I got something from Erlang God, and I practiced it as soon as I could, and then I was possessed by menopause, and this matter was put on hold. Outcome...... I actually ran into it here, but I was serially touched by my father.

What a coincidence......

That little hell of being aggressive, gambling, and competitive, so that he implicates and drags down others, there shouldn't be a second person named "Baotuo", right?

The two took advantage of the prison painting to talk again. For the sake of safety, I still confirmed the birthday with this young lady Baotuo.

In the end, the prison painting reluctantly took out the porcelain doll stored in the storage bracelet and handed it to Baotuo, cleared his throat and said, "Someone asked me to bring this to you." ”

Here, Yong and Bao Tuo were wondering why the prison painting wanted to inquire about Bao Tuo's birthday, and they saw that the prison painting took out a round porcelain doll.

The porcelain doll is short and fat, wearing a small red jacket and a very honest smile, which is the kind of old-fashioned toy that was rotten on the street in the early years.

Bao Tuo was stunned when he saw it, and then his eyes began to redden, and he stared at the porcelain doll like crazy, as if he was stimulated by something.

The gaze of the prison painting couldn't help but look at the soul chain she was wearing again. It's a good thing that I haven't picked it up yet, otherwise this crazy woman would have gone crazy later, and who knows what she would have done.

"Sister, sister? What's wrong with you? Prison Yong was horrified when he saw this. This is the first client since he was on an errand. Now they are all engaged in service-oriented management, if the first ghost he handles is stimulated to make a problem, it will not be easy for this place under his jurisdiction to strive for excellent service units in the future!

Seeing that Jian Yong was so nervous, he was trying to prevent Bao Tuo from doing it without saying a word, while pondering whether to say what Erlang God asked her to bring, and at the same time took time out of his busy schedule to roll his father's eyes.

Sister? A little young woman in someone's house, not a few years older than herself, do you call someone else's girl?

Fortunately, Baoto's tendency to turn into a ghost quickly subsided, and his eyes were no longer red, and he turned into a pool of affectionate tears, shouting: "My child! Then he hugged the porcelain doll, but he hugged him into his arms.

"This ...... Girl, what's wrong with you? Did someone kidnap your baby and threaten you? Seeing this, the inexplicable mediocrity hurriedly sent his care.

The prison painting is also confused.

"Daughter, who is the person who gave this thing? Did you say anything? ”

Prison painting hesitated. After all, this woman was too strange, and everything was so coincidental that she felt incredible. But thinking about it from another angle, if it's something terrible, Erlang God can wait for this woman to return to her soul and tell others by herself. After all, I was paid, and it was the most taboo to be honest in business.

Well, just by the way, there won't be any mess. Even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with her.

After a struggle of ideas, the prison still decided to fulfill its promise.

She pointed to the sky and said to Baotuo, who was sobbing while holding the porcelain doll, "The person with the words is there, you should be able to guess." ”

She actually wanted to try to see what the relationship between Erlang God and Baotuo was.

However, Baotuo looked at her very confused and shook his head resolutely: "I can't guess. ”

"Erlang Zhenjun, do you know?"

Baoto shook his head resolutely again.

Well, prison painting for the first time

When you encounter a situation where the person you are talking to and the client do not know each other.

"Ahem, that Erlang Zhenjun, ask me to give this thing to you, and ...... with something to say" Speaking of this, the prison painting sat up straight, and said in a mysterious way, learning from Erlang God's serious appearance at that time: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

Baotuo stopped crying, but blinked a little confused.

"Daughter, this girl doesn't understand, you can make it clear!"

Prison painting secretly scolded his father for being troublesome. The girl can't understand it, and she can't understand it either! She's just a talker, what can she know?

However, in line with the service concept of customer first, the prison painting still thought about it and sorted out an idea: "Let's analyze the context!" Jiro Zhenjun wanted me to come to you in some kind of aggressive, gambling, competitive little hell where you are, and he couldn't predict that you would be brought to the surface at that time. In that case, you can imagine that you received this sentence there, and maybe you will understand, right? ”

Bao Tuo was still very confused, but he suddenly said: "Oh! Girl, my daughter means that your baby is also in hell! ”

Before the words fell, there was an eerie silence in the car.

The next moment, Bao Tuo burst into tears, no matter how much he comforted him, it was to no avail.

Prison painting gloating and watching the excitement. Let you comfort indiscriminately, let you explain blindly, and do bad things with good intentions!

Then, something that made the mediocrity even more depressing happened.

After crying profusely, Bao Tuo silently put the hood back on his head.

Stupid, what is this going on?

The prison painting is also clouded. What's wrong? Are you going back to find the baby?

Isn't she entrusted by that big man? was so careful to do everything possible to get her to send people up, but she hadn't been delivered yet, and the other party didn't want to live. What a fuck!

At this time, the prison painting and the prison Yong father and daughter finally worked together to persuade the suicide, while comforting her that people could not be resurrected, and saying that her baby was so young that it had not been polluted, and it must have been sent to the reincarnation of the past life long ago, and it would not be found.

As a result, people say, why can't people be resurrected after death? Isn't she going back to life now?

One sentence choked the two of them.

That Baotuo is also a stubborn person, saying that he doesn't want to go back to life, so he won't leave. In the end, the prison painting and the prison were helpless, so they had to take the person back again.

People who have not finished their lives are bent on death, and they don't know what to do with it, but they know that their excellent service unit will definitely not be evaluated, and they sighed deeply.

"Big brother, can you come to see me often in the future?" Baoto asked.

Prison painting was shocked. This guy doesn't really like his dad, does he? Dad's few pounds and a few taels of prison paintings know in his heart, how can he have such a great charm? explained at the moment: "This young lady, my dad has a low status, and he can't walk casually in the underworld. ”

This is actually saying, my dad has no identity and no status, and it's useless for you to scold him.

The young lady didn't know if she understood or not, so she lowered her head and sighed softly, seemingly disappointed.

"You resemble my dead husband."

It's this kind of drama again! Prison painting couldn't help but sneak a glance at Prison Yong's reflection, for fear that Prison Yong would be hooked by this fox spirit.

Yong didn't answer unexpectedly, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes flashed with a flickering glow, as if he had suddenly changed a person.

The atmosphere is really weird and bizarre......

Back in the underworld, the prison painting retracted the locked soul

chain, let the prison lead Baotuo away, and then turned around and went to the Ten Palaces.

She needed someone to talk to. If it was in the past, she would not hesitate to analyze and analyze with the green soul. But now that there is a conflict between the positions of himself and the green soul, it is more appropriate for Xue Yan.

As soon as he entered the Ten Palaces, he saw Xue Yan answering the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be very happy, so much so that Xue Yan also kept a straight face. It is rare to see this expression in prison paintings. He has always been gentle and kind to her, and has never said a word of seriousness.

What a perfect man.

It is really easy to feel guilty that you have to hide a lot of things from him while accepting his gentleness and thoughtfulness.

But thinking of the changes in the green soul and the mediocrity, the prison painting was relieved again.

It seems too early to talk about debt after life and death aside. After all, this life is too long, and in this too long journey, you don't know if the person you thought has always been by your side will change.

In fact, when time is no longer a constraint on life, loneliness may be more reliable than long-term companionship. Because the story never ends. It's like a fairy tale, there is no way to let the prince and princess live happily together, so I can only talk about the trivial things in the family, and the bloody stories of men cheating on women and changing their hearts or infertility and sowing discord.

There's nothing to look forward to, as long as it's good at the moment, it's really good.

In the time when he was thinking about life, Xue Yan finally hung up the phone, and then walked to the prison painting.

"Did you call and complain?" Prison painting is a little weak.

Xue Yan rubbed his temples, and then shrugged helplessly: "I'm most afraid of this." If you call and count it, it's just a matter of saying it's okay while saying that it's not okay and saying that it's not good and you're going to smash the egg. ”

"So serious?"

Xue Yan waved his hand: "It's none of your business on the official face, and there are tall people on top of the sky when the sky falls." Do not worry. ”

Prison painting understood what Xue Yan meant. This thing was originally secretly arranged by the top, and it was not done well, if the little soldier might be unhappy, he would deal with it, but he was the princess of rotation, and he was also entrusted with the important task of repairing the prison of the underworld, and he couldn't deal with it at will, so this matter was not done well, and he couldn't blame her for anything, and he wouldn't do anything to her.

"The official who received the wrong soul was punished?"

Xue Yan shook his head.

Realizing that something was going on here, he moved a stool and sat next to Xue Yan and began to listen to the gossip.

"In fact, the official who received the wrong soul did not receive the wrong thing."

What?! I think it's incredible. Yang Shou is obviously exhausted, but he has to give people Yang Shou to send it back. If it is a good person, there are more means to add Yang Shou in the underworld. But that Baoto is obviously a heinous fellow...... To add longevity to such a person, only the level of the door god can do it.

"After you received the task, I went to check it secretly. The ghost's longevity was gone in the first place. But yesterday, suddenly another fifty years. ”

The mouth of the prison painting opened into an "O", and Xue Yan was a little imaginative. But the atmosphere at this moment was really not suitable for such a joke, so he had to suppress the thoughts in his mind again, and continued: "To add fifty years of yang life to such a person with bad deeds, you need those five people to make decisions at the same time. ”

The mouth of the prison painting opened even more. She seemed to smell something called "conspiracy".