I slapped my thigh: "Yu Lan's life was almost dead last night, do you think I'm joking?" ”

"That's the capital of the underworld, you should be your slave, can you still say that you can borrow it?" The master said unhappily.

I laughed a few times and quickly said, "I can't speak, don't be like me." ”

The master breathed a sigh of relief: "No." ”

"The gatekeepers of the underworld are all turnips and pits, and without the imperial order from above, it is impossible for them to leave their posts."

In the face of my master's refusal, I made up my mind that I had to ask for a way to come back.

I lowered my voice very low, and pretended to plead: "Then you just tell the yincha, don't stick to the rules, catch ghosts, they occasionally help, this is not a violation of discipline." ”

"In this way, they will ambush in the building in advance tonight, and wait for the evil to appear and capture it in one fell swoop, the best of both worlds."

"Catching ghosts is the business of Taoist priests and the affairs of the world; Bringing the souls of the dead into the capital city is a bad thing, and it is a matter of the underworld. The people of the underworld cannot do the things of the world. ”

Master's fluttering words made me feel helpless, of course I know this, but didn't I invite him here just to go through the back door and be accommodating?

When you come up, you give me a closed door, and the words in the back directly choke me up.

The master sighed helplessly: "Child, I know you are difficult. No one can cross the rules of the underworld, let me make it clear to you, once they cross this red line, what awaits them is Infernal Hell, including me, no one dares to touch this red line. ”

The master is helpless, and I am even more helpless.

I said directly: "When I am really fighting, I still have to write documents, even if I prepare the documents, I may not be able to successfully deliver them to Yincha, what do you want me to do?" It's easy to invite Yin Cha up, and they all admit to death. ”

I clapped my hands and spread them out again: "You say, is this difficult for me?" ”

The master's face was calm, and he responded lightly: "You are embarrassed for me." ”

"I ......"

The master stretched out his hand and pressed down, signaling me not to speak: "You think my status is not low, but I told you before that no matter how high my status is, it can't be higher than the rules." It's the same with Yin Cha, he doesn't listen to my orders, but rules. ”

"It's not just you who is difficult, I'm also difficult." At the end, the master added another sentence.

Maybe I'm stupid, I really can't think of any difficulties he can have with his status as a master, or who would dare to embarrass him?

There are only a handful of people sitting on him, all of them are bigwig-level figures, and they will not be like children arguing and embarrassing the master every day.

I let out a long breath, "Well, can you leave out the paperwork?" ”

"I can't."

The master decisively refused: "The documents you send down must be sealed, and if you can't see the documents, no one can make it easy." ”

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, how do you let you get it?"

Reading between the lines, I have a hint of anger.

The master responded calmly: "You tell me about difficulties, who do I talk to?" ”

I pursed my lips a few times, but I couldn't say anything.

This errand was originally begged for by the master at the risk of the world's disapproval, and anyone can get angry, but I can't.

The master looked ahead with his eyes and seemed to say to himself: "It stands to reason that you are fighting for your life in the front, and I should give you some support in the rear." But rules are rules, and whoever touches them dies. ”

"The rules are here, whether you accept it or not, you have to obey it, is it difficult to overthrow it?"

After speaking, the master was suddenly stunned, his eyes as flat as a lake water released a trace of essence, and he returned to calm in a blink of an eye.

Master stroked his beard, pondered for a long time, turned his head to look at me, and asked, "Could it be because of this that the cult wants to overthrow the underworld?" ”

"What?" I looked at my master puzzled, and suddenly slapped my head: "Are you talking about the rules?" ”

"Yes!" The master pondered: "The rule of the underworld has always been strict, maybe the resentment has long been slowly rising, but no one notices it. ”