I’m Actually a Bigshot

"I have been working as a guide. If I have seen thousands of dead souls, only a few dozen will be brought back to the ghost town." Su Qingxing could not hear the surrounding movement, "There are hundreds of people who have been sent to hell. ."

"Mother said that as long as you don't have bad thoughts, you won't be hurt. My father said that the only way not to get hurt is to change yourself, because all beings are born to fear the devil."

"Maybe Zhu Sha is right, I should take a good rest." After Su Qingxing finished saying this, he sat down against the wall and closed his eyes.

"Ow!" Under Sisi's gaze, the gust of wind in the office did not stop, but Su Qingxing, who had just closed his eyes, opened his eyes again.

It was a pair of... eyes with invisible pupils, with the purest blue pupils.

No gentleness, no forbearance.

There was nothing in those eyes.

I don't know when the short black hair turned into silver that dragged the ground. When that "Su Qingxing" got up, he casually tied it into a knot and hung it behind him.

"Su Qingxing" looked towards the door of the office and slowly stretched out his hand...

The wind in the office seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

"What's wrong?" At this moment, a taller figure appeared beside Su Qingxing and instantly grabbed his arm.

At that moment, the wind in the office disappeared.

All the papers and furniture fell back to the ground, and the office was eerily quiet...

The figure in the black uniform stood beside Su Qingxing, clutching his arm tightly, not letting go.

Silver hair, gray scarf, and a face that cinnabar is constantly complimenting... Just like when he and Su Qingxing met in the ghost town inspector.

The one who appeared beside Su Qingxing was undoubtedly the God of Death, but it was definitely not the "model" built by cinnabar, but the one who came here quietly for Su Qingxing's sake... His Highness the God of Death in the Underworld.

At the same time, Xiaoxue láng, who was originally placed on the desk by Su Qingxing, disappeared, as if it never really existed.

If Su Qingxing on weekdays would definitely try to avoid the god of death, but at this moment, Su Qingxing seems a little weird... He just stood facing the door, without even turning his head to look at the god of death.

But at the same time, Su Qingxing heard the question asked by the god of death, and then replied in a cold voice that he had never heard before: "Fix the job in front of you, and then go back to rest."

Death seemed to have thought of something, and his face seemed a little nervous. In fact, such expressions rarely appeared on the face of this underworld boss, but when facing Su Qingxing, these conventions seemed to have become meaningless.

"How long have you been working continuously?" The god of death did not dare to let go of Su Qingxing's arm at will, for fear that in just a moment, the power that Su Qingxing burst out would be enough to obliterate all the four people outside the door and wipe out ashes!

"I don't remember." The "Su Qingxing" in front of the god of death had no emotion on his face, no emotion in his eyes, and he couldn't even feel any emotion in his words, but he was answering questions unexpectedly.

"Maybe ten days, maybe twenty days, maybe thirty days... The guides don't need sleep, so they can work all the time." Su Qingxing's consciousness has fallen asleep because of exhaustion, and only the subconscious and instinct are left in action. .

"You, you need to rest." The God of Death could feel that Su Qingxing's power was getting stronger and stronger, so he had to use the same power to suppress him.

"So the work must be completed as soon as possible." Su Qingxing's words were like the program set at the beginning, "To obliterate all the goals of the work is the fastest way to complete the work."

"You don't know what you're doing." Death still didn't let go of his hand, a rare frown on Junmei's face, "If you wake up, you will regret it."

"It has been abandoned." Su Qingxing's voice was neither sad nor happy, "It doesn't matter."

"Actually, it's very uncomfortable every time, right?" The god of death pulled Su Qingxing into his arms with all his strength, "but only when you lose consciousness due to exhaustion, do you speak your mind."

The reason why Su Qingxing will become like this is very simple. Because of long-term dedicated work and forgetting to rest, his body is exhausted and exhausted to the extreme.

But even so, Su Qingxing didn't seem to have forgotten his work.

"It's not uncomfortable." Even though he was already in the arms of the God of Death, Su Qingxing's expression still did not change, Kong dòng's eyes stared straight at the God of Death in front of him, as if looking at a complete stranger, "The guide's The job is to be an irrelevant bystander, only every time you are killed and abandoned, will you feel that the eighteen layers of hell are not cruel enough for some souls."

"You are still the same as hundreds of years ago, it doesn't matter what you look at, but you keep things in your heart." Death grabbed Su Qingxing's arm with one hand, and the other hand directly wrapped around it, "Only those who are vaguely conscious It's time to say it."

"My work is not finished yet." Su Qingxing's face was still not moved.

"Yes, this movie isn't over either." The god of death didn't continue to say more, and directly led Su Qingxing to disappear from the room, leaving only an empty office.

In another corner of the trial world, in the cinema that Su Qingxing and the others were very familiar with, the figures of the God of Death and Su Qingxing slowly appeared.

The Death God just held Su Qingxing's hand and sat down in the middle of the cinema, looking at the curtain that was gradually lighting up ahead like a couple coming to the cinema.

The confused Su Qingxing appeared instead.

Very well behaved, without any struggle or opposition. But if it wasn't for the Death God's suppression of Su Qingxing's power at the moment, no one knew what the world would be like.

On the screen of the cinema, a picture that did not originally appear gradually appeared.

There were bloodstains everywhere in the originally large office, some monsters that looked like humans were eating each other's bodies, and those screams for hunger were endlessly surrounding the cinema.

The picture gradually shifted, and Mu Rong's office appeared in the picture. Mu Rong, Qin Guan, Bai Hua, and Dewey were still standing at the door of the office, falling silent.

"The door can't be opened, right?" Dewey, who had just stepped on the remote control, lowered his voice and said to Mu Rong and the others with a smile, "You can smash all the glass with an axe, but in this case those monsters should hear the sound. Come over here?"

Mu Rong and Qin Guan tried to talk to Su Qingxing, but the shutters were tightly closed, and the door of the office was not light at all. They had no idea what was going on in the office.

"He will rush in." Sitting in the theater, the god of death pointed his finger at Qin Guan in the picture, "He took you all the way out of the theater, and he won't leave you this time."

"No." Su Qingxing stared straight at the curtain, "In that case, they will die."

Those monsters who feed on themselves will be attracted by the sound, and there is only one way to rush into the office, and that is to smash the glass wall.

"Make a bet. If I win, just... remember my name." Death looked sideways at Su Qingxing, his black eyes full of seriousness.

Su Qingxing did not answer.

"I forgot, you won't remember this when you wake up." Death glanced down at their hands. "Am I the only one who can remember all this forever? My dear, betrothed."

...

Grim Reaper's gaze returned to the movie curtain in front of him.

"Let's go." Bai Hua seems to be in a good mood in the picture, "Su Qingxing who stays here may be safer than us."

But in the next second, Qin Guan raised the axe in his hand high, and waved it towards the glass wall without hesitation.

At this moment, the god of death sitting beside Su Qingxing moved his fingers slightly.

"Crack." The originally locked office door suddenly opened.

Realizing this, Mu Rong immediately pulled Qin Guan back, almost causing the unidentified detective to stumble to the ground, but because of this, she did not alert the cannibal monsters wandering nearby.

Su Qingxing had been taken away by the god of death, so Mu Rong's office was naturally empty.

Su Qingxing seemed to have evaporated from this world.

When Mu Rong and Qin Guan came out of the office, they beat Dewey hard in hatred. But even though Dewey's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there were several marks of high heels on his arm, Qin Guan and Mu Rong did not throw him directly into the monster group in the end.

"We are not you, not as shameless as you!" Qin Guan could not wait to slash the axe directly on Dewey's body, "How did Su Qingxing offend you!"

The picture on the screen began to shift to Bai Hua's body. The young man who attracted Dewey had a smile on his face, and said to Qin Guan and the others indifferently, "Isn't it good now? Su Qingxing is out without any pain."