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Two long black and white dragons trotted out of the courtyard in unison, their singing voices echoing in the air. Every time they went to work, someone left the team, and in the end, only Ye Xilei and five people remained. She was still happily humming that dictatorial song.

"Hey, 110, what are you doing. How to follow us all the time. The number on her side was 007, and she finally couldn't help asking.

Ye Xilei asked rhetorically, "What about you?" ”

"Pour the night incense, are you newly sent? 007 was a little excited, "Yishui Niang is so good, I have applied many times and asked for more manpower ......"

Ye Xilei began to shrink back. "You're finally here, welcome to join us in the Night Fragrance Department - 007 and the rest of the group stopped excitedly and extended a welcoming hug to Ye Xilei.

But!

In front of their eyes, there was no 110 figure.

Ye Xilei slipped away quickly, pouring night incense? The fox is his grandfather's, so he might as well take care of the warehouse. She found her way to the warehouse, but she couldn't be late.

After everyone went to work, the whole [Golden Years] was quiet again, the air was fresh, and the morning light was elegant.

The kingfisher chirps among the greenery. The fragrance is above the bees busy. Everything is thriving. Heart-stirring.

When the third rooster crows. Ye Xilei finally arrived at the gloomy warehouse.

Suddenly. An ethereal white shadow swept in front of Ye Xilei. White beards fluttering. Crane hair and childish face. Fairy Wind Dao Bone. Clear-sighted. It was the old man who was boxing in the courtyard. Radiant. Look like a million dollars.

This is still the old look I saw yesterday. Rickets hunchbacked. Shake the old man three times in one step. It is clearly a scattered immortal in the world. The Elder of the Heavenly Realm.

Just when Ye Xilei looked at the old Zhang with a kind of amazement. The old man slowly retracted. When he let out a long breath of turbidity. His body changed from straight to rickets. Turn around. looked at Ye Xilei gloomily: "You're finally here." ”

Gratuitously unprovoked. The courtyard was full of purple qi and the morning light suddenly became gloomy. Ye Xilei couldn't help but shudder. Swallowed. Nodding.

Lao Zhangtou pointed to the stone table: "Eat." ”

On the stone table is a bowl of clear porridge, two steamed buns and two small plates of pickles, radish and pickles, respectively.

Ye Xilei ate obediently, staring intently.

Lao Zhang took a key from his neck and put it in front of her: "This is the key to the warehouse, you will go to take stock after you finish eating, and the account book is in the warehouse." ”

She put down the dishes and chopsticks and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

The old man turned around.

She cautiously asked, "Then you are old ...... Where to? ”

A gust of wind blew behind Lao Zhangtou, raising his snow-white hair, he slightly turned his face, describing it as deep and vicissitudes, and slowly, he spit out two words: "Sleep, sleep." ”

"Whew!" The withered yellow tree came from nowhere, and when the wind stopped, she only saw the door of the old Zhangtou's room slowly closing.

A bunch of black lines all over her face, what does this mean? Trick her new arrival? Go to bed by yourself and throw all the work to her? In these years, it is not easy to work part-time, and it is all deceptive.

Holding the warehouse key, standing in the morning light, she began to stare at the warehouse door in a daze. She's a princess and has never been a storekeeper. And the old man didn't say anything to her, and went to sleep. What the hell is she supposed to do? What is an inventory?

She took a deep breath, she was so smart anyway, any problem wouldn't be a problem.

The lock on the warehouse is also a very ordinary copper lock, she thought, just such a broken warehouse, an old man is enough, why do you need her? Oh my God, that old man must have been a young boy too, and then look at this warehouse for hundreds of years, and become like this.

She had in her mind the image of herself becoming an old woman, dying in front of the warehouse. She couldn't help but get shook. Anyway, let's go check it out first.

Pick up the key, insert it into the lock hole, "Gaba", she didn't make any movement, the lock was actually opened. The bolt was like an arm, lazily pulling out the brass ring on the door, hanging on one of the brass rings, and then lazily hanging.

She stared curiously at the copper lock, the lock (EB users, please log in. (1) (6) k.сΝ download TXT format, mobile phone users log in à p.1 (6) K.Сn)

As if she was staring at her, and shyly turned red, she became more and more novel. If the top plug is its arm, and the bottom core is its body, then the place where the bolt and the body are connected is its armpit? She scans it on the body of the copper lock.

Curiously, she stretched out her index finger and scratched it at the link, and sure enough, the lock dodged, and her body seemed to be laughing breathlessly.

"Hey, hey. Playful. She teased for a moment before she stopped. Then stare at the door in front of you.

The door is also an ordinary door. She posted

I listened first, and it was quiet.

"Boom-boom—" In the crack of the door, there was the slightest sound of wind.

She pushed the door open, and was shocked, it was very heavy, like an extremely heavy bronze door.

She tried a little harder, but it still didn't work.

It seems that the only way to do it is to use all your strength. She blushed and suckled. However, the door did not move.

"Huhu." She was out of breath. Turn around and push the door with your back.

"Huh———— "She's really used her strength for one hundred and eighty years this time."

But just as she pushed the door with all her might, the door behind her suddenly opened, and she immediately fell down. "Pound!" On all fours, she lay on the ground in a large font.

The back hurts vigorously. The back of her head hit the ground and her eyes were starring, and the ceiling shook in front of her, as if mocking her clumsiness.

She fainted. She staggered to her feet, pointed to the warehouse and snorted, "Okay, you, I just scratched your partner's armpit, and you did this to me." Hum! ”

"Hum—" A muffled voice came from the warehouse behind her. She was startled and turned around, and in front of her was a bottomless shelf, with many items placed on the shelves in rows. The space of this warehouse far exceeds its shape, and it is a Sumeru world. Sunlight came from behind her, falling into the gloomy warehouse, illuminating the rows of shelves in front of her.

She walked to the shelf in amazement and picked up one at random, but it was a blue-skinned book. The dust floating in the sunlight moved with her movements.

On the blue book, there were three big characters, and she read them in a low voice: "The Book of Life and Death? ”

"Book of Life and Death!" Her eyes widened in surprise, and her fingers twisted the first page, ready to turn it.

"The Book of Life and Death is not for you to read." Suddenly, an old and gloomy voice came from beside her, and she immediately saw that in the harsh sunlight, stood the rickety, somewhat dull old head.

Lao Zhangtou stepped into the warehouse, stood at the door, and pointed to the right, only then did Ye Xilei find that on the right side of the door, there was a table and chair, and on the table, there was a book three feet long and two feet wide.

"That's what you can see!" He patted the thick one, stirring up layers of dust.

Ye Xilei put down the book of life and death and walked to the table, on the huge book, which said "registration book".

"A lot of customers will accidentally leave things on [Golden Age], and these things will be stored in this warehouse. Originally, there was a small person who was responsible for returning these things to their owners, but on one occasion, he did not return. ”

"Why?" Ye Xilei asked curiously.

The old man glanced at her, as if calling her an idiot: "Why do you say? The people who come here are not immortals or demons, others don't know their identities, but we know that the person who sent the things knows, why do you think that person has gone and never returned? ”

Ye Xilei blinked: "Could it be ...... Was it murdered and killed? ”

"Hmph, that time, he wanted to return a spirit sword named Yu Jue, this sword is the sword of Huayang Zhenren, the head of Qionghua."

"Huh? Is it human? Did that person send things to the fairy world before? ”

"Nature."

"Did you send something to the Demon Realm?"

"Of course."

"Then why don't the immortals and demons destroy him, but people want to destroy him?" Ye Xilei asked.

Lao Zhangtou stroked his long beard and asked, "Yes, why do you say?" ”

Ye Xilei leaned against the desk, her chin in her hand, and fell into deep thought. The identity of immortals and demons is far more noble than that of humans, but they didn't think about it, but humans killed people in order to take care of their face.

Lao Zhangtou walked to the shelf: "This is your other job, to take over the original messenger and become the new 'treasure returner'." ”

Suddenly, Ye Xilei raised her head: "Then I won't know many secrets that shouldn't be known?" ”

"Yes." The old man turned around, facing the sun, and his body was covered with a sparkling aura.

"Isn't it easy for me to be killed?"

"Not bad."

"Then why do I have to do this low-paying, life-threatening job?" Ye Xilei spread her hands, looking ready to strike.

Lao Zhangtou looked at her for a while, and said without hurry: "Those who return treasures can come and go to the realm at will." ”

Immediately, Ye Xilei's ears moved.

"Feel free to use the treasures in the warehouse.

”

Ye Xilei raised an eyebrow.

"I know more about the world."

Ye Xilei took a breath.

"The most important thing is that the treasure people enjoy absolute freedom in the [Golden Years]."

Immediately, Ye Xilei opened the account book on the table: "Lao Zhang, what do you say I'm going to do?" Isn't it an inventory? But what is inventory? ”

The old man squinted and smiled, and he could be taught. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to ncom, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )