[MTL, BL] Evil Spirit, He Will Take Any Job

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The first question before them now is-whether or not to notify Requiem.

If you don't notify, the fire will start, and you will inevitably be called to ask questions later, which is very troublesome; if you notify, if there is no fire, it will definitely affect Han Zhaoge's reputation.

If Han Zhaoge wanted to use the forbidden technique, he must have thrown out such things as fame. But as his friend, he must have hoped that Han Zhaoge gave up halfway through, and Lin Yexian had to take He Chongze's face into consideration.

Jiang Taki, who came over, only felt that his brain was going to explode. He had already foreseen the situation of his brother's rebellion, which was the last thing he wanted to see. Besides, he just recuperated and left for a few days, and he really didn't want to do it again.

"What now?" Jiang Taki asked. From so far away, he could already feel the chill of the ice.

Whether it is cold or not can be put aside for now. The point is that there is not enough water here to put out the fire. Otherwise, he would not have exhausted his energy to find and transport water.

Lin Yexian and Jiang Taki thought of one place: "It seems that the Requiem has to be notified, and at least a few firetrucks have to be prepared." The

water source in the mountains and forests is limited, and only a small stream stretches. Usually the goblins and the animals in the forest all drink and bathe in this creek, which is enough. But using it to put out fires is a drop in the bucket.

He Chongze: "Jiang Long, you first make a bigger barrier, surround the entire mountain, don't let humans enter, and don't let them see the situation on the mountain. Ye and I will go up to see if we can call Zhaoge. Come out and talk, if it doesn't work, tell Requiem to make preparations early."

"Okay!" This arrangement was appropriate, and Jiang Taki didn't have to worry about it, so he immediately started to do it. Fortunately, it is not yet dawn, even those who get up early to go up the mountain are not so early.

Lin Yexian and He Chongze came to the outside of the frozen barrier, looked at the thickness of the ice layer, and listened carefully to the sound inside - very good, couldn't hear anything.

Lin Yexian didn't believe that the little goblin in his realm would wait to die honestly without making any noise. At least he should have the same hope as the magpie spirit, waiting for him to save him. So he guessed that the ice layer was too thick, blocking the sound.

I just don't know if it's two-way isolation, or if it's just his side that can't hear the voice inside, but the one inside can hear him.

No matter what, I have to give it a try, so Lin Yexian shouted at the inside: "Han Zhaoge, you come out!"

"Are you having a problem with your brain? Running into my woods to cause trouble, what is it that attracts you here? This kind of mental illness, can't I correct it?"

"You said that you have lived for so many years, and there is nothing you can't say face-to-face, let's talk face-to-face, maybe we can come up with a good solution. What's the matter with you? No Treat He Chongze as a friend and rub his face on the ground repeatedly?"

Lin Yexian didn't say anything nice, he felt that Han Zhaoge's mind was mostly stubborn and impulsive. At this time, reasoning with him is mostly useless, it is better to be excited, maybe it will have miraculous effects.

But reality told Lin Yexian that it didn't seem to be of any use, and there was still no movement inside...

"Can't he hear?" Lin Yexian frowned.