Emperor star descends to earth

In office No. 0888, official documents piled up like a mountain, the desktop computer was still on, and the small red dots in the lower right corner of the screen jumped to 99+.

Seeing that they are so busy and still have time to have fun, Ziwei suddenly became a little worried about the office efficiency of the underworld.

No. 0888 shyly crossed out the email prompt box, signaling Ziwei to get down to business.

Ziwei naturally has his reasons for coming here.

When Wang Ming explained the technology of the modern underworld, he briefly introduced it to him. Now the ghosts stranded in the human world have to register their household registration and enter them into the Fengdu network, so that their whereabouts are fully under control.

Xiaobai's past is very clear to Ziwei. Before he left the village, he had never shown himself in front of anyone other than Lin Zishen. The only ones who knew his original image were ghosts who had contact with him.

After Ziwei finished talking about what happened in Lin Zishen's house, she continued: "The evil ghost should have been to Fulong Village in the past 25 years and has not yet been reincarnated. Maybe he has registered the willow tree at the entrance of the village as a ghost house, so there is a high probability that it is an old ghost. It is very likely that he has disappeared in the near future.”

No. 0888 nodded while listening, logged into the local government office system to help him screen according to the conditions, but said in his mouth: "The missing ghosts are all registered in the special office. With Lord Shentu in charge, the speed of solving the case is very fast. ...Hey, there really is one."

He printed out the ghost's information and handed it to Ziwei. It was only a short page, but Ziwei frowned.

No. 0888 also sighed and said: "I still have a little impression of this blind man. He did a lot of good things for the villagers during his lifetime. He was originally sentenced to be reincarnated into a wealthy family. But a few years ago, wasn't there family planning in Yangjian? After waiting for more than ten years, the second child was finally released, and the second child was about to be scheduled, and suddenly disappeared, it is really unlucky to die."

Ziwei sighed, thanked No. 0888, and asked about Qin Baobao's situation.

Qin Baobao was the Flying Head Ghost who lived at No. 75, Seven Star Plaza before they moved in. The last time he reported to Wang Minglai's office, there was no news. It had been more than a week since their scheduled report time.

No. 0888 said: "Hey, he, he is too poor in his studies and has not been able to get a certificate of completion. He just enrolled in the third round of cram school."

Ziwei bid farewell with shame.

No. 0888 held the office door and waved a small handkerchief to say goodbye to him enthusiastically: "Brother, come back when you are free! You don't need to bring presents, and I will apply for a bonus for you when you solve the case!"

While talking, she took the gold ingot that Ziwei had just burned into her bosom.

Ziwei didn't look back, pretending not to hear.

Thank you, I can't spend your money, you can keep it for yourself.

Walking out of the office, the warm rays of the setting sun shone on Ziwei's body, and the cold air that had been with him for a long time seemed to be swept away in an instant.

Ziwei squinted her eyes comfortably, handed the information in her hand to Changsheng, and asked, "What do you think?"

Chang Sheng said indifferently: "If you help the tyrant, you have to bear the consequences."

Even if the ghost is driven, if the ghost is unwilling, there are more chances to escape and ask for help.

If all ghosts rely on their previous merits and virtues to do evil and get reincarnated smoothly, the world will be chaotic sooner or later.

Ziwei was very satisfied with Changsheng's three views, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You can come with me later, I can beat ghosts, but I don't know how to fight."

Changsheng: ...

In his mind, how Ziwei dealt with Daoist Xu is still fresh in his memory.

After these few days, Ziwei has already repaired "How to understand the expression of longevity" to the fourth level, and said silently: "I can't still ask the underworld police for help, can I? There are experts behind Wang Xiazi. What should I do? Wait...do you know the law?"

Changsheng: "...Yes, don't worry."

His descending to the mortal world has not been approved, so it is inconvenient to cast spells easily.But since it's Ziwei's request, it's okay to violate the heavenly regulations occasionally.

Zi Wei laughed straight, thinking, Chang Sheng really had a cold face and a warm heart, more reliable than he guessed.

The two returned to the store, called Liu Xiaobai, took a taxi and went straight to Lin Zishen's house.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Liu Xiaobai is with her or not, but Ziwei has a lot of selfishness, and she must let Xiaobai see clearly the true face of his ruthless son.

Liu Xiaobai was so excited that she wasn't even afraid of ghosts anymore. She rearranged her appearance according to the front camera of her mobile phone, and kept asking Ziwei brother: "I haven't been to Lin Zishen's new home yet, what am I going to say later? Ah Ziwei Brother Wei, should I take off my hat? It doesn’t seem to match my clothes..."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Ziwei looked at the meter on the taxi with a piercing heart: "Master, turn right in front of you, let me see that the navigation is closer."

Then he said to Xiaobai: "You don't have to say anything. Also, you can take off your hat if you want. Anyway, Lin Zishen doesn't care if you are bald or not."

Liu Xiaobai: QAQ

Woo, why did Brother Ziwei treat him so fiercely today?He is obviously not bald yet, it's just autumn, but his hair is thinning!

Liu Xiaobai clutched her wool cap tightly.

As soon as the taxi drove into the community, Ziwei and Liu Xiaobai quickly stuck to the window glass in shock.

Ziwei: Damn it!The film king is really rich, look at these villas and these rare flowers and trees, all of which are made by sucking my little white blood! ! !

Liu Xiaobai: My son is so annoying!Such a luxurious place to live at such a young age!

Only Changsheng remained calm.

What about villas, the entire community occupies less than one percent of Shenxiao Mansion or Ziwei Palace.

But when he looked at Ziwei's envious eyes, he suddenly felt distressed.

Changsheng: "You like it? Shall I buy it for you?"

Ziwei:? ? ?

He was flattered, and thought of the number on the longevity discount, although it was much higher than him, he might not be able to afford the house here.Then he said in a tone that would not hurt Changsheng as much as possible: "Aren't you in a hurry to marry a wife, don't waste money, the requirements for betrothal gifts are quite high now."

Changsheng thought about it.

The three of them got off the car at a certain place, only to find out that they were not the only ones who came after Lin Xinxin ushered them in.

There were two groups of people in the huge living room, and it looked like they had just arrived.A hale and hearty old man with two young apprentices, and a head-down master with tattoos all over his upper body.

Lin Xinxin apologized deeply, and said in a low voice: "My brother originally invited this Daoist Niu of the Zhenwu Temple tomorrow, but I don't know what happened and came today by himself. There is also that one, who is the famous Jiangtou of Anguo. Master, my uncle invited us here, but he didn't say hello to us either. You don't mind the store manager, do you?"

Ziwei's face was calm, and she smiled slightly: "It's nothing, it's all about saving people, there are many people and strength is great."

Lin Xinxin breathed a sigh of relief: "The store manager has a really nice personality."

Taking advantage of Lin Xinxin's time to find Lin Zishen, Zi Wei turned her head and pulled Chang Sheng, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you have any powerful spells? Come on, teach me to calm them down! How dare these guys come to grab business, Extremely shameless!"

Changsheng: ...

The author has something to say:

The saved manuscript has been discarded and rewritten. I have something to do today so it is short. I will continue to work hard to update OTZ tomorrow.