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Very quickly, Weiqing found out from the doctor that there was a problem with Zhang Linlin's heart.

According to the doctors, Zhang Linlin's heart problem was not caused by Innates, but rather the day after tomorrow. Simply put, his heart had internal injuries, and the main thing was that he would be fine if he did not get too excited. Weiqing let out a long sigh. Most probably, this hidden injury of Zhang Linlin's was caused by the drunk Zhang Fugui when he was young, right?

The two of them tossed and turned for the better half of the night as Zhang Linlin finally calmed down.

Old Zhang's experience reminded Weiqing of a very popular saying in the countryside. It would either be that Old Zhang's lack of virtue had paid off, or that something had gone wrong with the Old Zhang Family's Feng Shui Ancestor. Zhang Fugui had lost his wife in his early years, lost his son in his middle years, died miserably for Zhang Fada, and now even Zhang Linlin had internal injuries.

Zhang Fugui's death had a huge impact on Zhang Linlin. Different from the usual crying and crying, he was just like a fool, lying on the sickbed without saying a word.

Losing two loved ones in such a short period of time was indeed a big blow!

Weiqing guarded Zhang Linlin's ward, no matter how he asked, Zhang Linlin did not answer, but took out his phone and played with it.

On WeChat, the little white rabbit looked for Weiqing to play games. Weiqing didn't reply, how could he be in the mood to play games now? Then, he looked at the records in the Tusita Palace chat group. They were all trivial matters of the Heaven Realm.

God of Plague: I've been busy recently too. Yama has recently shown off his power and expelled a lot of people, causing me, the God of Plague, to do all sorts of useless things.

Wasn't the affair of Ox-Head and Horse-Face just a soul reaper?

Weiqing's brain suddenly became active.

Weiqing: The god of plague, are you there?

After a long while, the god of pests finally replied. You, the great red man of Heaven Realm, you're looking for me for something?

Weiqing: (Sweating) Don't mock me when the plague is too great. In my eyes, you will always be my big brother, the Great God that I, as a mortal, can only look up to.

God of Plague: Tsk, come on. I heard from the group that from now on, this group will have all the mortal tasks for you to take care of. Hehe, this is the first time I have encountered such a situation, who would believe that no one in your Heaven Realm would fall for you? Let's stop talking, I'm in a hurry to hook up with the spirit!

Weiqing: Big Plague God, don't go. Let's talk more. I really have something to talk to you about!

God of Plague: Speak if you have something to say. I'm really busy.

Weiqing: Weren't you in charge of capturing ghosts? I just happened to have an elder here who accidentally passed away. Can you not hook his soul and let him come back to life!

God of Plague: (rolling his eyes) You dare to say that! A person's life and death had already been written in the Book of Life and Death when he was born. Not to mention a mortal, even if a deity died, there was nothing that could change the fate of that person. Otherwise, why would they even care about the underworld? Who wouldn't want to live the same life as that deity?

Weiqing: The problem is that my friend just died, it's just tonight. I heard that there's a number seven after a person dies? Ox-Head and Horse-Face would not lure him away during these seven days. Would he only reincarnate after he got home from the first seven days and had a final look at his family?

God of Plague: Hehe, I didn't expect you to know so much.

Weiqing immediately asked: Is there any hope in this matter?

God of Plague: Hard to say.

Weiqing: The god of plague is too big, stop keeping me in suspense. Just say what you want to say.

Calamity God: Weiqing, since you are half a citizen of Heaven Realm, I can tell you this in a responsible manner. A person's life and death was one thing in the Book of Life and Death, but there was a difference in reality. After all, the Book of Life and Death was not omnipotent. "As a result, if a dying man or a dying man found a chance to survive, they would be able to survive. It would not be a violation of the rules, but a conformance to the laws of the heavens!

Weiqing was still puzzled, and asked: "What is this slim chance of survival?"

God of Plague: How would I know? Not to mention a mortal, even if the Immortal Deity Tribulation was coming, he would only be able to sense it ahead of time and would not know what it was. As for how to pass the tribulation, that would depend on whether this Immortal could find a way to survive, and once he found the right one, he could continue to live. However, as a mortal, there was no need to be so formal. No one would care if a mortal died a few years earlier, or lived an extra few years. This time, the reason why the Underworld King was doing all this was because the King of Hell found out that there were a lot of people who did things in the Underworld that colluded with the people of the mortal world and did a lot of unspeakable things. For example, in your current situation, you found a way to revive people after they died and broke the rules!

God of Plague's words clearly showed that a mortal died and had a chance of survival!

Weiqing did not hold back, and asked: Great Plague God, this elder is very important to me, you are doing the right thing, I believe you have a way to let him live, right? If possible, give me a price, as long as I can give you what you want, I will!

God of Plague: You want me to think about it?

Weiqing nodded his head: Alright, this matter will be difficult to handle if it is delayed.

God of Plague: Sure, send me the basic information on this person. The more detailed the better. I need to think it over.

Weiqing: Thank you, you calamity! I'll give it to you later!

Whooosh.

After talking with the god of pests, even Weiqing himself felt that it was unbelievable! There was actually someone in this world who could revive after death?

Weiqing knew that he couldn't drag this on for too long, otherwise, it would be hard for the god of pests to help. Zhang Fugui had already been dead for more than three hours. According to common sense, the Soul Emissaries in the Underworld should not have taken over this matter yet. During this period of time when the Underworld was spying on them, Zhang Fugui was already a person that the Three Realms did not care about.

Although it was late in the night, Weiqing still called Captain Wu without hesitation!

Weiqing did not tell Captain Wu that Zhang Fugui was dead. Instead, he asked Captain Wu Mo to help him go to the town's police station to get Zhang Fugui's personal information. Wu Zhong had initially said that this did not conform to the rules, but Weiqing's attitude was persistent, so Wu Zhong was afraid that he might offend Weiqing, so he said that it was too late and he would investigate it tomorrow morning!

However, Weiqing didn't have the time to wait until tomorrow morning, and directly said to Wu Zhong: Captain Wu, I really need this information, and I know it's inappropriate for you to go investigate it at this late hour. But I, Weiqing, have a principle for what I do, if someone helped me, I would never be vague!

As long as Wu Zhong helped Weiqing this time, it would not matter what the conditions were!

Wu Zhong was not stupid, he mumbled a bunch of grumbles, and in the end, said that he was going to get up and go to the police station now, so Weiqing decided to wait.

In less than half an hour, Captain Wu already sent Zhang Fugui's personal file to Weiqing!

This old fox was really cunning!

Was half an hour enough time for him to crawl out from under his blanket and run to the police station to gather information on Zhang Fugui?

With such a small matter, Wu Zhong only needed to call the big bro police officer on duty, and use this to investigate and use him to come over. The reason why Wu Zhong acted so difficult in front of Weiqing, was because he was trying to fish for trouble. But Weiqing did not care about all these, and immediately sent Zhang Fugui's personal information to the god of pests …