Chapter 101 Poverty is also a kind of professionalism

Candle Dragon's words made Zhao Xiaolei completely confused.

The candle dragon cleared his throat and said solemnly, "This time it's the underworld!"

Zhao Xiaolei was stunned for a moment, and instinctively reacted: "Don't go!"

Like words?

What the hell is that? Uh, that's right, it's a ghost place, going there for business, it's scary all day long, and you don't see the sun, no matter how good the treatment is, you have to hold back the internal injuries, don't come back and get a depression or something, it's not good.

Besides, the affairs of the underworld have a fart relationship with him Zhao Xiaolei?

The establishment of the Netherworld and the Four Seas Dragon Palace is almost the same, they are all independent accounting units, and the Heavenly Court only has personnel rights over the Netherworld Prefecture, and even the business guidance is as much as possible without medsiping, avoiding suspicion - which newly ascended immortal trusts the relationship to find the king of Hades to take care of the brother-in-law, second aunt or little lover in the mortal world or something, isn't that a broken rule?

But the Netherworld has more autonomy than the Four Seas Dragon Palace, and the Dragon King of the Four Seas still has to obey the overall arrangement of the heavenly court's work on the meteorology of the world, and the Lord of Yama is said to be iron-faced and selfless, and no one will give face, except for Sun Wukong, which is a violent resistance to the law, a bit of an anti-government meaning, and if it rises to that height, it must be reported to the higher authorities to deal with it.

Although Zhao Xiaolei directly refused to go on a business trip to the underworld, he was still more interested in this task - what kind of task is it, and he must go to the underworld to solve the problem?

Could it be that there is a time in time?

Anyway, who has nothing to do to cross over there? That's pureโ€”looking for death.

Even if they travel to the underworld, what behavior can change the course of history that can make the Candle Dragon and their Temporal Authority pay attention?

Leaving so many illegal traversers alone, what do you do with the underworld?

Although Zhao Xiaolei refused very simply, he couldn't stop his curiosity about the tolerance of the underworld, so he dragged the candle dragon to the sofa, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table and lit it, and asked the candle dragon: "What is the situation this time? Who is tired of crossing through the past?"

The candle dragon looked at Zhao Xiaolei's eyes a little strangely, it was a kind of superiority of intelligence, or human beings and pity for low-level creatures, so he explained a little reluctantly: "You don't need to cross the underworld, you can go directly after some formalities when you die, that's legal, if you don't go to the underworld when you die, that's called crossing ......."

Zhao Xiaolei thought about it for a long time, and finally turned around, patted his head, and said with annoyance: "Alas, the mindset is set." โ€

After a while, Zhao Xiaolei said suspiciously: "Since it's not a crossing, what does it have to do with your space-time management department?"

Candle Dragon thought for a while and said, "There is something to do with it, this is an accident between several departments, but only I work in the mortal world, so this matter is arranged for me." โ€

Zhao Xiaolei said in a daze: "The more you talk, the more confused you become, you just dry it up!"

Before the candle dragon could answer, the doorbell rang, and the candle dragon threw it open the door, and said with a smile: "Eighty percent is the God of Wealth back." โ€

When Zhao Xiaolei saw the people who came in, he knew that the cigarettes on his coffee table couldn't be saved!

That's right, the person who came was Zhang Dazhui.

Zhang Da blew a lewd smile on his face, nodded and bowed: "I'm ...... this"

Zhao Xiaolei glanced at the clock and interrupted hatefully: "You happened to be passing by, and you came up to take a look when you smelled it, right......" The box of cigarettes in his hand quietly went to the lower level of the coffee table.

Zhang Dachui changed his shoes and explained: "Does it smell like words? It's just a coincidence." After changing his shoes, he was not polite, sat directly on the sofa, skillfully took out a cigarette from the lower level of the coffee table, lit it as if no one was around, and said with an intoxicated face: "It's still good to smoke in China." โ€

This thing looked at Zhao Xiaolei's sharp eyes, reluctantly rubbed the cigarette box for a long time, and put it on the coffee table again.

Zhao Xiaolei moved to the side of the sofa in disgust, wrinkled his nose and counted: "Even if you don't take a bath, you should change your clothes, right?"

This is not Zhao Xiaolei's exaggeration, but to be realistic, the dirty jacket basically can't see the original color, only vaguely see a few words on it - Port Authority.

It has been a few years since the port authority of Binhai City changed its name to the port group, and if this broken overalls are washed and cleaned to the enterprise development exhibition hall, it can be regarded as a cultural relic.

Zhang Dachui disagreed, and explained: "I'm not a poor road, a poor road must have the consciousness of a poor road, and poverty is also a kind of professionalism." โ€

Zhao Xiaolei endured the desire to vomit, and was angry: "You are really poor enough......"

It's not just poor, right?

It's also mixed with a little shamelessness and obscenity, what word is more appropriate to describe this product?

Zhao Xiaolei was thinking deeply, but heard another voice.

Ying Xiaozhao poked his head out of the kitchen at this time, looked at Zhang Da with a smile and said, "Yo, Zhang Tianshi is here? โ€

Zhao Xiaolei glanced at her, and said helplessly: "Do you still need to say this?"

Zhang Da knocked the cigarette ash and said with a smile: "Actually, I'm here to talk about work." โ€

Zhao Xiaolei remembered that he was discussing the underworld business with Candle Dragon just now, so he became suspicious, he felt that this matter was the ghost of the god stick in front of him, so he didn't speak, looked at Zhang Dachui with burning eyes, and waited to listen to him.

"Director Xiaolei, there is such a matter, please consider it. Zhang Da extinguished his cigarette and began to report on his work. "Didn't you catch the four murderers a few days ago, didn't you notice that these four murderers are a bit abnormal?"

Zhao Xiaolei recalled, the Tao Tie's eyes were undoubtedly the eyes of the fierce beast in the dream, which he couldn't forget, and it was precisely because of this that he recognized Zhang Dachui, Ying Xiaozhao and others on the judgment of these four mentally retarded "four murderers", in addition, he felt that these four guys were a little lacking in their brains, and they always felt a little wooden, so he nodded and said: "It's not normal, all of them are quite lacking in heart!"

"Ah!" Zhang Da patted the coffee table and continued excitedly: "In the past few days, Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu are investigating this matter, and they have also reported to Heavenly Court, such a big matter, of course Heavenly Court attaches great importance to it, so the relevant departments were ordered to investigate and found a big problem!"

As soon as Zhao Xiaolei heard that this matter was related to the four murderers, he naturally had no distractions, listened attentively, Zhang Dachui took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, this time he observed the words and looks, and saw Zhao Xiaolei's thoughtful appearance, and quietly put the cigarette into his pocket - the expression was like a golden retriever dog stealing a dumpling while the owner was unprepared.

"The four murderers came to the world for some reason this time, but because they have been detained for a long time, the three souls and seven spirits are missing one 'soul'!" Zhang Da said loudly.

"What does that have to do with the underworld?" Zhao Xiaolei said strangely.

To tell the truth, although he is considered to be a god, he really has no concept of these things in the Immortal Heavenly Court, but he is also a promising young man born under the red flag and grew up in the new era, and his education does not allow him to accept these nonsense things, but ...... Some things that have happened recently have really made him have to believe in some demons and monsters.

Now Zhao Xiaolei also understands that the supernatural powers recorded in "Sou Shen Ji", "Zi Bu Yu" or "Fengshen Bang", "Journey to the West" or something are just some skills, for example, the gods "swooped" in front of you and conjured up a big elbow, in fact, it just stopped time like a candle dragon, and then the gods themselves went to the world to touch the big elbows, and brought it back again, to tell the truth, it was quite tiring......

He experienced this when he persuaded Zhao Pengfei to return.

So he became a god.

This time it's good, I'm involved in the "Three Souls and Seven Spirits" and the underworld again.

He's getting more and more interesting as a god!