Qin Yao held the chain in his hand and pressed Cixi, whose hands were bound, into the trial hall and spoke loudly.
Under the high-hanging plaque in the mirror, beside the thick and spacious judgment table, Zhang Deyang, dressed in a blue official robe, stood up to greet Cixi. He quickly glanced at Cixi and nodded slightly: "Here we come."
Qin Yao chuckled: "I'm here to give you my performance... I didn't even go to the Evil Punishment Department."
Zhang Deyang couldn't help laughing: "In other words, if Brother Zhong Kui spoils you, if he changes his unit and arranges fixed performance tasks for you every month, you won't be able to do it so coolly."
Qin Yao waved his hand and said: "If I am asked to do the same thing over and over again every day, or the same type of thing, it would be better for me to go to jail. At least I can still think about how to escape from prison."
Zhang Deyang burst into laughter and immediately looked at Cixi: "Tell me, what is her name and what's going on..."
After a long time.
Qin Yao strode out of the Judgment Department alone, took out the white jade official seal and checked the recent harvest:
Kill Ma Hongqi (seventh uncle) and gain 188 points of Yin De.
Solve Zhan Beng Dao, rescue Maidangjuan (Xiaojuan), and obtain ninety-nine points of Yin De.
Cut off the evil fire god and gain 120 Yin Virtue points.
Arrest Cixi and gain 680 points of Yin De.
The rest (the subsequent virtues of each association), one hundred and ten points.
Your total Yin De balance is: 九千五百七十二点.
Qin Yao, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped and looked at the income details. He suddenly realized that the stories caused by the movement of heaven and the stories pulled by the system seemed incomparable! The entire story of "The Ghost Queen" is now over.
, the result is a total of about 600 points of yin virtue...
Gan.
I thought that after this story, my moral virtue would reach ten thousand, which would be enough to give Uncle Jiu a rank and replenish my remaining filial piety points. Unexpectedly, it turned out that I was only four hundred short of the ten thousand moral virtue...
It's really stupid.
After hesitating again and again, he silently gave up the plan of finding someone else to borrow some virtue from.
Without him, borrowing four hundred dollars to show off some virtue is so embarrassing that I really can’t open my mouth!
Shortly after.
He turned around and came to the Yama Hall, scanning the rows of Yama missions in the sky, trying to find a short and quick Yin De mission to complete these four hundred points in the shortest possible time.
It is worth mentioning that the plot of the story born from the normal operation of heaven will not wait for Qin Yao.
Just when he accepted an escort mission and transformed into a courier, in the Yang world, a man in white with cloudy eyes slowly came outside Fuxi Hall and looked up at the plaque of Fuxi Hall.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Ah Chu came back from the mountain carrying a bamboo basket and looked at this strange-looking man with strange eyes.
"Hello..." The man turned around following the voice, nodded and said, "I'm looking for Mao Xiaofang. Is he in here?"
"Look for my master." Ah Chu suppressed his doubts and beckoned: "Come with me, I will take you to see him."
The man followed him silently. As soon as he walked into the yard, the girl who was in a daze in the pavilion saw him. She stood up suddenly and ran over with a face full of surprise: "Dad, are you here to see me?"
The man was stunned: "Axiu, why are you here?"
Lei Xiu held the opponent's wrist with both hands: "So you're not here to find me!"
Lei Gang shook his head: "I came to see your uncle, I didn't expect you to be here too."
"Senior brother?" At this time, Mao Xiaofang walked out of the main hall. When he saw the other party, his body trembled slightly.
"Junior brother." Lei Gang turned his head to look in the direction of the sound and whispered.
Mao Xiaofang was silent for a moment, and his tone suddenly became indifferent: "Why did senior brother come back?"
"The South Sea is dangerous and evil. I lost two eyes just now and escaped from there." Lei Gang subconsciously touched his eyes and said in a solemn voice.
Nice romance
Mao Xiaofang's breath was stagnant, but he was speechless.
"Junior brother, where is my father?" Lei Gang asked.
Mao Xiaofang was silent for a moment and sighed: "Master, he has passed away..."
"What?"
As if Lei Gang was struck by lightning, he immediately fell to his knees with a plop and cried bitterly: "My son wants to be raised but cannot be kissed. Dad, why did you leave so soon?!"
"Is it fast?" Mao Xiaofang looked cold and said: "In order to wait for you, his old man did not hesitate to spend half his life's moral virtue and exchange ten years of yang life, but in the end he still did not wait for you to come back."
Lei Gang's face was full of tears, and he grabbed Mao Xiaofang's hand: "Junior brother, where is my father buried?"
"You don't have to worry about it anymore." Mao Xiaofang said, "Master's last words were that he didn't want to wait for you anymore or see you again."
"Junior brother." Lei Gang said loudly: "That's my biological father! I'm back. If I can't go to burn incense sticks and kowtow three times, what's the point of my life?"
Mao Xiaofang was stunned.
He didn't know how much risk there was in Nanyang, but what he knew was that with Lei Gang's level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to not even have the possibility of escaping back.
So, what exactly has Senior Brother Lei been doing in the past ten years?
…
Half a month later.
The underworld, the Hall of Yama.
Qin Yao handed over the last escort mission. Looking at the Yin De included in his official seal and the total number of characters exceeding 10,000, he couldn't help but let out a long breath.
The "salary" for working as a "courier" is indeed quite high, but as he said to Zhang Deyang, this kind of work is too boring and boring.
If it were not forced by life, who would be willing to do such a grueling job?
It's just that most people in the world don't have a choice.
"Hello, I want to advance to an official position for others." That night, Qin Yao walked into the Banking Regulatory Bureau for the second time and sat in front of a window.
"Please give me your official seal and inform the other party's identity information." Inside the window, a female ghost in black uniform said with a smile.
Qin Yao handed over the white jade official seal and said: "The eighty-seventh generation disciple of Maoshan, the head classman of Yizhuang Tiandi Bank in Renjiazhen, and the night wandering god Lin Fengjiao."
"OK."
After some manipulations, the official ghost returned the official seal: "This promotion requires 10,000 points of Yin De, and the Banking Regulatory Envoy will arrive at Yizhuang Tiandi Bank in Renjia Town within three days to inform him of this matter.
If he has no objection to this, he can come to the Banking Regulatory Bureau to complete the promotion procedures. If he refuses to be promoted, your ten thousand points of kindness will not be refunded."
Qin Yao took back the jade seal and looked at the pitiful three-point Yin virtue value on it, feeling full of reluctance. But then he thought about the filial piety value he would get in a few days, and he suddenly became energetic again.
Yin virtue is not omnipotent, but the value of filial piety is!
What he lacks most now is not promotion in official position, or even promotion in personal strength, but a reserve of filial piety.
Once the total filial piety value falls below 500 points, he will feel uneasy and feel that he is on the edge of danger at any time!
Now that everything is ready, it's time for Uncle Jiu to show off his talent.
Once the two thousand filial piety points were received, the capital for him to squander was back again.
Um……
It can’t be said to be a squandering, right? Every time you add points, you don’t add them to others, right?
For example, Maoshan divination, if he didn't add some extra strength, relying on his talent to master it to the point where a basin of clear water can illuminate the universe, I really don't know how many years it will take...