Horror Resurgence: I Checked In At The Convenience Store For God

Dim midnight.

The lights are also in panic, and people are also in panic.

A warm little shop, one old and one young, one standing, one kneeling, very warm picture.

It's just that the one who is a little uncoordinated is the old man who knelt down.

Standing is the youth.

The old man was very old, with gray hair and beard.

Trembling, he looked at the young man in front of him and squeezed out a smile.

"Di...Di Jun...My lord...Why are you here, what a coincidence."

"skillful?"

Luo Chen looked at him with a half-smile and a cold tone~.

"Didn't you say that I got involved? Tell me, what happened to me?"

*:"..."

That damn mouth...yes.

The old Taoist continued to squeeze his smile: "Where is the Lord Dijun... Isn't the old Taoist joking with you! Hehe, haha."

The old man rubbed his head, almost crying.

Sitting up in shock during the dying illness, the clown thought it was me.

Luo Chen hummed lightly.

"Sign it."

"What to sign... oh oh oh, this, that must be signed, the things given by the Lord must be signed!"

The old man immediately took the document just now.

Read the content carefully.

The content is very simple, it is a simple contract of sale, a proper contract of sale, only writes the remaining life, all in the land.

The old man looked it over, and raised his head in embarrassment.

"Lord... do we have a pen here?"

"Pen? No."

Luo Chen shook his head.

"Then this?"

Luo Chen smiled, pointed his finger, and the old man only felt a pain in his index finger.

A stream of bright red blood flowed out slowly.

"No pen, blood is fine."

The old way: "...

That's what the Lord said!

The old man didn't say anything, and directly wrote his name on the deed of sale.

Zhao Lingyun.

When he finished writing the name and wanted to wipe off the blood, he found that the ruptured wound had healed.

Luo Chen nodded in satisfaction, a blue light submerged into the contract of sale, and the contract instantly emitted some halo.

Then dissipate with the world.

When the contract disappeared, the old man suddenly seemed to sense something.

It was as if his soul was bound.

Even though he was full of doubts, he didn't dare to ask Luo Chen.

Fortunately, Luo Chen also spoke at this time.

"You were supposed to die here when you entered the Underworld Division, but thinking of you is pleading for life for the living in the world, and making an exception to let you return to Yang, but you can only serve the Underworld Division in this life, are you willing?"

At this time, the old Taoist suddenly realized, no wonder he didn't die!

It turned out to be because of this!

To be able to live, no one wants to die.

He nodded hastily: "Yes, yes."

"Well, if you have any questions, let's talk about them together."

Luo Chen walked back to his wicker chair, lay down on it,

The rattan chair swayed slightly, and his appearance gradually returned to that of a human being.

This look is just a modern youth,

Sitting high in the hall of the underworld, he is closer to a god.

It is a god, naturally everything is close to perfection, even the appearance is in a perfect state.

The deity in the convenience store was originally a person, a real living person.

Even after the cleansing and tempering of the practice method, there is still a gap in the appearance of the underworld.

The old man looked around the shop for a week.

This is an ordinary convenience store.

He looked away again.

The scenery outside is very familiar.

It's Temple Square!

A convenience store opened by Dijun himself in Temple Square!

Obediently.

The old man swallowed.

The ingratiating smile smiled at Luo Chen: "Lord Didi, what should I do in the future?"

Luo Chen said softly: "Collect money, tally goods, sell things, clean up."

"that's it?"

"right."

The old man pouted.

Feelings are super waiters.

But the waiter at the local Jun's house, tsk, seemed to come up right away.

Then we will be colleagues with Black and White Wuchang in the future?

They catch ghosts, I sweep the floor.

Everyone is serving the emperor, it seems almost the same!

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes lit up.

I just feel full of energy.

If it can be broadcast live in the future, then the bragging we have been bragging about is no longer bragging.

Look, even if black and white impermanence comes to our shop, they have to be respectful.

If you don't pass the cigarette to my old man, you will get nine mouths if you walk ten steps.

The old man suddenly laughed.

This...beautiful.

Luo Chen glanced at this guy.

Even if you don't use your eyes, you can know what this guy is thinking.

Before I fell asleep, I started dreaming.

Luo Chen shook his head, and the figure disappeared.

"Work hard, there is a house in the backyard, clean it yourself."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

The days passed quietly and peacefully.

In the past few days, Cangnan City has been turbulent.

The news that Cangnan city lord Liu Bai was suspected of murder and other crimes and was arrested by Wuchang personally sent by the Lord of the Underworld caused a shock throughout Daxia.

...asking for flowers......

Kyoto.

Headquarters of the Ghost Control Bureau.

The middle-aged bureau chief rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the document sent by Hui Province.

"Liu Bai, Liu Bai...you really did it yourself.

He was a little emotional, even though he was far away in the capital, he still knew some things about Liu Bai.

But not much is known.

I just thought that even if he relied on the Cangnan Group to make a profit, he wouldn't become like this.

But when the criminal evidence was in front of him, even he couldn't help being surprised.

But then it was a headache.

Even if he really wanted to tear Liu Bai into pieces, but as the director of the Ghost Control Bureau, he naturally considered more.

Thinking of Liu Bai's father is the S-level ghost master who guards the Burial Abyss.

He is the only S-level ghost king in the entire Great Xia, and he is very difficult.

To know a ghost king,

Whether it is facing the recovery of domestic ghosts, or some disputes and turmoil abroad.

Ghost masters at this level are like Dinghaishenzhen.

S-class is the existence that can solve the ghost king incident alone.

Especially this Burial Abyss who is still sitting in town...

After a long time, the middle-aged dean slumped back on the chair and sighed heavily.

He looked at the young professor who had been indifferent all along.

"Professor Hu, what do you think? What should we do with Liu Bai's body?"

Hearing the director's question, the young professor glanced at it and said calmly.

"Kill, they are all dead anyway, so it's not bad to kill once."

The middle-aged bureau chief smiled wryly when he heard the words: "It's easy for you to say, but if this news reaches Liu Cangnan's ears, with his temperament..."

Professor Hu smiled contemptuously: "What can he do with his temperament? His son committed crimes and killed more people than he ate. If he is still not executed, what will the Ghost Control Bureau use to stop the mouths of the people in the world?"

"And what are we going to use to kill others? The world is already chaotic enough, and we don't have the energy to restrain the ghost masters everywhere, but we can't let them do whatever they want."

"I think it's time to take advantage of this opportunity to restrain yourself."

"As for Liu Cangnan, he is originally an ambitious wolf. He is willing to sit in the tomb because there is something he wants in the tomb. If he wants to break through the unsolvable, he can only find it in the tomb."

"And take a step back, what does his son's death have to do with us? If he has the ability, let him go to Xucheng to find that local lord and go all out."

"If he dares to go, I will respect him as a man."

Death.