Emperor star descends to earth

"So it is."

In the office, one person, one fairy and one ghost sat around the table, and the land explained why he came here.

Not only the wandering ghost workers, but also the ghost residents of Lianhua Village were brought back to Fengdu to live temporarily.During this period, no matter whether it is to seduce souls or send ghosts to reincarnate, it will be handled by the grassroots ghosts in the office. They are too busy at 0888, so they have to follow the example of the neighboring city to expropriate earth immortals and demon spirits to do odd jobs.

The land does not need to take care of the villagers for the time being, so they come here to earn some extra money.

He still looks young, holding Pa Ying in his arms, the rich golden light of faith is brighter than the fluorescent lamp in the broken room, and he said gently: "Little Pa's cultivation speed is relatively slow, and he still needs essence and blood to maintain the vitality of his soul and body." scattered."

Zi Wei looked at the pitch-black Pa Ying and raised her eyebrows, "You don't know how to feed him with human blood?"

Pa Ying was still a little afraid of Ziwei. He had a miserable experience of being stuffed in a plastic bag by Ziwei before. He huddled in the land's arms and said weakly: "Dad said drinking human blood is a meritorious deed, so buy chicken blood at the vegetable market. I made soup for it."

The land shyly said: "As the new year approaches, prices are increasing everywhere, otherwise I wouldn't bring him here to guard the gate. I really have limited savings."

Zi smacked his tongue slightly.

It's not easy to be an immortal these days, there is no subsidy, look, in order to raise a baby, you are forced to become a janitor.

Ziwei wanted to help him, but giving money directly seemed a bit insulting to the immortal, so she thought for a while and said: "My family has a shortage of employees recently, and there is not even one customer service left. They thought our online store was closed. If you have If you are free, why don’t you come and serve as an online store customer service again? Just chat with customers and say that it’s temporarily closed, and the treatment will be favorable.”

The land readily agreed.

While talking, there was a burst of noise in the corridor, and No. 0888 rushed into the office exhaustedly, holding a thick iron chain in his hand.

"President Zi is here? You sit down first, I just came back from the soul arrest, so I have to write a record and send them down."

Ziwei stretched her head and looked out, the iron chain of No. 0888 was extremely long, and there were rows of ghosts falling there, all of them had dull brows and blank expressions, probably new dead.A few underworld police stood staring at the side with their heads drooping. They recognized Zi Wei and reluctantly raised their spirits to say hello to him.

Ziwei curiously asked No. 0888: "Isn't the Yin Division closed, how do you send the ghost down?"

No. 0888 immersed himself in writing the record, the words flew out more difficult than the hospital's prescription, and took the time to say: "This is still inspired by you, the Yin Division expert team specially built a small game for teleportation, correct the password and send the ghost to the game As soon as it is plugged in, the colleagues below will naturally come to pick it up."

He pointed to the computer on the table, "The entrance is here, only ghosts can enter."

Ziwei nodded, thinking that it's no wonder the office wants land guards.

After No. 0888 finished writing the document, with a wave of his hand, the document turned into a cloud of light and entered the computer screen, and he yelled for his colleagues to come over.

Ziwei hastily backed off.

The underworld police work in pairs, one reads the password, and the other throws the ghost into the screen after the companion finishes reading, just looking at it looks like the computer screen is the entrance of an assembly line.

After throwing everything away, No. 0888 looked at the time: "Take a rest for 10 minutes, and the next stop is the Workers' Hospital."

Everything related to the hospital is a big job, and the underworld police simply don't want to waste a second. They don't even bother to open the door of their own offices, so they just lie down and rest in the corridor.

No. 0888 was also very tired, and he slumped on the chair and asked Ziwei: "Mr. Zi is looking for me?"

Ziwei said: "It's not a big deal. I can't get in touch with Wang Ming, and I can't use Yan Luoyin, so I just want to come to you and ask when my staff will come back. Didn't you say that the Yin Division was only closed for ten days? It's been two weeks. "

No. 0888 said with a sad face: "We are in a hurry than you. Deputy Director Wang sent me a message two days ago, saying that there was an incarnation of a foreign god who smuggled into China. How long will it be closed?"

"The incarnation of a foreign god?"

"Yes, it's still at the level of the Four Royals. It seems to be called...what..." He had so many things that he couldn't remember.

Ziwei: "Shiva?"

"Yes! That's what it's called."

Ziwei said: "Tell Wang Ming that Shiva's incarnation went to the Ziwei Temple Luotian Dajiao, and has been broken up."

No. 0888 couldn't believe it, "This is broken up? Won't come back again? That's the level of Siyu, who is so capable?!"

Ziwei saw Shiva's avatar disappear with his own eyes, but he couldn't be sure whether he would come back again, and said, "We took a video at the scene. Now, tell me how to contact Wang Ming, and I'll send it to them for study."

"It's easy." No. 0888 took Ziwei's phone and fiddled with it for a while, and when it was returned to Ziwei, there was a grimace icon in the upper right corner of the phone screen.

No. 0888 said: "I have already connected to the 7G network of the underworld, do you want me to drag you into the group of the underworld?"

"...group?" Is that the group he was thinking of?

"Oh, King Yama created a large WeChat group, and used black technology to break through the limit of 500 people. The colleagues in the underworld and part-time earth immortals and demon spirits are all there. If there are major events, they will be notified directly in the group."

Ziwei said numbly: "...then you pull it."

On the 0888th, Zi Weiwei sent him an invitation. When the time came, he hurriedly took the other underworld police to go out on a mission.

As soon as Ziwei entered the group, her mobile phone kept ringing.

News in the group spread quickly.

King Chu Jiang: [Private Escape Private Server 4=1 Here comes a ghost! 】

King Biancheng: [Wait for me for a minute!I'm finishing this report soon! 】

Rotary King: 【You guys know how to play games all day long, can you work hard? There is a war at the top! 】

Shen Tu: [Hey, don't be so serious. Anyway, Yin and Yang are closed and we are idle. Maybe one day if we lose, the whole hell will disappear. 】

Yu Lei: [It is very true, the Lord of the Underworld and the God of Salvation are not here, if we really want to lose, there is no god to save us.So is there anyone who pushes mahjong? 】

No. 0019: [Leaders, can you understand the feelings of the grassroots employees who are stranded in the world?We're so tired that we're almost turning into dicks! 】

Zhao Wenhe: [You still have time to browse the group, how can you be so tired? 】

Du Ziren: [Don't be afraid, I'm so exhausted, this king will help you turn back into a ghost. 】

No. 0019: [... I thank you? 】

Heiwuchang: [Are there more ghosts in the group? @野罗王, Your Highness, is there a report from a new colleague? 】

Yan Luowang: [I'm busy, it's from No. 0888, look at the list of members yourself. 】

Wang Ming: [I just took a look...it seems to be Mr. Zi. 】

King Yama: [! ! ! 】

King Chujiang: [! ! ! 】

King Biancheng: [! ! ! 】

Rotating King: [Haha, the scene of the rollover.Should! 】

Hei Wuchang: [? 】

Bai Wuchang: [Your Highnesses all know him? 】

Ziwei Diving stared at the group. At first, he was a little unhappy to see them secretly engaging in the private server of his game. Then he saw that they were so leisurely and completely unaffected by the battle of the gods. Thinking of the hard work of the gods in the sky, he felt panicked. .

He raised his head and asked the land: "Have they been so idle?"

Land nodded and explained: "Yin and Yang are not connected, and you seem to have nothing to do in the underworld."

Ziwei was even more stunned.

It happened that he was recognized by Wang Ming, so he simply typed directly to vent his dissatisfaction.

Ziwei: [The upper world is full of wars, and mortals are still trying to find ways to hold a big feast to provide assistance, but the underworld seems to have nothing to do with it?Does your conscience hurt? 】

Are you worthy of the paper money burned by mortals during the Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and Cold Clothes Festival?Oh yes, the Luotian Dajiao was also sacrificed to the gods of the underworld, as well as the sacrifices of the vows of the Taoist priests!

Yan Luowang replied the fastest: [What Mr. Zi said is that I will definitely educate everyone to get rid of bad habits!King Chujiang, immediately dismantle the private server of the game, Mr. Zi is the original producer! 】

King Chu Jiang: [...OK. 】

Hei Wuchang: [Your Highness... is it really demolished? 】

Did you have fun playing with us yesterday? How can you say that you can tear down the private server?And King Chu Jiang, why do you follow suit?This is the most popular entertainment in Hell right now.

King Yama: [Of course it's real!Now!immediately!immediately! 】

King Chujiang: 【Maintaining President Zi's legal rights starts with me, and the underworld should also popularize copyright awareness. 】

Hei Wuchang: [? ? ? 】

Rotation King: [Mr. Zi, I am different from them. I am obsessed with work and can't extricate myself! 】

King Yama: [Me too! 】

Bai Wuchang: […]

Bai Wuchang couldn't figure out what was going on with His Highnesses, why all of them suddenly changed their temper and showed respect to every mortal.

He had also heard of Ziwei.Isn't he just the boss of a yin-yang cooperation unit? He has created some income for his colleagues and provided jobs for many ghost people. Why is this so?

But he wisely didn't interrupt.

Like him, all the ghosts who couldn't understand the group chat chose to remain silent.

Only the big guys are left in the group to perform.

Yan Luowang: [Mr. Zi and Jiaqun are here to inspect the work? 】

Shen Tu: [President Zi!During this period of time, Yu Lei and I have worked hard to guard the gate of hell, and we have never slacked off for a moment! 】

Zhao Wenhe: [You Dongfang Ghost Emperor was brought up by a liar?The gate of ghosts has been closed for a while and no ghosts have come in, okay?Mr. Zi, Wang Zhenren and I are diligent in governing Sizhong Mountain, and the ghost people who come from the mortal world are happy every day. 】

Du Ziren: [The whole hell knows that you Western ghost emperors are the best at bragging!The ghost happiness index of my Luofu Mountain is the highest!President Zi is free to come and see for himself? 】

Yang Yun: [North expresses dissatisfaction, Luo Fengshan has been the underworld GDP champion for ten consecutive years! 】

Zhou Qi: [Bah!Where do you put Baodu Mountain in the center of me! 】

Ziwei's brain hurts seeing it.

Ziwei: 【...Are you so idle? 】

The quarrel in the group stopped instantly, and there was no ghost to speak for a long time.

Ziwei planned to have a private chat with Wang Ming directly, but as soon as she quit the group, she found that there were more than a dozen friend requests accumulated in her address book.

He skipped a bunch of ghosts and only added King Yama.

Yan Luowang: [You remember? 】

Ziwei slid her finger across the screen lightly, smiled helplessly, and returned: [No. 】

King Yama: [Then you...? 】

Ziwei: [It’s just a guess, I can’t guess wrong, right? 】

King Yan Luo made a weeping expression.

King Yama: [Of course not.Underworld Lord, this subordinate misses you so much! 】

Ziwei made up the image of Yan Luowang scratching his nose with tears and snot in front of him, and shivered.

Silently deducting the words: [You should treat me as a partner, I think we are very happy to talk about business, I am not used to you like this. 】

Yan Luo Wang, who was on the opposite side of the phone, was flattered. Thinking that he didn't do anything particularly offensive afterwards, he typed fortunately: 【Of order. 】

Ziwei: ...

No one would use the word "obey" with a business partner, would they?Ghosts can't, can they?

He shouldn't have lifted his vest, tsk.

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About popular science:

①: Regarding the names of people in the group chat, Cai Yulei and Shen Tu are the Eastern ghost emperors, who govern Taozhi Mountain and Guimenguan; Zhao Wenhe and Wang Zhenren are the Western ghost emperors, who govern Sizhong Mountain; Zhang Heng and Yang Yun are the northern ghost emperors , governing Luofeng Mountain; Du Ziren is the southern ghost emperor, governing Luofu Mountain; Zhou Qi and Ji Kang are central ghost emperors, governing Baodu Mountain.

②: Those with the word "king" behind them are Yama of the Ten Palaces.