After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"Hey, you're new here, why haven't I seen you before?"

The Dali Temple's warden, who was tall and strong, like a bear, saw Li Shiliu, who had already disguised himself as a man and was a clerk in the Ministry of Revenue. He curiously gestured at the short man, who was just as tall as his chest.

"How pitiful! He is so short and thin. I'm afraid he never had enough to eat since he was a child."

I didn't expect that the Dali Temple prison warden, who had a great reputation and a ferocious look outside, had become familiar with the Ministry of Revenue and turned out to be such a compassionate and idiotic person.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't think that you can bully our people in the Ministry of Revenue just because you are bigger.

I'll have Uncle Song beat you up later."

Ever since he accidentally discovered that Uncle Song, the personal coachman of the old monkey Li Lianggong, was a master, the prison warden of the Dali Temple challenged Uncle Song three times out of curiosity. In the end, although he failed, he was still honorable because among all the yamen runners of the Dali Temple, only the prison warden lasted for half an hour under Uncle Song's hands, while the others started to stack people up in a quarter of an hour.

From then on, the Dali Temple Prison Warden learned what respect means in the Ministry of Revenue.

When the Dali Temple prison warden, who looked like a bear, heard Li Lianggong bring up Uncle Song, his nemesis, he immediately reached out and touched the back of his head and smiled innocently.

"I just care about this little brother.

Nothing else.

hey-hey. "

After explaining a few sentences, the warden of the Dali Temple grabbed the big green flower in his hand and wrapped it around his body neatly, tied a knot, then adjusted the conspicuous big green flower to the most eye-catching position on his chest, and then puffed out his chest proudly.

Seeing this strange little brother curiously looking at the big green flower in his hand, the prison warden of the Dali Temple quickly reached out and snatched the big green flower from the other party, saying enthusiastically: "This is the logo of our debt collection team.

As long as the brothers who join our debt collection team, each of them will have one. This is your first time to join the debt collection team, you don’t know how to bring it, come, I will bring it for you. "

Just as he was about to put the big green flower on Li Shiliu, he was hurriedly stopped by the old monkey Li Lianggong beside him.

Li Lianggong, who was quick-witted and agile, jumped up and slapped the hand of the prison warden of the Dali Temple with force, and protected Li Shiliu behind him.

"What, what?

Don't think that our people in the Ministry of Revenue are so easy to bully. They are short in stature and they are the essence.

You are such a big guy, you only have height but no brains, don't rely on your size to bully our people in the Ministry of Revenue."

"Minister Li, you misunderstood. I really didn't mean to bully this little brother. We are all family. I just wanted to help him put on the logo of our debt collection team."

The prison warden of the Dali Temple seemed a little aggrieved.

His immediate superior, Dali Temple Minister Meng Qisui, suddenly said, "Don't delay, collecting the debt is more important."

There was no one in his superior's position to protect him as usual, so the warden of the Dali Temple didn't dare to say a word and could only smile awkwardly.

Meng Qisui took two steps forward, handed his big green flower to Li Shiliu, and said, "Here you go, take it."

Seeing Li Shiliu smiling and taking the big green flower from his hand, her smooth fingers gently brushed across Meng Qisui's palm. Meng Qisui felt his heart skip a beat, and his palm felt itchy and a little hot.