After pompom enters Hades

Every time Zhang Yujin introduces a person, he stretches out his finger, so that the experts and leaders can get to know each other.

When Zhang Yujin called the puddle on the office chair the King of Hades, the experts and leaders were in a trance.When Sun Shucheng, who was pouring tea for the leaders, was called the ghost emperor, the mentality of the experts and leaders was about to collapse.

In the end, Zhang Yujin pointed to the cute little pompom on the desk and said it was Taotie...

One of the experts finally couldn't hold it anymore, and tentatively said, "Uh, the Taotie you mentioned is just a name, or is it specifically referring to the mythical beast in ancient legends?"

The little pompom immediately realized that its cute appearance greatly lowered the credibility and shock of the Tian Tuan of the Special Tune Office.

The little Pompom Xiu opened her two-meter mouth gracefully, showing off her more than 200 small fangs, then closed her mouth, turned back into a boy, and said with a smile:

"It's the Taotie of the ancient beast, not the name. My name is Zhu Ning. I joined the job in July this year."

Zhu Ning stepped forward politely, wanting to shake hands with the leaders. After a month of ghostly night walks, the old experts and old leaders who have been fighting in the front line have been tempered to steel, and not even one fainted.

The old expert who asked for Taotie's name even squeezed out a kind smile at Zhu Ning, backed away while laughing, and dodged Zhu Ning's hand with a pale face: "Okay... Comrade Xiao Tao, go get busy... Go ahead!"

Over there, Zhang Yu looked at Sun Shucheng who was serving tea and water, and seemed to feel that it was not right. He took out the small white porcelain bottle from his arms and tapped it.

Hearing the rattling sound, Sun Shucheng immediately looked at Zhang Yu vigilantly, his gaze became very gloomy, but after a few seconds of stalemate, Sun Shucheng put down his teacup, turned into a wisp of green smoke neither humble nor overbearing, and floated into the porcelain bottle.

Witnessing the lineup of Taotie and Ghost Emperor one after another, the expert leaders couldn't even hold the teacup steadily. An old expert who just took Sun Shucheng's hot tea didn't even dare to take a sip. He held the teacup with both hands in fear and placed it on the on the table.

It was the white-haired old leader who first questioned Zhang Yujin, and he was able to hold on to the scene.The white-haired old leader stabilized his mind, with a gratified smile on his face, and broke the stagnant atmosphere, "I didn't expect that the Special Investigation Department is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, with strong hands like clouds, hahaha!"

The laughter was a bit dry, but the other expert leaders finally saw the steps and quickly nodded in agreement.

"Yes, outstanding people!"

"With the help of the comrades in the underworld, we will definitely win the final victory..."

The atmosphere became active, and the white-haired old leader took the opportunity to speak with a smile, turning back to the issue he was most concerned about.

"Xiao Zhang! Since we have comrades from the underworld to help, can our next plan change from passive defense to active attack?" Rain prevents disasters, treats the symptoms but not the root cause, those ghosts will be defeated one day, if we can unite with the army of the underworld..."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yujin hadn't thought of an excuse yet, when Lord Yan over there heard the words "underworld army", he exploded instantly like a tiger whose tail was trampled on.

"What Yin soldiers, where are the Yin soldiers now?"

Lord Yan's yell made the originally bright and clean meeting room feel cold and windy.

The expert leaders in a room were taken aback by Lord Yan's sudden outburst, and the white-haired old leader boldly opened his mouth to probe: "Well, I'm not engaged in this kind of work, so my understanding may be a bit different... But there should be ten Thousands of Yin soldiers and ghost generals? Even if there are not a hundred thousand, the underworld must have soldiers and generals to rule the underworld?"

The reasoning of the old leader is very reasonable. If there are Hades in the underworld, then it is impossible for these Lords of Hades to be all polished commanders.It was Lord Hades who moved ten small benches and sat at the intersection of Huangquan to manage the reincarnation of all ghosts.

but……

"There's a fart ghost general!" Lunzhuan Wang took a few deep breaths and exploded even more violently, "When the ghost soldiers from the ghost domain attack hell, as long as there is a soldier under my king's command, it won't be returned. If you don't fight, just run away!"

Yan Wangye was inexplicably angry there, making the meeting room spooky and windy...

Zhang Yujin's head was covered with cold sweat, and he kept shuttling among the old leaders and experts, distributing his favorite panacea—Suxiaoshouhunwan.

In fact, it was Yan Wang Ye who purposely restrained his yin energy, otherwise, if he just yelled, all the leading experts in this room would have to drift into the soul-inducing array.

More than a dozen leadership experts were paralyzed, and only the white-haired old leader was still holding on to the table, having a dialogue between Yin and Yang, "Is there really only hell kings and ghosts in the underworld, and there are no Yin soldiers?"

The old leader's face was pale, obviously he misunderstood the meaning of King Yan.

The king of reincarnation choked in his throat, and had to admit: "Of course there are yin soldiers under my king! But when hell was captured, the barracks were inexplicably empty, and there was no soldier at all! It was really a, a, soldier, and ,No!"

Lord Yan became more and more excited as he spoke, and the second half of the sentence made the whole building tremble.

Seeing that the Beiyin Emperor hadn't made a move yet, and the experts and leaders in Yangjian were about to be killed, when the angry King Yan accidentally took the pot...

Boom! ! !

There was a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky, the tables in the meeting room shook three times, and two glass windows exploded on the spot!

The shattered glass slammed into the head and face of the Rotary King, and he jumped up suddenly, like a cannonball, rushed from the window sill to the innermost corner of the conference room, looking at the broken window that was blowing in fear , "Grandma, isn't the Heavenly Court defeated?"

The atmosphere in the conference room was terribly frozen.

Originally, Lord Yan and the Special Mediation Office both regarded each other as their biggest backer, thinking that since the other party is the highest ruler in the underworld/yangworld, they must have their own trump card.

Five minutes ago, they were all intimidated by the appearance of Zhang Yujin, the old god who was waterproofing and preventing disasters. Now that the two sides have breathed out, they all showed their old background.

For a moment, no one in the meeting room spoke, and no one dared to step forward to check as the broken glass windows were blowing in the dark wind.

The Lunzhuan King's complexion was extremely bad, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

Zhu Ning understood that the reincarnated king regretted joining the special mediation office. If he didn't listen to Hei Wuchang's "sweet words" and continued to hide wisely, no matter which side won, the reincarnated king, as the old king of Hades, would Can't keep the original position, but must be the object of being wooed.

But to join the unlucky organization of the Special Investigation Department, the first one has to be eliminated.

Yangjian is the fat that the two worlds have coveted for a long time. No matter who wins or loses, they must be swallowed... Thinking of this, the eyes of the reincarnation king changed, and he regretted it in his heart.

A middle-aged expert pondered for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "If the request of the ghosts and gods is only for us to believe in and respect the gods, it is not impossible... After all, the younger generation lacks awe. If we can regain our faith..."

"Regain a fart!" Zhang Yu just lit a cigarette, and when he heard this, he raised his hand angrily and threw the cigarette out, "You have never seen the ghost of Yucheng, regaining the faith of a fart!"

As an ordinary investigator, Zhang Yu uttered a few swear words in front of the expert leaders, which shocked Lu Feng and Zhang Yujin, and hurried up to smooth things over, causing everyone to quarrel.

Zhu Ning was forgotten. A young investigator who had been employed for less than half a year, he sat in the corner of the conference room the whole time and couldn't get in a word. He silently watched the quarrel of the crowd.

Very good, at the last moment, Hades and humans all turned their backs.

Then what are you trying to do?

There was another thunderclap outside the window, and Zhu Ning was inexplicably irritable. He pushed the table and got up, walked through the noisy crowd without saying a word, opened the door and walked out of the conference room.

The loud quarrel inside was still clearly audible, continuously drilled into the ears, Zhu Ning walked quickly through the corridor, and walked to the broken glass window at the end, letting the cold and damp wind blow across his cheeks.

He knew what he was upset about.

What if, that expert in the conference room was right?If the two mountains of ghosts and gods have never disappeared, people fear water when crossing rivers, fear ghosts when walking, and pray to ghosts and worship gods when they encounter troubles... after thousands of years, will they get used to it?

Now it seems that gods, ghosts and even human beings cannot wish for such a balanced situation among the three realms.Only he, the Pluto, has jumped up and down for thousands of years, causing many troubles...

"What's wrong?" Hei Wuchang was about to open the door to enter the conference room, but when he saw Zhu Ning standing by the window silently, he walked over quickly, "Why is your face so bad?"

Zhu Ning held back his words, saw Hei Wuchang approaching, stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve, and turned into the next bathroom.

The windows here are not broken, the place is quiet and soundproof, and the place is spacious. It is a good place to talk about business.

Zhu Ning opened his mouth several times, but he didn't think of words. Finally, he turned his head to look at the dark sky outside the window, and then raised his head to look directly into Hei Wuchang's eyes: "Are you... afraid?"

It's not that he's afraid of death, but that he's afraid of the situation that comes from one-handed calculations.

If the human world fails...

There was a deep meaning in Hei Wuchang's eyes, but almost instantly, he suppressed all his emotions in his heart.

Hei Wuchang smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to caress Zhu Ning's soft and shattered hair, this action was gentle and relaxed, seemed to dispel all anxiety and fear in an instant: "Xiao Zhu, you are reborn with the body of a glutton, this is not in the plan, you Do you understand what I mean?"

"Even if there is no Hechuan God, no gluttonous cubs, this game should be won." Hei Wuchang looked gentle, and further explained, "Your burden as the king of Hades has ended when you jumped off the abyss of bones. Everything after that, It's the responsibility of those people on the cliff."

The people on the cliff naturally include Hei Wuchang.

Zhu Ning knew that Pluto's jump hundreds of years ago not only put the blame on Hades' faction, but also raised the status of black and white impermanence.

But he also put the deep-rooted burden on Hei Wuchang's body.

The weight of the boulder in Zhuning's heart did not lighten in the slightest, but was so heavy that it was impossible to breathe. He finally mustered up the courage, looked up into Hei Wuchang's eyes again, and said word by word:

"Although I have lost my memory, I know myself."

"Your mind, Pluto will not fail to see through, he may... have been taking advantage of this."

"After the fall of Pluto, it was you who stepped on the corpse of the old master, and you who have been dormant in the darkness for hundreds of years to complete all these plans, not Bai Wuchang."

Zhu Ning took a deep breath before successfully recovering her voice, "It's because Pluto believes that people with these fetters are more suitable to be a dark..."

Heiwuchang leaned over and kissed his lips.

Before Zhu Ning could say the last chess word, his body was bound into Hei Wuchang's embrace, and the slightly cold breath of pine needles came from his lips, soft and cold.

This is an almost pious kiss, gentle and clear, but with a sense of taboo that transcends distance, the suppressed heat, the dark and impermanent voice is very close, with a wheezing nasal voice, "Subordinate, I wish you so much. "

The boy didn't dodge, but obediently completed the light kiss.

Just when Heiwuchang thought that he had frightened the person in front of him, and backed away annoyed and remorseful, the boy instantly changed back to the appearance of a little pompom, stretched out his velvet paws possessively, and tried hard to hug the person in front of him, but It hung on Heiwuchang like a koala.

The little pompom is happy: "chirp!"

Such a lovely subordinate is completely mine.