The palace was old because this was the former palace of Wang Lu of Equality.
Lawyer An chose to open a government office here, which could be considered as fulfilling the inner satisfaction of the newly promoted "Equal King An".
Perhaps it was fate,
On that day..,
A salted fish boss threw the imperial seal of Wang Lu of Equality to him,
After playing with it for a while..,
The imperial seal was also taken away.
It was just like a scientist writing his memoirs about why he had embarked on this path:
Because when he was young, he had been hugged by Chen Jingrun.
Lawyer An felt that in the future, there would definitely be legends about him in hell,
In the legend..,
There was a high probability that the salted fish boss, who did not have much of a presence and would affect the interest of the story,
What appeared was: on a certain day in a certain month, Wang Lu of Equality had chosen his successor in the unseen world. He could not afford it,
Because he could not afford to have the world in his heart... (ten thousand commendatory adjectives).
Whether it was humans or ghosts, everyone liked to listen to stories. The kind of "Pie falling from the sky" story was often the most popular.
Because everyone who listened to the story could imagine that they could also become the main character in the story,
After all..,
Compared to studying hard or enduring hardship, which was something that could not be done without great perseverance,
He raised his head,
He opened his mouth,
And waited for the pie to fall into his mouth,
Anyone could do this.
The palace needed to be refurbished, and the manpower needed to be recruited again.
Although the attendants were forced to sacrifice their second son, Da Changqiu chose to restrain himself greatly.
Since the one who should be sacrificed had already been sacrificed, he naturally had to make his second brother's sacrifice worthwhile. It would be too shameful and meaningless if he were to take revenge or play some tricks on them after this.
Therefore, in terms of resources, it was completely open to the new Equal King. Whether it was the establishment, personnel, or other resources, they could all be taken by Lawyer An at will.
The remaining six Yama Kings even took the initiative to curry favor, saying that the reopening of the Equal King Hall was a grand event for them Yama Kings.
Together, the Yama Kings created a warm and supportive atmosphere of the Yama Kings!
They seemed to have completely forgotten how indifferent they were when Wang Lu was chased by the Ten Constant Attendants. They also seemed to have forgotten that not long ago, they even joined hands to backstab King Wuguan.
In fact, the reason why the Redbone Horseape had chosen King Wuguan as its target was precisely because he was the most unpopular and had a very deep relationship with several Yama Kings.
"There are too many things to do."
Feng Si couldn't help but feel a little dizzy as he looked at the large table of files in front of him.
Below.
Seated in order were Little Loli, Old Zhang, Qing, Liu Chuyu, Geng Chen, Liang, and You.
When a person attained enlightenment, his fowls and dogs would naturally ascend as well.
However, even Feng Si, who had previously occupied the highest position, was at a loss when he was suddenly pushed to the position of head manager of the Equality King's Hall, a purple sash.
As for Qing and the other two, their status was not low in the past, but it was fine if you asked them to bite people like mad dogs, but it was too difficult for them to manage things.
Everything before his eyes felt like a dream.
It was as if they were still slacking in the study the day before.
Today, he was going to bring glory to his family.
Well, the "It was as if" here could be removed.
Fortunately, everyone still had time. They could slowly learn and slowly adapt.
While the old team of the study room was busy,
Lawyer an walked to the entrance of the hall.
He reached out and knocked on the bronze bell at the door.
He shouted,
"Don't be busy. Let's go home and have a meal."
… …
Xu Qinglang bought a lot of vegetables today, which made boss Zhou mistakenly think that Old Xu was going to open a round table tonight. He had already set it up.
In the kitchen, it was even more busy. Old Xu was in charge and Yingying was his assistant.
It was not a holiday, nor was it a birthday.
But tonight.
He just wanted to eat a good meal.
There were some words that were actually unnecessary to say. Because it was useless to say them. It would only add to his troubles.
It was like facing a terminally ill patient. It was really meaningless to discuss health care and illness with him. It was better to chat with him about fishing, fried golden flowers, and a certain big girl in the hair salon.
Because of the old priest's existence, the atmosphere in the study was a little oppressive.
It was the same appearance, and even the same body, but the feeling it gave off was completely different.
The old priest stood in front of the wall for the entire afternoon, staring at the painting and the mountains and rivers in the painting.
No one would disturb him, and he would not talk to anyone.
In fact, ever since the Lord of the Prefect woke up, he could not afford to be an An. He could only order him around. The only person who could talk to him on an equal footing was the boss.
He had long finished reading the newspaper. He had also changed three cups of coffee.
Boss Zhou narrowed his eyes and sat on the sofa.
Time passed peacefully, but this peacefulness was covered by a layer of suffocating film.
He didn't want to go anywhere, he didn't want to see anyone.
He just wanted to lie down, lie down, lie down.
At this moment, boss Zhou's state of mind seemed to have reached a resonance with Louis XV.
Lawyer an returned.
Lawyer an returned with a large group of people from the study room.
After going around Hell, everyone had turned from chickens to phoenixes. When they walked, they even brought the wind with them.
Everyone,
Now, walking towards us was the representative team of the study room. The first person walking was Wang An.
Lawyer an pushed open the door of the study room.
Because it was a glass door, lawyer an saw the position of the old priest and Zhou Ze before entering. But as soon as he pushed open the door and entered, lawyer an turned to Zhou Ze.
"Boss, I'm back."
Next.
Everyone who came in.
They all had to greet Zhou Ze.
Boss Zhou really felt that if he were to change himself into a larger black-and-white photo, it would be more appropriate.
It was as if they were holding a memorial service for themselves.
A large group of people, the room was bustling with activity.
The old priest still stood there and continued to look at the painting. Everyone tacitly put it aside.
It wasn't that no one was willing to lick it. In fact, from yesterday's trip to Hell to today's return, the change in everyone's identity was still thanks to the old priest.
On the top of Mount Tai.
He directly cut down the three giants.
This matter.
It was settled just like that.
Boss Zhou was too lazy to continue being "Admired" and "Mourned" by everyone here.
He got up.
He went upstairs.
Since Yingying was still busy cooking downstairs, boss Zhou couldn't sleep for a while even if he wanted to. He simply lay on the bed and took the "Self-Cultivation of a Maid" that Yingying was reading and flipped through it.
Needless to say, the things recorded in it were quite detailed. If the title of the book was changed to "How to Capture a Man's Heart" or "Woman, How Should You Control a Man!"
It didn't seem out of place at all.
"Hiss Hiss Hiss... Hiss Hiss Hiss..."
The sound of friction came from the crack in the bedroom.
When he heard this sound, Zhou Ze really wanted to shout at Yingying downstairs to add a fried lotus root tonight.
Half of his face appeared in front of Zhou Ze's bed. He took a step back and sat down on the chair.
Then..,
Two grown men..,
In the same bedroom..,
Fell into a strange silence.
Zhou Ze continued to flip through the book in his hand. Half of his face continued to sit there quietly.
It seemed that no one was willing to take the initiative to speak.
This silence..,
Continued until the sky began to turn dark.
Zhou Ze put down the book in his hand and stretched lazily. Then, he looked at the half face that seemed to be cosplaying as the Thinker,
He said,
"What's the matter?"
"I miss you."
"..." Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze felt very uncomfortable. Perhaps, there was no problem with half of his face speaking. The one who had a problem was himself.
After all, you couldn't let a guy who had just been resurrected a few days ago and had been imprisoned in an inhumane manner for thousands of years immediately understand the current popular culture and various hints.
Perhaps, half of his face also felt that his narrative was a little inappropriate, so he continued,
"I want to see him."
What half of his face loved the most was still winning..
Zhou Ze raised his head,
He took a deep breath,
At this moment..,
Boss Zhou felt that he needed to repent for his sinful and dirty soul.
"I haven't talked to him for a few days."
Ever since he returned from Sanya, Zhou Ze hadn't talked to Yinggou much.
In fact, before he went to Sanya, the frequency of Yinggou's appearance had already decreased by a lot.
Perhaps..,
It was because the Xuanyuan Sword's next target was him,
At this time..,
Talking too much..,
There was no point in it.
"I have something I want to ask him."
"Let me shout for you."
Zhou Ze closed his eyes,
He just closed his eyes,
He didn't do anything,
He didn't shout in his heart,
Then he opened his eyes,
He said to half of his face:
"He said he couldn't be bothered with you."
"..." Half of his face.
Half of his face couldn't tell if what Zhou Ze said was true because Yinggou lived with Zhou Ze and he couldn't enter the door.
Even if that door used to be his home.
"Have you seen a psychiatrist?"
"I did. It was quite useful."
"Okay."
Half of his face got up,
He said,
"It should be in the next few days, right?"
"If it's fast, it might be tonight."
"I'll be around here until you're struck."
The implication was..,
He would stay by the side..,
When the time came..,
It was up to him whether he wanted to be a scapegoat or a "Sacrifice.".
Zhou Ze licked his lips,
He suddenly thought of something,
He said,
"There's something I've always neglected in the past. Maybe you can help me with it."
"What is it?"
"Before I died, in my previous life, I died in a car accident. I already know the reason for that car accident."
That car accident involved an extremely melodramatic love triangle between Xu Le, Doctor Lin, and himself. Moreover, because of his sister-in-law's identity as a ghost messenger, this melodramatic plot was also given a paranormal suspense style.
It was a pity. If it weren't for the fact that the current policy was strictly cracking down on feudal superstition, just this story alone, if Zhou Ze wrote it, those romance drama directors would definitely pounce on it.
However, there was one thing that Zhou Ze had always neglected. Or rather, since he had come to this, he would just take things as they came. With the ghost messenger soul in his sister-in-law's body being swallowed by Yinggou, he had already made up his mind, so he did not investigate further.
However, now that he suddenly thought about it, he really... couldn't figure it out.
"What exactly is it?"
"Before I died in a car accident, I treated an old man..."