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

The Prime Minister's words startled Sheng Feihong slightly.

Southern country?Neon country?
other countries?

But after thinking about it, Sheng Feihong noticed something was wrong.

"Master Prime Minister, I'm afraid they are not just here to visit and study?"

Seeing that Sheng Feihong discovered the problem so quickly, all the leaders present showed relief.

The Prime Minister chuckled: "Mr. Sheng, you are right."

really!

There is something else hidden about this matter.

The Prime Minister continued: "Stealing state secrets under the guise of visiting and studying is actually a common trick used by Nanbang Nation."

"What about the Neon Country?"

"Girls in the Neon Country are very good at it."

After all, the Prime Minister smiled ambiguously.

Sheng Feihong is a young man, so he must understand what he said.

"Forehead……"

When Sheng Feihong heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Very good?
Which set?
You must try it if you have the opportunity.

Make a full set! ?
"The Prime Minister is joking, I am not that kind of person."

"Hehe." The prime minister smiled slightly, not picking up Sheng Feihong's words.

The bureau seat immediately asked: "Master Prime Minister, when will the envoys from the two countries come?"

The Prime Minister pondered for a moment and said, "It is estimated to be three days later."

Hearing "three days", Sheng Feihong was secretly surprised.

Although airplanes and ships have appeared, transportation is extremely inconvenient due to the influence of ghosts.

It would take three days for two neighboring countries to send out envoys.

tsk tsk!
The world where ghosts are rampant is really interesting.

After the dinner, the Prime Minister arranged for a car to take Sheng Feihong to the Beijing Supernatural Bureau before leaving.

Everyone went their separate ways.

Although Baimao's ghost exorcists were rescued and the yin energy in the town dissipated, there are still many follow-up tasks to be dealt with.

Sheng Feihong returned to the guest room to rest.

The lame man did not leave in a hurry, but followed behind him.

Although Sheng Feihong was aware of this, he didn't look back, he was waiting for the cripple to speak.

Walking into the corridor, it happened that there was no one here.

The lame man seized the opportunity and immediately spoke, calling Sheng Feihong to a halt: "Mr. Sheng, stop."

Sheng Feihong acted as if he didn't know anything, turned around and looked at the cripple in surprise: "You are?"

The lame man was not annoyed that Sheng Feihong didn't remember himself.

"Mr. Sheng, I'm a cripple. I met once at the gate of the state banquet hall before."

"Oh, is something wrong?"

Sheng Feihong's indifference was somewhat beyond the cripple's expectation.

He remembered that Sheng Feihong didn't look like this when he was facing the seat, why did he suddenly become like this?
"Uh... Mr. Sheng, actually... Actually, I have some things that I want to ask you."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Sheng, please come with me."

"Is it okay to say it here?"

"This... this..."

The lame man is gone.

Originally, he planned to give Sheng Feihong face for himself, and then he would give him face.

But the current situation is: Sheng Feihong can not give him face, but he has to give Sheng Feihong face.

After all, it was Sheng Feihong, not him, who was able to sit at the table with the prime minister, and who was also eating in the state banquet hall.

What's more, because of Sheng Feihong, the seats were lucky enough to be on the table.

The gap between these cannot be explained in a sentence or two.

At this moment, two exorcists appeared in the corridor, and the cripple's face changed slightly, and he said hastily, "Mr. Sheng, I have something to do today, let's talk about it another day."

"I can do it."

After saying that, the lame man turned around and left quickly.

Sheng Feihong stood still, watching the lame man leave until he disappeared into the corridor.

"Ah--"

Sheng Feihong sneered.

At this level, is it worthy of a match?

Even if the lame man didn't say anything, Sheng Feihong could guess a general idea of ​​his thoughts.

It's nothing more than "status"!
If the seat of the bureau was replaced by a cripple, maybe Sheng Feihong would not be very happy to cooperate with the Supernatural Bureau.

Not long after returning to the guest room, a ghost exorcist was entrusted by the bureau to give Sheng Feihong the "Research Documents on Spirituality".

The content on the "Spiritual Research Documents".

They were all sorted out by the Dragon Kingdom after several generations of time.

Although no results have been obtained, it has never stopped the Dragon Kingdom from looking for the gods.

Just when Sheng Feihong was going to look through the "Research Documents on Gods and Spirits" to find out the reasons for the appearance of ghosts and the absence of gods and spirits, Ge Nie's voice transmission suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Dijun, do you have time?"

"what happened?"

"Hell is very lively right now, if you are free, you must join in."

"..."

hell hilarious?

What kind of excitement?

Out of curiosity, Sheng Feihong temporarily put the "Spirituality Research Literature" aside, and then he had an idea to send himself to hell.

Tongue pulling hell, empty...a ghost.

All the ghosts that came in before were sent to the hell of scissors.

"Shh-"

In an instant, Sheng Feihong appeared in Hell of Scissors.

The result was an unexpected scene.

An old client in Hell, the mother-in-law Luosha held the handles of the scissors, looking excitedly at Mr. Yong Ye who was tearing apart with the middle-aged man who founded the fake Hell.

The skeleton Reaper hugged his crippled body, and looked at the three-headed dog gnawing on the bone in fear.

The bone in the mouth of the hell three-headed dog is from him.

The other ghosts either hid far away to watch the excitement, or fanned the flames by the sidelines, or were forced to join.

"Dijun, you are here."

Seeing Sheng Feihong appearing, Gai Nie immediately went up to meet him.

"What's the matter?"

Sheng Feihong asked in puzzlement.

Although it is normal to teach newcomers a lesson in hell.

But this is the first time that the gentleman of Yongye and the middle-aged man are singled out.

Gai Nie shook his head: "I don't know the details, but after we escorted the Skeleton Reaper to hell, we saw them fighting."

Gentleman of Eternal Night?The middle-aged man who founded the fake underworld?
The fighting scene between the two reminded Sheng Feihong of their common ground.

Everyone knows the Yin God of Hell!
Thinking of the "Spiritual Research Documents" again, Sheng Feihong immediately reprimanded: "Stop everything!"

No matter how you say it is cloudy.

He has the absolute right to speak in hell.

After Sheng Feihong's words fell, Mr. Yongye and the middle-aged man shuddered, and immediately let go, and the other ghosts also dispersed.

"Emperor!"

Gentleman Yong Ye has been here for a while, and he has learned all the rules that should be learned.

Seeing Sheng Feihong appear, he immediately knelt down and saluted.

The other ghosts were not slow to react, and fell to their knees one after another.

Except that the middle-aged man and the skeleton death god who just arrived were a little confused.

All the other ghosts know who is the boss here.

"what happened?"

Sheng Feihong asked Mr. Yongye.

Gentleman Yong Ye immediately said: "I used to be inmates with him, we haven't seen each other for many years, I miss him very much, so I can't help it."