At night, the cold wind penetrated into the old house through the hole in the broken paper window, and Zhuang Xiaoya, who was lying in Yan Ning's arms, couldn't help but shivered.

Yan Ning pulled the blanket and covered Zhuang Xiaoya, and got up to add wood to the bonfire.

The bonfire was almost burning out. In order not to wake Zhuang Xiaoya up, Yan Ning brought a wooden chair and a dagger to the yard to chop firewood.

The dagger was very sharp, Cai Yong did not buy the inferior product, Yan Ning just used a little force, and the old wooden chair was split in half. He picked up the wood and wanted to walk back. At this moment, a few pieces of yellow paper suddenly floated down from the sky.

The yellow paper is very light, spinning in the sky, and falls at Yan Ning's feet with the leaves of the ginkgo tree in the yard.

Yan Ning paused, put the wood aside, grabbed the dagger with one hand, and gently picked up the piece of yellow paper with the other.

The yellow paper is very thin, and the fire in the old house can pass through the yellow paper, reflecting turmeric on Yan Ning's dirty face.

Scream-

The door of the old house was suddenly pushed open. Yan Ning suddenly turned around and saw a guy wearing a black coarse cloth coat walking in.

The guy looked pale and was wearing old clothes, holding a soul-scented fragrance in one hand and a briefcase in the other.

He walked into the old house, glanced at Yan Ning slightly, and then seemed to have not seen him, and walked straight towards Zhuang Xiaoya.

Yan Ning was stunned. Isn’t this guy so stupid? Why did he come here at this time?

Because of Fan Wuxue, Yan Ning had no good feelings for the public officials in the entire underworld. He picked up the firewood on the ground and stood there, wanting to see what this evil man wanted to do.

The evil guy held the soul incense and slowly walked to Zhuang Xiaoya, then placed the soul incense aside and reached out to touch Zhuang Xiaoya's forehead.

Seeing this, Yan Ning's face changed and he hurriedly shouted: "Stop!"

"oops!"

The Yin Chai was startled by Yan Ning's roar and threw his briefcase to the ground, so scared that he took a few steps back.

"Who asked you to take her?" Yan Ning threw the firewood on the ground, ran to Zhuang Xiaoya, protected her behind her, and said with an angry look on her face, "She has not yet ended her life, what are you doing with her?!"

The Yin Bad didn't expect that Yan Ning could see him. After a while, he recovered and got up from the ground: "So you are a Taoist priest, you scared me!"

Yan Ning stared at the fool with his eyes tightly, without answering.

Yin Cha felt a little embarrassed and stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Bai Yujing, and I am the captain of the 5th Team 07, the second group of the Seizure Group!"

Yan Ning was stunned. When did this underworld have such advanced groups?

It is said that the soul-catching messenger is black and white impermanence. In fact, it is not true that thousands of people die in this world every day. If they are the two of them are busy, even if they have clones, they will be exhausted.

Therefore, the Yinqi under the rule of Hei and White Impermanence is the real soul-catching messenger. Hei and White Impermanence is at most the boss of Hei and the souls that cannot be retracted by his younger brothers.

For example, Yan Ning.

Bai Yujing didn't know Yan Ning, but only thought he was an ordinary little Taoist priest. He cleared his throat and said, "Hehe, according to my positioning, the girl behind you is dead. According to the regulations of the underworld, I want to take her to reincarnate. Do you want to stop me?"

Yan Ning felt it was ridiculous. He had clearly saved Zhuang Xiaoya's life and was out of danger of life. How could the underworld find her?

"She is not dead. If you don't believe it, go and take a look." Yan Ning said coldly.

Bai Yujing also felt that Yan Ning was a tough guy and could not cause conflicts, so he tried not to cause trouble with him. So he walked to Zhuang Xiaoya, looked down, and then looked into the pulse, and found that Zhuang Xiaoya was really not dead.

"Huh... it's strange, why did something go wrong?" Bai Yujing scratched his ears and his forehead, not sure what was going on.

Yan Ning once again squeezed between Zhuang Xiaoya and Bai Yujing, for fear that Bai Yujing would suddenly hook Zhuang Xiaoya's soul: "What did you use to check?"

"It's okay to show it to you," Bai Yujing thought for a while, and actually took out a tablet from the briefcase on the ground. "This is the latest equipment distributed by our underworld!"

Yan Ning was surprised that his chin hit his toes. Unexpectedly, the underworld kept pace with the times and actually used a tablet to work.

Bai Yujing smiled proudly, turned on the tablet and said:

"In the past, only Judge Cui could read the life and death book. Later, for some reason, Judge Cui disappeared and left a bunch of messes. In the end, the black boss directly purchased a batch of tablet computers and injected the data of the life and death book into our internal network. Now everyone can read the contents of the life and death book,"

Bai Yujing also said, "It was a troublesome in the past. Every time we received an order, we would squeeze our name, address and time with our pen. Sometimes we lost our laptop, forgot the way, and didn't catch our souls, and let the lucky one live for a few more days, but our bonuses were all deducted. Are you angry? Alas, now the housing prices in the underworld are speculated by those unscrupulous real estate bosses, and although I am a public official, I don't even have a subsidy for housing provident fund. Alas, I can't do it anymore, and I can't live this day."

Yan Ning was stunned by Bai Yujing's nagging. He originally thought that the underworld was a pure land on earth, and at least he didn't have to worry about starving to death after death. But who would have thought that from Bai Yujing's mouth, it seemed that there was no difference from the human world. Many ghosts who could not be reincarnated in the underworld but became new house slaves...

"Also, let me tell you that the medical insurance in the underworld has become more and more expensive recently. I died of illness before I was alive, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't afford to see a doctor after I died..."

Bai Yu Jingkou was unobstructed, like a flood discharge dam. Yan Ning quickly interrupted him: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and see what's going on!"

Bai Yujing complained a few times and opened the tablet's Soul-Sucking APP: "Here, it's here, the GPS has been positioned!"

"Damn it, GPS!" Yan Ning was speechless. He took it and found that there was a slight deviation in this positioning, about ten meters away. He slapped Bai Yujing in the face, "You fucking see clearly, the person you should hook live next door, named Sun Tao!"

Bai Yujing was suddenly slapped by Yan Ning. He was a little angry at first, but after hearing Yan Ning's words, he immediately calmed down. He took the tablet and saw that there was indeed some deviation on his head. Moreover, according to the information, the person he was going to hook was obviously an old man in his sixties.

The punishment for taking the wrong person is no less than that of not getting the person. If Bai Yujing felt something, his back must be covered in cold sweat at this time. He hurriedly thanked Yan Ning:

"Brother, thank you Ang. Fortunately, you are here. If I get the wrong person, it will be a disaster when I go back!"
Chapter completed!