Inhuman World Front Desk Reception

However, it happened too suddenly.

He Jinnian turned to face the setting sun and rushed towards the floor-to-ceiling windows. He didn't know where he got the strength to smash the glass window, leaving bloody glass shards.His figure jumped down from the window on the 36th floor. After a muffled sound, screams gradually sounded downstairs.

Half of the plainclothes turned around and ran down, while the rest rushed up and held down He Xiangyang who was about to rush to the window.

He Xiangyang let them handcuff him blankly, his eyes fixed on the window, as if his soul jumped down too.

The sun suddenly became icy cold, He Xiangyang shivered slightly, his eyes mechanically turned upwards, he saw the young man in white bent over, and a heart-piercing chill hit him.

Xie Qilian said to him word by word:

"The spell you asked someone to do is perfect, and you have no sin karma at all, so you will live a hundred years and die without any illness as predicted in the book of life and death. From the perspective of the law of the living in the world, you belong to the Instigated by a cult, after all, the goals, methods, and designs are all made by the cult, so don’t worry, you shouldn’t be killed..."

Saying that, Xie Qilian hooked the corner of his mouth, and for a moment, He Xiangyang saw blood in his eyes churning, ghost hands struggling in it, like the shadow of hell.

"But, remember, it was you who killed your own son, you killed your son, so for the rest of your life, in prison, you will always be tortured with guilt and longing until the day you die, until the day you die. At that time, you will find that death is really a relief. After you die, you will have a fair trial for your merits and demerits in life. At that time, I think I will sincerely welcome you and take a closer look at the scenery of hell."

Sitting in prison during life, and endless abyss after death.

These words seemed to have the spirit of words, and in an instant, the pain of Kong Luoluo distorted He Xiangyang's internal organs.

It's gone, it's gone... He suddenly realized that it was He Jinnian himself who was taking revenge on him in the end. Not rare, I would rather go to hell.

Suddenly, the prisoner broke down and cried loudly. He yelled at the place where Xie Qilian disappeared:

"My fault, my fault! Don't take my son to hell, catch me, catch me! Don't let me live to death alone, I can't hold on!!!"

However, the impermanence of the underworld said that he would not die, so he would not die, and this world would be his hell from now on.

The criminal police stuffed He Xiangyang, who was like a lost soul, into the police car, and the reporters chased and filmed him all the way, almost causing a traffic jam.

The arrest of him is far from over, the cult members are still fleeing outside, and the evidence can't just rely on the live broadcast, the whole Jinxiu must be investigated. In the end, there are two missing colleagues who are temporarily identified as suspected kidnapping by the cult gang .

There are so many things.

Qi Wen turned around: "Huh? Where's Brother Qin?"

A colleague next to him replied, "Have you gone to the bathroom?"

Qi Wen thought with a heavy heart: "emmmmm..."

Downstairs, beside the corpse covered with a white sheet, a dark cloud huddled like a poisonous mushroom.

This time Qin Feng has learned how to draw a barrier, and now he can rest assured to appear in the form of a ghost.

He let out a long sigh: "You are too reckless, jumping off the building doesn't hurt? It's so convenient for me to do it. You're already past your death date, and I can catch you with just one grab. The physical body is in cardiac arrest, absolutely painless."

The He Jinnian on the ground didn't fit his previous overlord persona, and he whimpered in a very disfigured way: "It hurts, it hurts too much... I, am I inexperienced!"

So Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder without commenting.

In just one day, the world was turned upside down, and he really needed a reason to cry.

Qin Feng: "...Let's go, the book of life and death is so annoying, it keeps asking me to kill you, go to the underworld quickly, I have to repair the bug of heaven after you are settled. Then I still have two subordinates missing, save time .”

He Jinnian cried even worse: "I will never jump off the building again! I am in so much pain that I can't walk!"

In a small earth temple in the mountainous area, the magic circle slowly rotating on the ground suddenly became bright, and three figures appeared from it. Before they could stand still, they quickly took out dozens of talisman papers from the package and pasted them everywhere.

The leader of the old Taoist urgently urged: "Quickly, fill every gap!"

Hua Yuanchun, a female Taoist priest with a broken hand, was inconvenient to move. The old Taoist kicked her a few times, and she couldn't help but answer: "Is this necessary..."

"You idiot have the face to say it!" The old Taoist was furious, and slapped her again, "If you and He Xiangyang hadn't randomly selected people, the Heiwuchang of the underworld would have taken office so quickly? And we are still being watched by them. up!"

"It's just... just black and white impermanence, how can it be better than ordinary ghosts—"

"Don't talk about junior sister." Dirty bearded Zhang Yuanzhen tugged at her, and said in a low voice, "Ordinary ghosts are barely considered ghosts, but they are just ghosts with some cultivation. Master is not even afraid of the joint encirclement and suppression of those sanctimonious righteous people, so Naturally, he is not afraid of ordinary ghosts and immortals. But the impermanence of the underworld is a priesthood granted by the Dao of Heaven, responsible for maintaining the order of yin and yang. If it is placed in the prehistoric land of the past, it is indeed just the last little god. But if the earth is consummated today, the high-level gods have returned to the upper realm, and the last little gods in the past are also gods. Do you want to die? It was fine when Bai Wuchang was alone, but now black and white Wuchang are gathered together, and Yin and Yang are complete. Together, ten of you are not worth a single finger!"

The old Taoist gave the female disciple a cold look: "How can you find a substitute to find Hei Wuchang... If you weren't my daughter, I wouldn't have kept such a fool as you!"

Hua Yuanchun hugged the broken arm, gritted his teeth and bowed his head, no longer speaking.

The talisman paper was thickly pasted on the wall, and the old Taoist still looked solemn. These talisman papers can expel ordinary ghosts and even ghost immortals, but they can't guarantee that they can block impermanence.

"Where's the golden body?" he asked.

"Here." Zhang Yuanzhen respectfully took out a wooden box from the package and handed it to the old man.

"There is no other capitalist who is as easy to deceive as He Xiangyang." The old Taoist sighed, "So I can only wrong the Great Immortal to live in this little golden body first."

There was a slight laugh in the box, and after a long while, a crisp, but definitely not a child's female voice replied: "I like this very much. When I was a baojiaxian in the He family, those poor merchants kept using wood carvings for me. Hee hee, poor and upstarts, I hate them!"

"Yes, of course the Great Immortal deserves a better Dharma Body. In the future, the Great Immortal must be invited to fight Wuchang. Please rest first, the Great Immortal." The old Taoist was also respectful.

He breathed a sigh of relief when the wooden box stopped making any sound, and then turned to the female apprentice with a sullen face:

"Those two little mortals, don't be messy this time."

Hua Yuanchun whispered, "Understood."

Outside the car window were mountains that were getting darker and darker. Chang Pengyuan and Dai Mengyuan sat near the bus door, drowsy.

Dai Mengyuan bit the tip of her tongue and barely woke up. She felt very strange. As an elite sniper, she could keep her eyes closed day and night and wait for the target without moving. Didn't burn out, never gave up training, when did endurance get so bad?

Chang Pengyuan's eyes were rolling white beside her, obviously he was so sleepy that he was trying to open his eyes.

"Dapeng? Chang Dapeng? Chang Pengyuan! Chang Xiaoniao!" Dai Mengyuan yelled a series of nicknames, and finally lowered her voice and said softly, "Old A Cha Gang!"

Chang Pengyuan suddenly stood up and saluted.

A group of people turned their heads slowly and looked at him expressionlessly, and he sat down again immediately.

"Lily, do you think something is wrong?" Chang Pengyuan said in a low voice, "Why are we on the long-distance bus? And...these people around are all in funerals, and they all have no expressions..."

"I remember that I saw three Taoist priests who were moving strangely and came after them... Huh? Why can't I remember where the Taoist priests are sitting?" Dai Mengyuan looked around in confusion.

They chose the seats next to the passenger door. If anyone got off the bus, they would have to pass by them, but no one got out of the car all the way.

"This... is it still around Xiacheng City?" Dai Mengyuan looked out of the car window, a white mist hovered outside the car, she pressed her finger on the car window, and was icy hissed.

Passengers sat stiffly in their seats, seeming to be peeking out of the corners of their eyes.Chang Pengyuan's hairs stood on end, he got up and walked to the front row: "Master driver, please stop, we passed the stop."

The chubby driver didn't even look back: "It's still early at the station, what's the matter?"

Chang Pengyuan insisted: "Please stop, thank you."

The driver finally turned around slowly and grinned: "This car doesn't stop halfway, it's a rule."

Then Chang Pengyuan finally saw clearly that the driver's eye sockets were two empty blood holes.

Chang Pengyuan: "Old... old A! Old A! Old A save me! Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony! No, what is that - serving the people! Loyal to duty! Strict with self-discipline! Caring for the masses ! Defending the country..."

A carload of ghosts stared blankly at a living man standing at attention in a military posture, shouting loudly and deafeningly.

The entire underworld was shrouded in fear, and the dead souls who came and went always felt that today's underworld was standing extraordinarily straight, and their attitude was also very strange.A neighborhood committee aunt who just died hit the nail on the head: "It looks like the superiors are coming to inspect them..."

The servants whispered to their ears:

"It's too miserable... I almost flew away..."

"That's howling, it's louder than boiling oil..."

"So what did Boss Hei do to him?"

It was rumored all over the hell that the new leader personally dragged the evil spirit back to the underworld. It seemed that no punishment would work, and the evil ghost screamed like it was followed by the [-]th floor of hell.

Qin Feng couldn't help asking He Jinnian: "Does it really hurt that much?"

He Jinnian was carried back by him: "The pain was gone, but once you said that it's okay to not hurt, then..."

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Qin Feng: "Who made you dance so fast?"

He Jinnian: "You look handsome."

Qin Feng silently took out the photo of He Jinnian's suicide scene taken by the forensic doctor. His brain was cracked and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"Still handsome?"

He Jinnian cried even worse, and the errands on the side of the road started to tremble in fright.

There are only a handful of records in the book of life and death that issued soul killing orders. Most of the ghosts who lived within a hundred years have never seen it. They looked around curiously, but when they saw a white shadow, they all shrank back, lowered their eyebrows and bowed their heads. It's too dignified.

Jiang Shen, who had been waiting for a long time, took a step forward, and then Qin Feng watched this guy thump and kneel. Unlike Fang Xiaonian's playful hugging thigh posture, he slammed his knee on the ground full of respect, and was about to come Great gift.

Xie Qilian and Qin Feng moved to both sides tacitly, and Jiang Shen kowtowed to He Jinnian.

——He Jinnian was so scared that he stopped crying.

"My lords, my subordinates are incompetent and failed to catch up with Xie Xiu!" Jiang Shen said forcefully, "Please punish me, my lord!"

Qin Feng: "What the hell!"

Xie Qilian: "The legacy of feudalism. Jiang Shen was the imperial guard during the reign of Chongzhen."

"... Hasn't it been cured for hundreds of years?"

Xie Qilian sighed: "Some childhood shadows take a lifetime to heal."

Fang Xiaonian in the back row had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush forward, forcibly pulling his partner up, like pulling a carrot.The young Xiaoyin sent his eyes rolling and sneered, "Hello, boss."

Qin Feng suddenly turned around: "Boss?"

Fang Xiaonian smiled flatteringly: "That's right! This is the current boss of our underworld, the director of the reception desk, very awesome."

For some reason, Fang Xiaonian felt that the flattery seemed to have failed, and his boss gave him a sullen look.

Qin Feng hugged his shoulders and snorted: "Okay, pretend to be an ordinary errand to tease me?"

Xie Qilian looked innocent: "You didn't ask!"

Qin Feng admitted: "Okay, great director Xie, are you going to continue teasing?"

Xie Qilian smiled, stretched out his hand to him, and the eight gold characters on his wrist lit up one by one: "Yin and Yang are orderly, the four seas are clear and bright. Underworld Baiwuchang, thank you Qilian. On behalf of the underworld, I formally welcome you to join me, my Lord Heiwuchang."

The author has something to say:

Lao Qin: You're kidding me, you're their boss, you're no ordinary errand at all!

Brother Xie: Coincidentally, neither are you.

Ordinary errands: They are all bosses, and they all have to look up to them!