Reaper is a little poor

I didn't expect this person's physical condition to be so poor, and it was a miracle that he could grow so big.

But you're lucky to meet me!

Now that the person has been sent to a safe place, Qing Bi looked around to make sure there was no one there, then opened the window and flew out as a god of death.

These days, the hospital's technology is high-end, and not many people die.

Qingba stayed in the hospital for more than an hour and didn't smell the smell of dead souls.

Before returning to the underworld, Qing Miao went around the city and collected a few dead souls.He has to go back and ask about the messenger.He was fascinated by money just now, so he didn't think much about other things, and now he is a little sober.

Before that, Qing Miao had only heard that other gods of death had envoys, but not many.Most Reapers don't find a Messenger particularly necessary.Qing Miao has never thought of forming a contract with humans, so he has not studied this aspect, but only knows about it.

With a few wisps of unconscious dead souls, Qing Miao flew to Gong Ming's place.

Gong Ming is the underworld official.

He has the widest range of knowledge, like an encyclopedia of the underworld, and he must know the most about contracts.

From a distance, Qing Biao saw Gong Ming surrounded by several gods of death.

Today is still very busy! Qing Bi sighed.

However, the working speed of the underworld official is also very fast, and it will be his turn soon.

Qing Mo handed over the dead soul to Gong Ming and asked, "Old man Gong Ming, I want to ask you about the contract?"

Gong Ming, who was busy, reached out and slapped him on the head without raising his head, and reprimanded him: "Master Mingguan, why are you always not big or small?"

Qing Mo patted his head as if nothing had happened, and said with a naughty smile: "Hey, let's talk about business, I signed a contract with a human yesterday, but I don't know much about it, so just tell me." After finishing speaking, Qing Bi turned her head and looked around: "Anyway, there is no one now."

"Ah! Brother Qingba!"

As soon as Qing Hua's voice fell, a familiar voice sounded from behind.

"Hey! Heiwu! What a coincidence." Qing Bi turned her head and waved her hand to say hello.

Looking at the big boy who appeared next to him, Qing Bi joked, "Why, the big desert you stayed in finally has a ghost coming?"

Heiwu nodded and shook his head again: "Someone is here, but I made a contract with that person." After finishing speaking, he turned and looked at Mingguan expectantly: "Master Mingguan, tell me about the contract. Well, I'm not sure about that."

"Oh?" Qing Mo looked at Hei Wu strangely: "Why are you asking the same thing as me?"

"Ah?" Heiwu looked at Qingba in surprise: "Brother Qingba...you?"

Qing Mo looked up at the sky: "I also made a contract with someone..."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at Gong Ming together: "Lord Underworld Official!"

Gong Ming looked at the two people in front of him angrily, pointed at Qing Bian and said: "How did you learn it before!! Look at what you have brought Hei Wu into! If I had known this before, I shouldn't have asked you to guide him !"

Afraid of being beaten by Gong Ming again, Qing Hua dragged Hei Wu away to hide and defended: "You also know that I have a bad memory, and I have forgotten everything I should and shouldn't forget!"

If the old man Gong Ming knew that he made a contract with human beings casually for money, he would definitely be beaten badly.

Qing Miao felt that Gong Ming's beard was about to stand up in anger.

Gong Ming stared at Qing Mian fiercely, thinking that since the matter is a foregone conclusion, it is useless to be angry, so he stroked his beard and said slowly: "Mingshi has been around since ancient times, because the god of death lives in the underworld. , unable to know the information of the human world all the time, so they made a contract with human beings, and they voluntarily became messengers to connect with the soul of the god of death."

"But because the souls are connected, you must understand each other before making a contract with a human being, and only make a contract when you feel that you can fully trust it."

"After the contract is established, the god of death and the messenger can be summoned and communicate with each other."

"Can it be lifted?" Heiwu could only ask from a distance because he was being pulled by Qingba.

"It's not impossible to cancel it." Gong Ming paused, and then continued: "As long as the soul of one party to the contract is annihilated. But even if one party's soul is annihilated, the other party must convert this experience into equivalent pain. Let's take it together."

After finishing speaking, Qing Bian, who was ten feet away, still ate a chestnut from Gong Ming.

"Since the contract has been concluded, let's make good use of it!" Gong Ming looked at the people standing far away and shook his head.

Qing Bi patted Hei Wu's shoulder and said quietly: "Sorry, I tricked you... If he is a scumbag, I will kill him for you."

Heiwu said nervously: "Brother Qingba, don't think so, the god of death can't kill people, and I don't think that person is particularly bad."

That's right, although the god of death can seduce the soul, he can't kill people casually.

"Smelly boy, go away quickly, don't block my work!" Gong Ming saw that the god of death was approaching not far away, and hurriedly started to chase people away.

Qingba looked at her fingers, and there were only faint traces of the wound from the previous contract.

I don't know why, but I always feel that I have suffered a big loss.

Qing Hua suddenly thought of something and asked in doubt: "Heiwu, I didn't teach you how to form a contract, how did you get cheated?"

Heiwu thought for a while before replying, "That dead ghost taught me."

"Then why do you want to make a contract with someone for no reason?" Qing Ba thought of the reason why he made the contract, and couldn't help but wonder about Heiwu's reason

Seeing that Hei Wu hesitated for a long time without saying the reason, Qing Mo said with a smile: "I'll just ask casually, it's okay if it's not convenient, don't be so serious."

"But how did things from the underworld spread to the human world?"

"Yeah, how do humans know about this?"

……

world

In a luxuriously decorated office, a man was sitting there looking down at something.

knock --

"Come in." The voice was tired but steady.

After getting permission, a man in standard work clothes pushed open the office door and walked in, holding a bulging file bag in both hands.

"Boss, this is the latest material sent by the people from the magazine, please have a look."

"Well, put it away."

After receiving the order, the man put the file bag in his hand neatly on the side of the table and exited the room.

After a long time, the man finished the work in hand, and then raised his head to look at the file bag. After thinking for a while, he reached out and took the bag over, leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly, and opened it slowly.He reached out and took out a stack of A4 papers from the bag.There are words on each piece of paper, and there are pictures mixed in, and the protagonist of each piece of paper is the same-the popular actress You Lian.

The man was Shen Rui who narrowly escaped death some time ago.

Shen Rui is the founder of Tianhe Entertainment Company, while You Lian is an artist under the company and the pillar of the company, cultivated by Shen Rui.

In order to prevent the company's appearance from being slandered, Shen Rui has distributed eyeliners in various magazines. As long as there is any gossip that is not good for You Lian, it will be intercepted before it is reported, and then sent to Shen Rui.

Shen Rui quickly flipped through these reports, and they were all gossip with similarities and minor differences.

Soon, a stack of papers has been turned over.When she was about to put down the paper, Shen Rui paused, and raised her hand to turn the report to the last page. The gossip on this paper was actually somewhat different from the previous ones. The protagonist was no longer You Lian—but herself.

It was written impressively on the page: President of Tianhe Entertainment Company: Shen Rui actually lived in and out of the same-sex man together, and became obsessed with sexual orientation.

Shen Rui carefully looked at the picture accompanying the article. It was the picture from the night of her accident, and the fire upstairs could still be seen in the background.In the photo, I was still in a state of body remodeling, and was brought downstairs by the Grim Reaper.In the photo, she lowered her head halfway and was not photographed face-on. On the contrary, the face of the god of death was photographed very clearly. Looking at this face in the photo, Shen Rui could understand why her sexual orientation was suspected—— This is a face that makes people commit a crime!

Shen Rui glanced at the title again before closing the file.There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth...

boom!

A sudden loud sound that was close at hand made Shen Rui, who was in a good mood, put away her smile and frowned slightly.

When I looked up, I saw an extra wooden sign on my desk. The sound just now was made when the wooden sign fell and collided with the table. At this time, the sign was turned upside down, and it looked familiar.Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing a black cloak appeared in front of him out of thin air, and was still floating in midair.

Chapter 4

"Hey! My envoy." Qing Mo stood happily in the air, looking down at the envoy who was much lower than him, the refreshing feeling of being looked up to made him feel a little bit at a loss.

"Tsk, it's been a while since I haven't seen you, it looks like your body has become a lot stronger." Qing Mo still didn't forget to tease first, and then said in a tone that nothing about you can escape my eyes, "I checked, you are indeed Very rich."

Some time ago, every time I thought that I was a majestic god of death who was seduced by a dead human being and bound him into a contract, Qing Mo felt very entangled in his heart. He felt that human beings were really too cunning, so he worried about investigating this man. details.

While listening to Qing Biao's speech, Shen Rui reached out to pick up the upside-down wooden sign on the table, and glanced at it, and there were five words in bold and capital letters on it: Qing Biao's spiritual position.

"Well, this is my spiritual tablet, it's my meeting gift for you!" Qing Mo likes to stand in the air and talk like this, and doesn't want to come down: "I have saved your life by making a contract with you, so if you thank me Just enshrine my spiritual seat, burn a stick of incense every day, and burn some paper money every now and then."

Shen Rui didn't expect that the god of death would actually come to ask for money.

I thought about it