Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Chapter 402: Spiritual Envoy (3)

Jiang Que was just about to go find the other four D-class people, but before he even left the alley, he received a video message from Big White Radish in the office.

"Spiritual person, there is a spiritual interview, please come back quickly."

In the video sent, I only saw a fat radish. Because his arms were short, he put the phone directly to his face to take the photo, and his voice was very silly.

Jiang Que put his phone away, walked off the street and returned to the office.

But just as Jiang Que left, several gray-brown vines slowly crawled out from the corner of the shabby and dirty alley.

Teng Man first tested the area, and after making sure that there was no one around, he approached the corpse which was still warm. The tip of the tene pierced through the belly, but in an instant, the corpse was sucked dry.

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The spiritual world office has a lot of miscellaneous business and is extremely busy. We also have flexible applications for reincarnation services. I got the reincarnation number two days ago and have gone to Naihe Bridge to drink Mengpo soup one after another.

There was a shortage of staff at the manual counter, and as soon as the recruitment information was posted, many applicants came for interviews.

Jiang Que interviewed thousands of them before selecting more than a hundred spirits with regular facial features, the ability to program, and the ability to speak dialects, and who had no plans to reincarnate within the next five hundred years.

The time in the spiritual world and the human world is different.

One day and night on earth is equal to twelve years in the underworld.

After the interview, more than a hundred new employees were led away by the group of vegetable salads, one vegetable for each new employee.

After Jiang Que finished arranging his work, he returned to the street. At this time, only a short while had passed in the human world.

The other four were still on the run, and Jiang Que forced them to the suburbs and into an abandoned temple.

"God, please save us."

Four vicious villains knelt on the ground devoutly and kowtowed to the dusty stone statue in the dilapidated temple. They looked anxious and timid, and truly felt that death was approaching.

Jiang Que came in with an umbrella in his hand, dressed in a cool and noble manner. He saw the four men kneeling in the ruined temple and cutting their palms with knives. The blood dripped onto the ground and was quickly absorbed by the ground.

The stone statue trembled wildly, indicating that it accepted their prayers.

The four people were mortal bodies and could not see Jiang Que himself. They could only see a long-handled black umbrella floating in the air at the door.

Several people screamed and stepped back in fear.

Jiang Que stood at the door and watched the scene coldly.

The moment the stone statue stopped shaking, Jiang Que slowly put away the umbrella with his slender and pale fingers.

Jiang Que spread out his palms, with a black umbrella hanging beside him.

Without haste or delay, he turned his palm over and pressed it down. The black umbrella quickly broke through the darkness as if it had received an order, and fiercely stabbed at the four people hiding in the ruined temple.

The four of them were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground with their eyes wide open.

But before it got close, the black umbrella was bounced away by a gray-brown vine that suddenly stretched out from the stone statue.

The controlled ghost energy was dispersed, and the black umbrella fell on the weed-covered ground and looked no different from an ordinary umbrella.

Jiang Que stood at the door. The moment the ghost energy attached to the black umbrella was dispersed, a hint of red flashed in his black eyes, and then quickly returned to normal.

"It has been many years since anyone has set foot in this dilapidated temple of mine."

A faint and empty male voice came from the stone statue, and the elongated tone contained a casual charm.

In the abandoned temple overgrown with weeds, under the night sky where dark clouds covered half of the moon, a man in green clothes and ancient costume slowly emerged.

Her face is as rosy as a peach, her skin is as white as cream, her hairband is floating, she has a male body and a female appearance, her tall body is suspended in the night sky, her clothes are fluttering, her black hair is dancing, she looks like an immortal who has descended to the mortal world.

The moment he appeared, he flashed directly in front of Jiang Que. His slender fingers gently lifted Jiang Que's chin and stroked Jiang Que's lips. There was a faint plant fragrance on the man.

The narrow peach blossom eyes slightly raised: "People from the spirit world? It seems that my believers have not reached the end of their lives yet. Is this lord a little impatient because he lacks achievements?"

Jiang Que's face had no expression, he looked ascetic and unmoved by the secular world. He raised his hand and slapped away the man's hand that was pinching his chin.

He said with disdain: "You, a man-eating monster, can pretend to be a god, so why can't I kill them to get credit?"

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