The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 43: Yan Jun returns

As the voice fell, a man strode in.

About forty or fifty years old, with a square face, short hair, clean chin, and no beard.

He was wearing a neat suit, straight tie, shiny leather shoes, and a warm smile on his face, like a kind uncle.

Whether it is the appearance or the aura, it is incompatible with the atmosphere in the hall.

A girl came in with him. Blonde hair, blue eyes, graceful figure, tall and straight bust.

She is wearing a retro-style golden cheongsam, with slits on both sides reaching to the thighs.

She followed closely the man's footsteps step by step, and every time she took a step, her chest would roll up like wheat waves, really rough waves.

Seeing these two people, Judge Bai Wuchang and all the ghost guards were stunned, and after realizing it, they all bowed and said: "Yan Jun!"

"That's enough, that's right, what hero did you just say?" The man called Yan Jun pulled his tie, took off his coat and threw it directly to the blond girl behind him, revealing his snow-white checked shirt.

"Put it in the apse, go rest yourself, I have something to do here."

"Yes, Sir!"

The blond girl took the clothes respectfully, turned around and walked towards the apse.

The waist twisted and swayed, and the white legs flickered.

Seeing this scene, the judge and others swallowed their saliva in unison.

Yan Jun said: "Cough!"

Then everyone came back to their senses, Bai Wuchang straightened his tongue, and all the ghost guards checked the wounds on their bodies one after another, pretending nothing had happened.

The judge sneered and said: "Yan Jun, after you left, a lot of things happened here."

"Oh? Tell me."

During the conversation, Yan Jun sat down on the big chair where the judge often slept, and stretched himself.

The judge followed closely.

After Bai Wuchang asked the ghost messengers to step down, he explained everything that happened during this period, from beginning to end.

After Yan Jun listened, the smile on his face had faded, and his face sank like water.

He put down the things in his hands, pinched the center of his brows, and looked thoughtful.

Seeing this scene, Bai Wuchang and the judge didn't even dare to show their anger.

After two mouthfuls, Yan Jun raised his head and looked at the two with burning eyes.

"So, what about people?"

"What?"

"That's the one you mentioned!" Yan Jun stared at the two of them, seeing them looking at each other, Yan Jun suddenly understood something, and asked in disbelief: "Such a genius, didn't you guys come here?"

Hearing this sentence, Bai Wuchang let go of his worries, and quickly told Xu Beibei about it. He remembered that Hei Wuchang had said this, and Xu Le was very worried about Yan Jun's treatment of Xu Beibei, so he quickly helped to find out.

As a result, Yan Jun seemed very impatient after hearing it. He waved his hand and said angrily: "Such a trivial matter needs to be fussed about? What's the matter with raising a kid, not to mention that he didn't raise it anymore? Because of this kind of thing, he lost A titan, which is more important, you can't tell?"

"Uh..."

"You guys! How many times has this king said that the most important thing now is a ghost! Especially a ghost as fierce as Xu Le, it is rare to see in a thousand years, so you have to keep it when you see it! Haven't you had enough of the cynicism of those **** in Blood Sea? With such geniuses, we still need to rely on them to do things in the future? You guys..."

Yan Jun was heartbroken and chattered endlessly, spitting everywhere, knocking on the table from time to time, furious.

The judge and Bai Wuchang looked at each other, but they were quite moved in their hearts, because they understood why Yan Jun was so excited.

The underworld is divided into three domains.

The Nether only cares about money and does not intervene in disputes, so its influence can be ignored. Therefore, there are only two major forces in the underworld.

Hell, sea of ​​blood.

One is in charge of politics and the other is in charge of soldiers. It seems that they have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they have long-standing grievances.

The main reason is that the two sides cannot reach a consensus on how to deal with the problem.

For example, when dealing with evil spirits, the methods of the two parties are completely different.

As far as the underworld is concerned, it is usually thrown into an oil pan and boiled for thousands of years to burn off the hostility, which is very peaceful.

As for the sea of ​​blood, he likes to go straight in with a single sword, and repeatedly beats ghosts to ashes, and his methods are particularly cruel.

So the behavior of managing the underworld on the other side of the blood sea is called: Hypocrite!

The underworld responded: You are all executioners!

Everyone insists on their own words, and no one can convince the other.

Because of these things, the friction continued and the contradictions deepened day by day. Although it was not yet time for the emperor to judge, it was already very intense.

Therefore, it is inevitable that every time someone borrows a soldier, he will be ridiculed.

If there is a strong man who can control the situation in the underworld, there is no need to look at Xue Hai's face. This is probably the reason why Yan Jun became impatient after hearing about Xu Le's record.

Judge and Bai Wuchang both understand this, but this matter is not that simple.

Because...

"That Xu Le is not a ghost!" Judge and Bai Wuchang shook their heads together and sighed regretfully.

Yan Jun was stunned for a moment and said: "What's the matter, wipe your neck off!"

The tone seemed not to tell others to die, but to ask them to have dinner together, it was justified.

Bai Wuchang and the two were stunned, yes, why didn't I think of it!

Yan Jun analyzed: "It's so hard to find a job in the world now. Even if he is amazing in combat, he probably has no future in the top, and he may be arrested by the state agency and sliced ​​​​for research, right? It will be different when he comes down. This king guarantees him to be a high-grade ghost general, and ghost horses will clear the way when he travels, and he will give the official residence, and the ghost girl will choose, so he is not satisfied?"

The judge clapped his hands: "Satisfied!"

Bai Wuchang had a longing look on his face, but soon, he thought of something and sighed: "I'm afraid, he may not be willing."

After Bai Wuchang finished speaking, he quickly told about Xu Le's refusal of Mingchao before, and then said with emotion: "He is not a person who can be moved by money."

"It's okay! Then wait for him to die naturally, you can keep an eye on me, don't be caught by the blood sea guys first!" Yan Jun said firmly.

Bai Wuchang nodded with the judge: "Understood."

"You... hey, forget it!"

Yan Jun thought of something, and took out a small disc-shaped thing from his pocket: "It's better to see how much life he has left."

After that, throw that thing on the table.

The thing turned around on the table, and then grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a washbasin.

A projected light curtain shot out from the "washbasin" and landed in front of Yan Jun. Yan Jun stretched out his hand and clicked on it a few times, and the interface changed immediately, like a computer desktop.

Bai Wuchang and the judge were dumbfounded, what the **** is this?

Seeing the weird expressions on the two people's faces, Yan Jun explained: "This is called 'Bao Pao De 18'."

"It's an electronic version of the book of life and death just developed by Chacha. It's very convenient, but the standby time is not long enough. It needs to be filled once every ten years, which is troublesome."

The two suddenly realized that it was produced by You Ming, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.

After asking about Xu Le's details, Yan Jun clicked on it several times, and soon, Xu Le's information appeared on the projection.

After reading it, Yan Jun's expression suddenly became extremely strange.

"Are you sure that Xu Le is not a ghost?"

Bai Wuchang and the judge nodded together: "Sure!"

"Xu Le, 27 years old, unemployed..." Yan Jun read Xu Le's information, and then changed the topic.

"…… In the month of XX, he was hit on the back of the head by a steel pipe during a gang fight, and died in the intensive care unit the next day."

Speaking of this, Yan Jun turned his head and looked at the two people who were stunned.

"This Xu Le is already dead."