Emperor star descends to earth

Cold Clothes Festival, also known as Mingyin Festival and Ancestor Worship Festival, is the most popular festival for ghosts except Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival. It is also called the three major ghost festivals together with the two.

On the first day of October, the first day of the Qin Dynasty, cold clothes are given away.On this day, many families will pay homage to their ancestors' tombs and burn paper clothes, hoping that their families will also be clothed and fed underground.

Ziwei took people to the paper-making shop in the old street, dazzled by the dazzling array of tribute incense and paper products.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is enshrined in the store, and I don’t know what kind of incense is burned. Inhaling a little inadvertently can make people feel clear.

Qin Baobao didn't turn into a real body, and walked unimpeded among a pile of incense candles and paper houses, with salivating eyes, trying to hint to Ziwei: I want this!I want that too!

Ziwei pretended not to see it, and leaned over to see a house made of paper.

This house looks like an ancient wooden building, beautifully made, with three floors in total, red tiles and red walls, carved beams and painted buildings, cranes and dragons abound.The railings are made into jade vases, and the plaque "Xiaoyao Building" is hung on the top floor, and there is another couplet: Gongzhao will always keep children safe for thousands of years, and Deliu will bestow success on his descendants through the ages.Perhaps in order to catch up with the trend, a foreign security guard with an electric baton was cut out in the small courtyard on the first floor of the paper house.

Qin Baobao couldn't take his eyes off the house when he saw that house. His left eye said "buy it for me" and his right eye said "I'll work for you for 100 years for nothing".

Zi Wei said coolly: "Okay, then you move out from Dou Zhuan Xing?"

Qin Baobao suddenly withered, and moved away sullenly, chattering "out of sight, out of mind", and refused to look at it any more.

There was a business license hanging at the door of the paper-making shop, and the shop owner was Gu Xuesheng. The strange thing was that they didn't see a single receptionist after they came to the shop for a long time.

Ziwei chose incense candles, ingots and some clothes tied with paper. When she saw a payment QR code, she calculated and paid according to the original price.

Feng Qing wondered: "Don't you need to inform the owner?"

Changsheng shook his head: "No need."

The power of protection in the store is looming, and it is not an ordinary paper-making store.

Feng Qing was still puzzled, but Chang Sheng had already said so, and if he continued to ask, he seemed to be ignorant, so he didn't ask any more.

The atmosphere of Tongcheng is very unique, which is probably because the city has been built in the past few decades in the countryside. It does not often worship gods and Buddhas, and there is only one Taoist temple, but it still believes in ghosts.

On this day, every household closed their doors early, and pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, afraid of bumping into something unclean, and there was only one store in the huge Qixing Square, which was still open.

Ziwei didn't shy away from it, so she asked Daoist Xu to set up a dojo at the entrance. The place is big, and if there are many ghosts, it won't be crowded.

Xiaobai was afraid of these things, so he refused to come down, preferring to accompany Yuanyuan to do his homework upstairs.

Taoist rituals are very particular, and this is the first time Ziwei has seen Daoist Xu put on the cassock solemnly.The cassock is very beautiful, it is a large piece of true red, with a pair of Big Dipper and many auspicious clouds painted on the chest, and a crane flying high behind it, and the gossip patterns on the dark black skirt and cuffs are exquisite and dense.

Zi Wei was amazed: "The Taoist priest's clothes are so beautiful, why don't you wear them every day?"

Daoist Xu paused while setting up the altar, blowing his beard and staring, "What if such expensive clothes are damaged?"

The customers in the store came and went in such a hurry, it was really confusing who he could find to accompany him.If it wasn't for his family Emperor Ziwei guiding him to do things, he would not be willing to take it out.

Changsheng looked at the nose and the heart, and said in his heart, this is also guided by your emperor, but unfortunately you don't know.

Set up an altar.Burn incense.pinch tactics.execration.The rain is pouring down.Sacrifice all living beings.

After a set of rituals came down, Ziwei was overwhelmed.

He whispered: "It's so troublesome, can't we burn it directly?"

Feng Qingsheng was afraid that the master would hear it, so he lowered his voice and explained to him: "If you don't do it all, then the priests won't be able to spread it out, and you won't be able to attract ghosts."

Chang Sheng also said: "...After the end, I will teach you the basics of scientific rituals?"

Ziwei felt that learning talismans was tiring enough, and he didn't want to learn common sense, and he didn't leave home to be a Taoist priest, so he passed after a haha.

Trouble is trouble, but the effect is outstanding.

After a while, the square became overcast, and hundreds of ghosts gathered here smelling the smell of food and incense, and Ziwei was overjoyed to see it.

Feng Qing didn't put the eye-opening talisman on, so he couldn't see the scene in front of him, but he saw the store manager's eyes shining, and he knew what was going on.

Those ghosts are all ghosts who have been wandering the world for a long time. They have no family members to worship them, and those who have a big festival are also miserable. Seeing someone offering food, they come here happily.

Qin Baobao was also very happy. He had already been scorned, and he didn't bother to compete with these "future subordinates". He pointed to a long-tongued female ghost who was holding a joss stick and introduced to Ziwei: "This is a girl who lives in a shopping mall." The hanged ghost here, we have been good friends for many years, hey, why didn't I think of recruiting her!"

The hanged ghost heard his voice from a distance, waved his hand in greeting, then lowered his head and continued to chew on the joss stick.

Too many ghosts came, and Ziwei's preparations seemed a little insufficient. Two ghosts were fighting for a pair of paper pants.

This one said: "I was the one who saw it first!"

That one was very unfair: "The size doesn't fit yours, what's wrong with my clothes!"

There are also a few ghosts who come forward to fight.

"Forget it, it's hard for someone to give up food, so don't make trouble."

"That's right, Uncle Li looks better in these pants, Brother Wu, why are you snatching them up?"

"It's a ghost of a young man, and no one can see you, what's the matter if you don't wear pants, what's the matter? It's better to eat more."

The old lady ghost who spoke at the end stuffed the food into her arms while complaining.

The corners of Daoist Xu's eyes twitched, he couldn't bear to watch, so he went back to the shop with the support of his disciples.

Qin Baobao felt sorry for him: "They are so pitiful."

It doesn't matter if you don't have a house, and you don't have any food. It seems that you have had a full meal recently. Unlike him, he is already a full-time employee of Time and Time, and he can earn money to buy incense candles in the future.

Qin Baobao suddenly felt that he was superior to the ghosts.The last bit of resentment about being forcibly occupied by Ziwei in the haunted house is gone.

Ziwei said: "Aren't we here to rescue them?"

After his reminder, Qin Baobao suddenly realized, no matter how chaotic the field was, he took two steps forward and raised his hands: "Folks!"

The fighting ghost stopped for a moment.

"Who is he?"

"It looks familiar. It's the flying head ghost who refuses to reincarnate. Why does he have a body?"

"Don't care about him, these pants are mine!"

"Believe in your evil, you have the ability to defeat me!"

The two ghosts fought together again.

Qin Baobao felt that his dignity as a supervisor was being challenged, so he resorted to the housekeeping skills he learned in the cram school, performed a trick, and shouted: "Folks, be quiet!"

This sound can be described as deafening, fighting, grabbing ingots, and eating all feel the buzzing in their ears, and they have to stop what they are doing and look up.

Qin Baobao pressed his hand in satisfaction: "Thank you folks for your support, listen to me."

There is leadership.

Ghosts: ...

Who cheers you up, we're here for dinner!If you didn't have ingots to learn spells, who would listen to your bullshit, talk quickly.

Qin Baobao: "Do you want to wear new clothes every day? Do you want to have enough food every day?"

All the ghosts gave him a blank stare.

Who doesn't want to, they have to have money. If they want to burn money at home, can they come to eat alms?

Immediately afterwards, Qin Baobao said: "The opportunity is here! The Douzhuanxingyi processing factory will open soon, join us from now on, you will be provided with food and accommodation, and you will be paid every month!"

All the ghosts:? ? ?

What is the déjà vu of this large job fair?

How did you recruit laborers to recruit ghosts?

But a little excited.

Among them was an old ghost in ragged clothes who first asked: "What time do you start working? Is there any leave? Can I still work part-time after joining the company?"

Qin Baobao didn't know either, so he looked at Ziwei.

Ziwei said: "Take care of everyone's work and rest habits, we work from nine to five at night, don't go to work on holidays, and don't care about part-time jobs."

The old ghost's eyes lit up, "Then I will sign up, and it will not conflict with my other job."

Qin Baobao quickly brought him the registration form to register, and muttered, "Gu Xuesheng? Your name looks familiar."

I just can't remember where I saw it.

Ziwei: ...

Isn't this the owner of the paper shop?As for their paper money for incense sticks, they are still bought in other shops.

Gu Xuesheng was a little embarrassed: "I'm raising a family, so life is inevitably a bit simple and difficult, I'm laughing at you."

Ziwei nodded expressionlessly.You can directly say that you are stingy.

After he signed up, Qin Baobao's friend Hanged Ghost also came up: "Are you cute, do you have ghost skills? Do you want to shake your head?"

Ziwei listened for a long time before she understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "No discrimination, you see Qin Baobao had only one head before, if everyone needs it, we can also provide benefits for cram schools in the office."

Hey!

The crowd of ghost people is boiling.

Who doesn't want to join the cram school in the office!But they wanted a registration fee of [-] ingots, and they hadn't saved it after saving for so long!

Immediately, without asking how much the salary was, they rushed over one by one to sign up.

Zi Weixin said that this is not a good move, and it was the first time that she questioned Qin Baobao's ability.

Only a young ghost with big eyes hesitated to come forward.

Zi smiled and leaned over, "Is this person worried?"

The young ghost said: "Oh, I have another job, but it's boring to do it for so many years. I only take a vacation once in decades, and I'm so tired. Seeing that the benefits here are good, I want to change jobs, but I'm afraid that there will be no approval."

This is easy to handle, Zi Wei took out the Yan Luo Wang Seal in his pocket and said: "How about I stamp one for you before you resign?"

Ziwei also thought that she might not be the first to recruit ghost workers, not to mention those Taoist temples that drive ghost soldiers, there are also many mages of three religions and nine streams, maybe they have figured out what the pain of these ghosts is.But he has the seal of King Yama, and anyone who deals with the subordinates will be afraid, so he won't force his ghosts anymore.

What about a harmonious society? Forced labor is nothing like resignation.

The young ghost recognized at a glance what a remarkable thing it was, and was extremely excited: "Please build one for me, sir! I'm going to resign right now!"

Ziwei covered him on the corner of his clothes.

The young ghost quickly crossed the group of ghosts to sign his name, then bowed to Ziwei, and hurriedly resigned.

The recruitment went very smoothly. After one ceremony, a total of [-] ghost workers, large and small, were recruited.

However, when Qin Baobao led them to the newly rented warehouse by Ziwei, all the ghost workers were pale.

That pile of talismans exuding a faint coercion must be ghost exorcism talismans! ! !

Ah, wicked capitalists, they have been fooled!

That night, Ziwei had a big thing on her mind, and she lazily leaned against the bedside to play games.He's new to mobile games, and it's pretty fun.

Chang Sheng was meditating at the side, and suddenly asked: "...What did you let those ghosts do?"

Ziwei randomly drew a symbol to get an SSR card, the announcement was swiped out, and the world was envious and jealous, but he took it for granted, this shikigami attribute is not good, there is no other usefulness, and he replied after breaking it down: "Very Simple, let them process the goods. What kind of transfer bracelet and necklace of exorcising ghosts... Damn it!"

Ziwei finally found Huadian.

Did he let the ghost process the ghost necklace? !I also forgot to cover the ghost protection charm!

To die or die, are all his employees still there?

Ziwei was too busy to do such a stupid thing, so she hurriedly called Qin Baobao.

Qin Baobao screamed, "The store manager, they suddenly got up and beat me, ah, ah, come and save the ghost, this place is too far away, 444 can't get through..."

Zi Wei put down the phone, her face was ugly.

Changsheng received his power and said softly: "I'll go."

Ziwei had to take a taxi in the past, fearing that everyone would run out when they got there.

Ziwei was putting on his clothes, he was in a hurry, he wore his trousers as a coat for a long time, but he didn't realize it: "It's too late to take a taxi, and it's inconvenient for you to be alone in the western suburbs."

"It's nothing." Chang Sheng said and squeezed the tactic, and then heard a high-pitched cry outside the window, and a red-crowned crane fell down.

Ziwei:! ! !

"Is this a Taoist spell? So handsome!"

"I want to learn" is written all over the face.

Chang Sheng was slightly stunned, Zi Wei had never dismissed such trivial tricks in the past, and even made fun of his weak mount, time has changed, can a mere summoning spell make him sigh so much?

Changsheng felt pain in his heart, and smiled lightly: "Come back and teach you."

After all, ride the white crane and go leisurely.

Ziwei was dazzled by that smile, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, tsk tsk said: "Why didn't I think of letting Changsheng go to the entertainment industry to make money? This appearance is much more handsome than any little fresh meat, it must be a hit!"

As soon as he thought of it, he did it, and quickly dug out Lin Zishen's WeChat to ask him if he had any connections.

Chang Sheng, who had just flown out of the sky, suddenly sneezed.

Strange, even though he descended to earth in an incarnation, he shouldn't have typhoid fever.

Changsheng looked up at the sky, the light pollution in the city was too serious, even in such a cloudless night sky, few bright stars could be seen.

But he knew that the dimness of the star had nothing to do with the lighting.

Changsheng's eyes also dimmed, and he didn't pay attention to these.

……

It's been a long time since Changsheng left, Ziwei didn't wait for Lin Zishen to reply.

Lin Zishen doesn't know what he's been up to lately, he's been on the loose all day long, and Xiao Bai said that he seems to be preparing for a comeback.

Xiaobai: "He said that the money is not enough for me to spend, so I need to earn more."

At that time, the corners of Ziwei's mouth twitched when he heard that, how much money can you spend as a little fairy? If his house is sold, it will be enough to buy you tens of thousands of brand-name hats, okay?

Feng Qing privately guessed that the former film star finally found out that his godfather was stupid, so he went somewhere to heal his heartache, but considering Xiao Bai's mood, no one mentioned it in front of him.

Xiaobai just got acquainted with Liu Dazhuang, so he didn't have time to think about it.

Just now Ziwei could still hear his voice talking to Liu Dazhuang.

"Da Zhuang helps brother with his homework, okay? Yuanyuan asked me to write but I can't..."

What a snake, it's not even a full moon yet, so I'll just treat it like a homework boy for them.

Ziwei knocked on the wall with a sullen face: "Yuanyuan writes homework by herself, don't bully Xiaobai, otherwise I will send you to cram school."

At the end, he added: "Xiao Bai is not allowed to bully Da Zhuang, everyone should go to bed early."

The two children answered "Oh" obediently, with Liu Dazhuang's grateful hissing in the middle.

Ziwei doesn't sleep by himself, the night has just begun, and he can still play two games!

Suddenly, the air in the room gradually cooled down.

Ziwei turned over with her mobile phone in her arms, thinking that the window was not closed tightly, she met a pair of big copper bell eyes as soon as she looked up.

He immediately punched it.

The owner of the eyes rolled over while covering his face, seeing that Ziwei was about to step on him, he quickly shouted: "The store manager, it's me, open your eyes!"

"It's you..." Ziwei retracted her foot.

He remembered this ghost, the one who said in the evening that he was going back to resign, and now he had changed his attire, wearing black clothes with a chain around his neck, so he almost didn't recognize it.

Ziwei helped the ghost up, "Why didn't you say hello when you came in. Did you succeed in resigning?"

Zhang Dayan's left eye was swollen, as swollen as a walnut, sobbing miserably, and the chains on his body rattled.

"I don't know. As soon as I submitted my resignation, our boss asked me to invite you over for tea."

"Eh? Your boss is quite polite."

He didn't know if you were welcome, but he opened his eyes wide. Gulu swallowed, and asked cautiously, "Are you going?"

"Go. Give me your address and I'll call an online car-hailing service, right? Will he reimburse the fare?"

Zhang Dayan: "...don't bother, just sit down and I'll take you there."

Ziwei didn't know why, so she wondered if it's possible that this ghost also has such a wonderful spell as longevity.

Zhang Dayan untied the chain and put it around his neck.

Ziwei:! ! !

Ziwei kicked the ghost away and shouted angrily, "What are you doing here!"

Could it be that he was also expelled like blind man Wang, and came to him to use evil methods?Zhang Dayan looked upright and honest, did he see it wrong?

Ziwei once again lamented that she might not be very good at physiognomy.

This house is very strange. It was extremely difficult to enter with wide-eyed eyes just now. It was more laborious than entering a Taoist temple. He kicked him out and hit the wall without going straight through. His old waist was almost broken.

But he was really wronged, holding the chain and muttering: "I'm a ghost messenger, my boss Yama, how can I take you down if you don't seduce your soul..."

He showed Ziwei his ID.

"..."

The aura on the certificate was exactly the same as the box that Wang Ming sent the seal to, Zi Wei was silent: "Do you want to change jobs as a civil servant of the underworld?"

Zhang Dayan said: "Grassroots civil servants are equally tired, and the wages are not high. There are a lot of things. It took me 30 years to pass the exam. You... are you still going?"

Ziwei thought for a while, the seal was given to him by Wang Ming, and he did not do anything improper, and recruiting ghosts probably does not violate the regulations. .

He felt that it would be okay to have a cup of tea, and maybe he could chat with Yin Si about the cooperation of ghost workers.

Didn't Wang Ming say that there are too many lingering ghosts in the world now, and this can be regarded as creating job opportunities and solving social instability.

Thinking of this, Ziwei left a note for Changsheng, and said calmly: "You check it."

Zhang Dayan approached cautiously: "You don't want to hit me, do you?"

"...Don't play, hurry up, I will still play games when I come back."

"Eh!"

Zhang Dayan untied the chain.

Eyes wide open and put on chains.

Zhang Dayan pulled the chain desperately.

Ziwei: "...Did you check it? Why don't I feel it?"

Zhang Dayan wanted to cry: "I can't move..."

The store manager's soul is too stable, as if he is blessed by some god, he can't get out of the soul lock chain specially made by the underworld.

Ziwei sighed helplessly, no wonder she wanted to change jobs, didn't she feel tired when she was not skilled enough to do things at home?

Fortunately, their processing plants do not need technology.

Ziwei said: "Then what should I do? How about another ghost messenger? I happen to know a few."

His eyes were wide open and his head was shaking like a rattle.This is not possible, I will tell him to act in secret.

"How about...you die yourself?"

"???"

"No, no, shop manager, please don't hit me! I didn't mean to let you die! The soul will be turbulent between life and death, just lie to yourself."

Ziwei lowered her fist, "It's done."

……

This is what Changsheng saw when he came back:

Ziwei lay quietly on the bed with a plastic bag over her head, her chest didn't heave at all, her soul didn't fluctuate at all, and the screen of the mobile game was still on halfway through the game.

Changsheng's fingers trembled and his back was slightly stiff, he didn't dare to look closely, and raised his hand and summoned a general to question him.

Or that hapless canopy.

"Heaven has allowed him to go back?"

The two gods in the canopy were puzzled: "Which Tianzun? Who has gone back?"

Under the cold air gradually spreading around Changsheng, he saw the person on the bed: "Hey Dixing! He finally wanted to commit suicide? No, I just came down from Ziwei Palace and didn't meet him."

He stepped forward to probe, disappointed and said: "The soul is just out of body, not dead. Here is a note."

Tianpeng handed Ziwei's note to Changsheng.

A few lines of words were written hastily on it: King Yama asked me to drink tea, and I will come back as soon as I go. There is a spicy rabbit head left for you in the refrigerator compartment, and you can eat it hot.

Changsheng lowered his eyes: "It's nothing."

He finally felt relieved, folded the note and put it away, and prepared to make a formula to send the canopy away.

Tian Peng walked around the bed while he was reading the note. He was very curious about the place where Ziwei lived, and asked gossipingly, "You just said that Tianzun, didn't Dixing come down to earth with a temper?"

Changsheng's hand paused, "Having lost your temper?"

Tianpeng said bluntly: "Big Dipper was chatting with me, saying that he slept with you and then..."

It was only halfway through the speech that he realized who it was in front of him, so he quickly covered his mouth.

Changsheng's complexion did not change, but his ears blushed quietly: "...No. Don't spread rumors."

Tianpeng nodded his head, knowing that he had stumbled into some great gossip: he had actually slept!

Before Changsheng sent him off, he ran away by himself.It was as if he was afraid of thunder chasing him.

……

However, Ziwei swayed all the way with Zhang Dayan, and arrived at a dark place not long after.

In front of them was a tall palace, and on both sides were a few young ghosts who looked similar to Zhang Dayan, all of them were holding knives and whips with expressionless faces, but they all looked pretty good.

Zhang Dayan means that the eyes are bigger, and they are still above the average line.The ghost messengers here are obviously not in the same way as the underworld police in the Tongcheng office, and their image exceeds a lot.

Zi Wei secretly guessed, it seems that the civil servants of the underworld company have to have good facial features to be a civil servant. Maybe King Yama is a good-looking dog. He is so handsome that he might win some favors.I don't know if there is any drama in talking about cooperation.

Zhang Dayan asked him to wait on the steps, and he went in first to report.

Ziwei took the opportunity to look around.

The environment outside the Hall of Yama is not bad, although it is difficult to see clearly at a distance, but there are flowers and plants everywhere the naked eye can see, and the greening rate is extremely high, not worse than Yangjian.

After turning around, he saw that Zhang Dayan hadn't come back yet, and he was not idle, sending business cards to the ghost messengers at the door one by one.

The business card was only printed two days ago after applying for a new company license, probably because he carried it with him, and there were still many in his pocket after his soul left his body.

Ziwei smiled: "Everyone, if you are tired of the environment here and want to change jobs, welcome to our company. Our employee benefits are very good, including food, housing and vacation."

The ghost guard took the business card with a confused face, and saw "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Technology Co., Ltd." on the front, and "Business content covers commodity processing, astrology, ghost hunting and exorcism, welcome to call, phone number 177XXXXXXXX" on the back.

Can't help the collective: ...

What are they going to do?Do you drive yourself? !

Don't bully us. We have been dead for many years. Does one of your businesses have anything to do with technology companies?

And no one poached a corner at the gate of Yan Luo Hall!

A roar in the hall seemed to speak out what they were thinking: "He is so arrogant that he digs people under my hands! He even beat my ghost officials, which is not bad! Wang Ming actually said that he is... what does the Lord of the Underworld look like?" Still don't know! How dare he..."

Ziwei frowned.

I didn't understand a few words in the middle, but judging from this posture, King Yan Luo didn't seem to invite him to drink tea, but seemed to ask for a crime.

Ziwei snorted coldly.

He has no fear at all, so what about King Yama.He is a good little commoner, earning merits diligently, earning money honestly, and not doing anything harmful to the world. How can King Yama deduct his lifespan out of conscience?

The door squeaked, and a thin old ghost came out. He didn't have big eyes, but his attire was similar to Wang Ming's, and there was a big word "officer" written on his hat.

The old ghost official came to Ziwei in threes and twos: "His Royal Highness Yan Luo Wang has an invitation, please come with me."

Zi Wei nodded with a cold face and followed behind him.

The Hall of Yama looks like a quaint hall from the outside, but it is completely different when you enter the inside. It looks a bit like an office building in the world. Around the porch is a spacious hall. There are more than ten corridors near the wall. I don’t know where it leads. .

Not all ghost messengers wear uniform clothes, and some work in casual clothes. The clothes range from curly skirts to Chinese tunic suits.They were busy walking around, doing everything.

There was even a man who locked the ghost and made a phone call while walking.

The old ghost official led Ziwei to the elevator, and said slowly: "Please wait a moment, we only have two elevators, which are relatively slow. His Highness Yama's office is on the top floor."

Ziwei wanted to ask a bunch of questions in her chest, and she picked the most curious one and said, "So Yama's office is far from the gate of the palace?"

The old ghost official didn't understand why he would ask this, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

Ziwei was speechless: "Then how loud was he yelling just now? I heard it at the door."

Old ghost official: ...

The old ghost official didn't know how to answer.

He can't say that His Royal Highness Yan Luo Wang couldn't find your fault, so he deliberately yelled at you to scare you and pretended to be aggressive by the way.

If you really want to say this, he was dragged to be with Wang Ming before he reached the office door.

Ziwei also remembered that Wang Ming said that he was a servant under Yama's throne, "Why didn't you see Wang Ming?"

The old ghost official immediately grimaced, and was about to answer when the elevator arrived.

A bunch of ghosts rushed over from nowhere, scrambling to get on the elevator. The ghost hurriedly blocked the elevator with his arms and pushed Ziwei in, shouting: "Don't squeeze, let this one get on first! He is To see His Highness."

I don't care about ghosts, how many ghosts does His Highness Yama have to see in a day, if they really make them wait, why don't they take the elevator.

Fortunately, the old ghost official had great strength, so he squeezed in with Ziwei.

When the elevator door closed, there were at least fifty or sixty ghosts crowded into the small space of less than three square meters. In front of Ziwei was a green-faced and long-toothed ghost guard, and behind him was an old ghost official. It is difficult to move.

That string was still shouting at the colleagues at the console.

"I'm going to the 310th floor, please press me."

"This way to the negative eighteenth floor, thank you!"

"This will be going up, how come you going down also come up?"

"Hey, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to make it to the next trip?"

Ziwei retracted her previous thoughts, this is not an office building, it is much more terrifying than crowding elevators in an office building.

He turned his head with difficulty, and continued to chat with the old ghost official just now: "What's wrong with Wang Ming?"

Before the old ghost official could answer, the group of ghosts had already started chirping.

"Wang Ming you're talking about is the newly appointed deputy envoy?"

"He, tsk tsk, what's the use of doing a good job, he actually gave the King of Yama seal to strangers in private, isn't he dismissed?"

"His Royal Highness Yan Luo Wang just threw him into the prison, maybe he will be sentenced to fire or deep frying!"

"So, it's not a good thing to be promoted quickly. It's easier to make mistakes if you haven't figured out the rules below."

"If you ask me, it wasn't a big deal with him. It's that stranger who harbored evil intentions and actually took the seal to instigate ghosts and messengers to rebel. He is also quite unlucky."

"Huh? Rebellion? How did I hear that the Yin Shoubing soldiers were sent to ghost guards?"

"It's all the same. Anyway, His Highness is very angry. Didn't you see that he won't come down today to show his prestige?"

Zi Wei's face darkened.

Is Yama, who Wang Ming said is advancing with the times, so unreasonable?Random guesses put a big hat on them for no reason, and Wang Ming was dismissed and locked up.

But things are not necessarily desperate.

Ziwei quickly thought about how to persuade Yan Luowang to pick Wang Ming out.No matter how bad it is, I can only find a way to file a complaint.

It is said that the impartial and selfless Emperor Fengdu would not wrong people wrongly.

Yama's residence was on the highest floor of the building, and when they went down, there were only a few ghosts left in the elevator.

As soon as Ziwei stepped into the corridor, she heard the similar roar coming from the end.

"You actually opened a ghost factory, and you still pay attention to our Yin Division!"

"Excellent Aid Ambassador of the grassroots office? Who applied for this bullshit title? No. 0888? Call him down!"

"Hehe, he thinks he is Emperor Fengdu! Even if Emperor Fengdu stands in front of me, I will never change my mind. It is wrong to confuse yin and yang! Are ghosts so easy to restrain? Who will bear the responsibility for running away? Ah?"

"Wang Ming is going to piss me off!"

"...Your Highness, you are the king of ghosts, you cannot die."

"Don't interrupt, I'm on the radio!"

"...You continue. Well, your microphone is not turned off."

"..."

Stab.It seemed that the radio was turned off, and the corridor was instantly quiet.

Ziwei: ...

Maybe this King Yama is not as stubborn as he just guessed?It's a bit indescribable.

The old ghost official shamelessly led Ziwei to a door, and knocked lightly: "Your Highness, someone brought it here."

There was a rustling in the door, and I could vaguely hear the whisper talking to the left and right.

"Am I so majestic?"

"Extremely majestic."

"Your Highness is very thoughtful. He still wants to pay back the sun. Where can we find such a good publicity opportunity?"

"Okay, don't make it up, just leave it like this, if you snore again, you will wrinkle."

The old ghost official didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't have the nerve to remind His Highness Yan Luo Wang that the sound insulation effect of this door is extremely poor.

"Cough, come in!"

The wooden door opened in response.

Ziwei was ready to meet King Yama, but never expected that what appeared in front of him was an extremely ordinary office.

The layout is similar to that of Boss Huang's office. The large wooden table occupies a small half of the space, and there are piles of official documents on it. In the middle sits a man with a Chinese character face in a suit. He is wearing a pair of black pants and his face cannot be seen clearly. He seems to be a little bald.

The bull's head and the horse's face were separated on the left and right, and they were also in suits. Seeing Ziwei coming in, one of them shouted: "Bold and soulful, why don't you be rude to His Highness Yama?"

As soon as the words were finished, His Royal Highness suddenly slipped out of the chair and fell under the table.

Ma Mian: "Your Highness?!"

Under his surprised gaze, Yan Luo Wang hurriedly crawled out, as if suddenly transformed into a ghost, he ran forward to hold Ziwei's hand affectionately.

"Why didn't you say anything when you came here! Hey, my building has just been repaired and many things haven't had time to prepare."

"What would you like to drink? How about iced Bianhua juice? How about some spiritual fruit?"

Ziwei struggled to pull out her palm: "...you let Zhang Dayan hook me here."

What's the matter with this ghost king, why did he just touch his hand when he came up?Is he really that handsome?

King Yan Luo slapped his head, "Look at my memory! I've been too busy to get away recently, forgive me, I originally wanted him to invite you to talk about things! Are you still short of ghost work? Look at Ma How's the face?"

Ziwei: ...

No, there seems to be something wrong with the direction of the plot...?Wasn't King Yama still cursing when he came in? Why did he suddenly want to send workers to him in such a friendly way?

You ghost kings are all so capricious?

The expression on the horse's face could no longer be described as horror, its eyes were already big, and they were about to fall out of their sockets.

"...Your Highness, aren't we going to interrogate him?"

"Shut up!" King Yan Luo tearfully scolded him, "What kind of interrogation! We invited him to inspect the work!"

Horse face:? ? ?

Ziwei: ...?

Is that right?

"That's it!" Yan Luo Wang Chen Ken said incomparably.

In King Yan Luo's mind, the words that he had just broadcast through the broadcast were still circling, and every word and every word seemed to nail him to the ghost pillar of shame.

【He regards himself as Emperor Fengdu! 】

【Even if Emperor Fengdu stands in front of me, I will never change my words! 】

[It is wrong to confuse yin and yang! 】

Yan Luo Wang is now regretful, very regretful, especially regretful.

Where did he make a mistake? He wants to set such a big flag for himself.

The author has something to say:

Yama: I was wrong, I was really wrong.

As mentioned in the previous article, Emperor Fengdu is the incarnation of Emperor Ziwei in the underworld.

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