The prison painting that was smashed by the war fragments of the gods thousands of years ago really felt "honored".

Looking at the storefront that he had finally picked up, he sighed deeply and called Xue Yan to ask for Erlang God's phone number.

I called, but it was "not in the service area".

This kills a thousand knives!

He scolded and threw his phone on the sofa. Before, she could never have imagined that she would swear at a celestial immortal.

Now it's full of swear words and nowhere to talk.

A woman who is forced by life should not expect her to be civilized, polite and obedient. That kind of advanced standard can only be added if you live to the tip of the pyramid. At the base of the pyramid where she is now, she is very honest to be able to abide by the law.

Well, she's thinking about doing something illegal right now. For example, go to the underworld and destroy the body, let the evil god directly cause trouble to the underworld, or catch the roaring dog to cook a dish, or something like that.

People are good and are bullied! In her current state, she can't complain to Xue Yan. Coupled with the revenge of the gods, I now have a lot of revenge to avenge. On the one hand, it is to avenge his father, and on the other hand, he wants to seek revenge on the god of war father who he has never met, which is really a mess.

Thinking of Xue Yan, prison painting thought of his father who worked diligently in the underworld.

For her, that is the real father, her only relative.

Thinking about it, she decided to drive down to see her father. After all, a place with relatives is called home. What's more, in all respects, the Ten Halls of the Underworld are also her genuine home.

Xue Yan quickly saw that there was something on his mind in prison.

"Why did you come alone today?" Xue Yan peeled the peanuts and put them in the bowl in front of the prison screen, and asked the little ghost on the side to call the prison Yong.

Seeing Xue Yan's such a leisurely and intimate appearance, he really couldn't bear to tell him those bad things, for fear that he would throw peanuts and draw a line with her after speaking.

Peaty, after provoking the god of killing, you have to go to the god of war for revenge, which one is difficult to bite and which one you gnaw, right?

As a daughter-in-law who has never fulfilled her obligations, prison painting is really a little blushing. After finding such a golden beetle son-in-law, why can't you live a good life and do so many things?

I thought that if she was willing, according to Xue Yan's suggestion, she would directly get Jiang Beiying and Feng Sha and those two guys down, torture them a few times and throw them into the beast path a few times, she would not have provoked the killing god, let alone go to Yang Jian to buy any exercise cheats, and she would not be able to contact the evil god at all. Elder Tsing Yi's memory may not wake up yet, or the cute Zhengtai from the past. I will return to the underworld to be the princess of rotation with peace of mind, there are little ghosts waiting for me all day long, and I can also support my diligent father.

What a harmonious and relaxing picture.

It's all your own!

"It's okay, I just want to come back and see." The painting scoops the peanuts in the bowl with a porcelain spoon. I didn't get it at once, but I scooped it many times, and when I scooped it, I scooped several pieces into the spoon.

"Let's use chopsticks." Xue Yan handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Look, how sweet! A prison painting that has been bullied by the gods

I almost had red eyes, so I quickly took the chopsticks and lowered my head to concentrate on eating peanuts.

Xue Yan, who found out that the prison painting was strange, didn't say anything vulgar lines such as "You seem to have something on your mind today". He just peeled his peanuts seriously, and said: "I just heard that my father has been doing a very good job recently, and the underworld is going to arrange for him to be registered in the Yin Division, and he will find a ghost post in the future." ”

Prison painting was stunned, and a peanut jumped out of the chopsticks, fell to the ground, and rolled at his feet.

"What the hell?" The prison painting raised his head, but he saw the same surprise in Xue Yan's eyes as himself.

"Didn't you say that you have to have a specialty to be a ghost?"

I know what level my dad is. Before his death, he was an accountant who was not very high-level, and he only became a chief accountant when he was fifty years old, which is a relatively late bloomer. When I arrived in the underworld, I was going back to my old business, and I was still doing the work of settling accounts, and I didn't have any ability worthy of Yin Si's attention. Look at Xie Bi'an, who has a good tongue. Look at Jimei again, even if you don't have any special abilities, at least you can look good and provide beauty services for other ghosts. There are so many ghosts in the underworld who want to find an errand, even the unprepared guide ghost is also a fragrant bait, not to mention the ghost who can go out to catch ghosts and take souls.

But how long has my father been here, and he can understand it as a temporary worker, so why can he get a job?

Could it be that it is for the sake of the relationship with Xue Yan's son-in-law?

Xue Yan nodded.

"I've just heard about it, and I haven't met him yet."

He was obviously waiting for an answer as well.

At this moment, the prison painting saw his father who was hurrying outside the door.

"Dad......" Before she could scream, she noticed the abnormality.

Today, I am a father with a special spirit.

It's not the kind of decent bad old man who looks a little more energetic than the others. Rather, the spirit from the inside out, like ......

Spring returns to the earth.

Is this happy to know that you are going to have an organization?

Seeing the prison painting, my father laughed.

"Daughter, you're coming to see Daddy again!" He opened his arms and gave the prison a warm hug, which was called a warm hug.

But I had been here to see him a few days ago. At that time, he was still normal. How did this turn today?

Is this going to be an object or is it going to be born?

Before the confused prison painting came back to its senses, Jian Yong let go of the prison painting, sat on the seat opposite Xue Yan, and unceremoniously grabbed a handful of peanuts from the bowl in front of the prison painting, and sent them to his mouth one by one. Even when he saw that his noble son-in-law was working hard to peel his daughter one by one, he did not hesitate at all.

This old man, inflated?

Not really......

I always feel that there is something strange in prison painting, but I just can't say where it is strange.

Turning his face, he saw the same question on Xue Yan's face.

Dad has changed.

The skin has thickened......

"Dad, I heard that Yin Si is going to compile it for you?" The prison painting asked tentatively.

It's really up to her to ask. If Xue Yan came to ask, as a son-in-law in a high position, he didn't promote his father-in-law, but the father-in-law relied on his own ability to mix up his own world, and it would be a little embarrassing to ask again.

"Oh, yes, you've heard that, too?" Seeing the unnatural look on Xue Yan's face, Jian Yong didn't react, just waved his hand and said, "Hey, you old man and I don't have anything else, just do things seriously." Some time ago, a prisoner tried to escape, but I bumped into him and controlled him. I didn't take this matter seriously, but I received a notice from Yin Si today, saying that it was a meritorious person to be arrested, and I was qualified to fight for being a ghost. I'm about to come and tell you. I know what level I am at myself, how can I do that? If you want me to be a ghost and deal with ghosts every day, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it! ”

Both Prison Painting and Xue Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Xue Yan felt that his father-in-law did not have a problem with him because of this. And the prison painting is that since his father can realize this problem, it means that it has not really expanded.

But...... Looking at his father's posture of eating peanuts, to say that there is no problem, prison painting feels too self-deceiving.

Dad, this is not inflated, it's transsexual...... It turned out that the person who was so honest and didn't even say big things in front of the king of Hades is actually ...... Dafang sat frankly opposite the Wheel King, eating the peanuts peeled by the Wheel King, and chatting quite happily.

Prison Painting knew that although Xue Yan usually had a warm man's posture in front of her, with the aura of a king on his body, he could also scare the little ghosts who were accustomed to seeing bloody scenes in hell into the air.

This is from the crushing of blood and strength, and it has nothing to do with personality and nepotism.

But for some reason, seeing my father so leisurely, the prison painting suddenly has a kind of complacency of "my son's breath".

What a sin.

Of course, the other two didn't know that the mind of the prison painting had drifted to a strange direction, and they still continued their movements, one casually and slightly presumptuous, and the other silently looking at it as if nothing had happened on the surface.

Old man, your wings are getting stiffer.

But why did the old man's wings suddenly harden?

"Since you can't do it, don't do it." Although there is some indescribable pride in his heart, he is not a fool. She loves money, but she still doesn't care about the old man's income in the underworld. What's more, he is in this capacity, the king of Hades arranged his father-in-law to serve in the underworld, and the people under him saw the wind and arranged the rudder to be organized, could it be that he really thought that he relied on his ability to go up?

Xue Yan didn't know what the prison painting was worried about, so he immediately shook his head and said, "The Yin Division establishment, unless it is formally recruited, is very difficult to obtain. The Ten Palaces of Hades still have to apply to the top, not to mention those cats and dogs. ”

As soon as he said this, he realized that something was wrong. It's like taking a civil service exam in the sun. No matter how grass-roots civil servants are, they are also staffed. Now that every time you enter the exam, you want to get a establishment out of thin air if you don't pass the exam, unless you are a demobilized cadre, otherwise it is whimsical.

When he got the bloodline of the earth immortals, he became a ghost, which was already an extrajudicial grace. But she really doesn't know who opened this grace and whose hands it passed.

In other words, even if someone at the bottom wants to sell Xue Yan a favor, he can't come up with it.

Here, either there is a big man who wants to sell favors to Xue Yan, or the problem lies with the fugitive who was arrested by Yong.

"The compilation has always been grasped by the Five Ghost Emperors. Even if someone wanted to sell me a favor, they wouldn't do it that way. ”

Prison painting nodded, these big people sell favors between each other, and they will not take this kind of small favor to do it. Yong is just an ordinary ghost, he has no special skills, and he doesn't need any preparation under the protection of Xue Yan. Even if this old man has any ambitions, his own strength has not yet reached that time. The Five Directions Ghost Emperor is also the boss of the Ten Palaces Hades, even if there are any requests that can be made directly, there is no need to make such awkward little actions to win the favor of a Hades.

(End of chapter)