I really want to be a good person [Comprehensive Myth]

This blow was quite hard, Mu Ziyan woke up again, it was already a day later.

He opened his eyes, subconsciously touched the back of his head——

"I must have had a dream. In the dream, there was a liar gathering children with black wings to let me join in and solve the troubles. He also said that he would give me a high salary. How is this possible hahahahaha..."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Mu Ziyan rubbed his eyes at the two hell messengers who suddenly appeared in front of him: "Are you really so dedicated?"

Monilu shook his head: "If you don't cooperate, we can only erase your memory."

"Stop!" Mu Ziyan was shocked if he wanted to do this, I obviously didn't say anything!

With a helpless expression on his face, Moqie flapped his wings and flew around in front of Mu Ziyan, feeling very cute.

Very well, he saw Mu Ziyan's expression change from astonishment to shock, and finally freeze in numbness: "What do you want to say?"

"We want to invite you to work, and you will definitely like this job." Mo Qier smiled, and even slapped Mu Ziyan with his wings to express his intimacy!

Mu Ziyan laughed dryly: "What job?"

"High salary, easy, just move your mouth!" Monilu said succinctly.

Then Mu Ziyan happily accepted it? !

That must be impossible.

In fact, Mu Ziyan thought about it very calmly.

"Only... with your mouth?" Mu Ziyan twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, just use your mouth." Mochel was very determined.

"Is it a special job?" Mu Ziyan felt that it was not good to ask two people who looked like children. Of course, these two didn't look like people at all.

Mochel tilted his head: "Special job? Oh, our job is indeed very special."

I understood it!Mu Ziyan felt that his three views had been refreshed!

"I don't think you understand what I mean," Mu Ziyan sat up, feeling that his tone was very difficult, but such thoughts must have been corrupted by his evil roommates!He struggled hard but asked calmly: "What you need is... the following?"

This hell, it's simply too broken, isn't it!

Mochel continued to think seriously. Although few people would eat human noodles, it might be good to try it once in a while?May help ease irritability.

So he continued to nod seriously: "If you are willing."

There are still human rights...

Still have the right to choose freely...

"I don't want to, how can such a lewd thing be possible?!" Mu Ziyan said calmly.

Moqieer looked at Monilu helplessly: "Humans' thinking is very strange." And he was very stingy, even refusing to give a bowl of noodles to adults.

Mu Ziyan grasped the key point: "Wait..." His expression was slightly tangled: "You are..."

"We are the messengers of hell!" Mochel felt very sharp!

As a result, look at the past——

Mu Ziyan was so shocked that he fainted.

Monilu turned his head silently: "Maybe you can clear his memory."

"I think he'd be willing," Mocher retorted.

"Your Excellency won't have so much time to wait, the emergency department is in a hurry." Monilu said indifferently.

Mocher sighed: "I heard that people cherish their memories, which is very important to them." Although those memories are just a flick of a finger in the eyes of the protoss.

"I only know that Lord Lucifer may be very reluctant to keep the memory of heaven if possible." Monilu said.

Moqieer didn't make another sound. He looked at the man on the bed. The man had slender eyelashes and a slight frown. He was the so-called good-looking man in the world.

Indeed, it is beautiful even here.

"I don't know how Mu Ziyan was selected, but I don't want him to have his memory erased, maybe if his memory is erased, he will no longer be the Mu Ziyan that Lord Lucifer needs." Mochel said.

Monilu's brows turned cold: "You mean...you are questioning Lord Lucifer's decision?"

"I don't dare," Mocher shook his head: "I just want to try, he is very kind."

"You'd better be sure that your judgment is correct," Monilu said coldly, "and for us, kindness is not a compliment."

This time Mocher didn't speak.

Mu Ziyan felt that he had a very long dream, which was a bit weird and funny.

When Meng woke up, he looked at Moqieer and sighed: "What's your name?"

"Mochel."

"I'm dead?" Mu Ziyan found it difficult to ask this question calmly.

Mochel shook his head: "No, you are alive, but in a different way, a more glorious way."

"...Turning into spring mud to protect flowers, I understand." Mu Ziyan was silent.

Mochel obviously didn't understand. He looked over with wide eyes and fluttered his little wings: "You mean..."

"It's not interesting." Mu Ziyan shook his hand: "Tell me about your work, what do you want to do?"

Mochel's eyes lit up: "Are you willing to accept?"

Mu Ziyan was noncommittal: "Tell me."

"It's just doing some simple daily work. There is nothing to do at ordinary times. Once someone makes trouble, just deal with it." Mochel tried to simplify the difficulty of work concisely.

"Like a bar thug?" Mu Ziyan summed it up.

Mochel looked shocked: "Thugs?"

"The kind that fights?" Mu Ziyan found it difficult to communicate with the person in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Mochel immediately spread his wings: "Oh no, no, no, you can't fight! Because you have to be a good person! Otherwise, you will be deducted from your salary!"

... Nima is so heartbroken.

Mu Ziyan looked at Moqieer speechlessly, feeling like he didn't know what to say.

"That means no matter what happens, there must be no use of force," Mocher explained.

...it doesn't seem to be very difficult.

"Of course," Mochel patted his chest: "This time, we will be responsible for selecting the person in charge in Hell, and all the rewards for actions will also be provided by Lord Lucifer. Hell has plenty of materials, so...huh?"

Why did the horse faint again!

Humans are so fragile!

To be honest, Mu Ziyan didn't want to do that either!

Because he really isn't a weak type, hey.

But even a human being as strong as a bull can't hear Lucifer's name without fainting...

Mu Ziyan, who finally woke up, felt the shadow covering him, and sighed silently in his heart.

The capacity of human beings can really be refreshed continuously.

Like now.

He opened his eyes, and a cold finger pinched his throat.

That was a very beautiful man. Generally speaking, calling a man beautiful is an insult, but for the person in front of him, Mu Ziyan couldn't think of a better adjective.

The man's expression was cold and arrogant: "Fragile and stupid human beings."

His grip was getting stronger and stronger, until Mu Ziyan could hardly bear it before he suddenly let go.

Mu Ziyan coughed a few times and looked up at him. The man looked no different from an ordinary mortal, but the thick indifference and arrogance on his body made him look invincible. Mu Ziyan looked at him for a moment, not knowing what to do Wrongly asked: "Next?"

Lucifer frowned beautifully.

Mu Ziyan coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment: "Special job?"

It turns out that Hell also has such a habit, which really opened his eyes.

Perhaps knowing that he was dead, Mu Ziyan became more and more unscrupulous.

Lucifer finally spoke: "What did you say?"

His voice was lazy, yet a little cold and cold, and it was a bit loud. This time Mu Ziyan was sure——

Lucifer seems to be... hard of hearing.

So he cleared his throat and asked loudly, "I heard you need special services?"

"Pfft." Outside the door, the person who didn't know when to come covered his lips unkindly.

Lucifer's face became even darker, and he lifted Mu Ziyan up by his collar: "Who told you that?!"

Only then did Mu Ziyan feel something was wrong: "Or...you need a good person to do special services?"

"Lucifer," the person outside the house came out without hesitation, taking a panoramic view of the situation in front of him, he nodded slightly: "The human being you found seems very interesting."

"He is very suitable for this job." Lucifer didn't care at all, stretched out his hand and threw Mu Ziyan aside as if throwing something.

"Maybe." The man nodded slightly.

"Hades, King of Pluto, what's the point of coming here all the way?" Lucifer asked coolly, as if he was about to chase away the guests.

"Of course we want to see our new favorite." Hades smiled, walked a few steps forward, and met Mu Ziyan's eyes: "So, you agree."

...What on earth did Nima agree to!

How despicable you are!

Simply indecent!

"I won't do the same for such a shameful thing." As a five-good young man in the new century, Mu Ziyan is very virtuous.

"In that case," Lucifer said coldly, "I can only kill you, or... erase your memory. Of course, you have the right to choose."

"I'm not dead yet?" Mu Ziyan choked up.

"Naturally," said Pluto Hades, "or, you are living in the highest form."

A burst of hope suddenly rose in Mu Ziyan's heart: "What form?"

"From a human point of view, maybe it should be called nothingness."

... Isn't that dead? ! !

Do you want to be so tactful! ! !

"Solve the trouble without bloodshed, right? Let's talk about the reward." Mu Ziyan broke the jar.

There is no concern about the world, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with being able to live here.

"Let's say it first, we won't do special work." Mu Ziyan said seriously.

Lucifer seemed to have thought of something, turned his eyes around him and nodded slightly: "Yes, 1000 million."

Monthly salary or annual salary!No matter which one it is, it is too rich! ! !

Mu Ziyan immediately jumped up: "Deal!"

Lucifer nodded with great satisfaction, and said leisurely: "Mingbi."

... Nima is indeed a group of liars.

Ignoring Mu Ziyan's sorrow and sorrow, Lucifer continued: "I will leave in five minutes."

"There is no special job..." Mu Ziyan had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

Lucifer didn't look at him at all this time: "Don't worry, no one has such bad eyesight and needs you to do... special services."