The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 446: Cloudy and foggy
Liu Sheng had just finished saying everything when he suddenly heard screams and noise coming from the other side of the lake.

The lights gathered towards the lake like fish smelling blood. It was obvious that something had happened there.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Wen Weilan called the waiter and asked.

"Don't worry, sir. Our servants have already gone to investigate and we will have news soon," the waiter soothed.

Then the last dessert was served to the two of them - there was mist floating in the plate, and the plate was blue-green in color, as if it was not real.

"This dish is called 'In the Clouds and Mist'. It is made by grinding lotus seeds and almonds into pulp, adding Lingqiu royal jelly to boil the soup, and then using spiritual energy to evaporate it into mist, and using a magic circle to maintain its shape. The guests can directly inhale the mist, which is derived from the idea that the immortals eat wind and drink dew."

Liu Sheng looked at the invisible mist in the dish and felt that she was getting more and more confused about Chang'an's fashionable dining scene. She also felt that her father really had no hope.

[Or, can we also develop a magic array that can make his food glow, make sounds, evaporate, and disappear? ]

Although I don’t know what happened on the other side of the lake, I can only wait for news and enjoy this foggy time.

Wen Weilan was still digesting what Liu Sheng had said. Her heart was restless for a long time. She felt confused but tasted nothing in her mouth.

Who can accept that their grandfather has become their younger brother?
Moreover, the water seemed to be very deep inside.

"You mean, there is a prophet involved?" Wen Weilan still found it unbelievable.

She thought that there was only one prophet like the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower in the world, who knew there might be a second one?

Liu Sheng shook his head and said, "I'm not sure if he is a real prophet, I just heard about it vaguely, but it seems that every step your grandfather takes seems to be prejudged, which is really weird."

In addition, she felt that this foggy thing was indeed sweet in her mouth, but it didn't feel real.

"However, his path is obviously completely opposite to yours, and he also has the support of the court. Have you thought of a countermeasure?"

"Well, the power behind us is beyond your imagination." Wen Weilan nodded, "Also, what we want to achieve... is not simple either."

"So I hope you can..." Wen Weilan said as she looked at Liu Sheng, her voice full of hope.

Liu Sheng did not respond, but said bluntly: "You are heading towards the abyss, do you know that?"

"I know." Wen Weilan looked calm and smiled slightly.

"Do you know what the cost will be?"

Wen Weilan's eyes were deep and her voice was low: "I don't think anyone in the world knows this clearly."

What Wen Weilan said was true. Liu Sheng knew that the abyss was dangerous, but she could not be sure which path was the right one and was absolutely safe.

Wen Weilan saw Liu Sheng deep in thought, and suddenly his face became serious. He said softly, "Anyway, don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you or your father or mother."

When Liu Sheng saw Wen Weilan's serious and determined gaze, his heart moved slightly.

At this moment, Wen Weilan's eyes flickered slightly, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Just as she was about to speak, there was a knock on the door of the box.

"Please come in."

When Wen Weilan saw the waiter come in, the expression on his face was completely different from his previous calmness, and he began to think about something.

The waiter walked into the box, his expression more solemn than before: "My two guests, Jiulong Lake will be temporarily blocked tonight, please leave as soon as possible."

"What happened?" Liu Sheng asked with a frown.

"Someone was murdered at the Beiyuan Restaurant over there." The waiter's voice was low and calm, but still with a hint of uneasiness.

"What?" Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan exclaimed in surprise.

"Do you know the identity of the deceased now?" Wen Weilan asked calmly after trying to calm himself down.

The waiter hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "It has spread now, it is not a secret... Someone recognized that the deceased is the eldest daughter of the Lu family..."

Wen Weilan stood up suddenly, her face suddenly changed: "You mean, Miss Lu?"

The famous Lu family is the only one in Chang'an.

And there is only one Miss Lu.

Liu Sheng also knew that after she talked about Wen Xuanning's matter just now, Wen Weilan also revealed that she was ordered to investigate the murder of Lu Er at that time.

Therefore, they were also thinking that maybe Miss Lu would know something. But they didn't expect that Miss Lu died before Wen Weilan could take any action.

"This is not good." Wen Weilan frowned, without saying anything more, he just shook his body, and flew out with a veil fluttering, stepping on the lake surface, and ran to the other side of the lake.

Before leaving, she turned back and said, "The bill is with the shopkeeper."

This would save Liu Sheng from having to pay for the high meal bill.

Liu Sheng also felt relieved, flew out and chased after him.

When Liu Sheng rushed to the other side of the lake, the matter had come to an end.

The onlookers were talking about it. It was said that the murderer had been caught. He was a freshman at the National Academy named "Han Lu". It seemed that because his courtship was unsuccessful, he suddenly decided to stab Miss Lu.

Liu Sheng landed beside Wen Weilan and saw her staring at the crime scene with a dazed look on her face.

"Don't you think... this technique looks familiar?" Wen Weilan asked softly.

Liu Sheng nodded.

【really. 】

[This is no longer a question of technique, it's just someone's personal preference. ]

【Disgusting preference.】

At this moment, a red bird suddenly fell into Liu Sheng's sight, stopped on the eaves, chirped a few times, and jumped a few times.

Liu Sheng clearly felt that he was being called and was speechless.

[Where did this bird come from in the middle of the night? It's too obvious, isn't it? ]

Liu Sheng was about to call her down and tell Wen Weilan something, but he heard Wen Weilan whisper, "I have something to do. I'll leave first."

After a few rises and falls, it disappeared into the crowd.

Liu Sheng was helpless as he didn't even have time to say goodbye. He could only stretch out his hand and let the little red bird land in his palm.

It seems that this little red bird has been living a very comfortable life under Jiang Caibin's care these days, and has obviously gained some weight.

There is also a small disc on its neck, which contains a paste that can be used to write or draw with the bird's beak. It is so small that it can only write one word, which can be easily erased and then written on the next one.

Now the little red bird relies on this little invention for daily communication.

But now Liu Sheng didn't need her to write, he could understand what she meant.

【Follow me.】

The little red bird spread its wings and flew into the night sky, and Liu Sheng followed silently.

Following the little red bird all the way, Liu Sheng walked further and further away, even out of Chang'an City, and gradually walked towards the sparsely populated woods outside the city.

The scenery before my eyes became increasingly desolate, with a chilly chill and rising fog. If it had not been for some kind of prohibition, the eerie aura would have spread long ago.

Liu Sheng walked farther and farther away. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure flashing in front of her, and then disappeared after turning a corner.

However, this person shouldn't seem to be in such a desolate place.

A piece of white paper was blown to her feet by the wind, and then blown up by the wind and floated forward.

Liu Sheng looked at the white paper and felt a chill in his heart.

This is paper money.

Before his eyes was an uninhabited wasteland covered with uneven mounds of earth. The dry grass swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound, as if countless wronged souls were whispering.

Liu Sheng had just taken a step when he heard a "crunch" sound under his feet. He looked down and found that he had stepped on a bone and crushed it.

In the surrounding soil, white bones were vaguely visible, and occasionally broken limbs could be seen, and a few pieces of torn paper money fluttered silently in the air.

This is a mass grave.

This chapter number fits the last sentence very well.