[Comprehensive] The ghost lamp of the blue lamp

"Let that Natsume go to hell?"

Ghost Lantern sorted out his collection of books, and took the time to look up at the blue lantern standing beside him.

The latter was leaning on the bookshelf, holding a book in his hand, reading with gusto, and nodded: "Didn't you say that there is a shortage of people, I want Natsume to be a jailer in the future, but he is as interested in this job as I was before." Some rejection, I want him to understand, maybe he will change his mind, what do you think?"

The lack of people in Yan Mo Temple is indeed a problem that Ghost Lamp has always been troubled by. There are more and more dead people, but there are very few jailers in hell. Can't get rid of the relationship - the work of the jailer is too heavy for the residents of the other world. Although the benefits are good, the long working hours and frequent overtime make many ghosts discouraged.

Ghost Lantern thought for a while: "It's not impossible, but you also said that he is only 16 years old now, it's too early to think about it, we don't accept child labor."

"It's just for a visit. I didn't plan to let him come now. I will cultivate my interest while I am still young, so I can fool around. Cough solicitation."

Ghost Lamp did not miss his words, glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to tidy up.

"Then wait for him to come during the winter and summer vacations, and then write an application - can you come to help now?"

Qingdeng was satisfied when he got the exact answer.

"Of course." Qing Deng put down the book in his hand with a smile, and knelt down to help sort those chaotic books into different categories.

It was already Sunday in this world, Qing Deng stayed at Fujiwara's house yesterday, and only returned to the other world this morning, and Ghost Lantern had already sorted out the book collection for the day.

At this time, all the books in his room had been transported to the newly opened study room, but they hadn't been put on the bookshelves yet, most of them were stacked on the ground, waiting for their owners to rearrange them.

"How long will it take just the two of us to clean up? Why don't you ask someone to help?"

"I already asked someone to help me yesterday, and I'll do the follow-up tidying up myself." Ghost Lantern put a stack of sorted books on the shelf according to the list, and went to move another stack.

Qing Deng teased, "I can't tell you know how to be considerate to your subordinates."

"It's not considerate." Ghost Lantern glanced back at him, and then continued to work as if nothing had happened: "It's just that there are a lot of personal items in it that are not easy to see."

"What personal belongings?" Hearing this, Qing Deng became interested, and looked around, looking at the books that were still lying on the ground.

Looking at it, he really found something.

Among the collections of books handed down from various dynasties, there are many books such as reading notes mixed in, and Qing Deng even found a few diaries in it!

Unexpectedly, Ghost Lantern still has the habit of writing diaries, so Qing Deng bent down to pick up those diaries and read them.

A big hand reached out and took the notebook away.

"What did you write in it, are you afraid that people will read it?"

"I don't remember what happened so long ago."

Gui Deng took the diary and flipped through it, and found that it was just some of his previous work experience and the reform plan of the prison guard system that he thought of, so he threw it to Qing Deng again.

Qing Deng turned it over, and then put it down boringly: "Can this kind of thing be called a diary? This is obviously a work note!" But it is bluffing to write "diary" on the cover.

"The thing that needs to be recorded every day is not a diary, what is it?" Ghost Lantern has his own opinion: "Don't dawdle, pack it up early and you can rest."

"Understood." Qingdeng had no choice but to give up the "expedition" and start over again.

The titles of many books here are very unfamiliar, some of which Qing Deng can't understand, but fortunately, there is a system to remind him in his mind, so there is no mistake in the classification.

At this time, he couldn't help thinking, what would he do without the system.

He just sighed like this, but the system said very seriously: [Master, don't worry, I will always follow you. 】Qingdeng thinks that the system is really his little angel.

When all the books were put on the bookshelves, there was only a pile of magazines and newspapers left on the ground, some of which were said by the ghost lamp to be disposed of, so the green lamp didn't sort them out before, and left them until the end.

"As soon as the rest are sorted out, it's done."

After working for a long time, Qing Deng could hardly straighten his waist, so he simply sat down on the ground, reached out and tapped his back, and casually took out a magazine from the pile of magazines and opened it.

? ! ! ! !

After seeing the contents clearly, Qing Deng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

He flipped back to the cover, and there was a beautiful woman dressed like a teacher standing in the classroom. She seemed nothing special, but the script that he didn't pay attention to before was so fun.

This turned out to be an adult magazine, and the content was very dirty.

Qing Deng looked up at Ghost Lantern, with a strange expression on his face, he didn't expect him to like watching this.

"What's the matter?" Ghost Lantern noticed his gaze, looked down, and happened to see the cover of the magazine in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "I don't want that one, you can take it back to have a look if you are interested."

He wasn't...well, just a little curious.

Qing Deng coughed lightly, and shook the magazine in his hand: "So you still read this? Isn't it all in this pile?" He then reached out to flip through the pile of magazines.

This is probably a personal item that cannot be seen by others.

"There are only a few copies." Ghost Lamp's face was cold, as if he didn't feel any embarrassment at all when he was found reading this. "I'm also a man. Isn't it normal to appreciate it once in a while? Don't say you haven't read it? Oh, young people nowadays People should prefer to watch that kind of movie online?"

Qing Deng blushed, he had really seen it.

The modern Internet is like this. Even if you don’t look for it on purpose, you will come across some unsightly things when you surf the Internet. Qingdeng is an age full of curiosity. It is normal to watch a few movies. A classmate said that we often watch this kind of stuff together in the dormitory.

But putting it on the ghost lamp still makes him feel a little weird, because his ghost seems to be abstinent.

But thinking about it carefully, Ghost Lantern's kissing skills are so good, but he has never dated anyone, and the relevant knowledge is probably only based on observation.

No, there is another possibility!

"You haven't been to Flower Street before, have you?" Qing Deng looked at Ghost Lantern solemnly, with aggressive eyes: "It's not like the Fox Cafe, do you understand what I mean?"

"You mean drinking flower wine?" Gui Deng asked, seeing Qing Deng nodding, he raised his eyebrows: "I'm not interested in that kind of place, ladies should be respected, not just playthings."

"I agree with this point. I have always felt that the existence of a place like Huajie is inconceivable. If it were in China, such a place would have been sealed up long ago."

"I don't know much about the situation in this world, but the Flower Street in that world was indeed operated legally."

Gui Deng walked to Qing Deng and sat down, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, and helped him beat his back.

"Only a small number of special practitioners who work in the Flower Street of Zhonghe Hell are deceased. Most of these people were also engaged in the same job before their death. Most of them were commuted. They did not fall into hell to suffer, but because of reincarnation When the time is up, you can only stay in the other world to live, and the dead who have no other skills have to engage in the work before you."

"But there are actually very few such dead, and most of the rest are monsters who can change human forms. They are not forced or anything, but they like this kind of work themselves."

Qing Deng was surprised: "There are monsters who like to do this?"

"Probably because apart from high wages, you can also absorb power from customers, which is allowed." Ghost Lantern said, "And most monsters don't care about these things more than you think, and many monsters enjoy it. This kind of life is like a forest of wine and meat, just look at that Empress Daji."

"Of course, not every special practitioner will spend the night with guests. What is important in Huajie is your love and my willingness. Only when you see the right way will there be communication other than accompanying wine."

"It's clear what you know." Qing Deng cast a sidelong glance at him, meaning unclear.

"That street existed before the Hall of Ten Kings appeared. In order to let them pay their taxes obediently, I have also learned about it. Taxation over there used to be very difficult."

"You really haven't played?" Qing Deng shook the magazine in his hand meaningfully, "Is this kind of thing only available now? In the past? What did you read?"

"No matter when, there will always be similar books. If you want to read, there are still a few ancient editions on the bookshelf, with illustrations." Not heavy, but a little indescribable.

He leaned against Qing Deng's ear, and his deep voice carried some kind of invitation: "Instead of going to that kind of place, I'd be more happy to play with you. Would you like to pick a book and try it out?"

Feeling bad, Qing Deng immediately shook his head: "Forget it, I'm not interested in those kind of ugly and abstract picture albums."

"Oh, so you know what it looks like." Ghost Lantern's voice became softer: "It seems that you have seen it too."

Qing Deng laughed dryly: "Haha, there are too many garbage pictures on the Internet, and you always accidentally see something you shouldn't see. Besides, you have seen more than me, right? You even have favorites."

"Can you tell me what you saw?"

Lowering his head, his bloodless thin lips bit the Adam's apple around his neck, like a beast that had captured its prey.

He looked up at the pair of bright blue eyes, the already dark eyes were deeper, without a trace of light, showing danger.

Yet indescribably attractive.

"Then we can discuss and see which ones we both like."

"Let's try again."

Qing Deng swallowed his saliva, feeling bad.

He should have destroyed the body as if nothing had happened the first time he found the magazine over there, why would he be so stupid to discuss this kind of issue with this guy.

He clearly knew that this guy was thinking about what would happen after the double bed was placed every day!

Think of the room that has been made up and the bed is made.Qing Deng just wanted to look up to the sky and shout.

My life is over! ! !