Horror live broadcast: I used paper to make a sky full of gods and Buddhas

Sheng Feihong jumped out of the sewer.

Facing the scorching sun, I stretched my waist long.

Originally, Sheng Feihong wanted to find out the whereabouts of the secret realm and the key from the mouth of the skeleton death god.

Unexpectedly, the attitude of the skeleton death god is very firm.

Time goes back to 10 minutes ago.

In the sewer.

After hearing Sheng Feihong's words, the skeleton death god actually smiled: "Mr. Sheng, although we have signed a contract, it doesn't mean we have a good relationship, right?"

Sheng Feihong was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

The Skeleton God of Reaper carried the sickle behind his back: "Of course we will wait two days before we talk about it."

"why?"

"Our contract has just been established, and even the most basic trust has not been established."

I feel quite speechless if I should say it or not.

Not only Sheng Feihong, Gai Nie and Dian Wei also felt this way.

"Dijun..." Gai Nie sent a voice transmission to Sheng Feihong, "How about we send him to hell and lock him up for three to five days?"

Gai Nie's proposal made Sheng Feihong's eyes light up.

What kind of place can shake the firm thoughts?
No doubt - hell!
Hell calls it second, and no place dares to call it first.

Even Yang Yongxin, the "King of Thunder and Lightning", came to no avail.

So the skeleton death god was taken to hell by Gai Nie and Dian Wei.

And Sheng Feihong went out of the sewer, planning to go back to the Beijing Supernatural Bureau for lunch.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice interrupted Sheng Feihong's thoughts.

"Mr. Sheng."

The voice came from the side of the road, and Sheng Feihong turned his head to look over: "A ghost exorcist from the Supernatural Bureau?"

"Yes!"

When the two exorcists stationed on the street saw Sheng Feihong, they immediately went up to him without hesitation.

"We are here to wait for you according to the order of the bureau chief."

"So coincidentally?"

Sheng Feihong raised his eyebrows, extremely surprised.

There are so many sewer outlets in the capital.

How did the boss know that he would come out from here?

One of the ghost exorcists with short hair quickly said, "Mr. Sheng, this is actually not a coincidence."

"The director doesn't know where you will come out from, but the people in the bureau are stationed in various streets and wait." Another ghost exorcist added immediately.

Hearing this, Sheng Feihong's face froze.

"Mr. Sheng, the car is ready for you, please come with me, we will take you back."

"okay!"

One of them took Sheng Feihong into the car, and the other entered the co-pilot while calling to report.

Then the car started and went straight to the Beijing Supernatural Bureau...

Watching the ever-receding scenery outside the window.

Sheng Feihong was filled with emotion.

There is nothing wrong with the old iron in the seat.

I can!

As for the one in the Ghost Bureau who was hiding behind the scenes and always wanted to please her...

to be frank.

Compared with what the boss did, it was completely rubbish!
If he could stand upright, maybe he could chat with him.

but now……

Ha ha.

Everything is too late.

"Mr. Sheng?"

"Ok?"

While Sheng Feihong was deep in thought, the ghost exorcist sitting in the co-pilot suddenly spoke.

"We won't go to the bureau now. The bureau has already prepared a banquet in the state banquet hall and is waiting for you."

"???"

Sheng Feihong was slightly taken aback.

Immediately relieved.

Sheng Feihong knew exactly where the state banquet hall was.

Although it is also a place to eat, it is not an ordinary place.

It doesn't mean that the rich can afford it, and it doesn't mean that the powerful can go in and eat.

That place doesn't use money for food, but "face"!
National leaders will only open it once when they are entertaining distinguished guests from various countries.

And it's the kind of top VIP.

National strategic partners are eligible.

Ordinary exchanges between various countries are also not eligible.

But now, Sheng Feihong was invited here.

Thinking of this, Sheng Feihong understood that the person who invited him to the banquet this time might not be the person in charge, but the one standing at the top of the Dragon Kingdom Pyramid.

"Okay, let's go to the state banquet hall."

"Ok."

Drive for about half an hour.

A magnificent and magnificent ancient style building of the Dragon Kingdom loomed in front of us.

Above the gate, the plaque is engraved with four gilt characters - State Banquet Hall!
"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"This place is actually comparable to my ghost gate."

"I will also build a restaurant after the Fengdu street is drawn next time."

Sheng Feihong muttered to himself.

Before he could open the door and get off the car, the bureau seat led a few people to welcome him warmly.

The bureau seat even bowed and opened the car door for Sheng Feihong himself.

Sheng Feihong showed embarrassment: "Senior, there's no need for this."

The boss didn't take it seriously: "Small things are all small things."

The bureau seat introduced everyone to Sheng Feihong one by one.

Everyone else is fine.

Just the cripple.

When the bureau chief introduced him, Sheng Feihong keenly noticed the gloom in the lame man's eyes.

is it him?
This idea suddenly appeared in Sheng Feihong's mind.

Is he the person behind Zhao Tao in the Beijing Supernatural Bureau?
But Sheng Feihong didn't pay attention either.

Surrounded by the seat and others, he entered the state banquet hall.

The cripple walked last, and followed silently, no one knew what he was thinking.

Inside the state banquet hall.

A private room with rustic decoration.

But the people sitting here are not ordinary at all.

Leaders from various fields such as diplomacy, national defense, and science and technology gathered together.

And the seat of the Supernatural Bureau, on this table, can only sit in the last and inconspicuous position.

"Mr. Sheng, thank you for everything you have done for the country during this time."

, holding a wine glass, said to Sheng Feihong respectfully.

Although it was Sheng Feihong's first close contact, he showed no signs of timidity.After all, he is also the king of one side - the supreme ruler of the underworld - the Son of Heaven!

"You are too serious. As a citizen of Dragon Kingdom, what I do is only what I should do."

After saying that, the two clinked glasses and drank.

"Mr. Sheng, no matter what you think, we know it in our hearts."

"If you don't act out of righteousness, whether it's Jiangzhou, Zhongnan Province, or Shishi. Without a hundred years, we can't achieve this step with our strength alone."

"The strength of ghosts is increasing day by day, but the strength of ghost exorcists is growing extremely slowly."

"If it weren't for your appearance, our country might not be able to hold on for ten years."

Sheng Feihong did not interrupt the prime minister.

Because he knew it was true.

Perhaps in his opinion, what he did was nothing.

But in the eyes of the people and the whole country, Sheng Feihong has achieved what they have not been able to do for a hundred years or even more.

"But Mr. Sheng, there is one thing that we need to prepare in advance."

"Is it about [Ghost Gate]?"

Sheng Feihong raised his eyebrows and asked.

Shaking his head: "He Nihong Country heard about Mr. Sheng and decided to visit and study in our country."