Working as a babysitter in high school

It's too lively in hell, even if Yuan Qiliang is outside? He comes back after a while, but here? He still doesn't understand.

Looking around, Yuan Qiliang didn't see the ghost lamp, probably he was busy with other things.

In front of the Santu River, a lot of people were blocked, and the scene was a mess. I don't know what the jailers were doing.

"Tsk, where did that fellow Xia Youjie go?" People familiar with him? Didn't see any of them, but instead? The pile of dead souls already exceeded the standard.

Being surrounded by so many people? Squeezing around, real people? Shaking my still a little confused mind.When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he licked the corner of his mouth.

"As many as bedbugs to be annoying? Humans are..." disgusting.

Are there so many people in hell?Hey, it's really curious, what will happen if you change the soul of the guy here?

"Get out, brat, what do you want to do in hell?" Seeing the real person's unpleasant face at a glance, Yuan Qiliang jumped up and stomped him to the ground.

Thinking of the people here, most of them are because this guy added a few more legs and sent people to the ground.

Raising his hand and scratching his hair, Yuan Qi Liangpo was a little upset, took a deep breath, and roared, "Quiet——"

"Revenant line up for me! Where's the jailer? Can't even manage this?!"

Yuan Qiliang's voice was instantly heard by everyone present, and the scene was instantly quiet, and everyone unconsciously looked at the man standing there.

The exquisite appearance and the appearance of being thin, and not like those jailers holding what? The appearance of a weapon made many people suppress their hearts that were frightened just now.

"What? Ah, who are you? What? People?! Would you scare people by speaking suddenly?! I want to report you!"

Stretching out his index finger and swiping in the air, the smile on Yuan Qiliang's face became more kind. "You should thank me for my current mood? Not bad, otherwise I would be lynched."

The man who spoke just now seemed to be crushed by something? An invisible heavy object was crushed to the ground, and his mouth seemed to be covered by something. He couldn't speak for a long time. Come, I can only yell.

The scene became a little quieter, everyone's eyes were focused on Yuan Qiliang's side, and after seeing the lessons learned from the past, no one spoke again.

After all, the horrors of hell...are always?inscribed in the DNA?and it's not that?everyone?is so?stupid and "in hell"?

Yuan Qiliang stomped hard on the guy who was still trying to move, and the tablet in his hand had already entered the list of victims this time.

"Okay, now everyone? Divide me into male and female groups, and line up properly."

"You are not allowed to jump in the queue, and you are not allowed to bring any strange things to add non-recyclable garbage to Santuchuan."

The arrangements were made in a few sentences, and the jailer's reaction was quick, and they all started to organize the team neatly.

In the final analysis, the scene just now was too chaotic, and there was no one who could support the scene to calm the existence of these people.The jailers, who are quite accustomed to this kind of scene, moved skillfully, and immediately made everyone here line up in four rows, with men and women separated.

"You can't do this? Can't hell not even bring luxury goods?" Standing in front of the Santu River, someone? He didn't want to leave his things behind.

Before entering the trial, all people must take off their clothes, put on white shrouds, walk across the Santu River, and then judge their crimes according to Duoyipo and Xuanyiweng.

Arrange the order in which they enter the trial in turn.

Every year, some people with poor brains will conflict with the jailers, but today there are too many people, and the mentality of following the crowd is also a fluke.That person? Don't want to get more benefits for yourself?Besides, after walking through the Santu River, you really bid farewell to the concept of living.

"Maybe I made a mistake? I said? Maybe I'm still alive, don't be like this? Go to the other side soon..."

Yuan Qiliang: "You guys, are you really? Long-winded."

A chain was directly buckled around the real person's neck, suppressing his abilities.

Yuan Qiliang pulled the other party mercilessly, walked around in a big circle, and dealt with the problem.

"It's hell here, isn't it? What? The rule of law classroom! We don't have the patience to discuss human rights with you. If you want to make trouble..."

Before Yuan Qiliang could finish his words, there was a reckless person beside him who stood up first.

"What? Hell! We...suddenly? encountered such a thing! Who would just do this? Admit that you are dead! At least give it a chance!"

"That's it? Ah! Besides, we may not necessarily die. Wait a minute! Maybe we can go back!"

"I'm still so? young, I don't want to die! Why? No one? Go save me!"

Crying is contagious. With the first one, it will be difficult for the others to control their emotions.

Once they opened their mouths, those people didn't care about their face. They dragged the guards one by one and started crying to themselves about how difficult this life was.

They just? Simply go out to have fun, why? They died?

Why? Should such a thing happen?Damn the monsters who killed them!

Yuan Qiliang rubbed his forehead when he heard the crying, "It's so noisy... Forget it, let them cry for a while before continuing."

It’s really not good to forcefully suppress these people at this time. After walking through the Santu River, Yuan Qiliang asked a jailer to arrange for him to prepare some hot soup for the people here, so as not to be tired from crying for a while Dizzy on the way.

If someone picks up trouble, Yuan Qiliang can punish him casually, but if he cries like this, then he can't be too indifferent.

Just cry, arrange for others first?

"You throw him to the punishment area first, and make sure that he goes through the two punishments of 270 yuan." Yuan Qiliang told him to throw the chain in his hand to a familiar jailer.

The jailer who took the real man? The chain was full of confusion. He stared blankly at the guy who had been beaten so hard that he couldn't see his face, and subconsciously repeated, "All?"

Yuan Qiliang nodded: "Everyone, I will call up the report, this guy is too annoying to me, I have to teach him a lesson."

Death is a simple thing, but after death, there is a longer road.

The real person?: "You? It's a public revenge, right? There's nothing in hell? Is there a place to appeal~ It's too much."

Yuan Qiliang: "It's okay, hell is much more real than this world, and the one who is capable is? King. And you met me, so you biss, do you understand?"

"This is my speech, I don't have a chance for you to speak!"

"Well, Senior Qihai, who is the one giving orders over there? Do I know the one?" A certain magician cautiously poked Qihai's arm, and asked with straight eyes.

Why? Why? He saw someone he knew? Be a boss in hell!

After clicking on the file, he explained to the guards next to him some issues that need attention. Yuan Qiliang then began to search for people who needed attention.

On the other side of the men's queue, the ones standing at the front are none other than Nanami and the others.

For them who already knew they were going to die? Crying meaninglessly was meaningless.Rather than slumping to the side weakly, it is better to follow their arrangement and finish the procedure early.

"Yo, Nana Ming." She moved to Qihai's side, and greeted her with a smile.Yuan Qiliang conveniently clicked on the basic information about a few people on the tablet. As magicians, their merits and virtues naturally far surpassed their sins.

"Ah?!" It's okay to be called like this by Polygonum cuspidatum, why are you also called like this?

With obvious blue veins on her face, Qihai snorted softly, raised her hand and took off her glasses.

For conjurers? There is no death without regrets.

In my mind? I can still recall the scene of death, Qi Hai closed her eyes and quickly recalled her life.

A boring life with overtime work all day long.

Seven Seas: "What? Hell's Messenger? Are you going to take away our souls first?"

Yuan Qiliang: "Hahaha, Qihai, you really know how to joke. Ann, hell is? Very fair, merits and? Sins will be analyzed clearly. As for you, of course? The best treatment!"

"What? What? What? What? What? Preferential treatment? Can I be reborn like in the novel?"

The conjurer who spoke may be quite young, but he is very good at making up brains.

Yuan Qiliang: "Silly boy, what are you doing? What? A sweet dream."

Yuan Qiliang clapped his fingers to talk to people about benefits and save them. Although it is impossible for countless conjurers to gain another life, these merits can accompany him to the next life.

Of course, if you want to exchange your merits for some rewards, that’s okay too, for example, you can pick a little bit about your reincarnated partner and your family.

Qihai didn't express any opinions, and only spoke after Yuan Qiliang finished his analysis. They? These people? would get more obvious benefits than other ordinary people?

"What you said just now is all about reincarnation, and it seems that you can't even reincarnate in a short period of time?"

"That's true. After all, the number of people in hell is expanding. Even if we can arrange a VIP channel for you, it will take at least three to five years."

By the way, Yuan Qiliang also analyzed some unspoken rules of living in hell with them.New residents can temporarily live in the dormitory? There is a three-month trial period, after which they have to find a job to support themselves.

Even if you are in hell, it doesn't mean you are out of the social animal industry.

Of course, if you have the ability to try something that you haven't tried before, why not make waves after death? You can be more casual.

"That is to say, except that we won't be judged, we don't have a disciplinary sentence. There is no difference between us and other people. No, we are not even different from when we were alive!"

A man who is already desperate for this sinister society? Crying loudly, he spends money as a magician every month regardless of whether he can perform tasks or not. Now he is going to return to a state of poverty?

Miserable, so miserable.

Yuan Qiliang: "Well, peace of mind? Well, the initial funds are still there. After all, we will hand over the offerings from the living to the dead to you. If someone often mourns you, don't worry? There is no money left. Sleeping on the streets."

It is better not to say this kind of comfort.

How many conjurers can there be? Mourning?Colleagues?Everyone is used to seeing death, why? They often send him money.

Qihai glanced at Yuan Qiliang who was still teasing other people, "Tell me, let's get to the point, otherwise you wouldn't have come here specifically to find us."

Yuan Qiliang: "Hey, Qihai is? Refreshing! I just? Give you a suggestion, do you want...to be a local government servant?"

"This side of hell will allocate dormitories, two people or one room, you can choose by yourself. The salary is naturally the highest in the industry, and there are various subsidies every month. Waiting for you to stay enough You can also file an application report to reincarnate.”

"The disadvantages are also obvious. You need to face all kinds of guys every day. The degree of danger is natural. But you don't have to worry if you die anyway? You will die again, and all work-related injuries will be reimbursed. If you wait for a long time, you can still do it. Take advantage of the annual vacation to go back to the present world for a walk.”

Yuan Qiliang looked "sincere" and friendly. Several people were analyzing the situation here, but he slightly lowered the "overtime" and "dangerous" issues a little bit.

After listening to Yuan Qiliang's words carefully, Qi Hai didn't think there was anything? What? No.

They knew each other, and he also knew who Yuan Qiliang was. He was a little surprised by the identity of the other party, but he was more "reassuring".

"I'll join."

"I'll join too."

Danger and overtime work are all normal things for them, and several conjurers have no reason to refuse.Not to mention? The person in front of me? Looks like a high-level hell. It's the most sensible thing to take the opportunity to hug my thigh.

Seeing how many people signed the labor contract, the smile on Yuan Qiliang's face could no longer be restrained.Patted the shoulders of a few people with satisfaction, "Very good, then? Let's start working now!"

Qihai:? ? ?

"Wait? Now?!"

The author has something to say: Nanami: I must say, hell is shit too! ! ! !

Gojo Satoru and his friends, none of them are worthy of respect!