Who calls this thing a god?

On the way from upstairs to the car, all the staff except Lu Chan subconsciously hid away when they touched Qiyou, making the two seem to be walking the red carpet.

Jiang Fusheng poked his head out of the car and was caught by Lu Chan. While opening the door for Qi Yula, he smiled and said to him: "Welcome this magical guest for a one-day tour of the Ninth Bureau."

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

He felt that Qiyou's expression was like someone who wanted to send the whole car to the funeral home for a lifetime trip.

Jiang Fusheng hurriedly retracted his head, and sat obediently on the co-pilot with his eyes closed.

The rest of the staff got into another car, leaving the two plague gods behind.

Lu Chan unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip, with a sense of humor: "Isn't everyone enjoying the fact that I open the door without saying 'thank you, big brother'?"

Kiyo looked at him coldly.

I really fucking thank you.

Lu Chan teased him again: "I was ordered to sit here, so you don't have to make eye contact. Jiang Fusheng, right?"

Two cold eyes pierced Jiang Fusheng's back, he swallowed the blood silently, carefully changed his posture and hid in the co-pilot.

Don't cue me, our relationship is to enjoy the blessings together, but it is difficult to leave the group.

Sincerity is precious to brothers, and the price of loyalty is even higher.

For the sake of life, both can be thrown away.

Probably Qiyou's eyes were too unkind, Lu Chan didn't want to put his face in front of others to be beaten, so he smiled lazily, and changed his posture to lean on the car seat and close his eyes to rest his mind.

He raised his neck slightly, which made the facial features of that face more three-dimensional, with sharp edges and corners, which was really pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that Qiyou just wanted to punch him.

He turned his face away to look out the car window.

Inexplicably, he thought of the High Priest again.

That person is always gentle and humble, he doesn't like to talk very much, he stands like a pine and sits like a bell.He doesn't like to always tell himself the big truth, he just teaches himself some trivial things.

The only teaching that can be regarded as benefiting the world is probably telling oneself not to kill people.

this person……

Qi You sat up straight as if awakened suddenly.

high priest...

What does it look like?

When getting out of the car, Lu Chan glanced at Qiyou, and saw that his face seemed to be a little more gloomy.

His gaze inadvertently fell from his face to the back of his neck and froze.

There was a thin red mark there, like a circling line of blood.

Lu Chan was stunned for a moment, but he was not too curious. He sent people all the way to the confinement room in a very gentlemanly manner-this place usually detains some dangerous ghosts who have not yet confirmed their identities.

"Welcome to the Presidential Suite of the Special Investigation Bureau for the Coexistence of Humans and Demons. I hope you have a happy holiday." Lu Chan made a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Fusheng, who was following behind, was afraid that Qiyou would blow the bird's head off Lu Chan's neck for three miles, and looked at them nervously.

Qi You also looked at Lu Chan: "Can you climb farther?"

Lu Chan, who was "spoofed" by him, didn't care about it, but added an even worse sentence: "I don't support it. Before entering the confinement room, you can ask a question. Is there anything I can do for you?"

This sentence made Qiyou's heart broken, hesitating again and again, he pulled his face and asked: "Send food?"

Jiang Fusheng: "...?" What?

Just when he wondered if his ears had been filled with mercury, Lu Chan followed suit like a philanthropist: "Breakfast, lunch and dinner are served at [-]:[-], [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] by special personnel. Other than that..."

He smiled, "Children who love to be coquettish can get an extra dessert."

Jiang Fusheng: "..." I haven't seen any dessert in half my life working here, okay? ?Old Lu, can you please stop flirting? ?If you are so coquettish, you will be sent to the crematorium! !

With "I don't want to kill you" written all over his face, Qiyou took the door of the confinement room behind him.

The bloody scene he imagined was not staged, Jiang Fusheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he made the mistake of breaking his mouth when he walked a long way away, he poked Lu Chan and said: "Hey, why do you think the director asked people to invite this ancestor back this time?" Yeah? Normally, shouldn’t we observe in secret so as not to scare the snake?”

Lu Chan thought for a while, then smiled and took out a carton of milk from the desk and handed it to him: "Isn't this obvious?"

Jiang Fusheng: "?"

Lu Chan: "Just pick up a mascot for nothing."

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

He looked at Lu Chan coolly.

To be reasonable, if you are so coquettish, you will be beaten back to Nirvana.

During the daytime in autumn, the sun outside the window was so golden that it made people dizzy.

Xia Xixi, who was resting on the table, felt itchy in her ears. At first she thought it was the shaking of her hair and didn't pay attention.The itching was so intense that she couldn't sleep.

At this time, something small bounced on her face again, causing another itch.

Xia Xixi subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed it, the tentacles were slightly hard.

Her complexion suddenly changed and she sat up abruptly and threw the things in her hands out.

They are two grotesque reptiles.

Xia Xixi was so disgusted that she shuddered all over, accidentally knocked over the pen container, fell to the ground, and a twisted myriad crawled out crookedly.

Her breathing was stagnant, she jumped up and trembled almost subconsciously, staring at Su Yun's direction.

The teenagers under the clean school uniforms just lowered their heads, with malicious smiles on the corners of their mouths, and they didn't raise their heads, making her look like a fool.

"Are you fucking sick!" Xia Xixi broke her voice—she was afraid of those little bugs from the bottom of her heart, and she was so angry that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Su Yun was just sitting in the seat, twirling the pen at his fingertips, as if he had nothing to do with him.

Instead, a middle-aged man's voice sounded at the door: "Xia Xixi, what's the noise? Don't you see anyone sleeping?"

She still stared at Su Yun as if she didn't hear it.

"Xia Xixi. Sit down for me! There's no room for you in the class!?"

Xia Xixi gritted her teeth and sat down, clacking away her books.

The teacher in charge glanced at her, and there were chirping laughter again.

When the class bell rang, the head teacher packed up the lesson plans and went to the podium, frowned and said, "I'll say a few words before the class-there are forty people in the class, it's fate to be able to sit in one classroom. Individual students don't Because a little quarrel affects the unity of the class, so many people in the class are friendly, why are you so busy? I can hear your yelling in the office. If you don’t study, don’t you want others to learn?  … What's more, a slap can't make a sound. People just come to provoke you? Can you find your own reasons?..."

Several eyes fell on Xia Xixi, both openly and secretly, and she felt nauseous.

The tip of the pen scratched the pages violently.

……

"Old Lu, the director just asked us to come over." Jiang Fusheng knocked on Lu Chan's desk.

Lu Chan hummed and closed the game page.

"Do you think it has something to do with that ancestor?" Jiang Fusheng pouted in the direction of the confinement room.

Lu Chan also felt that it was a bit strange that the matter of resenting Youshen was handled by the director.

Leaving aside the issue of beating grass and scaring snakes, last night he was arrested and locked up in a confinement room without being interrogated by anyone. There was a strange energy inside and out.

Lu Chan pinched his eyebrows and said, "I guess so."

There are monitors and intercoms in the confinement room.Could it be that the director himself said something to someone?

Jiang Fusheng didn't dare to guess too much, followed Lu Chan to knock on the door and entered the director's office one after another.

Shen Xuan, the director of the Ninth Bureau, is also Xuanwu, one of the four spirits.

"Here you come? Sit down." Shen Xuan pointed to the sofa.

"I called you two here because I have something to ask you two."

Lu Chan and Jiang Fusheng quickly exchanged glances.

Shen Xuan: "...I'm not blind."

The two lowered their heads again.

Shen Xuan cleared his throat and said again: "The matter about the God of Resentment..."

The two pretended to be confused with understanding.

Shen Xuan: "I got him a business license."

Lu Chan: "..."

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

The two of them wished they could pour the Ming they carried in their bosoms into the chief as paraquat.

business license? ? ?

The fucking Ninth Bureau gave God a business license? ? ?

What business?Killing people, burying corpses and destroying the earth as a dragon?After the Ninth Bureau accepts this general, can it be renamed as a professional household for destroying corpses and traces, and the little overlord of heaven and earth will run amok throughout the universe from then on? ?

Lu Chan has already heard the crematorium and funeral home in the suburbs laughing and saying that heaven will not kill me!

There was an eerie dead silence in the room.

Who would have thought that the director would lay off staff in this way.

Shen Xuan coughed twice, and said slowly: "So...Xiao Qi is a non-staff member of Bureau Nine."

Jiang Fusheng whispered into Lu Chan's ear: "The Ninth Bureau has such a shortage of manpower? Your mascots are all on duty."

Lu Chan thought to himself that this mascot might directly take over the Ninth Bureau, and it's auspicious ass.

Shen Xuan: "Because of his special status, he doesn't have a house or savings, so he temporarily lives in the staff apartment."

For some reason, the more they listened to him, the more confused they felt.

Shen Xuan: "Furthermore, the nature of Qiyou's work is quite special. In order not to cause any trouble, I plan to ask one of you to assist him..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fusheng had already moved from Lu Chan's side to the other side of the sofa at the speed of light.

Don't look for me, look for him.

Lu Chan sacrificed to the heavens, with boundless magic power.

Lu Chan: "..." He laughed angrily.

Director Shen Xuan's eyes blinked because of this wave of operations, and he looked at Da Fenghuang with a darkened face for a while: "...Then you."

Lu Chan: "...hehe."

"Of course. Helping others is one of my excellent qualities. It's just that I remember that I was going to a foreign city to capture the descendants of ancient beasts next week, but now it seems that I can't go. Then..." Lu Chan Looking at Jiang Fusheng with a half-smile: "Is this task entrusted to you?"

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

Jiang Fusheng: "..." Great.

You are indeed a good brother who sees the truth in adversity! ! !

Jiang Fusheng didn't dare to say a word in front of the chief, gritted his teeth and nodded with a distorted smile.

"Okay. My good brother Chan Chan."

Shen Xuan watched a phoenix and a deer embrace each other, weeping and dancing, bragging about their plastic brotherhood, and couldn't help but silently blushed.

Breaking up another pair of good brothers is really doing a good deed every day.

Lu Chan changed to a more relaxed sitting position, and asked with a smirk: "Then what do I need to 'assist' him? He kills and I follow him, and he destroys the corpse and I shoot?"

Shen Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I'm sorry to trouble you to help him complete his work in a 'modern society' way. Of course, I believe that you can be a loving family..."

Lu Chan sneered.

Shen Xuan: "..."

Fine.

Before going out, Lu Chan's hand was already on the doorknob, and Jiang Fusheng still couldn't suppress his curiosity when he heard behind him and asked, "Director, how did you convince that ancestor to open the business?"

Old Chief Shen let out a cry, and said slowly: "Hey, I told him that he has a place to live and desserts when he enters the game, and he agreed."

Lu Chan's foot slipped.

"Let me just say that the apartment in our bureau has a great environment, clean, comfortable and sunny, with a balcony, elevator and swimming pool..."

Lu Chan ruthlessly closed the door.

Jiang Fusheng: "Brother, you don't want to move back to the staff apartment, do you?"

Lu Chan turned his face to look at him.

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

To be reasonable, he grew up with Lu Chan and knows his temper well.

This old phoenix is ​​smiling all the year round, and there is a gentlemanly etiquette in every gesture.But if someone provokes him, don't even think about leaving without shedding a layer of skin.

And hold grudges.

Very vindictive.

Jiang Fusheng was the first to be cowardly and respectful, and the gay shouted angrily: "Brother Lu."

Lu Chan was so disgusted by him that he took a step to the side and said unhurriedly, "Why should I move back?"

"The director didn't ask you..." Jiang Fusheng thought for a while, and it was indeed the same reason. Lu Chan didn't work as a nanny for others, so why did he follow him to and from get off work.

Lu Chan: "If you have time to worry about me, why don't you go and see your schedule for next week, don't be caught by others."

Jiang Fusheng: "I—"

Lu Chan looked at him.

Jiang Fusheng: "... Happy New Year to you."

886, Master's youth is over.

Lu Chan walked to the door of the confinement room, the three-piece set of facial fingerprints and irises came off, and the door lock opened with a beep.

He calmly opened the door and walked in.

The light in the confinement room is soft, covering Qiyou's hair and cheeks. The ruinous bully sits at the table and eats mango pudding slowly. Orbital.

Lu Chan stepped forward, tapped his table lightly with his fingers, and said unhurriedly:

"Little princess, I'm here to take you away."