Chapter 48 Chapter 48 [Revised]
In the living room of the villa, the head of the Yinchai and a group of his men were floating in front of the sofa with their heads lowered, looking honest and simple.
He had to be honest. He didn't want to be torn to pieces, and he didn't want to become the first ghost in history who was forced to dig his own grave.
He looked up at the person and three ghosts sitting on the sofa opposite him, and felt sad. Tang Yang and Yuan Tian were fine, he couldn't afford to offend them. The little ghost named Xiao Jing and the ghost Yu Qingfeng who was supposed to be under his command were also there.
It made him, the leader of the seventh group of the underworld's ghost messengers, look like a young wife, pitiful and aggrieved, but unable to complain. He could only sigh in his heart, hoping that after he had gotten close to her, he would be allowed to sit on the sofa. At least he could save some face in front of his subordinates!
He cleared his throat and said clearly: "Mr. Tang, you may not know that we are of the same origin..."
The head of the Yinchai was just like a household slave in feudal society reporting something to a big landlord, extremely cautious. However, in contrast, it was the people on the sofa.
Xiao Jing held a bottle of Coke and stretched it out to Yuan Tian aggrievedly: "Boss, it's not cold."
The fight just now seemed to have damaged the villa's electrical circuit. The power was out in the villa, and the refrigerator naturally stopped freezing.
Yuan Tian was upset. He always felt that as the power in his body revived, his elder brother Tang became more and more silent and cold. Now, sitting next to him, he was like an iceberg, expressionless, as if nothing pleased him.
Hearing Xiao Jing's shout, he waved his hands impatiently, "Just blow some Yin Qi in there."
The little brat in their family is becoming more and more pampered, and only drinks ice-cold Coke!
Xiao Jing pursed her lips and blew twice, then raised her eyes and said pitifully, "It's no use."
Yuan Tian spread his hands and nodded to Xiao Jing to look at Yu Qingfeng on the other side. Isn't there a ready-made labor force there?
Xiao Jing turned his head to look at Yu Qingfeng. The ghost was also looking at him with a strange look in his eyes. When he found that Xiao Jing was looking at him, he actually reached out his hand and asked Xiao Jing to give him the Coke.
The child turned his head away, frowned and looked unwilling. He was a ghost who loved cleanliness, and he didn't want other ghosts to blow his evil spirit on him. Saliva has bacteria!
Just when Yuan Tian was trying to help the child, a big hand reached out from in front of him and took the Coke from Xiao Jing's hand. Then, a thick layer of Yin Qi appeared in the big hand, and a layer of ice mist instantly condensed on the surface of the Coke.
"Brother Tang is so awesome~~" Xiao Jing's cheerful laughter echoed throughout the living room.
Yuan Tian's heart sank, and she grabbed Tang Yang's hand, which he hadn't taken back yet, and looked at it over and over again. It was still warm, and still the same size, with no signs of abnormality.
He looked at Tang Yang, who looked calm, and asked sullenly, "Can you control the energy in your body at will?"
"Just a little." Tang Yang held his hand in reverse, giving him silent comfort, and then looked at the head of the Yincha who had a sad face.
"In other words," he said coldly and confidently, "you know my origins?"
"Yes." The Yinchai nodded bitterly, knowing that none of them listened to him carefully. He still said honestly: "When you attacked just now, the Yin aura and energy on your body were the same as ours, but much stronger than ours, which was just enough to suppress us to death."
"If I'm not mistaken, the energy in your body... or rather, you yourself, comes from the deepest part of the underworld. The power in the bodies of ghosts like us also mostly comes from the deepest part of the underworld. We, the Yin messengers in the system, can also receive additional gifts from the underworld, and our ghost power will be stronger than that of ordinary ghosts. However, if a ghost leaves the underworld and stays in the human world for a long time, its soul will become weaker and weaker until it dies."
Having said this, the ghost also glanced at Yuan Tian, deliberately hinting at them.
Tang Yang didn't react, but Yuan Tian seemed to be thinking about something. He remembered his master saying that when he first met Brother Tang, he was just a ball of energy. Later, with the help of his master, he condensed into a human body, sealed his abilities and memories, and lived as a human.
Maybe what the ghost said was true, and Brother Tang was not a human, demon or ghost, but just a ball of energy from the depths of the underworld. Then maybe, he himself had no memories of the past. Even if his memory was restored, the one that his brother Tang remembered the most was still him!
Thinking of this, his suppressed mood relaxed, and he said to the ghost with bright eyes: "So we are not enemies at all!"
"That wasn't the case in the first place," the head of the underworld smiled bitterly, "Our original purpose of coming here was just to get you to report to the underworld in advance and become our colleague. Who knew that we would end up fighting..."
When this matter was mentioned, Tang Yang's eyebrows turned cold again. He even reached out his hand and pulled Yuan Tian to his side, holding her by his side like a hen protecting her chicks.
"It's okay, it's okay," Yuan Tian was both excited and relieved. He patted his man's arm soothingly and said with a smile, "If he dares to mess around again, you will make sure they can't go back to the underworld."
Tang Yang looked the yin messenger up and down in silence for a few times, and finally nodded affirmatively. His eyes were cold and serious, as if as long as the yin messenger said a word of affirmation, he would be crushed to death like he did just now.
The head of the underworld even sensed the murderous aura in him, and his face suddenly changed, and his scalp went numb. Yuan Tian might have been joking, and he would not openly become an enemy of the underworld. However, Tang Yang must have taken it seriously, and he definitely had the strength to keep them.
He curled his lips in a flattering manner, "Brother Yuan, it's not necessary. It's really not necessary. In fact, I have already sent a message to the leaders of other teams below, as well as the incoming judge, who is also your master, and asked them to come over."
"I personally, no, I have an idea that may satisfy both you and Mr. Tang."
As they were talking, a thick and sticky negative energy filled the living room, forming a small vortex in an instant, and seemed to be getting more and more intense.
But with Tang Yang's cold snort, the Yin Qi dispersed and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened. The difference was that there were more than a dozen Yin messengers in uniform and with different appearances in the living room.
Yuan Tian's face changed. If so many high-level Yincha attacked together, he, Brother Tang and Xiao Jing would have no way to escape.
However, these ghosts all looked suspicious and looked around with vigilant eyes, and finally all fell on Tang Yang. Obviously, in their judgment, among all the people and ghosts present, Tang Yang gave them the strongest sense of oppression.
"Brother Yuan, Mr. Tang, this is most of the management of our underworld."
The head of the Yinchai introduced all the Yinchai in one sentence, then pointed at Tang Yang and Yuan Tian and introduced them: "My dear colleagues, I'm sorry to bother you. This is Brother Yuan, you all know him. This is Mr. Tang Yang."
The head of the underworld smiled triumphantly, "I urgently summoned you all here today to discuss the matter of letting Mr. Tang take over the position of King of Hell which has been vacant for a long time."
Many ghosts were so frightened that they showed their true appearances when they died. For a moment, the various images of severed heads and broken waists were horrible to look at. Yuan Tian, who had seen many ghosts, almost vomited.
He couldn't help but ask, "Are you crazy? Letting my big brother Tang, a living person, be the king of hell, is this the way you said to satisfy us?"
"Don't you want him to be the King of Hell now? Besides, isn't being the King of Hell good enough?" The head of the underworld smiled particularly temptingly. "He can enjoy all the wealth in the world while alive, and he can get the highest salary in the underworld after death. He will have all the five social insurances and one housing fund, incense, candles, fireworks, paper money, etc., and luxury cars and villas will be arranged for him."
Yuan Tian was a little interested. It sounded like a good idea.
At this time, the head of the underworld leaned down and said in a very low voice: "The most important thing is that I can use my power for personal gain, such as letting you live a few hundred more years."
This time it was Tang Yang who was moved, but he still looked at Yuan Tian to see what he would say.
Yuan Tian thought for a moment and waved to the leader of the Yinchai.
There's hope! The head of the Yinchai hurriedly bent down even lower and listened attentively.
Yuan Tian lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "If he becomes the King of Hell, can I stop working in the underworld?"
The corners of the Yincha chief's mouth twitched again and again, so what moved this master was not immortality, but... not going to work? !
Tang Yang, who heard it clearly at the side, said: “…………” Is this the legendary dead companion and immortal poor Taoist?
He was so angry that he stretched out his claws, grabbed his boyfriend's cheeks, and squeezed them into round and flat shapes.
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