The mad mouse said curiously, "You kid shuttle between the two worlds of yin and yang, are you tired?"

Lin Yi rubbed the corners of his tired and sour eyes, and said, "It's a little unbearable. When you're done with this while, you'll have to re-plan."

The mad rat agreed, but couldn't help but ask, "In case there is an emergency in the unit during the Chinese New Year, how can I contact you?"

Lin Yi thought for a moment and handed him a signal charm.

"Just write it on the rune paper and burn it to me."

Lin Yi went to the Guocheng God's Temple to assess the thousands of priesthoods such as the impermanence of ghosts and officials from all walks of life in the underworld, and the workload was even more huge.

Although he had delegated as much as possible to reduce the workload at hand, there were thousands of files for each priesthood, and almost filled the office allocated to him by the Inspectorate of the National City God's Temple.

Although he also had his own private soldiers and ghost officials who were assigned to him by his superiors as full-time scribes, the final assessment of many priesthoods with rank had to be passed by him.

Time slipped to Chinese New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

During the day, it was the rest time for the ghosts and gods, but Lin Yi still stayed in the yamen of the supervision hall and worked overtime.

worked overtime until dusk, and the officer on duty suddenly found that the office of the eight major inspectors had actually opened, so he curiously poked into the ghost's head.

A young man with a black hat and a black robe with jade and double sleeves around his waist was writing hard in front of the table.

The little official took a closer look, his eyebrows were trimmed and his eyes were handsome, his temperament was outstanding, his gold-piercing sleeves lined with a pair of slender and powerful arms, and on his black hat, the unique four-character nickname, wasn't it the famous first fierce ghost in Dongyue?

"Lord Awake, the ghosts and gods have gone to the gala, why are you still working here?" The little official stood in the doorway and asked in surprise.

Lin Yi raised his head, glanced at the little official, and replied, "There are still some incomplete errands on hand."

The little official looked admiring: "Sober adults love their jobs and are dedicated, and they are role models for my generation."

Lin Yi sneered: "No, the main thing is that I am usually lazy, and I have to work overtime this time."

But the little official regarded it as someone else's modest words, and left with a look of respect.

Sober adults in the world not only have a strong background and high skills, but also are so dedicated, it is intolerable not to be promoted.

……

Chu Jian, who called Lin Yi countless times, had to accept the explanation of the crazy mouse.

"Koi fish have to go back to their hometown every year for the Chinese New Year, rain or shine, and the thunder can't move. This is no secret to the Order."

Chu Jian frowned: "Doesn't it mean that the relatives within the three generations of the koi are not alive, and the relatives within the five suits have not moved around anymore?"

Mad Mouse explained with a smile, "I went back to my hometown to visit my former neighbors. It is said that Koi's last relative is gone, and these neighbors have helped him a lot. That's why koi fish go back to their hometown every year for the Chinese New Year."

Chu Jian said, "It's a memory."

"Not really." The crazy mouse is complaining frantically in his heart, and it is also a shame that this kid will find a reason to pull a "memory" character for himself. It turned out that every year during the Chinese New Year, I worked overtime in the underworld.

Sometimes the mad rats are eager to go to the underworld to see how this kid works in the underworld and how he fools the ghosts and gods.

Hei Niu and the others also came over, asking Chu Jian to go to the underworld, and he must deal with the world from a sober perspective.

Chu Jian suddenly thought that the mad rat was rescued by the world's sobriety, so he asked the mad rat, "Do you know that the world is sober?"

"I don't know."

Chu Jian looked at him with blazing eyes.

The mad rat was stared at by him, and once again emphasized, "I really don't know."

Chu Jian said, "You're lying."

Mad Mouse: "......"

Hei Niu and the others also looked at the mad rat suspiciously.

After a while, everyone reacted.

"Okay, you crazy rat, it turns out that among us, you are the one who hides deeply."

A few people pressed the mad rat against the wall and asked, "Say, how do you know that the world is sober?"

"What does it look like to be sober in the world?"

"How did you meet?"

"Koi is a recognized-trapping stick, so your old boy is not far behind."

The mad rat wanted to cry without tears, and repeatedly emphasized that he did not know the sobriety of the world, but how could the black bull believe him again and put him against the wall like a prisoner.

"Confess honestly, confess leniently, and resist strictly."

Chu Jian said, "If he doesn't want to confess, forget it, anyway, I will personally meet this legendary No. 1 ghost in the underworld tonight."

The mad rat hurriedly said, "Then let's go quickly. I also want to see what that kid is doing in the underworld."

"The boy?" The black bull savored it, and then pulled the collar of the mad rat and tortured him, "It seems that you not only know people, but also have a lot of friendships."

"Ah, no, it's just an ordinary friendship, no, no, it's just an acquaintance, not a friendship. Really, I want to put some gold on my face, but I can't." The crazy rat wants to smoke himself to death, it seems that he is really not suitable for acting, it is really too much to say and wrong.

Hei Niu let go of him suspiciously, and said, "Forget it, anyway, the Chu Bureau will go to the underworld immediately, and when the Chu Bureau comes back, I will give you a sentence."

……

The Guocheng God's Temple and the Fucheng God's Temple held a gala at the same time, inviting outstanding Taoist priests from the imperial capital to eat Yin Si rice, as well as ghosts and gods from all walks of life, to go to the Guocheng God's Temple to participate in the annual gala.

Lin Yi didn't want to participate.

First, he was afraid that he would meet Chu Jian and fall off the horse when the time came.

Second, Lin Yi didn't want to be in the limelight anymore.

Because a while ago, he went to Huangquan Road alone to save the soul of the crazy rat, and was called Huangquan Road by Dongyue Prefecture, and the underworld drama team began to rehearse, all about the scene of the sober Huangquan Road in the world, and it is said that at the Spring Festival Gala, it will also be the finale.

Lin Yi didn't dare to go.

I worked overtime until it was dark, and I finished the work on my hands.

Lin Yi stretched his waist and prepared to go back to catch up on sleep.

Then he received a signal from the mad rat.

"The Chu Bureau has gone to the underworld, I don't want to fall off the horse, try not to contact the other party."

Lin Yi smiled, he would not have gone to the gala party, but he was not afraid of Chu Jian.

But the next sentence of the mad mouse made him unable to laugh anymore.

"Chu Bureau and Black Bull, they already know that we know each other, what should we do? Wait in a hurry online."

Lin Yi secretly scolded this old guy, he is really a conspicuous bag and a stupid, he can't keep such a secret.

……

The ghost gate on Chinese New Year's Eve will open at 8 p.m., and the resident ghost people in the underworld can also go to the yang world to meet their relatives or go to the yang world to wander around.

When Lin Yi left, it was when the ghost gate was wide open, and a group of ghost people left the ghost gate in groups and went to the yang world.

Taking off his uniform, changing into an ordinary Republic of China robe, wearing glasses, and shaking a fan, Lin Yi swaggered among a group of ghost people, and Shi Shiran left the ghost gate.

"Bell, bell......" The golden gong sounded from behind, and the demons spontaneously moved out of the way.

Lin Yi was also a little puzzled, the gong opening the way is the treatment only that only the big people in the underworld have, and now the ghosts and gods who have a little identity are all having a party in the National City God's Temple, and I don't know where this big man is sacred.

Standing on the side of the road with a group of ghost people, he watched sixteen armored soldiers, spears in their hands, and behind them were ghosts playing gongs. Behind him was a soldier holding a flag with a big "Huo" written on it.

After the flag soldiers, there were four ancient maids, floating all the way. Behind is a large sedan chair carried by sixteen ghosts, the sedan chair is boxy, the green yarn dances, and the style is solemn.

Looking at the word "Huo" on the flag, Lin Yi's heart moved, and he couldn't help but look at the owner of the sedan chair behind the green yarn.

It's a pity that the green yarn is tightly covered and nothing can be seen.

The ghost folk also began to talk to each other.

"Generalissimo Huo has accompanied his wife back to her parents' house to save her relatives."

"Generalissimo Huo is really a favorite lady."

"Hey, does Mrs. Huo still have relatives in the yang world?"

"Mrs. Huo's parents are still in the Yang world. I have a cousin who works on an errand at the Fucheng God's Temple, and I heard that as early as more than ten years ago, Generalissimo Huo personally appeared at the Fucheng God's Temple to pick up Mrs. Huo, who died in a car accident, to go to the underworld."

"True or fake?"

"What am I lying to you for? I heard that Mrs. Huo was still very young back then, and her parents are still alive today. But Mrs. Huo would come to the Yang World every Chinese New Year's Eve to visit her parents in the Yang World. Generalissimo Huo will also accompany him personally, Mrs. Huo is really a good fate."

"Mrs. Huo died in a car accident at such a young age, could it be ......?"

"What nonsense," the man glared at the other party in displeasure, "I thought the same thing before, but my cousin said that when Mrs. Huo died in a car accident and was taken to the City God Temple to report for duty, Generalissimo Huo asked her, why didn't you bring the amulet I gave you?" Mrs. Huo explained that she had changed her clothes in the morning and had forgotten to wear them. If you weren't there, Generalissimo Huo would have gone on the spot."

"So, just by virtue of this, Generalissimo Huo shouldn't do that kind of tasteless thing."

At this time, Generalissimo Huo's team had already gone away, and the ghost people had also dispersed.

Lin Yi stayed where he was, entangled.

In previous years, he also heard Sun Qinqin say that recently every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, Generalissimo Huo would bring Sun Miaomiao to the Yang Room and have a reunion dinner with them.

Lin Yi missed it perfectly because he had to go to the National City God Temple every year.

After thinking about it, Lin Yi still decided to go home and officially meet this ghost handsome brother-in-law.

……