"You'd better go wash up and go to bed early, it's all bubbly."

After Lu Xu's kind reminder, Xu Haoming found himself in the corridor wearing shower gel and a towel.

He looked at Lu Rui with a somewhat complicated mood. He responded with a stiff face and returned to the dormitory first.

"Lord Lu Xu..." After Xu Haoming returned to the dormitory, He Xinghua tried to call Lu Xu, "We really don't want to harm anyone..."

The other two also learned Lu Xu's identity from their companions at this time, and they were terrified at the thought of being caught red-handed.

There was surveillance in the corridor. Lu Xu didn't want to make it too obvious, so he just said, "Let's talk about anything tomorrow night after I finish recording the show's small warehouse report."

"Okay, okay, we all listen to adults."

After all, Tao Yingbo lived longer than his three younger brothers. Seeing that Lu Xu did not make things difficult for them, he became more courageous: "Master Lu Xu, how come you came to participate in the draft?"

And judging from what Lu Xu said to Xu Haoming, it was obvious that he didn't want to reveal his identity.

Thinking of Ji Xiunian's big order, Lu Xu couldn't help but smile a little more on his face: "It's necessary for work." This was an answer. As for any work, there was no need to report to them.

Lu Xu didn't tell Tao Yingbo and they didn't dare to ask. They just watched Lu Xu go back to the dormitory respectfully.

"It's safe, right?" He Xinghua held his face and let out a sigh of relief, and said with emotion, "I said before that the trainee was Mr. Lu Xu, but no one believed me."

The other three were still in shock and couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "It was your ghost friend who swore that the God of Death would only appear in the morgue and would not come to the draft."

"What you said seems to be right." He Xinghua scratched his head and tried to change his thoughts, "What kind of job do you think requires the Grim Reaper to participate in the draft?"

Before Lu Xu, they had also come into contact with the God of Death in the Southwest Division. If they hadn't been too obsessed, they would have been sent to the underworld by the gods of death.

In everyone's impression, the God of Death is the existence that connects life and death, and is a teleportation machine that harvests souls. "Draft" and "Death", no matter how you think about it, they are not related.

Even if Lu Xu didn't tell them, they couldn't figure it out even if they broke their heads, so they gave up in the end.

Not to mention that people are tired after working for so long, ghosts also need to rest.

After He Xinghua separated from his three companions, after much thought, he couldn't help but send a message to his sister Xiaobai -

[Sister Xiaobai, I'm going to tell you a huge secret, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else! 】

The other end responded almost instantly——

[Tell me what secret you have, and I promise not to tell anyone casually. 】

He Xinghua immediately edited the information and sent it out——

[Didn't I just say that there is a trainee who looks like Mr. Lu Xu? And guess what, it's really him! 】

【? ? ? 】

【! ! ! 】

There were a lot of punctuation marks coming from the other end, which showed how shocked I was inside——

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