Chang'an Law Envoy

Lin You, sixteen years old, was well-known as a thorn in the Chang'an market. His grades are terrible, he is good at fighting, and he never hesitates to throw a punch when the road is rough. Then he threw himself to death - saving a child who was crossing the road and was hit by a truck. The soul of a person who was supposed to die was rejected by ghosts. The young director of the Spiritual Realm Department held the stem of the spiritual grass in his mouth and told him: Either his soul is gone, or he can pass the three tests and be resurrected as a law enforcer in the world. Lin You chose the second path. The task on the first day of resurrection: recover three stolen town treasures. The number one suspect was a high school sophomore transfer student, the most gentle and talented person in the school - but he used rose vines to tie up Lin You tightly. He stole the world key to save his seriously ill mother. Lin You said, "I'll get the medicine for you, and you come with me." A deal brought in a fox. On the way to track down the second treasure, I bumped into a lone ranger from the Ice Soul Tribe in the underground demon market. The evil eye in the left eye, the ice blade is unsheathed and never talks nonsense. He exchanged the Erosion Pot for information, just to find his long-lost sister. Lin You said, "I'll help you find your sister, and you come with me." In the second transaction, an ice blade was brought in. The last one is Lin You's best friend since childhood, Houtu Spirit Body, a stubborn fool. He was fooled into joining the team just by saying, "Your sister likes to eat the pickled radish you made." Four people, one noodle shop, and a city in Chang'an. From the Four Holy Demon Generals to the Lingguang Martial Arts Association, from the Death Battle in the Black Forest to the Dingding Cauldron in the Wilderness - they fought all the way, and the reason has never changed: Where there are people, there should be people guarding them. After finishing the fight, go back to the noodle shop to eat noodles. Lin's mother asked: "Are you fighting again?" Lin You lowered his head and sipped the noodle soup: "We didn't fight, we just moved around a bit."