pat pat pat.
Water dripped on the floor, making a slight noise. The arrival of Fu Li did not attract the attention of his colleague Lao Luo. He stretched out his frozen hand and started knocking on the door three times.
Bang, bang, bang.
The sound is mechanical and stiff, and the intervals are almost exactly the same.
Fu Li walked to the door and said to Lao Luo, "You're blocking my way."
Lao Luo stopped, slowly turned his head to look at Fu Li, and muttered: "Take people's money, and people will eliminate disasters. Take people's money, and people will eliminate disasters..." While he was talking, he stretched out his hand to grab Fu Li's clothes. horn.
Fu Li tilted his upper body to the side, avoiding Lao Luo's outstretched hand.
"Xiao Fu, why have you been going for so long?" Zhang Shan opened the door and saw Lao Luo also, and joked, "Lao Luo, where did you go tonight, you're all wet?"
Hearing Zhang Shan's voice, Lao Luo turned to look at Zhang Shan with a smile: "I came to you on purpose."
"Let me do it..." Before Zhang Shan could finish a sentence, he was pushed into the room by Fu Li. He was unprepared and almost fell into a duel.
Bang!
When he looked up, he saw Fu Li squeeze into the room and slammed the door shut. Lao Luo's hand was caught in the crack of the door, making a painful roar. Zhang Shan was so frightened by this scene that he forgot to speak, and after a long time he said, "Xiaofu, are you, are you smitten with evil?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lao Luo's hand fall off!
"Hand, hand, hand!" Zhang Shan pointed at the arm that fell to the ground, and called out a male duck voice, "The hand has fallen!"
"Dude, don't get excited." The green-haired demon patted Zhang Shan's shoulder and put it on his forehead, "You are dreaming."
"Dreaming?" Zhang Shan dazedly walked to the lounge chair and sat down, then fell asleep on his stomach.
"People are unpredictable." The green-haired demon saw that Fu Li stepped on the broken hand, and the hand instantly disappeared. He shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect people outside to choose this buddy as a scapegoat. But this buddy is very courageous. Yes, I dare to pick up the red envelope with the death talisman."
"He didn't pick it up." Fu Li stomped his feet, "I picked up the red envelope."
Green-haired Demon: …
The life of their monster clan is not easy, and they are reluctant to waste this money.
"Then what should I do now?" The green-haired demon was puzzled. "Why did the grudge outside insist that this guy picked up the red envelope? Could it be that he had already chosen this guy to be the scapegoat before his death?"
"Maybe the birthday is just right." Fu Li remembered that the place where he picked up the red envelope that day was the place where Zhang Shan had to go on patrol. Maybe when he didn't know it, Lao Luo threw this kind of red envelope in the place where Zhang Shan would pass by.
Knowing that he may die, so he finds someone to die for, is it because human nature is afraid of death? Zhang Shan's lifespan is considered to be the longest among human beings. To let such a person die is to repay the debt. Don't these human beings understand this truth
Fu Li thought that he might never understand human thinking. He turned his head and glanced at Yinglu: "Take good care of Zhang Shan, I'll deal with the resentful ghosts outside."
"Okay, big brother." Yinglu obediently stood beside Zhang Shan.
Or the demon repair is simple and easy to understand and easy to communicate. Fu Li opened the door and walked out. And Lao Luo, whose arm was crushed by him, stood in the corridor staring at the door, the water flowing from his body merged into a small stream and almost flowed into the door.
"There is a difference between people and ghosts, you should go." Fu Li stepped on the water, and the water turned into mist and disappeared, and Lao Luo's body became much more transparent.
"I can't die!" There were tears in Lao Luo's eyes. "I still have a wife, children, and parents to support. What will happen to them if I die."
"Zhangshan also has a family, so why do you want him to die for you?" Fu Li said indifferently, "Life and death have fate. In a quarter of an hour, there will be an underworld messenger who will pick you up. Don't make unnecessary struggles."
"What do you know!" Lao Luo looked grim, revealing a deep wound on his face, "You are a yellow-haired boy with no father, no mother, not even a woman, know what is entanglement? Know what emotion is ? As long as I can accompany them, I am willing to do anything!"
"I don't quite understand this kind of feeling, but no matter you have thousands of reasons, it's not a reason to plunder others." Fu Li said calmly, "Other people's things are other people's, and robbing theirs is wrong."
"I owe people money, and it is only natural to collect debts. He owes me, and now it is time to pay it back." Lao Luo's body was full of sullenness, "Get out of the way!"
"The money you're talking about, shouldn't it be the ten-dollar red envelope?" Fu Li sighed, "For ten yuan, I want to buy someone else's life. It's too beautiful to think, and it's too shameless to do it. In this way, you still want others to die for you, do you think this is a little inappropriate?"
"I don't care, he owes me the money he picks up." Lao Luo is no longer human, and his character has become paranoid. In his eyes now, Fu Li is the one who hinders him. As for why Fu Li dared to stop him, and he knew about death in lieu of him, the ghost brain couldn't think of that.
"But it wasn't him who picked up the red envelope. I spent your ten dollars." Fu Li put a bar on the door, and even if Lao Luo slammed into the door, he couldn't get in, "Why don't you ask me for it? life?"
Lao Luo's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Fu Li: "Then you will die for me."
Fu Li reached out and stopped in front of Lao Luo, Lao Luo's whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move half a minute. Fu Li tilted his head and looked at Lao Luo, who looked very terrifying. His black and white eyes were clearly visible. There was no anger in his eyes, nor likes and dislikes. "The soul that has made mistakes should be punished."
Ding.
Ding.
Fu Li blinked, turned his head to look at the end of the corridor, and the figure of Li Xu gradually appeared.
When Li Xu saw the grudge who had been controlled by Fu Li to hold his head, Li Xu bowed to Fu Li as a junior in the cultivation world: "Mr. Fu."
"Are you here to cross the soul?" Fu Li let go of his hand, and the Soul Chain in Yue Xu's hand seemed to be alive, tying Lao Luo up, no matter how much Lao Luo struggled, the Soul Chain was deeply embedded in his body , twisting his body into a weird shape.
"Thank you Mr. Fu for helping me catch this grudge." Li Xu pulled the zipper chain and thanked Fu Li.
"It's just a little effort." Fu Li asked curiously, "Why are you here again today?"
"Maybe this is fate?" Li Xu smiled, and habitually wanted to touch his pocket to light a cigarette, remembering that Fu Li didn't have the habit of smoking, and put his hand back, "I didn't expect Mr. Fu to still work here."
Who would have thought that a demon cultivator who had lived for so many years would be reduced to being a security guard in human society.
"I have a question I want to ask you."
Being stared at by Fu Li's beautiful eyes, Li Xu subconsciously did not dare to refuse the other party's request: "Please speak."
"Do you know that those demon cultivators in Wuying Mountain were reincarnated 1900 years ago?"
"Mr. Fu, you should know that the underworld cannot control the birth, aging, illness and death of demon cultivators." Li Xu said apologetically, "The transformation of all living beings into demons depends on the right time and place for people. "
Fu Li fell silent, he naturally heard Bai Yuan talk about these things, but he suddenly remembered and asked a few more questions. He nodded and smiled: "I see, thank you for letting me know."
Li Xu hesitated for a moment, but before leaving, he told Fu Li the rumor he heard 1,920 years ago: "I heard that the little demon in Guishan might have been buried in the belly of the dragon, so..."
Now that the Qinglong family is so big, even their underworld has to give three points of courtesy. Even if Fu Li knows about it, what can he do
The tragic situation about the demon cultivator on the mountain back then spread loudly and vividly in the cultivation world. Since then, the demon cultivators have been in awe of the Azure Dragon Clan even more. It's a pity that those kind little demons lost their lives because of the waywardness of the Qinglong clan.
After Li Xu left, Fu Li opened the door and went back to the lounge. Yinglu picked up the phone and said, "Brother, it's raining less outside, I still have to deliver the order."
"Okay." Fu Li nodded, "Be careful on the road."
Yinglu nodded and trotted away. Not long after Yinglu left, Zhang Shan woke up and rubbed his head, "Xiaofu, why did I fall asleep?"
"Maybe it's too sleepy?" Zhang Shan saw that the fast food box on the table had been put away by Fu Li, got up and said to Fu Li, "Then you rest for a while, I'll go patrol."
"No need to go, I just went to see it once." Fu Li took a few pieces of toilet paper and wiped off the grease stains on the table.
"Xiao Fu, you are really a good friend." Zhang Shan stretched his arms around Fu Li's shoulder and shook his head, "By the way, I had a dream just now that Lao Luo came to borrow money from me, and I was in my pocket. I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find any money, so I didn't lend it to him."
After speaking, his shoulders drooped down weakly, "Even in my dreams, I am a poor dog. I feel sad when I hear it, cry when I see it, and abuse my heart and body."
Fu Li patted his head. In the human world, being too poor is indeed miserable.
"Xiaofu, I think you're shooting a dog?"
"Didn't you say you're a poor dog?"
"… "
The next morning, Fu Li and Zhang Shan were about to get off work. When they walked to the front desk, several security guards and the girls at the front desk surrounded them, as if they were talking about something, and their expressions were a little dignified.
"You guys started gossiping early in the morning?" Zhang Shan yawned, "Be careful when the guests come to see you like this and complain about you."
"You don't know yet?" Li Shi pulled Lazhang Mountain and asked him to say a few words less, "Something happened to Lao Luo."
"Lao Luo?" Zhang Shan was puzzled. "He was absent from work last night, and Xiaofu and I were on the floors of our group all night. Is he sick?"
Li Shi lowered his voice and said, "He is dead."
"Dead?" A certain picture appeared in Zhang Shan's mind, but when Fu Li walked to his side, the picture disappeared again. He rubbed his head and thought, maybe it was because he dreamed of Lao Luo borrowing money last night.
"Well, I heard that he fell into the water and drowned at noon yesterday. The body was only found in the middle of the night last night, and now his family is kneeling outside the hotel making trouble."
"He didn't go to work yesterday. Why did his family come to the hotel to make trouble?"
Li Shi shrugged, helpless.
When Fu Li walked out of the hotel door, he saw two elderly people kneeling outside, two children in filial piety, and a woman crying while covering her face. , Under the eyes of passers-by and countless mobile phones, it looks like a helpless duckweed, helpless and pitiful.
When the reporters who were waiting outside saw the hotel staff coming out, they hurriedly surrounded them: "Hello, are you an employee of the hotel? Can you tell us what you think about Mr. Luo's accidental death on the way to work?"
Fu Li blinked, and just when everyone thought he was about to speak, he suddenly ran away, and the reporter didn't respond.
Only then did the cameraman realize that there was something wrong with the camera, and the scene just now was not captured at all. The two looked at each other helplessly, and could only find the next interviewee.
When Fu Li went to work the next day, Lao Luo's family had already left. He heard that the hotel had paid the Luo family 800,000 yuan. Although Lao Luo, who claimed to be coming to work, did not go out at noon for work at all.
Fu Li didn't understand why, maybe it was because he didn't understand the human relationship in human society.
At noon, he met Wang Han, the big boss who rarely showed up in the hotel. Wang Han was very polite to him. After calling him into the office, he asked with a smile on his face, "Fellow Daoist, I heard that you went to the management office to recruit new students?"
Fu Li nodded.
Wang Han smiled more tenderly: "How are the exam results?"
"First in the martial arts test."
Wang Han looked at Fu Li's eyes as if he was looking at a peerless treasure: "Fellow Daoist, your cultivation is profound!"
"Looking at it now, it seems to be pretty good?" Fu Li recalled the demon cultivators he had met in the past three years, and nodded honestly, "It's all about the Daoist friends."
Wang Han: …
Is this self-effacing
"Okay!" Wang Han said excitedly, "If the Daoist friend is successfully admitted, I will give you a big red envelope on behalf of the hotel and my sect to congratulate the Daoist friend on the admission!" Although Fu Li was not the one who held the Moon Gate, he was still his employee, and he was involved, so he could be considered to have a little relationship.
In this era, who would think that he has too many connections
In order to have a relationship with the demon cultivators, the elders in their sect have the cheek to go to the demon league to play mahjong every day, exporting a lot of money every month. This time, the teacher opened a back door and put a demon cultivator in to work. He thought it was a little demon with no cultivation. How could he know that people were so awesome.
Wang Han had the ecstasy of being hit by a pie. They do ordinary cultivation up and down the Moon Gate, and they don't know how to make alchemy and refining tools, but they can make money and spend money. Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem.
Inside the Cultivation Management Department, Yao Xiu and Ren Xiu almost pulled out the magic weapon and rolled up their sleeves in order to discuss who to admit, but now they are restrained because Zhuang Qing is still sitting on top.
The Yaoxiu Department felt that Fu Li and Wei Cang from the Qingxiao faction should be recruited, because these two cultivations were the highest.
The Ren Xiu Department felt that the two places could not be given to Yao Xiu, and should be recruited by Fu Li, Zhong Ze or Daoist Qingxu.
"What is the most lacking thing in our management office, the most lacking thing is thugs, isn't it just right to admit Fu Li and Weicang?" Lin Gui said, "Besides, we are speaking according to the results, the demon cultivator and the human cultivator are equal, at this time. What is the difference between human and demon, and what is the purpose of our management office, it is to help each other and be equal to each other.”
"Lin Gui is right, all things are equal." Huang Can answered with a smile.
"Why didn't you say that when you were eating chicken legs at noon today?" Xu Yuan asked back, "Chicken is equal to you, why would you eat him?"
Huang Can, who had eaten two chickens at noon, silently closed his mouth.
Someone on the side of Renxiu whispered: "It depends on the grades. Fu Liwen's test scores are the worst among the five cultivators, so let's just admit Wei Cang from the Qingxiao faction and Zhong Ze from the pastoral faction."
As soon as this statement came out, all the cultivators in the room looked at this person cultivating with the eyes of an idiot, and there was a demon cultivator who Wu Neng punched Suan Yu and Zhu Yan, and Wen Neng explained the ancient cultivation methods. Admission, they have no problem with their brains.
Even if you are cheeky and add another admission quota this year, you must not let Fu Li go, okay
"I hope..." Zhuang Qing folded his hands and put them on the table, "Everyone don't make some thoughtless comments."
People who propose not to admit Fu Li:…
At this moment, he not only stood on the opposite side of the demon cultivator, but also stood on the opposite side of the human cultivator. He can't wait to shrink himself into a ball and no longer be glanced at by everyone's death eyes.
"I have a little suggestion that is not very mature," Ning Xuan said in the silence, "Human-related departments have a policy of non-staff personnel. The five candidates who stayed this year are very good, and they are all good at fighting. They are not as good as us. Learn from the advanced experience of human beings and recruit a few non-staff personnel.”
"For example, that Sour Yu can be regarded as a non-staff." Bao Yu, who was sitting in the corner, had a worried expression on his face, "He is almost running out of food in the kitchen, we can't raise such a big rice bucket to eat and drink for nothing."
Cultivators: …
"What do you think?" Zhuang Qing glanced at the cultivators, but no one objected.
"I will tell the above everyone's opinions, and if the above approves, follow this method." Zhuang Qing stood up, suddenly thought of something, and said to the cultivators who were about to get up and leave, "When everyone is in front of Fu Li, Be polite."
Everyone thought that the boss said domineeringly, when I was covering this demon cultivator, Zhuang Qing said the following sentence.
"I'm afraid that you will anger him. When I'm beaten, I can't stop it."
Several cultivators who witnessed Fu Li beat the acid and the picture with their own eyes nodded their heads.
Don't mess with it, definitely don't mess with it.
Two days later, the admission results were posted.
Fu Li and Qingxiao sent Wei Cang to be admitted as a regular employee.
In addition, there are four other cultivators, Zhong Ze of the Pastoral School, Taoist priest of Lin'an Guan Qingxu, Huang Long, the yellow-throated demon, and the unknown demon Song language, as non-staff personnel, who can sign labor contracts with the management office.
The author has something to say: Zhuang Qing: This demon is covered by this dragon! 【Because I can't beat it~】