Except for cuckolds and cuckolds, no man can tolerate his wife cheating on her.
Because this involves genetic inheritance issues.
Unless you are willing to help others raise their children for free.
Therefore, the vast majority of men choose to divorce their wives after they cheat on them.
After all, there are only zero cheating times and countless cheating times, regardless of gender.
It's a pity that Zhao Jing didn't even have a chance to divorce, so he was so angry that Xiao Xiao had a asthma attack and suffocated to death.
If Xiao Xiao was suffocated by accident, he wouldn't be so resentful. The key is that the couple stood by and watched him die. They didn't give him the medicine until he died.
Isn't it sad?
So, what on earth did he love?
Even if you raise a dog, give it food, shelter, and pamper it every day, it won't bite you back, it will bite you to death.
After hearing this, Cao Yanhua lamented: "Although I sympathize with you, killing is killing, and this is an illegal crime. Therefore, according to regulations, we must take you away."
"I know, I'm ready. It doesn't matter whether I end up in a frying pan or be reincarnated as a beast in the next life."
After pouring out the depression in his heart, Zhao Jing felt much better. When he heard this, his face was very calm.
Your parents are long gone and you don’t have any close relatives. What is there to miss?
It's better to be reincarnated.
…
Cao Yanhua shook his head: "We don't have oil pans here, and there is no reincarnation in hell. We will only take you in."
After speaking, he took out a gold container and opened the lid: "Are you going in by yourself or should I send you in?"
Zhao Jing hesitated for two seconds: "Can you help me sell this house? I can write you a power of attorney. After selling, the money will be donated to children from poor families in mountainous areas. I have always wanted to have a child, but unfortunately No chance."
Cao Yanhua scratched his head: "I'll ask you later. I can't guarantee this kind of thing."
I felt a little more sympathy for this guy in my heart.
It's a pity that you meet someone unkind.
"Okay, I still want to trust the government."
Zhao Jing nodded, returned to the photo frame, began to shrink, and then got into the gold container.
Cao Yanhua quickly closed the lid and breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously grinning.
Done!
I didn't expect it to be so easy. I thought it was going to be a fierce battle.
Thanks to Jiang Hongbin's presence, otherwise he might have let the other party run away if he had to deal with it alone.
So he smiled and looked at Jiang Hongbin on the side: "Okay, the mission is completed, you can leave!"
"All weirdness is like this, just put it in a container?"
Jiang Hongbin asked curiously.
It was my first time to participate in the containment of weird things, and it didn’t seem to be very difficult.
Cao Yanhua nodded: "Well, putting it into a container is the ultimate goal. The process may be different. Some weird things that cannot be communicated are usually beaten until the opponent is unable to resist, and then caught and thrown in."
"understood."
Jiang Hongbin nodded slightly.
Cao Yanhua paused and asked: "By the way, Hongbin, what trick did you use just now? Is it a Taoist spell?"
Just now I just heard that the Supreme Lord had an urgent order, but I didn’t remember the details.
However, being able to stop this B-level weirdness really opened his eyes.
Jiang Hongbin shook his head: "Sorry, this thing is within the scope of confidentiality regulations, I can't explain it."
"Okay, but that's awesome."
Cao Yanhua smiled apologetically, feeling that he had been a bit presumptuous.
Jiang Hongbin said with a smile: "It has to be you, Brother Hua. You just made a clean move. Even without me, you can deal with him. I didn't do anything, I just stood by to help stop him."
"Wherever, even if we can win, it will be a miserable victory, and it will never be so easy. Besides, this weird resistance mentality is also one aspect."
Cao Yanhua was modest, but his face was full of smiles.
Hey, this brother really knows how to chat.
Jiang Hongbin sighed softly: "It would be great if everyone was a trickster or practitioner, so we wouldn't have to go all the way on a mission."
"What are you thinking about? How is it possible!"
Cao Yanhua laughed dumbly.
"Why is it impossible?" Jiang Hongbin was surprised.
Isn’t this the same principle as education?
Higher education has been popularized, so why is it impossible for cultivation to be popularized?
Cao Yanhua said, "Have you seen "Bullet Flying"?"
"Well, I've seen it, what's up?"
"If everyone can have enough to eat, then who will grow tobacco soil for Mr. Huang, and who will serve as a nursing home for Mr. Huang?"
Hmm, it feels like the metaphor is wrong.
This is not Goose City.
"But relying solely on the power of the Civil Affairs Bureau will only become increasingly stretched in the future."
Jiang Hongbin frowned slightly.
Cao Yanhua didn't care: "That's for the future. Who knows, let's take care of the present. Don't look at the fact that we are living well now. If one day a level A strange thing appears in the cold land, everyone will be ruined. You What’s the use of thinking about what’s going to happen one year from now or two years from now?”
Jiang Hongbin didn't agree, but didn't say anything else.
We are all adults with fixed views, and it is difficult to make major changes unless the other person has experienced it personally. Instead of forcing your ideas onto others, just shut up.
When he was in the army, he saw more and more comrades starting to practice this national fitness method.
Explain that there are promotion ideas above.
After all, it’s called the National Fitness Method.
Since it is the whole people, naturally everyone practices together. And the population base of Daxia is there, even if one B-level person out of a thousand people is stronger than it is now.
As long as the government firmly grasps the strongest combat power, there is definitely no need to worry!
…
What the two of them didn't know was that someone was watching the whole process of taking in the weird ones.
I also heard their conversation.
Originally, Chen Jingle had planned not to get involved, but when he heard Cao Yanhua say, "If everyone can have enough to eat, then who will grow tobacco soil for Mr. Huang, and who will be the nurse for Mr. Huang?", he was subconsciously stunned.
Frowning in thought.
All along, his family environment and the education he received have made him choose to trust the government and feel that the state machine is powerful enough to ensure the safety of the people.
But now it seems that my previous thoughts were indeed too naive.
Not everything is as beautiful as he imagined, or at least not exactly as he thought.
The situation Cao Yanhua mentioned is not impossible.
After all, Daxia is such a big place, and everyone has their own class position. It is impossible to expect everyone to live according to his will.
So, what should he do when his ideas are inconsistent with some people’s ideas?
You can't force a cow's head to drink water, right?
Isn't there a lot of things that are promised openly but violated behind the scenes?
Not everyone can communicate through reasoning.
And the prerequisite for being reasonable is that the other person is willing to reason with you. The key to the other party's willingness to reason with you is naturally that your fist is bigger than his.
Otherwise, why would people listen to you?
When it comes to fists, Chen Jingle is not afraid.
But I'm afraid that if someone stupid comes out and has the kind of thoughts Cao Yanhua said, it will be disgusting.
There are quite a few such people.
If you place all your hopes on others, how disappointing will it be if your expectations come to nothing in the end?
After thinking for a while: "Forget it, just make more preparations!"
So, Chen Jingle reached forward and took the gold container from Cao Yanhua's hand.
Well, it’s not a hard robbery, I was given something.
A bottle of Fusion Spirit Pill for Jiang Hongbin. A bottle of heart-protecting elixir for Cao Yanhua.
They are all bottled in small portions.
He now has a lot of pills.
In the room, Cao Yanhua was still smiling and wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.
When he lowered his head and looked at his hand, he saw that the gold container was gone and turned into a small glass bottle with pills inside. There was a sticker on the bottle that read "Heart Protection Pill", and the smile suddenly froze on his face.
Subconsciously he looked at Jiang Hongbin.
Jiang Hongbin also had a small glass bottle in his hand. He was stunned subconsciously, looked up at Cao Yanhua's expression, and quickly shook his head: "It's not me!"
The two stared at each other, shuddering subconsciously.
This is even weirder than weird!
…
After Chen Jingle got the contained "photograph", he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
It would be a bit wasteful to exchange direct kills for incense points. He has no shortage of incense points now.
"How about we try to create a team of undercover people?"
He loves someone who has several city emperor seals in his hand. Even if he doesn't grant the title of city emperor, he can first grant title to some low-level Yin soldiers and ghost generals, right?
Xiang Hei Wuchang, General Shackles and the like can help extradite the dead souls to prevent them from lingering in the world and doing evil.
Get one for each city.
The underworld can't control it, but the underworld and the underworld can try to rebuild it.
And there is no fear of their betrayal. The Yinsi system is highly hierarchical, and the city emperor has the highest say in his jurisdiction.
If a suitable dead soul is found later, he can also be asked to practice the Northern Imperial Law, serve as a judge, be impartial and impartial, and help handle the affairs of the underworld without him having to worry too much.
Thinking of this, my thoughts became more and more out of control.
Done!
…
Inside the Yinsi Yamen.
Zhao Jing looked at everything in front of him in astonishment.
He was clearly in a daze in the golden box just now, why did he appear here all of a sudden?
And where is this?
It looks eerie, the Hall of Hell in the underworld?
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound, and Zhao Jing trembled in fright.
I saw a man wearing a winged hat, a black face and a beard, sitting behind the eucalyptus platform.
"Who is in the hall? Tell me your name!"
"I, my name is Zhao Jing..."
"I am the Emperor of Stone Dragon City. I want you to avenge your hatred and never hurt innocent people. I have decided to be lenient and give you the identity of a yinshi. You can travel between the Yin and Yang realms and extradite the souls of the dead. Are you willing?"
City Emperor? What's wrong? Extradit the souls of the dead?
Zhao Jing was completely dizzy. When he realized what he was doing, his face looked surprised.
"I am willing! Thank you, Lord City Emperor!"
You don’t have to stay in a box for the rest of your life, you don’t have to go to the 18th level of hell, there’s nothing you don’t want to do.
"In this case, from now on, you will be Shilong County's impermanent evildoer."
Chen Jinngle wrote the imperial seal to Zhao Jing on the paper and stamped it with the seal of the Emperor of Tiju City, which took effect immediately.
This is the number one under his command.
Zhao Jing only felt a powerful force of heaven and earth falling on him. When he realized it, his body had changed.
Wearing a set of clothes with the word "pawn" written on the front and back, he held a thick stick in his hand. This was his weapon, the mourning stick.
"Let's start with Impermanence. If you perform well, I will later promote you to Soul Seducer, or even General Shackles."
Chen Jingle painted a big cake for the guy in front of him to prevent him from being inactive in his work.
"Thank you, Lord City Emperor!"
Zhao Jing couldn't help but get into the role quickly.
…
"You said that the strange box that was contained was snatched away?"
Du Hao frowned and looked at Cao Yanhua and Jiang Hongbin on the screen with suspicion.
Cao Yanhua grimaced: "Yes. Suddenly, the gold container in my hand disappeared, and then we both had a bottle of elixir in our hands."
Jiang Hongbin also put the elixir in his hand in front of the camera to signal.
"Let's talk about it when we come back first."
Du Hao was noncommittal, hung up the video, and then called the provincial capital branch to inquire about the matter.
"Just keep what they give you and don't worry about it."
On the other end of the phone, the head of the branch only said this.
Du Hao frowned slightly, but said: "Okay, I understand."
After putting down the phone, his face became a little gloomier.
It should be that mysterious existence.
He knew that the other party had appeared in Gaoliang, but he did not expect that the other party would actually appear at the mission site.
"It's so haunting!"
He hates anything that is beyond his control.
A B-level weirdo, but if there is a chance to create a B-level weirdo master, what can one or two bottles of elixir do?
It’s gone after eating it!
After pondering, Du Hao decided: "Summer is the season when influenza viruses are most common. In order to prevent crowds from gathering in our city and affecting people's health, and in addition to the country's promotion of environmental protection in recent years, all related folk sacrificial activities will be suspended during this period. , and it is forbidden to burn incense, candles, etc. In the name of Gaoliang Mansion, distribute it to various departments and units, and notify it level by level!"
Humph, don’t you want incense? I’ll cut off your source of incense and let’s see what you do!
Du Hao's eyes shone with confidence.
