The eighth hall is in charge of the city king.
Normally, the Eighth Hall is fine. The ghosts who can come to the eighth hall basically have to go to the pot to suffocate twice, but it is a matter of degree.
These ghosts brought troubles and distress to their close relatives during their lifetime, so after death, they were thrown into the eighth hall to feel the distress like being boiled.
As for the case of injustice, it was resolved earlier, and those who want to be reincarnated will go directly to the tenth hall.
So the eighth palace of the Metropolitan King is very empty.
I really want to fish when I'm empty.
Once you touch fish, you will be more free.
Work well, the compression is done in an hour.
There was a pile of documents piled up on the desk of Metropolitan King, and the screen in front of him was still scrolling, but he was lying on the table, playing with the tablet with his head down.
Matchmaking is so much fun.
uno is also fun.
It is also very fun for big fish to eat small fish.
Why is minesweeping so much fun
Whenever someone gets the tablet of Metropolis King and looks at the daily usage time, he will find that the average daily use is at least 13 hours. Main job.
"The game is really fun."
The Metropolitan King buried his head in response: "Yes."
"Do you still hope that there will be a few more games in the world, and burn a few more latest game consoles by the way?"
Hearing this voice, the Metropolitan King felt that something was wrong, and immediately locked his tablet, stuffed the documents on his desk, pulled a guilty and hypocritical smile and looked at the person: "Wen Ji, why are you here? Does King Qin Guang have anything to say?"
Wen Ji was a concubine in the harem during her lifetime, but she became a ghost messenger by chance after her death, and was later promoted to a judge. She is a judge belonging to the first hall, she is extremely beautiful, and she is even more appropriate in her work.
In the underworld, almost no one would dislike Wen Ji.
Except for the city king at this moment.
He was almost scared to death by Wen Ji.
Wen Ji didn't mention the city king fishing again. She just stood there and asked kindly: "The small owner of the hotpot restaurant in the human world that I talked about in the meeting before is now a guest in the first hall. Just now, including King Qin Guang, King Yama, and King Lunzhuan, they all agreed that the hotpot restaurant opened near the eighth hall. Best. We should come together later."
Hearing this, the Metropolitan King was taken aback for a moment: "The three Kings of Hades are all in the same hall?"
Wen Ji replied: "Yes."
A current boss of the underworld, a former boss of the underworld, and a smiling tiger.
The Metropolitan King felt that he had been cheated, and muttered: "Why don't you drive to the Seventh Palace, it's quite hot there."
Wen Ji thought about it: "Probably because the Seventh Temple is too bloody, it's not suitable for a small boss in the world to open a shop."
There is a reason.
The city king still felt that this group of people thought he was too idle, so he threw them over, trying to make himself less fishy.
This is really scary.
"Isn't it just to open a hot pot restaurant." The Metropolitan King felt relieved, "Leave it to..."
Wen Ji laughed and interrupted the Metropolitan King: "This kind of authority cannot be delegated to the hands of judges. According to the original idea, ghosts who have eaten hot pot must be prepared to reincarnate. It is about reincarnation, and you have to come forward no matter what. .”
City King: "..."
Wen Ji smiled.
City King: "I suspect you want to persecute me."
Wen Ji continued to smile: "How could it be? I am the judge of the first hall, not the tenth hall."
The city king thought: "That's right, I'm going to go to reincarnation after eating, why isn't the tenth hall in charge? It must be the reincarnation king who wants to persecute me."
Wen Ji: "..."
Wen Ji suspects that the city king has fished too much and messed up his mind.
The palace of the eighth hall is no different from other palaces in terms of specifications.
The city king has been notified, and he still has to show the appearance of the king of Hades. He waved his hand to tidy up the palace a little bit, and then made a bunch of tables and chairs, as if welcoming the little boss of the hotpot restaurant.
Then he lowered his head and pulled out the tablet: "I'll talk about it after I've finished this game."
Wen Ji: "..."
…
After the address of the hot pot restaurant is finalized in the eighth hall, King Yama and King Lunzhuan are going back to work. As the first palace, King Qin Guang had the heaviest workload, so naturally he couldn't receive Meng Xiaoni well.
After a few courtesies, the matter of opening a hot pot restaurant was completely handed over to the Metropolitan King.
Jiang Jiang took Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng to the eighth hall.
The road from the ghost gate to the palace is mostly an ordinary road, with stone pillars on the side of the road, and lights on the top of the pillars, emitting a small light to guide the way. On the road from palace to palace, there are no guiding signs.
Instead, there are guide lights that glow with a warm white light.
The guide lamp is made of metal, slightly fat, retro and cute, and there is a sign leading to the number palace written on the surface.
"The first guide work was done by ghost messengers. Later, the workload was too heavy, so this kind of guide light was designed." Jiang Jiang obviously liked this kind of light, and lightly tapped the body of the guide light, "The principle is firefly."
Fireflies are green and this one is white.
Meng Xiaoni looked at the guide lights that were tapped, tilted her body, and tried to maintain a steady and continue to lead the way, and felt that this kind of light was very pleasing.
The guide lights led them to the gate of the eighth hall, and the light turned into a warm warm red.
Meng Xiaoni stopped in her tracks.
After waiting for a while, ghost messengers immediately came to invite them in.
Meng Xiaoni followed a ghost to the door.
As soon as I entered, I heard a complaining voice full of anger: "What's wrong with me playing another game? Why don't you play games when you're the King of Hades?"
And a very helpless female voice: "The king of the city, people are coming."
When Meng Xiaoni entered the door, she saw an older man sitting in the main seat. He was dressed in the same luxurious clothes as the previous three, but his face was slightly fat, his hairline was a little high, and his face was a little unhappy.
Next to the man was a woman who wore similar clothes to Jiang Jiang's, but in light yellow.
Also a judge.
Jiang Jiang cupped his hands: "I've seen you, sir."
Meng Xiaoni then cupped her hands: "I've seen you, sir."
The Metropolitan King frowned and waved his hands: "Sit wherever you want. I know about the hot pot restaurant. Where do you want to build it? What tools do you need? How many helpers do you need? What time does the store open?"
He said a series of words in one breath, and Meng Xiaoni was a little confused.
Seeing Meng Xiaoni's dazed look of not knowing anything, the Metropolitan King turned to look at Wen Ji beside him, and became even angrier: "Why doesn't she know anything? In the game, this store can go bankrupt within a day."
The audience: "..."
Jiang Jiang took a step forward, not knowing whether to laugh or cry to explain to Meng Xiaoni: "My lord, the little boss I just notified yesterday brought people to the underworld today. You Hades don't have any detailed ideas about this matter, and even the location of the shop on the side of the eighth hall has just been finalized." of."
The Metropolitan King slapped the table: "What do you mean, you want me to think about it?"
If you disturb the city king to fish, you will naturally be bombarded by the city king.
Jiang Jiang, who was implicated, looked helplessly at Wen Ji who was next to Dudu Wang.
Wen Ji took out the tablet of Metropolitan King: "My lord."
The Metropolitan King frowned: "Huh?"
"There are a total of 135 simulation business games on your tablet, of which 23 are running restaurants and are currently playing. Among these 135 games, there is only 1 hot pot restaurant that you have abandoned." Wen Ji turned the tablet to City King, Ask in a tempting tone, "Don't you want to open a physical hot pot restaurant?"
The Metropolitan King was shocked by Wen Ji's idea.
Wen Ji smiled at the city king: "The theme can be designed by oneself, and the ingredients can be found by oneself. Even the pot is ready-made in the Eighth Palace. The recent volcanic eruption has been serious, and the heat is enough to make a hot pot."
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The Metropolitan King stared at the tablet and realized that his heart was moved by shame.
A person who knows how to touch fish can materialize the fish, what kind of achievement is this called
Wen Ji took the tablet back again: "Of course, the main job of the King of Hades is to manage the official affairs of the Eighth Hall. For such a small matter of opening a store, you should come forward now and leave it to the ghost messenger..."
"No."
Metropolitan Wang Yizheng shouted: "I will arrange this kind of thing."
Meng Xiaoni just watched the city king helplessly, one moment she was angry and bombarded others, and the next moment she slapped herself in the face.
She also thought that the ten kings of Hades in the underworld were either quite serious or thoughtful. In the end, how could the temperament of the city king be more like a child than a child
The partial city king himself didn't think there was a problem.
He saw that the first few were still standing, and he didn't lose his temper. He lit the tables and chairs prepared beside him: "Sit down and have a cup of tea first. Don't worry, it's not made of Styx water. Drinking it will make you lose your mind." Fragment."
Jiang Jiang turned sideways and gestured for Meng Xiaoni to sit down first.
Meng Xiaoni found a seat and sat down.
Guifeng sat beside her and moved the tea a little further: "Tea from the underworld is not suitable for you."
Meng Xiaoni was obedient and didn't touch her at all.
The Dushiwang Tablet was gone, so I flicked the screen and talked to Meng Xiaoni: "Let me check your profile. Oh, Meng Xiaoni was raised by adoptive parents. Opened a hot pot restaurant in the world. The ability is special."
He glanced at the words "Little Meng Po" in the parentheses of the note, but didn't read the three words out.
Meng Xiaoni obediently sat there and responded.
The Metropolitan King continued to look at the information: "Well, the design of this restaurant opened in the world is not bad. You can refer to it in the underworld. This hot pot restaurant is very simple to build, and the scale will be much larger than the hot pot restaurant in your world. The point is, you can I can't make hot pot in time."
Meng Xiaoni didn't know: "I haven't tried to expand the production capacity. And cooking hot pot in the soul state, it should be different from normal people?"
She said this with a little distress.
Now the Metropolitan King finally has the appearance of his King of Hades, quite majestic, and he talked to Meng Xiaoni with a little reassurance: "Don't panic, just try it. The power of the soul will be much stronger than imagined. Otherwise, ghosts, judges, etc. How did you get to where you are today?"
He carefully looked at the other Yama kings, and paused for a while in the notes under Meng Xiaoni's information.
The Metropolitan King looked up at Meng Xiaoni.
He shifted his gaze to Guifeng again: "... Guifeng? Are you always offending King Yama or the King of Reincarnation?"
Guifeng slightly raised his eyebrows.
The Metropolitan King felt that he was not the only one being tricked, so he couldn't help laughing: "Yan Wang left a note on the information, saying that Fenghuang is good at controlling fire, and the matter of making a fire in this hot pot restaurant should be left to Fenghuang."
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
The Metropolitan King was stunned: "Yan Luo Wang, a good old man, would definitely not be able to do this kind of mourning. I think it was the suggestion of the king of reincarnation, and it was written by the king of Yama."
The Metropolitan King sighed: "It's a stroke of genius."
Meng Xiaoni couldn't help but whispered next to Guifeng: "The underworld has advanced with the times, and there is no induction cooker? It still depends on lighting fire?"
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
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