The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

It is not impossible to do a live broadcast to tell people's fortunes. Yan Muhuai has the ability to do so, but his current physical condition does not allow it. He wants to rest for a night and take care of Yan Tangxue's funeral first.

However, thinking about the variety show he would be on in two days, and the live broadcast he would have to do later, he logged onto Weibo, deleted everything he had posted before, and then posted a new piece of content.

"I'm sick, so I won't quit for now."

When he was deleting the previous content, he glanced at a few comments asking him to get out of the entertainment industry, so he posted this.

The main purpose of mentioning the illness is to find a reason for his current weak image, so that he won’t be criticized when he appears in public.

After posting on Weibo, he didn’t bother to read the comments and just fell asleep again with his phone in his arms.

He opened his eyes in the middle of the night as soon as Lin Ce entered the yard.

Lin Ce tiptoed into the living room and was scared to death when he saw Yan Muhuai still leaning on the sofa in the same position as when he left.

If Yan Muhuai hadn't been looking at him with his eyes open, he would have hurried forward to confirm whether the person was dead.

"Where did you go?" Yan Muhuai's voice was a little hoarse.

"I'm not in the mood to play. Can you eat the barbecue I brought you now?" Lin Ce was worried that Yan Muhuai was too weak to eat strong flavors, but they accidentally ordered a lot of dishes and didn't eat much, so it would be a waste if they didn't pack them up.

Yan Muhuai was really hungry, so he quickly sat up and took the plastic bag from Lin Ce, "I can finish a whole cow."

"Then you eat, I'll make the bed." Lin Ce had lived here longer than in his own home, and went to the room he had lived in before with ease.

Not only did he have to make the bed in his room, but Yan Muhuai's room was also a mess and he also had to help clean it up.

Yan Muhuai sat on the sofa, eating while watching Lin Ce busying in and out.

Putting aside Lin Ce's blond hair and his habit of skipping classes, this child is really a well-behaved kid.

It always reminds him of his little disciple who died early in another world.

"You haven't told me yet, where did you and your classmates go to play?" Yan Muhuai ate a skewer of spicy beef and frowned unconsciously.

He could practice fasting after reaching a certain level in the other world. However, in the past few hundred years, in order to seek revenge, he had neglected everything else and had not eaten for a long time, let alone spicy food.

As if he had been hit by a beef skewer, he changed it with a bad look on his face and switched to a skewer of spareribs with less chili and continued to eat.

"Two idiots said they would take me on an adventure to change my mood, but in the end I didn't see anything." Lin Ce still didn't say where they went, and he had a casual attitude that showed he was too lazy to say more.

Yan Muhuai didn't ask any more questions. After Lin Ce finished cleaning the room, he came over and helped him in.

There is a bathroom in the room so he can wash up before going to bed.

"It's getting late, brother, you should go to bed early. I'll have to trouble you with my mother's funeral tomorrow." After all, Lin Ce was only a sixteen-year-old high school student and didn't know anything.

"She is my aunt." Yan Muhuai reminded him. Seeing that Lin Ce was about to turn around and leave, he grabbed her back and waved his hand over her head.

Lin Ce thought he had said something wrong and Yan Muhuai wanted to hit him, "I'm not saying this just to be polite, I just think you should rest at home now, but I can't handle it myself."

"I know. Go and have a rest." Only after seeing that the black air above Lin Ce's head was dispersed by him did Yan Muhuai let him go.

Thirty-five asked curiously, "Master Host, what is that?"

"Evil spirits will breed in places with extremely heavy yin energy. Once evil spirits attach themselves to people, they will suffer from nightmares, become weak and sick, or even be bedridden. Those little brats must have gone to an unclean place." After Yan Muhuai finished his thirty-five replies, he entered the room.

Early the next morning, the police called and asked Lin Ce to go to the police station to pick up Yan Tangxue's body. By the way, the police also explained the case to them so that the family could understand the truth.

"The murderer Lin Jinshui became mentally ill in the cell last night. He gnawed off the flesh on his arm and ate it. He has now been sent to the hospital due to excessive blood loss. Therefore, we have not interrogated him yet. The case was explained by the accomplice Wang Tong."

When the police said this, Yan Muhuai didn't even raise his eyebrows, but Lin Ce was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"He chews on his own arm?" Lin Ce was a little afraid to imagine that scene.

The scene was indeed very bloody. The police were afraid of scaring the children, so they did not explain in detail. They just told Lin Ce that if he wanted to see Lin Jinshui, the police would accompany him.

Lin Ce refused without thinking.

If he didn't want to live and take care of his brother, he would have wanted to kill Lin Jinshui. How could he have possibly gone to see Lin Jinshui?

Seeing that Yan Muhuai and Lin Ce didn't care about Lin Jinshui, the police skipped the topic and got back to the case itself.

"According to Wang Tong, Ms. Yan Tangxue came home from get off work and saw her and Lin Jinshui doing something indecent at home. She got angry and started fighting. Lin Jinshui accidentally pushed her down and hit the corner of the table. He had long coveted Ms. Yan's money, so he decided to kill and dismember her..."

But even if the body was cut into pieces, Lin Jinshui still felt that the body would be found wherever it was thrown, so he came up with a vicious idea. He planned to eat Yan Tangxue's meat in a hot pot and then burn the bones, so that there would be no trace left.

Lin Ce had already thought of what the police said when he pushed the door open when he returned home yesterday, but now that he heard a more detailed account, he was still shaking with anger.

Yan Muhuai raised his hand and patted him gently on the back, silently comforting him.

After hearing the details of the case, the two took Yan Tangxue's body home, and the next step was to handle the funeral.

Before Yan Tangxue left, she told them that there was no need to hold a memorial service for her, and that they could just cremate her body and bury it in the cemetery.

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Huaicheng Mayor Chen Xiao dragged his slightly fat body to open the car door for Rong Jin.

The scorching sun could not dispel the coldness around Rong Jin.

"Mr. Rong, this area is the designated villa area for Huaicheng residents... Hmm? Is that family holding a funeral? How about we go in another direction?" Chen Xiao had just begun to introduce this area when he saw a wreath placed at the gate of a villa not far ahead. His expression immediately changed.

Birth, aging, sickness and death are common to all people, but it is really unlucky for them to encounter them at this time.

"I heard it was a homicide case. The husband cheated on his wife and killed her with his mistress, and then dismembered her body. The news spread all over the city." Chen Xiao's secretary was still giving some popular science advice at the side.

Chen Xiao glared at him, "Who wants to hear this?" Then he smiled and made a "please" gesture to Rong Jin.

"Keep moving forward." Rong Jin bypassed Chen Xiao and walked in front, with Ming Fei following closely behind.

Seeing that Rong Jin didn't care, Chen Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed.

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating, but he was receiving Rong Jin and didn't dare take it out to answer it.

Just as Rong Jin and his group passed by the small house, Yan Muhuai and Lin Ce, dressed in black, came out holding Yan Tangxue's urn and walked in the opposite direction from them.

Rong Jin, who had taken several steps, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to take a look.

Yan Muhuai's thin figure was already quite far away from him, but he strangely felt that the back was extremely familiar?