Chapter XII: Disposition

"Xianji, death is not the end."

"The words of death and debt elimination are completely over, and there are eighteen layers of hell in the underworld, and there are twenty-four layers of hell, which are specially designed to torture criminals with deep karma."

Yin Cha said coldly: "A lot of scoundrels who are powerful in the yang, when they get there, they cry their fathers and mothers within half an hour, and the ghost kings and others cry wolves all day long during their long sentences." ”

"Like this evil way, openly flouting the order of the underworld and destroying the six realms of reincarnation, only eternal life and eternal reincarnation in the major hells can manifest the majesty of the underworld!"

In fact, Yin Cha had already made up his mind, and before he brought Ah Jiu to justice, he would hang it up and beat him with a mourning stick and a soul locking rope.

For more than two years, I have seen the same scene and the same people every night, and I am about to become a building security team.

"Well, the evil way is dead, according to the rules, the yang world is really not easy to manage, you take him to the evil mirror platform, and deal with it according to the rules of the Yin Division."

Meng Fan's gaze skimmed over a ghost and a person, and continued: "As for this old poisonous woman, first detain her, and after you are shot, you will come again and take away the soul." ”

"Yes." Yin difference mouth in unison.

After all, the field is getting bigger and bigger, and it is no longer the grass platform team it used to be.

In Meng Fan's imagination, if there are conditions, it is better to follow the rules and regulations, don't be scattered at every turn, and the special prison and office area are about to be completed, then they will be put into use.

An old poisonous woman like Aunt Mei can arrange for someone to give her a popular science:

The creature that becomes a zombie actually has a soul and cannot be reincarnated, similar to a soul scattered, so even if she dies, it is impossible to see her wife again in the future.

Kill the heart, let him spend his sentence in remorse, and then be shot intensively.

Immediately after, it was seamlessly handed over to Yin Si, and the ghost cha pressed this group of guys involved in the supernatural eucalyptus to go to the Evil Mirror Platform, and it was decided which hell to serve his sentence.

Isn't that the new rule?

As time goes by, I will arrange for the ghost catching troops to establish official contact with Yin Si's side, so that everything will be on track.

It seems simple, but it's not easy to do.

The road is long and ......

Thinking of this, Meng Fan cut off his distracting thoughts.

The reason is very simple, since you have taken this position, received a high salary, and enjoyed the convenience brought by merit, then don't complain about being tired, and others will not envy you for this opportunity.

"When the wicked are dealt with, the good ones cannot be without a reward."

Evil is rewarded with evil, and good is rewarded with good.

Yin Si has his own conclusion, but he doesn't give some rewards, Meng Fan really doesn't want to go-

As the de facto manager of the relevant department, even if he can't blame him, he still feels vaguely guilty.

"Uncle Yan, right, although you are a security guard, you did not flinch in the face of danger, and took the initiative to investigate, which can be regarded as a sacrifice in the line of duty."

"On behalf of the headquarters, I will issue 100,000 Hong Kong dollars as a pension to your immediate descendants."

After thinking for a while, Meng Fan added: "With Xiaobai's child, listen to a scroll of scriptures and then go on the road." ”

"You go and bring people, and so does Yang Feng."

His gaze fell on the four onicha.

They didn't dare to hesitate, took away Ah Jiu's ghost body with an oil-paper umbrella, and went out to look for Xiaobai.

Xiaohao, Ayou.

These two people are suspected to be deceased, but they have not made any contributions, and there is no need to commend them.

Of course, Meng Fan didn't intend to ask:

Chen You, as a descendant of the Taoist, you have a magic weapon at home, why didn't you detect and prevent the crisis in time?

Competence issues.

Mental problems.

There is no need to stand on the moral high ground to criticize.

If he feels ashamed, he will ask more questions in the future, maybe he has figured it out, and then he will try his best to do good things and shoulder the responsibility.

"Uncle, this is my business card, if you want to serve the society and protect one party, call over, the ghost catching force is welcome at any time."

A business card was handed over to Chen You.

The next second, the answer was given.

"I'm too old to breathe after a few steps, so I'd better stay here and stead the fried rice and see if there is anything that the neighborhood needs help."

"However, if you take away the magic weapon Luo Geng at home, I will do nothing, if it weren't for the zombies that appeared in the building, I wouldn't even be able to open it."

After the words fell, Chen You walked towards home with a cigarette butt in his mouth.

lost his father at a young age and became an orphan, while exploring family heirloom techniques, he longed to become a generation of heavenly masters.

In the end, I was knocked to the ground by reality, and I understood that the glutinous rice that cures evil spirits can not only drive away corpses, but also wrap zongzi, make glutinous rice chicken, and fry glutinous rice.

"Born at the wrong time......"

"However, after all, you still have to see the real Taoist demeanor, hahaha."

Laughter was heard in the hallway.

Ah Yun looked at his senior brother and stopped talking.

And Meng Fan looked at Xiao Hao's face until he felt furious in his heart, and said weakly: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"It's okay, you look like an old man."

"It probably has something to do with my previous films, and I used to be famous."

"Oh? What is the title......"

Soon, the narration sounded.

Strange events emerge one after another, and they are just psychic movies that satisfy people's curiosity, but they are naturally rejected, for fear that they will attract something unclean by watching, and professional actors will naturally have nothing to eat.

As soon as there is no money, the wife naturally wants to quarrel, and if she quarrels, she will divorce and take the children away.

Of course, it's not the Mr. Zombie series, and there is no Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng, only similar works.

"Since I used to be a dragon and tiger martial artist, I should have good skills, are you interested in joining the ghost hunting army, starting as a junior police officer, and being promoted to a senior police officer after completing all the training.

If you solve a small supernatural incident independently and be promoted to a sergeant, as long as you work hard and dare enough, it is not impossible for the inspector to do so. ”

Meng Fan couldn't help but want to try it, maybe Xiao Hao was the reincarnation of Senior Brother Qiusheng, just like the Yi Shi who had previously approved the transfer of his appearance and personality similar to Senior Brother Ah Wei.

If they can get out of the training class smoothly, it is not impossible for them to come to work in the ghost catching unit.

"By the way, the salary of the ghost hunting unit is very high, starting from three times that of ordinary positions, and there are generous bonuses every time you tie the knot, you are a big man, are you really willing to hang yourself?"

These words became the last straw.

Qian Xiaohao, who was full of stubble, had renewed hope in his eyes, and said categorically: "I'll join." ”

"Welcome."

Meng Fan took out his wallet from his pocket, and a stack of money was stuffed by him: "Take it and take care of it, shave your beard, change into clean clothes, eat some good things, and make up for your body, the training camp has a physical fitness assessment, and the standard refers to the Flying Tigers." ”

As he spoke, a woman and a skinny ghost were brought over by Yin Cha, and if you want to appease the former, you must deal with the latter first.

Not much.

Xiaobai and Uncle Yan were overtaken by the scriptures, and there were ghosts who took care of them, so it would not be too difficult to go to the underworld.

Yang Feng said with a smile that when she died, the mother and son would get together again.

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