Fast time travel makes me happy

Black and White Wuchang stationed in Yangjian in City X held a plenary meeting, because the Ghost Festival will be in three days' time, and every ghost messenger has a sentence "We want to make a big holiday" written on his face!

This has been busy since the beginning of the year, and there is no chance to rest and breathe.

So in this private auditorium that can accommodate ten thousand people, they all stared at a ghost messenger in unison.

Wumei, as the only ghost messenger during the free period, is also an "idleman" who accepts temporary deployment for help.Accepting the "friendly" staring etiquette of all the ghosts, and those who have a good relationship are directly greeted with a punch.

Wolan at the same time was the one who gave him a punch. A long time ago, Wolan automatically accepted the adjustment from Baiwuchang to Heiwuchang, and after years of hard work, he became the director of the northwest direction.

Wumei has always had the idea that enough money is enough, and he has no big ideals. Although he is the impermanence brought out by the S-level boss Shen Muyun, he has always been neither high nor low and often fishes.

"Wumei, where have you been lately? You can't find anyone for drinking?" Wolan punched him. Wolan was a northerner before his death. His burly 1.9-meter figure and bold temperament have not changed. Sleep, this kid probably hid in that bar again and got drunk and only came out now, "Did he get drunk again in that gentle town?"

Silan smiled maliciously, and strangled Wumei's neck with her hands.

Wumei directly wanted to throw this ignorant kid over his shoulder, but unfortunately it didn't work out, because the woad was too heavy to throw him, so he had to open his arm, "Get out! I'm so exhausted, go to your uncle The gentle hometown!"

Both of them are used to fighting.

Gui Zhen, the director of the Eastern District, walked past them with a serious expression, glanced at the two of them, and they immediately stood up.

After the ghost needle left.The two are gone to Zhengxing again.

"The ghost guards in the eastern area of ​​the ghost guards have a dead face every day, hum. Isn't it the general manager of the eight districts? After three or four hundred years of labor and capital struggle, the general manager will be me. What is the cowhide?" Wolan said behind his back. He said bad things about the Eastern District, and the black and white Wuchang people in the Eastern District who passed by all stared at Wolan.

It would be embarrassing for his subordinates to listen to bad things about others, but Wolan has a thick skin and doesn't care.

To the impermanence of the eastern area, he said: "What are you looking at?"

He dragged Wumei again to talk about the drinking tonight, this Wolan was so annoyed that everyone wanted to blow his head off.Especially when Silan mentioned his sister, she wanted to beat him up and tell him to shut up!

Silan clutches Wumei who is about to escape, talking about the underworld, his sister doesn't write to him again, what if her sister rebelled again?

This guy is a complete sissy!

"Swolan, give labor and management a hard time, labor and management don't want to hear you talk about your sister anymore!"

"I don't," Wolan clutched Wusui's trouser legs, still pretending to cry.

You are used to all the black and white inconsistencies present. You are the luckiest among the special ghost messengers in X City that you have not been held back by Wo Lan, and you have heard him talk about his sister.

For example, Shen Muyun, one of the lucky ones, walked by.

Seeing Shen Muyun walking by, Silan quickly let go of Wumei.

Wo Lan licked her face and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Shen!"

Wumei also gave him a blank look, and this guy is the most obedient in front of Lao Shen, because there are really not many ghosts who survived the violent beating by Shen Muyun.

Back then when Shen Muyun beat the messy Wolan, the old black and white impermanence would use it as a negative teaching material when leading newcomers.

Shen Muyun sat on the rostrum above. Once the S-level ghost guards and the chief manager Guizhen came on stage, the effect was comparable to an eight-magnitude earthquake.

In an instant, they all stood in a neat queue.

What Ghost Needle said was the same as before, but the only difference was.

"Everyone must be aware of this year's events. Bai Wuchang has lost his soul, the number of evil spirits has increased, Hei Wuchang's work has intensified, and the underworld is also busy."

The other ghosts are also well aware that there has been no accurate explanation for this situation. Everyone thinks that they are not capable enough to work.

In particular, Bai Wuchang also felt ashamed. The files of souls who had disappeared mysteriously in the past six months had filled up an archive.

They are all responsible for the disappearance of the soul.

"No matter how many difficulties and obstacles are in front of us, I hope everyone will bear in mind our responsibility to wait for ghost messengers, and we will not disgrace the name of ghost messengers."

"Yes!"

After the game ended, Wumei went to find Shen Muyun.

"Old Shen, have you found Zhao Qingyi?"

Shen Muyun also felt distressed recently because Zhao Qingyi was no longer in this city.Shen Muyun asked her good friend Qian Qianqian, and Qian Qianqian only said that Zhao Qingyi had gone on a trip, saying it was to relax.

"No."

"The girl will not encounter anything."

Wumei was stared at by Shen Muyun, shrank his head timidly, he said this out of concern, after all, that girl is quite pretty.

Shen Muyun's phone rang, looking at the name in the note, he guessed that he was here for a Coke.

After connecting.

"Shen Muyun, I want a Coke."

Sure enough, the little ancestor of the family clamored for Coke again.

Jian Jia was lying on the sofa, directing things to fly around.

The Ghost Festival is coming, and Shen Muyun doesn't allow Jian Jia to go out to play.When the gate of ghosts is about to open, Jian Jia, a thousand-year-old ghost, will also be affected.

"I also want to eat the barbecue in Nanxiang, Liji's pancakes, fried chicken chops, roast duck..."

After a series of reported dishes, Shen Muyun thought of his wallet, but at this time, in order to keep Jian Jia from slipping out, what else could he do?Pet it.

"What else do you want to eat?"

Hearing Shen Muyun's words, Jian Jia happily sat up, followed by a long list of dish names.

Wumei expressed silent condolences to Shen Muyun, and then sneaked away.

What if Lao Shen asked him to run errands later?

Running errands is light, so I'm afraid he will pay for it!

He was poor and left!

Shen Muyun hung up the phone and looked at Wumei who had escaped!

Count him slipping fast!

Resigned to his fate and went to buy food for the little ancestor at home.

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"Is it ready?"

"Everything is ready."

"Are those ghost messengers still dizzy with their work?"

"Yes. Bai Wuchang is busy collecting his soul and disappearing, and Hei Wuchang's struggle with evil spirits has never stopped."

"It seems that they all like the gift I prepared very much. You have done a good job. Continue to monitor them. The time of Zhongyuan is the day when I return, and my great career will start again! Shen Muyun! That day is also your death day!"

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"Ding dong." The doorbell rang.

Jian Jia happily went to open the door, she thought that Shen Muyun had bought too many things and couldn't open the door.

But it was not Shen Muyun who opened the door, but a person beyond her expectations.

"Zhao Qingyi, why are you here?" Jian Jia looked at the girl who arrived late at night in surprise, did Shen Muyun tell Zhao Qingyi her home address?

How did she come here?

Zhao Qingyi didn't speak, but looked at her closely, her eyes were bloodshot, as if she hadn't slept for a long time.

About Zhao Qingyi, Jian Jia also heard from Shen Muyun, although she didn't like this girl very much, but this appearance also made Jian Jia a little surprised, thinking whether to call Shen Muyun.

"Do you live together?"

Ok?

Is this still undecided?

Jian Jia flicked her hair and leaned against the door frame, looking like a real girlfriend, "I'm her girlfriend, of course I live with her."

Moreover, they have lived for hundreds of years, so they can be regarded as "old couples".

Zhao Qingyi clenched her fists and took out something from her collar.

Jian Jia stared blankly at what Zhao Qingyi took out, this thing is...

"Jian Jia." Zhao Qingyi said her name.

Jian Jia felt a shock in her soul, and looked at another thing that Zhao Qingyi took out!Who gave her the soul trap in her hand! ?

"What are you going to do?"

"Of course I killed you!"

"joke!"

Zhao Qingyi read out her other name, her real name.

Jian Jia's brain was in severe pain, and Zhao Qingyi's appearance began to blur, and she was thinking of someone at the last second of losing consciousness.

Shen Muyun.

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Zhao Qingyi disappeared, and Jian Jia also disappeared.

Shen Muyun returned home and opened the door only to find that Jian Jia was no longer there!

Jian Jia's disappearance is a major event, the evil spirits are at their peak in the days approaching the Ghost Festival, if Jian Jia is injured by these evil spirits entering the body, the consequences will be disastrous!

If the thousand-year-old ghost becomes evil, then an S-level ghost king will be born!

Shen Muyun has been in contact with his subordinates to report this matter, but he has been unable to get in touch.Moreover, it has been two days since Jian Jia disappeared, and tomorrow is the Ghost Festival.

Zhao Qingyi, Jian Jia, what is the connection between them?

Shen Muyun thought of something!

Zhao Qingyi's jade pendant!

It was the only thing that connected the two of them.

Shen Muyun found the Qi belonging to Jian Jia on the jade pendant, and the jade pendant originally belonged to Jian Jia.But Shen Muyun once asked Jian Jia and she said she couldn't remember. Thousands of years have made Jian Jia forget who she was when she was alive. Take pictures and wait until you can finally catch your breath.

Zhao Qingyi confessed to her, the relationship between Shen Muyun and Zhao Qingyi was very embarrassing, if they could not see each other, this matter was also delayed.

Shen Muyun concealed Jian Jia's disappearance from other ghost messengers.

Because Jian Jia's disappearance cannot be known to other ghost messengers, not only because of Jian Jia's importance, but also because Shen Muyun is aware of the conspiracy.

She couldn't get through the hell phone, but a high-level executive called her.

He said anxiously: "Shen Muyun, those evil spirits who fled have revealed who was behind their orders!"

"Who?"

"Baishu!"

"How could he still be alive?"

"Shen Muyun is already in the underworld. I have been trying for a long time to get through to you. Listen to me, the underworld started five days ago, and the connection between us has been cut off long ago. .There is an inner ghost in our underworld!"

One thing after another, the conspiracy has already surfaced the tip of the iceberg.

"Shen Muyun, the ten hall ghosts are too busy suppressing the evil spirits on the eighteenth floor, so there is no way to come up, now the only one who can rely on you is you."

There are tens of millions of evil spirits on the [-]th floor, and the ghost rulers of the tenth hall are also very busy suppressing them.Moreover, in five days, the gangsters in the underworld have not been suppressed, which shows the tragedy below!

The person on the other end of the phone obviously didn't believe in the other special ghost agents in City X, because any ghost agent might be an insider.

"If it's really Bai Shu, then he will definitely return to City X, and he will come to you."

This is not good news.

"Jian Jia is gone!"

The person on the other end of the phone also said in astonishment: "Then he probably wants to..."

Before the phone call was over, the connection was cut off again.

Shen Muyun went straight out the door!

At night, the moon is bright and clear.

"The day of Zhongyuan is finally here!"