Yin and Yang mediator

I don't know if it was because Lu Ci didn't wring Lu Zuojing dry, causing him to lose his soul. Until the time of Chinese New Year, he didn't make any more troubles.

In fact, in the residential area, although there are not many people like Lu Zuojing, there are definitely many.They often do things that do not rise to the legal level, and rely on their various "advantages" such as age and loud voice to affect the lives of others.

In order to have a happy New Year for himself, Lu Ci simply organized a surprise nighttime rectification operation, hoping to let everyone have a peaceful and beautiful Spring Festival.

It’s just that everyone probably thinks so. Recently, the assembly line of living souls in hell is full. When the servants saw Lu Citi slipping a bunch of living souls over, they had to say hello: “Look, we really don’t have any space here. .If this waits for the normal queue to finish the sentence, they will all be cold."

The living soul is limited by the body, and the more suitable time for torture is roughly the same as the time for sleeping.It's not a big problem to go beyond a little bit, but if you sleep for three or five days at a time, something big will happen.

Lu Ci saw that the team of souls sent to execution could compete with the Spring Festival Transport, so he could only slip back the strings of souls: "What should I do? Hell doesn't accept them."

The team of the urban management brigade has expanded and has been divided into several offices.The members of the night group accounted for one.When the colleague on duty saw the thing he used to bind the soul, he couldn't help being shocked: "Which adult actually lent you the whip?"

Civil servants in the prefectural government are also divided into ranks and ranks.

The errand who can guard the hell is very high in the sequence of civil servants.The whip is the standard equipment of Yin Zhai, and it can be regarded as a kind of standard magic weapon with quite good power and function.

Lu Ci didn't know this, so he replied casually: "The errant of Daoshan Little Hell gave it to me, saying that he used it before."

Colleagues from the night team pinched teeth and said, "Then use it well." After being a ghost for hundreds of years, this is the first time I know that there are old and new magical artifacts!He also gave Lu Ci an idea: "Didn't you make a living soul rag last time, you can also make it like that."

"Huh? Is it okay? I did it smoothly last time." The main reason is that Lu Zuojing is too good at making troubles, and he makes troubles for him every now and then.

At the beginning, people's attitude was quite good, after I mentioned it, they also changed.But as soon as the person left, he immediately reverted to his old ways, even worsened, and even introduced new ones!

It is obvious that he is encroaching on other people's interests everywhere, communicate with him well, but he still suffers from what he says, and he is the one who is being targeted.

Are you saying he is stupid?Except for the time when he was detained, he stepped on the edge of the red line every time.

After a few times, he also got it right.

When the urban management team came, he ignored it at all.

When Wei Feiyu came, he could still demean the young man.

In the end, Lu Ci could only come to mediate again and again.

To be honest, none of the few living souls that Lu Ci held was as capable as Shang Lu Zuo Jing.

Lu Ci thought for a while, and temporarily handed over the living souls to his colleagues: "Send them back for me first, and I'll go back and find a way."

Today he took the initiative to work overtime, and as soon as he left the office, the cold wind instantly stiffened his exposed face.

He quickly put on the hat and wrapped the scarf, two eyes were exposed on the whole face, trotted home, and got into the long-forgotten studio.

Xie Yibing heard the sound and came over, and brought him a cup of hot water: "Didn't you say it's going to be late, why are you back now?"

Lu Ci hugged Xie Yibing violently, and buried his chest to warm himself: "It's not enough, I need the whole... something that can use my imagination." After a pause, he added, "Give full play to your imagination!"

"Ah?" Xie Yibing was confused, seeing that he had already turned around to look for the material bag, and asked, "Are you hungry? Get you some supper?"

"A bit."

Xie Yibing quickly prepared a plate of various fried barbecue desserts for Lu Ci, trying to eat one for a pound.

Lu Ci didn't blink, and asked him to feed him. The ribs on his body didn't move at all, and his weight was stuck at 63.9KG. Let alone 65, he couldn't even reach 64. Xie Yibing's "fat" standard was even worse. By a large margin.

Soon, all kinds of takeaway ghosts and errand ghosts came to the family, bringing all kinds of things and ordinary technical ghosts.

After listening to Lu Ci's idea, all the ghosts worked together and spent one night making what Lu Ci wanted.

If Lu Ci didn't add chaos, the efficiency could be even higher.

Fortunately, Xiaolu, who has developed a regular routine, automatically shuts down at ten o'clock, and was taken away by Xie Yibing.

With the help of the errand ghosts, the technical ghosts moved the work to the urban management brigade and installed it. They didn't even ask for payment from the gold master, and went to the underworld without stopping.

Of course, Lu Ci is not the kind of stingy deer. After seeing the finished product, he immediately paid the final payment - a carload of New Year's flowers; he also gave a carload of fruits as a bonus for early delivery.

When the city guard came to the door, Lu Ci was studying the handicraft in front of the manual.

"Lord Lu."

The city guard yelled three times before Lu Ci was sure that the other party was calling him.

Lu Ci pointed to himself: "Call me?" Then he looked at the empty office, "Where did they all go?"

The city guard ghost had a pale complexion, exuding a strong sense of death, wearing a mighty armor, with a chilling aura.

Unlike the various ghost cultivators who are active in the world, they will give themselves a "beauty face".Even for a mop spirit like Huali, ordinary people would at most think he was sloppy, and wouldn't think he was a ghost.

Because of the special occupation of the city guard ghosts and their amazing strength, not to mention ordinary ghost cultivators, even those with civil servants, after feeling the opponent's aura, they all began to tremble.

Lu Ci didn't feel it at all, but he couldn't help but become serious: "Please sit down. I'll make you a cup of tea first."

The city guard was actually somewhat restrained. After he sat down, the steaming tea was instantly chilled in his hand, and he took a sip without changing his expression: "Lord Lu, I'm here this time to ask you something."

"You're welcome. If you have anything to say, just say it. As long as I can do it, I will help."

The city guard went straight to the point and said the request, the reason was that he saw the cartload of New Year's flowers that Lu Ci sent to the underworld.

The underworld does not know the years, it seems that every day is like this every year.

Although the city and some hells have been connected to electricity this year, only a few ghosts will use it to raise one or two pots of flowers.Where is it as shocking to see such a large car of flowers today.

As the ghost cultivators guarding the city, besides defending the city, they are practicing. They have saved a lot of resources over the years, so they should be able to exchange for a car, right?

The city guards who don't know much about prices in the world are not so sure.

Lu Ci had the experience of receiving gifts from good friends several times, so he probably knew a little bit.

However, it can be said that 90.00% of the items that can be stored in the hands of ghost cultivators are used for cultivation. They are indeed priceless treasures, but they are not suitable for use in the yang world.There are very few rare treasures like Xie Yibing who have nothing to do to "save Nang Fu" and have some rare treasures in the world.Some of the things in the world that ghost cultivators keep in their hands are extremely important when they were human beings, and it is impossible to exchange them.

After looking around in a daze, Lu Ci was more resourceful after all, and immediately called for foreign aid. He didn't notice that when the city defender heard him talking on the phone with Xie Yibing, his actions immediately became stiff.

Xie Yibing went to the office without waiting for the phone to hang up: "It's ok. I don't need any money, I'll pay for it." He said to the city guard who was sitting upright, "Go and look around, if there is anything you like, then we will be in the underworld You can come too."

So the city guard followed Lu Ci for a walk.

The ghost has its own dimensional wall, which will not be seen by the living. He did not make any modifications at the beginning.Slowly, he found more and more novel and interesting things, so he changed his attire according to the appearance of ordinary people.

Lu Ci applied for an all-in-one card for him, put some money in it, and let him play by himself.

It wasn't until after watching the movie at night that the city guard ghost came to Lu Ci again.

Lu Ci was still working overtime in the urban management brigade, holding a string of living souls in his hand and stuffing them into the small machine he made yesterday.

The city guard was shocked when he saw it: "Did you create a hell?"

"It's not hell, at most it's a castrated version." Lu Ci seriously explained, "I'm using this for some emergency treatment. The recent soul assembly line in hell is full. If these bad guys don't teach them a lesson, I'm afraid There will be troubles during the Spring Festival, so we have to give them a longer memory."

The living soul can be squeezed, deformed, or even cut, as long as it can be completely inserted back into the body in the end, it will not cause any serious consequences, at most it will be headaches, foot pains and fevers.

The problem is not big.

He only needs to pump a few times with Xiaoliu PIAPIAPIA, and he can draw the living soul down to the size of a finger.

The things that these souls do are not particularly serious, and the punishment does not involve bloody and violent scenes, so Lu Ci can watch the fun.

The city guard dared not speak.

If he used to call Lu Ci "Lord Lu" because of Xie Yibing's face, if he calls him again now, it is definitely from the heart.

In Lu Ci's eyes, a simple handicraft is nothing but in the eyes of the city guards.

You must know that the hell in the underworld is not a simple execution place, it is directly linked to a ghost's merits and demerits.On a larger scale, it is directly incorporated into the law.

Anything made casually is called a torture tool, not hell.

But when Lu Ci is used, it has the same effect as hell.

The city guard subconsciously took a step back, thinking whether he should go to Xie Yibing, maybe he would be kinder.At least I have never heard of Xie Yibing recreating a hell by himself, or in the world.

Lu Ci didn't know what the city guards were thinking, so he observed the operation of the simplified version of Hell, and after finding nothing wrong, he asked the city guards how they wanted to do the Spring Festival.

After recording the details one by one, he sent away the guard ghost, and found several people and ghosts in charge of cross-border work: "Can the TV broadcast work?"

He can use his mobile phone in the underworld, so he should be able to watch TV too?

"The underworld still has this demand?"

After some communication, Lu Ci went home and found Xie Yibing, looking at him with a new look.

Xie Yibing was taken aback by him, so he couldn't help but put down the work at hand: "What's wrong?"

"You still use spiritual power to set up the communication network of the underworld?!" Spiritual power can still be used like this?

"It's possible." The cultivation talent is so good that the Lord Yinshen who has a lot of spare time can come up with many strange ideas and put them into practice.

Xie Yibing didn't know the purpose of Lu Ci asking this, so he could only ask tentatively: "Then why don't I go fight first?"

Oh yes, he does have a fight, and several fights, at least to get his "no" problem solved!

In this way, the time is still a bit rushed!

Immediately, he stood up immediately, lowered his head and hugged Xiaolu, hurriedly said goodbye: "Don't wait for me today, go to bed first, I'll go fight for a few days first!"

The author has something to say:

Shouchenggui (￣□￣): This is hell.

Koyanagi (￣ω￣): This is a toy!

Shoucheng Ghost (→_→): This is a torture tool!

Koyanagi (=?ω?=): This is my toy!

Shouchenggui (╬￣dish￣): Not for playing!

Koyanagi (>ω<): I use it for playing!

(Finish)

感谢在2021-10-2215:29:11~2021-10-2315:32:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: trace 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of traces and eucalyptus leaves;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!