Heart Survey

Chapter 2260: Counting beads like strings

"What does it feel like to be in the state of being in heaven?" Ye Qingyu was busy calculating, staring at the thick account book, jotting down two entries from time to time, and asked casually.

Jiang Wang... looked at her abacus.

Looking at Ye Qingyu's abacus, he had quite a conflicting feeling. It's like one plus one suddenly becomes three.

It’s not that she’s not good at calculating, is not skillful in dialing beads, or is not graceful in her posture.

But her temperament is very incompatible with things like settling accounts.

She was a fairy on the clouds who did not eat the fireworks of the world. She was supposed to live leisurely on the mountain and be indifferent to the world. Now suddenly a shop opens in the downtown area, roll up your sleeves and count money here.

One by one, the copper coins that had rolled in the world of mortals rolled over her dust-free hands...

Tsk.

There's nothing cute about it.

"I'm asking you a question!" Ye Qingyu raised his eyes and looked at him while he was busy.

Jiang Wang said naturally: "First we have to leave the Fallen Fairy Forest to avoid being affected. Then we have to get rid of King Zhao. This person is very dangerous. Then we have to go to Grandpa Zuo's place for dinner. Before I went to the Fallen Fairy Forest, I promised not to let him worry. Again I want to come to Yun Kingdom to see you——"

"I like it!" Ye Qingyu replied quickly: "Can't I pay more attention to my own business?"

"Oh, tomorrow, tomorrow!" Jiang Anan was extremely positive.

Jiang Wang originally opened his mouth and was about to come, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to be more modest and said, "I haven't really fought him yet, so it's hard to say... I can't really fight him, don't you think?"

The study was quiet for a moment, and neither of them spoke.

"Whatever? Forget it. It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Today is the day!" Jiang Wang didn't care about the alien eighteen real people. He took out his posture and slammed the table: "Go now. Your sister Qingyu and I will accompany you. Let’s go on an adventure together to see how exciting this cave is! Your brother has a nickname, the King of Adventurers of All Realms! Do you know?”

Jiang Anan then put down the door, walked into the study, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of water, and drank a few sips. Then he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said to his brother: "Let it go, it can't speak yet, and it can only understand some questions."

Seeing that Ye Qingyu could not understand his own humble spirit, Jiang Wang answered the question himself: "I don't know much about Pavilion Master Ye's strength. But anyway, Lu Shuanghe is recognized as the most lethal person in the world. I have no problem beating Lu Shuanghe."

Jiang Wang followed with a smile and asked An An specifically: "Why do you, Sister Qingyu, calculate so many accounts now? It's hard to look at the piles of them."

"What now?" Jiang Wang was confused.

"No." Jiang Wang scratched his head: "I said fight, fight back home - the way of heaven is difficult to approach, so I will come back!"

The exquisite stupid Hui grinned, stuck out his tongue, and turned over, revealing his soft belly. The tail wags close to the ground, like a broom, sweeping the floor clean.

Ye Qingyu waved to Jiang Anan behind a mountain of account books.

"Humph." Ye Qingyu said nothing.

"Hey!" Jiang Anan got excited and said excitedly: "Cave exploration! Let me tell you, that place is really dangerous and exciting. When the ground fire spurts out, it's so beautiful!"

"What are you doing?" Jiang Wang's eyes fell back on his sister and asked dryly.

He moved slightly closer and lowered his voice: "Defeating Pavilion Master Ye is a piece of cake."

"That's what I'm asking." Ye Qingyu looked at him: "If you are still in the state of heaven, what should you do?"

The little gray dog, which was following closely behind, sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and stopped suddenly, but did not stop, and bumped hard against the threshold. The round little body turned over and rolled several times on the ground, leaving a thick gray and black line.

"You're pretty good at abacus." Jiang Wang said.

The beads of the abacus collide with each other, which is very pleasant to the ear, like the sound of a piano flowing on the strings, forming a melody in a trance.

Crackling, crackling.

Jiang Wang sat up straight at once: "The feeling of being in the state of heaven and man... This can be said from two aspects. In terms of practice, as long as you can let go of yourself and devote yourself to the way of heaven, you can leap thousands of miles and reach the top with one thought. There is also a chance for detachment; in terms of combat power, one can easily mobilize the power of heaven and surpass the ancient and modern Dongzhen..."

"Really?" Of course Jiang Wang knew that there was absolutely no danger in the place where Jiang Anan went to explore, but he showed great interest: "Next time I will accompany you to have a look."

"Much better than Shopkeeper Bai." Jiang Wang said again.

Ye Qingyu also lowered his voice and said while writing: "Is it possible to defeat the most heroic man in the world now?"

Ye Qingyu was dragged out, but his words remained in the room: "To calculate the costs at the end of the year, I have to look at the situation of each branch to know for sure——"

Instead, the sound of the heartbeat suddenly became very clear.

Jiang Wang was talking about how to persuade, how to describe the fun of adventure, and how to attract people on this mountain.

"Okay!!" Jiang Anan jumped up with joy, but after thinking about it, she sat down again and waved her hand casually: "Forget it, you are never free. I don't know when the next time will be - busy with your own business. Go ahead, I’m very busy too!”

No wonder there is still volcanic ash on his face.

Ye Qingyu took a fine pen and stroked the account books at regular intervals, and the account numbers he recorded were very beautiful, like poetry. The corners of his mouth raised slightly: "What about now?"

"I don't have any ideas." Jiang Wang said honestly: "Just do whatever you have to do. In the state of heaven and human beings, there are almost no feelings, only memories and experiences."

Ye Qingyu said "Oh" and started to calculate again.

Ye Qingyu's gaze fell on the ledger and came back: "Who should I defeat?"

Jiang An'an had already jumped over, dragging Ye Qingyu and walking out: "Oh! We'll figure it out when we come back! Today's fun, today's enjoyment. Today's things, we'll do tomorrow!"

"Forget it, I won't go. There are still a lot of accounts." Ye Qingyu patted the thick account book: "You two, brother and sister, go on an adventure."

"What are you comparing to?" Ye Qingyu paused helplessly, tapped his chin with the tip of the pen, and raised it proudly: "Let me ask you, what was Jiang Tianren thinking in the Meteorite Forest at that time?"

This question has nothing to do with emotions, it’s about subconscious questions.

"Huh?" The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Jiang Anan, wearing a lake-green dress and smeared dust on her face, ran in happily, as if she had been cast a restraining spell, and was frozen in front of the door. He suddenly tiptoed out, pretending that he had never appeared, but facing the burning gazes of the two men, he had no choice but to put a smile on his beautiful face: "Am I... presumptuous?"

"Stop! What are you two doing?" Jiang Wang couldn't bear to hurt Jiang Anan, so he glared at Jihui.

"It's also cultivation!" Jiang An'an said with a smile: "Aunt Bai said that Sister Qingyu wanted to join the world and see the world of mortals in the most polluted place, bustling with people and getting rich and famous - so she opened an inn!"

The correspondence with Ye Qingyu had never stopped. Of course Jiang Wang knew who this 'Aunt Bai' was, and couldn't help but ask An An: "Why are you called 'Aunt Bai'? She is a great master of Confucianism, so you have to be polite."

Jiang Anan laughed: "I would like to call Grandma Bai, but Aunt Bai won't let me, and Sister Qingyu won't let me either. I'm in a dilemma!"

Ye Qingyu quickly covered her mouth: "Why are you talking so densely today? Is it because the back of the book is missing?"

Jiang Wang's eyes were full of smiles, and when he was about to say something, he opened his palm again, and the Taixu magatade in his palm flickered.

"How about forget it? Let's go next time?" Jiang Anan caught a glimpse of this and yawned: "I just happened to be tired from playing today."

She turned to look at Zhou Hui: "Are you tired?"

Zhu Hui, who had just jumped three feet high and ran forward and backward, instantly dropped his ears and fell to the ground. It's tiring. Jiang Wang threw the Taixu magatama back and picked up stupid gray with his kick: "What does it count? If you agree to go today, you will go today. When has your brother ever fooled you? It's just some gossip, no need to reply. ——I have agreed that the place you choose must be thrilling and thrilling, as it will not show off your brother’s abilities!”

……

……

"How's it going? Have you contacted me?" asked a charming voice.

This is a noisy restaurant, and three people are sitting across from each other by the window on the second floor.

A more specific description is that Yin Guan with disheveled hair is sitting alone on one side, and opposite him sit a man and a woman who behave in an intimate manner.

People come and go on the street.

This really doesn't look like a place where members of the killer organization would meet.

Not quiet enough, not dark enough.

According to the King's preference, let alone cemeteries or mass graves, why not choose a righteous village?

But this was the first meeting between him and the boss after the Ji Yanyue incident.

He couldn't change Yin Guanding's position.

It is very troublesome to cause trouble for Jingguo, even if it is just a little trouble. During this period, the two brothers were almost caught by their pigtails several times. In order to better hide their traces, he now changed into a female body.

At this moment, he was nestling next to Lin Guangming, who looked upright, looking at the leader with burning eyes——

The leader has just announced that he still has absolute control over the organization, has restructured the intelligence network, can resume business at any time, and can contact the remaining Yamas at will.

Although he doesn't know how many Yamas are left in the organization and whether the leader has recruited new ones recently.

well! Old friends are like leaves falling in the wind, and their bodies are thrown away without knowing where they are, which really makes him, the widowed official, sigh.

Yin Guan turned his palm and stopped the communication. Picking up a glass of wine, he said calmly: "Yes, I have contacted them all. They were very happy and positive after receiving my news, and they are ready to participate in the mission at any time."

"Hello, chief." Lin Guangming was new here and was very polite: "Can I ask a question?"

Yin Guan also made a 'please' gesture with respect: "City Kings, we are all members of our own family, there is no need to be so polite - please."

Yes, under the coercion of the Rogue King, Lin Guangming finally joined Hell No Gate.

He had no choice but to be forced to become an enemy of Jing Guo. He had no possibility of hanging out under the sun. In order to compete for further resources, he had to join the "quick money" killer organization.

Putting aside previous worries, working in this organization and having the opportunity to take in the souls of strong colleagues at any time, so that you don't have to look for opportunities one by one, is really a very heart-warming job.

With his low-key character, he was originally going to be the Wheel-turning King of the Ten Palaces and live in the least noticeable position. However, the former Chakravartin King is still being tortured in the Central Heavenly Prison, and his position has not yet been vacated. The King of Ping Ping of the Nine Palaces is still alive and well...

He had no choice but to become the city king of the Eight Palaces.

The third to last one is a bit eye-catching.

I am no longer careful enough in my duties, so I can only try to be more careful in my future work.

"I noticed that you seemed to be using Taixu Illusion just now to contact your colleagues -" the new city king Lin Guangming, resisting the nausea of ​​being leaned on the shoulder by the Rift King, said cautiously: "Taixu Illusion said that Taixu Dao Master is independent. Supervision, who knows what power the major hegemons have in it? The Central Prison has been pursuing our organization. As killers, we use the illusion of Taixu to communicate. Isn’t it easy to be exposed? "

Yin Guan smiled: "Tell you a secret."

Lin Guangming showed excitement at being trusted and moved closer: "I will keep your secret."

Yin Guandao: "I have never concealed my identity. King Qin Guang is Yin Guan, and Yin Guan is King Qin Guang. The whole world knows it."

Lin Guangming sat back and said: "You don't care, but other Yamas are probably worried about being exposed, right?"

Yin looked at him and smiled: "It seems you are more worried."

"I am also thinking about the organization -" Lin Guangming said sternly: "The leader may not understand me, but the official brother understands me as a person."

The Waifu King nodded shyly beside him, and said with a pinched voice, "Guangming is a very reliable person."

Otherwise, why should we say that there is no door to hell and everyone is ruthless?

In such a disgusting scene, both Yin Guan and Lin Guangming remained calm.

"This time it is just a simple communication. The letters are all code words." Yin Guan explained: "In principle, we will never use Taixu Illusion to communicate tasks. In the past, emergency contacts between colleagues were usually through The official’s secret method. But this time he escaped from the central prison, and it will take some time to clear the hidden dangers. If there is a mission next, I will notify everyone through safer channels."

Of course Yin Guan would not say that he had internal friends in Taixu Illusionary Realm and knew that it was safe, at least under normal circumstances.

At this time, the official king was shy and angry: "I hate it! Boss, haven't you already checked me many times and reviewed it for a long time before you would come to see me? Why do you still say that there is a hidden danger in my body?"

Yin Guan raised a finger and said with a smile: "Be cautious."

"By the way, boss." Lin Guangming said: "How many Yamas are there in our organization now? I want to have an understanding of our strength."

Yin Guan smiled and said: "At least there is you, there is me, there are war officials, there is King Ping Ping, there is King Yama, and there is King Chu Jiang."

"Huh?" King Wu couldn't help but asked: "Boss, where is King Biancheng? Is he gone?"

Yin Guan thought of the unanswered letter he had just sent and shrugged: "Unfortunately, King Bian Cheng has died."

"Alas! Those are my close friends and relatives——" The Waifan King felt very regretful, he wanted to cry but had no tears, but stopped talking.

Grinding his teeth hard several times, he finally said to the urban king: "Brother, I told you that the second King of Bian City in our organization is a righteous man like me. We all stick to the light in the darkness. People. It’s a pity that he didn’t wait until the light came.”

"Ah. That's such a pity." Lin Guangming also expressed deep sympathy: "Guangming is here now."

The Prince's pretty face suddenly became very complicated.

With his perversion, he was a bit unable to bear it.

Yin Guan raised his glass and said, "How about we drink this cup together to pay homage to King Bian Cheng."

Lin Guangming looked at the wine in front of him cautiously: "I don't drink at all, so I just want to express my sincerity. I hope he knows a lot and can take pity on me."

King Wu Guan was not his own body anyway, so he raised his glass and drank: "To King Bian Cheng!"

Yin Guan picked up the cup, shook it around, and sprinkled it on the ground: "Respect all those who sacrificed for the organization."

The three good brothers sat here for a long time without touching the wine or food. This was the first and only sip that the Rogue King took. There are indeed three different poisons in this wine, all colorless and odorless, coming from three different people sitting at the same table.

It is indeed a very united organization with a bright future.

Very bright.

(End of this chapter)