Chapter 441 What does Lao Deng mean?

Shen Zhiyin didn’t even have to do anything, and those Death Gods were tied up.

Some Death Gods wanted to run away, but they were hooked back by the soul-catching chains in the hands of the ghost officials, beaten up, and tied up again.

The tied Death Gods were still shouting: "%yen#@*&#"

The ghost official kicked him: "What a stupid thing you are talking about, speak human language!"

Shen Mujin: "Maybe it's possible, they do speak human language, but it's a foreign language."

That's really embarrassing, their ghost officials have been dead for hundreds of years and can't understand foreign languages.

In the end, they had to rely on people to translate, so the Shen brothers who were proficient in foreign languages ​​were called out.

But there was no translation, because Shen Muye was only concerned with arguing with those Death Gods.

Shen Muye: "I don't know what the Death God Guild is, so I just want to ask you why you crossed the line and came to our place to catch ghosts."

"Our Death God Guild will not let you go, your death is coming."

Shen Muye was so angry: "Damn, you are brainless and can't understand what I say, right? Oh, you are a skeleton, you are really a brainless idiot." If

the communication is not clear, then beat them up.

Shen Muye almost broke their skeletons, and those Death Gods were willing to communicate obediently.

It turned out that these were not Death Gods at all, but just believers of Death Gods. They were just humans chosen by the awakened ones who awakened the blood of Death Gods, and then brainwashed and self-immolated to become the subordinates of Death Gods, which is what they look like now.

They retain their souls and skeletons, but they are indeed dead.

"We are not brainwashed. Please do not slander our god. We are voluntarily worshipping the great God of Death..."

The flattery to the God of Death was so overwhelming that those who could understand foreign languages ​​had goosebumps.

"No, how can you still flatter like this these days? I am embarrassed for others again."

"Shut up, why do you come to catch ghosts in our Blue Continent? Why don't you have enough ghosts in your country?"

Several followers of the God of Death said, "We do have a lot of ghosts there, but there are a few big soul eaters. If we can't snatch them away, we can only go to other countries to rob."

To the God of Death, souls are a kind of energy. Absorbing this energy can make him stronger and create more subordinates.

The power in foreign countries now is that some awakened people with special bloodlines are dissatisfied with the national government, and have formed their own forces to recruit believers to expand their own power.

The internal strife and strange invasions are quite lively, and there is basically no place for ordinary people.

Under such extreme despair, more and more ordinary people have become believers.

The believers of the god of death who are chosen will offer their own flesh and eventually become walking skeletons.

But they are happy with it, and even think that they are more handsome, more individual and more powerful when they give up the burden of the flesh.

Then these individual skeletons are taken to the Special Management Bureau.

The Special Management Bureau was in charge of contacting the awakened person codenamed "Death" to see if they could exchange these minions for something useful.

But obviously, the Death is cold-blooded and ruthless, and he simply didn't want these little believers.

Special Management Bureau: ... ...

They don't want them, then what's the use of these living skeletons.

It's really not a good idea to throw them away, and it's not a good idea not to throw them away.

In the end, they thought of a way to recycle them and use them as thugs for the team members to practice.

This was the inspiration given to them by Shen Zhiyin. The Rat King was not killed, but was locked in one of the training rooms. There was a trap formation inside. Those who wanted to train could go in and practice with the Rat King.

When encountering danger, immediately activate the formation, the Rat King will be trapped immediately, and the injured team members will be teleported out.

In this way, the growth rate of the team members of the Special Management Bureau is much faster than the previous simple training.

The strength of these followers of the God of Death is much weaker, but the Special Management Bureau also has many relatively weak practitioners, and it is just right to use them for training.

However, the Rat King and a few followers of the God of Death are still too few.

So the Special Management Bureau issued another mission, and the points for catching a living monster are twice as high as those for a dead one.

However, these missions currently do not have the points incense of the underworld.

That is a helicopter that can grow and shrink!

Several people in the Special Management Bureau gathered all the points together, and finally got enough points to exchange for a helicopter.

Then they came to find Shen Zhiyin.

Shen Zhiyin was gnawing on a pork elbow: "Why did you come to me?"

Tang Si scratched his head: "That... the City God said he didn't dare to go to the Emperor."

The City God said that he was just a small City God, and there was no way he could see the Emperor.

He had to report to the higher levels, but now the ghost messengers in the underworld were busy, and no one knew where the Emperor had gone.

Finally, the City God hinted to them: "You can go and ask other people."

This other person, of course, is someone who is closer to Jun Yuan.

Then everyone thought of Shen Zhiyin at once.

Shen Zhiyin: Since the last time that old man asked Shen Muye to add bitter melon juice to her bottle and ran away, it has been several months and no one has seen his ghost.

But we can try.

She took out the seal that Jun Yuan gave her.

He injected spiritual power into the seal and then shouted with full energy: "Where have you been, Lao Deng? Someone is looking for you."

Tang Si and others slipped and almost fell.

They were sweating profusely. No... that little girl is the Emperor of the Underworld!

The next second, a gust of cold wind blew, and everyone seemed to see the blooming red spider lily.

Jun Yuan appeared in front of everyone in black.

At this moment, he was wearing modern clothes, a black suit, and his hair was short.

But he was still very handsome, like someone who walked out of a comic.

"What do you mean, Lao Deng?"

This was the first sentence Jun Yuan said after he appeared.

The Special Administration Bureau was sweating all over.

Shen Zhiyin wanted to explain to him, but Jun Yuan stopped her as soon as she said one word.

"I'll check it myself. You won't tell the truth."

So she took out her mobile phone and checked it skillfully, and the voice was still loud.

"Lao Deng is usually used to describe the behavior or way of thinking of some elderly people, indicating that these elderly people are very stubborn and conservative.

In the context of the Internet, it is used to describe a person's behavior as childish and ridiculous, similar to the meaning of "old urchin". In this case, "Lao Deng" is usually used to describe some older people who still like to play pranks and tell jokes."

The scene was very quiet for a while.

Jun Yuan concluded: "Oh, you said I'm old."

Shen Zhiyin blinked: Isn't this true? !

Jun Yuan: "Your words are not nice, I don't want to listen to them for the time being, so keep your mouth shut."

Shen Zhiyin: ...Why are officials allowed to set fires but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps?

As if he could see through her thoughts, Jun Yuan smiled and said, "I am just so overbearing, if you have the ability, you can untie it yourself~"