The life of a migrant worker

I have been scammed.

In short, I was deceived by the judge, a guy who couldn't tell if he had thick eyebrows or big eyes.

He asked me if I would like him to help introduce a job, and I said that I would work under Lord Yan Mo.

This guy thought for a long time, and finally spit out a word to me: "Yes."

I inserted Yamabagiri's body into the waist belt, naively thinking that the official staff of the Jifu might go to Takamagahara or other places to go through the entry procedures.

Because the old-fashioned image of this kid was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, he didn't even have the slightest vigilance against his tricks. He followed the judge out of the underworld honestly and without any objection.

As a result, he turned a corner and came to a place that looked like a hell, entered the main hall there, talked with the young ghost in a black and red kimono, then turned his head and said to me: "This is what you will do in the future." It's time to work, and the specific position depends on the arrangement of the first assistant officer."

At this time, I, who was wandering in the sky, realized something was wrong.

Before I opened my mouth to ask, I felt a heavy hand resting lightly on my shoulder behind me. Although it was just supporting me, I could still feel the huge area of ​​this hand beyond ordinary people.

A shadow like the Great Demon King Roshan appeared in front of me, almost covering the light source from the candlelight in the hall, but before I raised my head to find out, a kind voice came from above my head: "Oh, this is the one from High-level talents brought in from the next door? There is a shortage of people here, it really helps a lot!"

Almost instantly, the judge turned his head and walked away. At this time, I was still looking up at this tall and strong man, immersed in complaints about this strange image.

The strong man scratched his head friendly and introduced himself to me. He was wearing clothes that were 100% similar to those of the gods in the temple. As soon as he spoke, I felt something was wrong.

He said: "Hi, it's our first time meeting! I am the king of Yan Mo in hell."

I was cracked at first.

I want to work under the glamorous Lord Yan Mo, not under the bearded King Yan Mo——

This is workplace fraud!This is really a blatant workplace fraud, right?Unexpectedly, Mochizuki Mori, who hesitated, would encounter workplace fraud on this day!Are you worthy of Lord Yan Mo's trust, you bastard!

I couldn't help pointing fingers at this guy in my mind.

Unexpectedly, he has a crush on the Lord of the Underworld, and used such dirty methods to suppress me, a competitor who is not considered a competitor!The judge is really narrow-minded than a mung bean!

In fact, I am not afraid that he will leave me here alone. In fact, I remember the way back. Unfortunately, because I am not a staff member of the underworld, I cannot find the correct way to open the gate of the underworld.

Before I could figure out what to do next, King Yan Mo enthusiastically pushed me sideways into the hall. He really didn't have the airs of the king of hell, and he happily introduced me as he walked: " Oh, it’s called Hesi-kun, right? After the war, the birth rate increased, so the jobs in the underworld also increased day by day. You can’t imagine how turbulent the environment in the other world is..."

In the end, he finally said enthusiastically as if he had just seen it: "Hesitant Sen-kun is new here, why don't you let me show you around the environment!"

Then I saw that thin and handsome young man who was as thin and handsome as the judge, and he was not a powerful type, he took out a mace from nowhere, and slammed Yan Mo, who invited me to work together, into the wall .

The super-sized King Yan Mo was embedded in the wall, and some of the bricks were smashed, and as he climbed out, he crackled and dropped slag.

But the young man was indifferent to this scene. Holding a mace in his hand, he coldly warned the highest responsible person in the underworld: "Since you know that there is a lot of work, don't just think about being lazy all day long."

Only later did I know why King Yan Mo is a good man, but he didn't show disobedience.

At first, I thought that like Mr. Ubuyashiki, he was a boss who followed the route of spiritual enlightenment, but I didn't expect that the assistant officer beside him, who was a little petite by him, was the real actual supervisor.

And according to the frequency with which Mr. Ghost Lamp beats his boss up and down, maybe he is the villain with the temperament of a 'behind the scenes'.

As for King Yan Mo, in short, the only advantage of being the Lord of the Underworld is that he is very durable. I almost suspect that the reason why the assistant officer uses brute force is because he feels like a sandbag when he is beaten.

In short, with the help of Mr. Ghost Lantern, I have successfully entered this messy hell.

After I worked in the main departments of several hells for a period of time, and watched the assistant officer ping-pong-pong discipline King Yan Mo every day, Mr. Ghost Lantern gave me a formal letter of appointment.

——Then the magistrate of the Eight Cold Hells hesitated, His Excellency Mochizuki Mori, and thus took office!

To be honest, I really didn't expect to become a police officer. Although I am a sheriff, but because I work at the Wutengu Police Station, my work is really very leisurely.

It is called the Yatengu Police Station, and naturally the most of them are Yatengu. I drink tea every day and watch my colleagues go out to the police to join in the fun because they are too big and small, and because it is not a big job. It was over, and then ran back with a huff.

Wutiangou is a dark bird, like a dark cloud floating in the sky of the underworld, and it is an ominous sign in the eyes of the residents who are not doing their jobs in various hells.

But the Santuchuan Weekly reporter named Xiaopan always likes to run to the Wutiangou police station. He was supposed to be a reporter for the gossip section, not an editor for the reporting department.The eyes of this cat often circled between me, Minamoto Yoshitsune, and Yamabuki Kunihiro. I really don’t know what news is being dug in a place like the police station.

But my colleagues all said, "That's all because of the beautiful looks of Mori-kun and Yoshitsune."

Yamabuchi doesn't like to be praised for being beautiful, so his colleagues just skipped this point and didn't mention it.

But I think it doesn't matter, as long as there are people there, comparisons and flattery cannot be avoided. In fact, it is not a big deal to be praised and stared at.

Anyway, the underworld is a place where strength speaks. Mr. Ghost Lantern has managed this place in an orderly manner, not to mention that there have been no abnormalities here for so many years?So everyone will not look at me with eyes that look at other people.

Yoshitsune is a handsome man praised by everyone, but he may be tired of being a weak and beautiful boy, full of thoughts of fulfilling his long-cherished wish of becoming a wrestler during his lifetime.

After the Assistant Officer heard that he wanted to exercise to become a muscular man, he said something like "It's too wasteful", so he took out a mace and gave it to him. The white dog became a stick figure in fright.

In fact, it is no wonder that the Assistant Officer thinks so, because Yuan Yoshitsune is the darling of magazines and newspapers after all, and his image has been reflected in Huang Quan's promotional posters for other circles several times.

I have to say that shooting commercials is a test of mentality. Although I have also shot several covers because of work, like Minamoto Yoshitsune, there are advertising posters on the street that say "no visa is prohibited to stay in the world" On the cover of the law-enhancing handbook distributed by the police station, the hands are crossed and the rejection gesture of "baa" is made.

By the way, it's worth mentioning that because of the publication of the "Wu Tiangou Police Station Handsome Man" special by the gossip reporter Xiaopan, the business in the police station suddenly ushered in an inexplicably busy period.

It seems that Minamoto Yoshitsune often receives all kinds of inexplicable letters and phone calls because of his famous relationship, and I also suffered some harassment.

Originally, I only felt that the kimono that was biased toward men was spacious and comfortable. In winter, I could add a lot of clothes to keep warm. Except for the ghost lantern and Yanma King who had read my files, everyone in hell naturally misunderstood me as male.

The constant harassment has seriously interfered with my daily life, and now that I'm completely indifferent to the world's belittling of women's identity, I confess my gender.But after that, it seems that the number of guys who come to the police station every day under the guise of reporting or complaining, but actually like to run over and stare at my face, has not decreased...

For this reason, I feel a lot of confusion and headache.

The owner of the mansion store who works in Zhonghe Hell Flower Street has his opinion. This idle fox has been invited to drink tea several times because of the bad influence of gathering people for illegal gambling.Because I was a frequent visitor who was interviewed, I learned to come up to talk to me without shame.

He was smoking a cigarette, and the second-hand smoke from the pipe came out in various strange shapes, and he spoke with the usual tact and emphasis of a fox: "Although Mr. Hexisen is a new ghost, he doesn't understand these things at all! Come to think of it, what's the difference anyway?"

"Hey, you are so beautiful that people can't move their eyes away, but you are too cold to be easily approached. You are undoubtedly a beauty that is hard to offend....Facing a person like you, do you have a brain? Can there be any other questions to question gender? Beautiful people can do whatever they want, this is beyond doubt!"

I don't know whether what Ah Ji said is true or not, but it doesn't really matter if it's true or not, because unlike Yoshitsune who has to stay in the police station every day to command the work, I don't spend much time in hell. how long.

The magistrate of Bahan Hell seems to have a large jurisdiction, but he is still very leisurely. He does some things to maintain discipline and arrest fugitives every day. Even without me, the Yatengus below can do well by themselves .

Under the circumstances of such a shortage of manpower in hell, Mr. Ghost Lantern will certainly not allow me to start working for the elderly early.

In fact, as early as the probationary period of each department rotation, the first assistant officer of Huiyanzhizhu took a fancy to my excellent social skills, and gave me the words of "fully showing a refreshing and unique style", "not at all Fall into Hell's high evaluation.

So I spend most of my time in constant travel.

In addition to the Japanese hells, of course there are western hells and Greek hells or hells in Egypt and other places.Anyway, because of the civilization of the times, all parts of Hell and Hades will often communicate and learn, but I will not be welcomed in any place.

So I have been complained about beating foreign guests.

I'm horrified at the fact that I did something wrong at the beginning of my career in diplomacy.

However, Mr. Ghost Lantern did not blame me afterwards, and he also demonstrated to me the correct way to entertain guests in hell.

So I watched helplessly as he scared Satan, who came to visit, to the point where he carried the train away without even eating dinner, and scared Bebsi, who was visiting and studying, so sweaty that he would not forget to write it down in his little book when he went back to hell. Record his atrocities.

He said that the mistakes made were not a big deal in themselves, because the place was a place without mercy, so violence like this happened to be the right way to solve the problem.

I seem to understand why.

The reason why I was complained was not because I beat the guests, but because I didn't beat the guests hard enough!