You are asked to go up the mountain and become a Taoist priest, and you raise a group of banshees?

"Just in time."

"If you don't come today, there will be a more professional security team responsible for managing the Taoist temple tomorrow, in that case, I can return the order."

Xiaobai's face was obviously happy.

Luckily, I came today.

"It's just because of the impact of your absenteeism, your salary this month is gone."

"There are also holidays, and you have to stay in the Taoist temple and work overtime."

"How?"

Xu Xuan erased Xiaobai's salary and vacation for a month without emotion.

Sample, I ran out for so long in vain, how can I establish my majesty in this big fart Daotai Mountain without teaching you a lesson.

Xiaobai's hands holding the handbag tightened slightly, and he said softly:

"As long as I can continue to work here, I don't need a salary."

She now has a family and doesn't want to go back.

That place was nothing but endless disappointment and pain.

Rather than stay there, she would rather live outside alone.

"Of course, you don't have to worry about whether I can afford to eat, I can now live without grains, I have saved millions through investment before, and I can afford daily consumption or something."

Hearing this, Xu Xuanmo rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then exhaled.

"Okay, since you said so, then you can continue to stay in the Taoist temple in the future, I won't pay you a salary, but I'll send some small gifts or something from time to time, and our relationship should be friends now."

"That's pretty much it, keep working hard, the front yard of the Taoist Temple is still needed before noon today, you can take care of it."

After speaking, Xu Xuan made a gesture of praise and turned to leave.

Xiaobai looked at his back, and the corners of his mouth showed an uncontrollable smile.

Friend... Is it?

......

Underworld.

Death.

"Get out!"

A majestic and majestic figure appeared at the entrance of the Ghost Gate.

shouted, and the little ghost who was hiding in the dark and preparing to sneak attack and snatch the soul of the living soul was so frightened that he ran away.

Xu Xuan looked at the familiar scene in front of him.

There is always an eternal black gas in the underworld, just like a large thin smog crossing living in the underworld.

On the ancient mottled bluestone road, Xu Xuan was thinking about something while walking.

He came to the underworld this time to ask something very important to ask clearly.

That's right, it's about the recent sign that the aura of the blue star has gradually begun to recover, although he can count the memories of the first three lives, but the era of the rich aura is at least dozens of generations ago.

Instead of doing the math slowly, it is better to choose to use your own connections and ask the old guys in the underworld.

After all, this place is home to many powerful people who have lived for thousands of years.

Zhong Kui's Judge's Palace.

When Xu Xuan arrived, the Judge's Hall was trying a case.

Originally, he didn't want to see it, but this matter was very interesting, so he found a corner to listen.

It's easy to make people feel ridiculous.

The person who was sentenced was an old woman, who looked almost eighty years old, and her face was quite amiable.

Generally speaking, this kind of person will not commit anything worthy of entering the judge's palace in his old age.

It is more estimated that it was because he made a very serious mistake when he was young, and he was escorted directly to the judge's hall after his death.

The reason why she came in, Xu Xuan had already heard the person next to Zhong Kui say it.

Before she died, her family was preparing a big banquet, which was the banquet for her son's marriage.

He went to the back kitchen that day and found a pile of sprouted potatoes in the corner.

It's almost two hundred pounds, and Yu Yu has been busy with the banquet during this time, how to take care of this pile of potatoes, who expected that now when I look at it, some of them have already sprouted.

The old man felt a pity, thinking that he could not waste it, so he kept some of the freshly sprouted potatoes and the green-skinned ones.

The chef cooked all the potatoes in the pot, made a local famous dish, and sent them to the banquet table.

But who knows, before the banquet ended, many people went to the hospital for eating sprouted potatoes.

On that day, the roads in the village were filled with ambulances.

The ICU was full of acquaintances from the same village.

Many elderly people are already in poor health, and they don't stand up and pass directly.

There is even her best friend, who is about to live past 90 years old, but she never expected to be planted in the hands of a potato halfway.

In the end, only the old woman who didn't eat the potatoes was unharmed.