Qin Ye was completely stunned.
He looked at the registration desk with hundreds of people, then looked at the darkness around him, and shook his body: "Is it too late to resign now?"
boom!
Before he finished speaking, a tree next to the boulevard collapsed. Alsace raised his hand with a smile on his silicone face: "What do you think?"
It seems... not feasible...
"So... First of all, I need to find some trusted Yin spirits to be the judge?" Qin Ye rubbed his chin and gritted his teeth.
At this moment, a "dong dong" sound resounded through the space.
"Oh, your first business is coming." Arthas looked at the boulevard with interest, and the rows of ghosts looked around curiously and walked towards here. she said with schadenfreude.
I Nima... Qin Ye glanced at it, his facial features were all wrinkled together, what the hell is this!
Pieces of ghost fire from all sides of time... "
"Quietly listen to this palace, don't talk nonsense." The cigarette pot knocked on Qin Ye's head, Arthas rolled his eyes at him: "Actually, the main source of merit points for the official position of the Yin Division is not to suppress evil spirits, but to serve in a local office. The full ten-year assessment. Every time you can get one-tenth of the merit of being promoted to the next official position. Do you understand?"
Qin Ye frowned and nodded.
Arthas didn't finish his sentence. The implication was that even King Yama, he started as a village official.
He has already taken over the important task of rebuilding the underworld, and that has to be done step by step.
First of all, we must try to get in touch with Yin spirits.
Arthas flickered and floated above the beam. Qin Ye took a deep breath, his yin qi burst out, turned into a state of being trapped, and turned over to sit on the chair.
"What are you going to do?" The silicone fingers smeared with red nail polish tapped the girders lightly, Arthas smiled and muttered: "There are no Yin spirits suppressed by the evil, but it is very worrying... "
Qin Ye sat in the hall with an uneasy mood, watched the group of people approaching the gate of hell, and took a few deep breaths.
"Calm down... Calm down!" He put his hands on his chest: "Isn't it just pretending to be coercive and then doing a routine? I can... When it comes to pretending to be coercive, this officer has never lost to anyone!"
Twenty minutes and half an hour later, all the Yin spirits came to the door of the main hall. The three characters of Guimenguan were imprinted in their eyes, and after reading the two couplets, the expressions on the faces of the Yin spirits were extremely complicated.
Some could not believe it, some were pleasantly surprised, some were apprehensive... Qin Ye calmly took the look of His Highness's group of ghosts into his eyes and pondered.
The face was calmly holding the shelf, and the heart was already very happy.
This is so special... Is it really a business that Mengxin Yinzhao should take over!
The scene was dead silent, only the money and paper in the air were endlessly flipping and falling. I don't know how long it took, and there was a chatter below. Finally, an old Yin spirit was selected by the others and walked slowly with a cane. come up.
Looking at each other, the old man felt a chill in his heart.
The creature in front of him was not a human at all, with black eyes, white pupils, and white hair. When he remembered the three words "Ghost Gate" at the door, he trembled, knelt down involuntarily, and said in a trembling voice, "Sir... here... is the underworld ?"
"Yes." Qin Ye's voice was flat, echoing throughout the hall: "You are already dead."
The old man trembled all over, took two steps forward, and when he raised his head, his white hair was messy, his lips trembled like a stroke, and his voice was choked: "Sir... Huang Zhengweng, if...if you can make the little one return to the sun...the little one's original intention will pay all the price!"
"Yes! My lord! I beg you! I don't want to die!" "My lord! Please forgive me! My daughter is still waiting for me at home!" "My lord, be kind!"
"Quiet!!!" The front of the hall was filled with darkness, like thousands of ducks, Qin Ye was dizzy because of the noise.
As soon as the word "quiet" came out, there was a sudden silence below.
"Life or death is a matter of life, how can you wait for bargaining in the underworld? Where do you think this is? Is it a vegetable market!"
Arthas raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"Sir..." A man with scars came out, his face full of regret: "Really... Is it the underworld?"
"What do you think? The main god game?" Qin Ye sneered.
The big man gritted his teeth and asked bravely, "Isn't it... there are sins in the world... Here they will go to the eighteen layers of hell, and then enter the six realms of reincarnation?"
Before he finished speaking, the people around took a breath and moved away a few meters at the same time.
Qin Ye looked at him coldly and did not speak.
This question is very common, but now it is tricky.
There is no one under him! In the future, Yama will sit on the platform in person, the Yin spirits will not be controlled, they will have their own thoughts, the six realms of reincarnation, the ten major hells, and the eighteen small hells have not yet been built, and even the book of life and death does not know where they are, and they cannot be seen at all. Where can he let them go for the merits and demerits of these people
He suddenly understood the true meaning of Arthas' previous words.
This is the way to test a new consul, built from scratch.
"Sir..." The big man's words were obviously filled with nervousness, and a kind of madness at the end of the road, his voice was hoarse: "Really?"
"There are some special circumstances in the underworld now." After thinking for a long time, Qin Ye decided to tell all the Yin spirits that this kind of thing could not be concealed, and there were thousands of Yin spirits... Even if he didn't have the confidence to press down on the other party, he said solemnly, "In a state of destruction. , we need everyone to work hard to rebuild.”
On the beam, Alsace sighed.
Still tender.
Indeed, Po Meng was looking for the right person. This is the only one who has the hope of accomplishing the heavy task of rebuilding the underworld. However, he also has fatal flaws.
Because they have eaten Tai Sui and never die, they have never dared to set foot in the upper class in the human world. Let alone in power, he has no idea how to handle the affairs of a village.
Just like now, forced to surrender her old bottom, she can already speculate that she can't be good today.
"There is no escort by an underworld escort, and the Yin spirit carries memories of his life. You are negotiating with a group of living people..." She slowly whispered: "The human heart is the most unpredictable, a single person is very simple and pure, but ten people, A hundred people, that's an unbreakable scripture... I hope... you can remember today's lesson well."
"Reconstruction? Destruction?" The big man just breathed a sigh of relief, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses exclaimed: "Reconstruction... The underworld is gone? Where are we going to live? We... Still need to participate in the reconstruction?"
"Sir." An old woman also wondered: "We didn't do anything bad during our lifetime, so we should also participate in the reconstruction?"
"What the hell is going on here?" "Isn't the underworld rewarded for good and evil? I'm just a small citizen?"
"Presumptuous!!" Qin Ye shouted angrily, his voice resounding like thunder. He suddenly discovered that in this temple, he actually had a feeling of the master of the world.
Pu la la... All the Yin spirits immediately knelt down like quails, but upon closer inspection, the expressions of each Yin spirit were different.
Any Yin spirit, they all have the same look, that is, fear and anxiety. But under this fear and apprehension, there are other things lurking. Some were gloating, some were thinking about something, and some were secretly looking at Qin Ye's figure. Others grit their teeth.
Extreme anxiety and fear formed a steel wire. What Qin Ye had to do was to keep the wire going.
"Dare to make a fuss in the Yin Si, do you think you have lived too long?" Qin Ye's eyes were like an ice-cold knife, slowly sweeping over everyone, no one dared to raise his head and say a word.
At this moment, Alsace's voice came from above his head in a low voice: "You can let them develop Yin Qi, level the forest, and even build buildings. Little guy, this is only the first batch of Yin spirits, and the Yin spirits will become more and more in the future. The more, leave it alone... Sooner or later something big will happen."
Qin Ye had a bad feeling: "For example?"
Arthas giggled and said: "Yin spirits that are not suppressed by the Yin Division, but also bring the wisdom in front of them, gather more and more together, do you think... What will happen?"
Qin Ye took a deep breath.
riot…
Yin spirit riot!
Especially... when there is only one bad guy here!
In the worst case, the new underworld may even be overthrown, and countless Yin spirits will push him out of the political arena, changing the sky for the day!