sloth looked around, and the deep cracks in time and space were frozen, like marble patterns, and like the roots of old trees, they were still extending and intertwining.

She stretched her head and looked into the coffin again, dazed.

"Hey, hey, don't be in a daze!"

Hongli laughed out loud.

"Okay, I admit that it is indeed a bit unlucky, but this is also a necessity..."

Hong Li said as she put several layers of cotton padding into the coffin, and put a pillow inside. After thinking about it, she put another small pillow, and after thinking about it, she put in another lighting stone. After thinking about it, she put it in again. A messenger spirit stone...

"Ahaha, it should be enough. If you add more, it will be too much..."

Hongli smiled sheepishly and suddenly thought of something.

"Oh, by the way, there is also this, this, storage bag filled with snacks, called Yangli Happy Bag for short!"

Hongli put the storage bag inside, clapped her hands, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This should be fine, right? What do you think of laziness? Huh? What's wrong?"

"Hongli...Heiyang..."

Lazy sobbed, wiped his tears, jumped into the coffin, grabbed the coffin board, and said loudly: "It's okay, I just woke up and yawned and shed tears. Thank you!"

"Help people to the end."

Hong Li waved her hand and turned to look around. The space cracks began to become violent again. She shook her head and comforted: "Don't worry, I'll let you know when I find a way. Then you can just slide open the lid and come out."

For now, hide inside and avoid the limelight for now. "

"that……"