"Wow! This, this, this..."
Hei Yang pointed at himself with a big spoon, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Do I look like a big injustice? Why do you want me to help?"
"Um?"
Po Meng tilted her head and asked curiously: "You don't want to?"
"Ah...even if you threaten me..."
The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched, but his tone was firm: "I will not give in!
I am now a free man who abides by the law, and you have no reason to order me around!
Even if you want to use your strength to oppress me, I will..."
"Will you still fight to the end?"
Po Meng was a little surprised, but she kept moving her hands, repeating the action of scooping soup and passing bowls: "Good boy, you are brave..."
"I will also do it obediently..."
Hei Yang shrank his head: "But you are considered an official, an underground employee of an official organization, and you shouldn't do things like that to innocent little boys at will..."
"Tsk tsk..."
Po Meng couldn't help but laugh. She gently moved her fingers to stop a dead soul who was trying to get away before drinking the soup. The soup turned into a stream of water and poured into the other person's mouth: "You are right, grandma will definitely not How are you doing? I just want to hear what your reasons for rejection are?"
"Does this also need a reason?!"
Hei Yang's eyes widened: "Do you need a reason to refuse to work? Workers should have their own leisure time!
I'm so tired when I'm awake, and then I finally get some sleep, and you still have to work in my sleep? This is going to get stuck...ahem!
In short, I can't be thrown into things that don't belong to me for no reason...
Well, yes, you should do your own thing. Grandma, you can't be lazy! "
Hei Yang said earnestly: "Think about it, now you ask your classmates to help you with your homework, but when you go out into society, you still..."
"So what?"
Po Meng looked at Hei Yang with a smile but not a smile: "What will happen if you enter the society?"
"It will make your life more comfortable...ahem..."
The look in Granny Meng's eyes made Hei Yang a little scared, but as a matter of principle, he couldn't give in!
Today he gave in and did the three hours of work, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?
Could it be that every day after he fell asleep, oh, no, after he dreamed about Po Meng, he would be pulled over and bullied?
He is a black sun and will never be a tool!
Speaking of which, why did he dream about Grandma Meng?
Sure enough, it was Hong Li's bowl of soup that gave him a bad association...
Well, yes, it’s all Hongli’s fault!
"I won't do this anyway!"
Hei Yang sat down cross-legged: "Of course, if you want to hurt me, you must tell me in advance so that I can beg for mercy in time!"
"Then if I don't want to hurt you..."
"Don't do it!"
Po Meng: "..."
What kind of player is this? He first told her that as long as she made a move, Hei Yang would immediately surrender.
Then he told her that it is wrong to hit someone. As long as you do it, I will not move no matter what you say...
"Do you think this kid deserves a beating?"
Hei Yang beeped softly: "So hurry up and get him away, it looks so upsetting!"
"You..."
Po Meng sighed: "Now I suddenly begin to doubt whether you can complete the task assigned to you on time..."
"Oh, by the way, I forgot if you didn't tell me..."
Hei Yang couldn't help complaining: "That's too cumbersome, right? There are so many dead souls and so many steps. I have to get up early and work late at night to do it. When it reaches a certain stage, I have to work the night shift? This is too torture. Let’s be human!”
“Can’t today’s young people be tired at all?”
Po Meng didn't look back. While boiling the soup, she quickly and skillfully handed the soup to the souls on the bridge.
"Grandma, I have been repeating this job day after day. Some dead souls have been reincarnated countless times in front of me. They all look familiar to me, but grandma, I didn't complain about being tired, right?"
"Why are you retiring if you don't feel tired? Just keep working..."
Po Meng: "..."
"Ahem, that's not what I said just now..."
When Hei Yang saw that Grandma Meng looked wrong, he immediately stopped and said, "Just now, it was my other personality. Yes, I have multiple personalities. Just now, another personality came online to speak!
Well, that personality was only born a few years ago. As a child, grandma, don’t be as knowledgeable as him! "
"Go down with a spoonful of soup..."
Po Meng said faintly: "No matter how many personalities you have, I will destroy them all for you."
"Ah, that poor Heiyang personality will be accidentally injured..."
"I think that's the one who deserves to be eliminated the most!"
"How can you think so, ha, ha ha ha..."
Hei Yang laughed twice and changed the subject, but still guided the conversation in the direction he wanted: "Look, I've been talking nonsense to you, which must have disturbed your work efficiency, so you'd better hurry up and let me Climb!"
"Work efficiency and stuff...it doesn't matter!"
Po Meng shook her head and said indifferently: "It's not like I don't know how to multitask, grandma. There are many avatars doing things everywhere, and you are the only one left to chat and gossip?
The reason why it's so slow is because they can't drink the soup fast, not because of me. "
"So awesome..."
Hei Yang scratched his head and looked curiously at the long queue slowly moving forward at the entrance of Naihe Bridge: "It seems that this is really the case...
However, do so many people die every day..."
Old, young, male, female...
There are soldiers wearing armor with a hole in their head...
There is a scholar who sticks out his tongue and commits suicide for unknown reasons...
There are ignorant children who died in accidents...
There is also a girl who is graceful, but pretty but miserable...
"Really are……"
Hei Yang, who was in this long queue back then, was not in the mood to take a closer look, but now that he looked at it, he was shocked.
At a glance, all ages and all kinds of strange ways of death are presented in front of Hei Yang, and the fragility of life is fully revealed here.
[So, I don’t have so many grand pursuits. As long as I can live without worrying about food and drink, I will be extremely lucky.
If you still have someone you love and someone who loves you, that is the greatest happiness! 】
The thought that he had always had came to Hei Yang's mind. Really, he felt that he was extremely lucky, not only in things like opening gift boxes. There were too many things in his life that were worthy of happiness.
Lucky that he could come to the Traveling World, lucky to be the child of his parents, lucky to meet Xiaoli...
This is what Hei Yang thought before, but now seeing the endless queue, he has become more determined in his heart: just watching the flowers blooming and falling every year in Five Color City quietly and leisurely is enough. Yes.
"There are relatively few people sent in this batch."
Meng Poxun glanced at Hei Yang and said some indifferent words: "When you see hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people in a row dying in the same way, then it will be called a large number of people.
Just the three thousand worlds managed by this underworld, disasters, accidents, wars, plagues...
Sometimes people die one by one, which is where they go. "
"Hmm..."
Hei Yang opened his mouth, but his heart was still shocked: "Looking at so many dead souls every day, your heart will be so cold and numb, right?"
"Isn't that right?"
Meng Po said leisurely: "So, the Lord of Hell said: Only you, a good person for generations, can still retain a sense of compassion after witnessing so many deaths...
Gee, I really don’t know why I did so many good things in the past, but now I’m getting retribution. "
"ah……"
Hei Yang listened to Mrs. Meng's speech which was extremely inconsistent with the core values of repaying good people in the underworld, and reminded him in a low voice: "Grandma, be careful what you say, in case some big boss hears it and expels you in anger... Uh, no, It would be bad if you postpone your retirement date again!"
"hiss!"
Mrs. Meng reacted: "It's true! I haven't spoken to anyone like this for many years, and I couldn't hold my tongue for a while... Ahem, Xiaoyang, what grandma said just now..."
"I didn't even hear it!"
"A sensible child."
"That is!"
Hei Yang chuckled and stood up at some point. He handed the soup to the dead souls who passed by: "Then you have so many clones, why don't you make a few clones, or find a few in the underworld?" Is there a kid who is younger than your officer to help?
Look how lonely you are doing this job all these years! "
"Humph, apart from me, you are the only one who thinks this is a tiring job."
Po Meng snorted softly and explained: "In the eyes of other dead souls, this is a good job.
You only need to make soup and pass the bowl, and you can obtain the huge merit of transforming a person. Do you understand the gold content in this?
When grandma and I resign from my underworld position, even if I don’t have the protection of the underworld, the huge merit above my head will make me go smoothly, and no one will dare to mess with me.
This kind of work must be done by myself, and if I find others, I will share this merit.
It's not that I'm stingy, grandma, but the underworld has regulations. If Meng Poting's merits are reduced here, if they are increased elsewhere, things will get messy. "
"Aha?"
Hei Yang looked confused: "What about me? I won't share your merits?"
"You..."
Meng Poxun glanced at Hei Yang: "I said that your travel world is not under the control of the underworld, so you should understand, right?"
"Temporary worker! He works hard, works hard, takes the blame and is scolded, and is careful to please his colleagues. The company pays to find this person?!"
"clever!"
Hei Yang: "..."
