"What does it feel like to be in the state of being in heaven?" Ye Qingyu was busy calculating, staring at the thick account book, jotting down two entries from time to time, and asked casually.
Jiang Wang... looked at her abacus.
Looking at Ye Qingyu's abacus, I had a rather conflicting feeling. It was like one plus one suddenly turned into three.
It’s not that she’s not good at calculating, isn’t skillful at counting beads, or isn’t graceful in her posture.
But her temperament is not suitable for things like settling accounts.
She is a fairy on the clouds who does not eat the fireworks of the world. She should have lived leisurely in the mountains and been indifferent to the world. Now she suddenly opens a shop in the bustling city, rolling up her sleeves and calculating money here.
One by one, the copper coins that had rolled in the world of mortals rolled across her dust-free hands...
Tsk.
There's nothing cute about it.
"I'm asking you a question!" Ye Qingyu raised his eyes in the middle of his busy schedule and looked at him.
Jiang Wang sat upright all of a sudden: "The feeling of being in the state of heaven and man... This can be said from two aspects. In terms of practice, as long as you can let go of yourself and devote yourself to the way of heaven, you can leap thousands of miles and reach the top with one thought.
There is also a chance for detachment; in terms of combat power, one can easily mobilize the power of heaven and surpass the ancient and modern Dongzhen..."
He moved slightly closer and lowered his voice: "Defeating Pavilion Master Ye is no big deal."
Ye Qingyu's eyes fell on the ledger and came back: "Who should I knock down?"
"No." Jiang Wang scratched his head: "I said fight and go home - the way of heaven is hard to get close to, so I will come back!"
Ye Qingyu took a slender pen and stroked the account books at regular intervals. The account numbers he recorded were very beautiful, like poetry. The corners of his mouth raised slightly: "What about now?"
"What now?" Jiang Wang was confused.
Ye Qingyu also lowered his voice and said while writing: "Is it possible to defeat the most heroic man in the world now?"
Jiang Wang originally opened his mouth and was about to come, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to be more modest and said: "I haven't really fought him yet, so it's hard to say... I can't really fight him, don't you think?"
Ye Qingyu said "Oh" and started to calculate abacus again.
Seeing that Ye Qingyu could not understand his own humble spirit, Jiang Wang answered the question himself: "I don't know much about Pavilion Master Ye's strength. But anyway, Lu Shuanghe is recognized as the most lethal person in the world. I have no problem beating Lu Shuanghe."
"Humph." Ye Qingyu said nothing.
Crackling, crackling.
The beads of the abacus collide with each other, which is actually very pleasant to the ear, like the sound of a piano flowing on the strings, forming a melody in a trance.
"You're pretty good at abacus," Jiang Wang said.
"Much better than Shopkeeper Bai." Jiang Wang said again.
"What are you comparing to?" Ye Qingyu paused helplessly, tapped his chin with the tip of the pen, and raised it proudly: "Let me ask you, what was Jiang Tianren thinking in the Meteorite Forest at that time?"
"I don't have any ideas." Jiang Wang said honestly: "Just do whatever you have to do. In the state of heaven and man, there are almost no feelings, only memories and experiences."
"That's what I'm asking." Ye Qingyu looked at him: "If you are still in the state of heaven, what should you do?"
This question has nothing to do with emotions, it's about subconscious questions.
Jiang Wang said naturally: "First we have to leave the Fallen Fairy Forest to avoid being affected. Then we have to get rid of King Zhao. This person is very dangerous. Then we have to go to Grandpa Zuo's place for dinner. I promised not to let him worry before I went to the Fallen Fairy Forest. Again.
I want to come to Yun Kingdom to see you——"
The study was quiet for a while, and neither of them spoke.
Instead, the sound of the heartbeat suddenly became very clear.
"Huh?" The door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Jiang Anan, wearing a lake green dress and smeared face, ran in happily, as if he had been cast a restraining spell, and was frozen in front of the door. Then he suddenly tiptoed out.
He retreated, pretending that he had never appeared, but facing the burning gazes of the two men, he had no choice but to put a smile on his beautiful face: "Am I... presumptuous?"
The little gray dog, which was following closely behind, sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere. It stopped suddenly, but did not stop. It hit the threshold hard. Its chubby little body turned over directly, rolled on the ground several times, and rubbed out.
A thick gray and black line.
"Stop! What are you two doing?" Jiang Wang couldn't bear to hurt Jiang Anan, so he glared at Sihui.
Ye Qingyu waved to Jiang Anan behind a mountain of account books.
Jiang Anan then put down the door, walked into the study, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of water, and drank a few sips. Then he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said to his brother: "Let it go, it's still there.
I can’t speak, and I can only understand some of the questions.”
The exquisite stupid gray grinned, stuck out his tongue, and turned over, revealing his soft belly. His tail was wagging close to the ground, like a broom, sweeping the floor clean.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Wang's eyes fell back on his sister and asked dryly.
"Hey!" Jiang An'an got excited and said excitedly: "Cave exploration! Let me tell you, that place is really dangerous and exciting. When the underground fire spurts out, it's so beautiful!"
No wonder there is still volcanic ash on his face.
"Really?" Of course Jiang Wang knew that there was absolutely no danger in the place where Jiang Anan went to explore, but he showed great interest: "Next time I will accompany you to have a look."
"Okay!!" Jiang Anan jumped up with joy, but after thinking about it, she sat down again and waved her hand casually: "Forget it, you are never free. I don't know when the next time will be - busy with your own business.
Go ahead, I’m very busy too!”
"What? Forget it. It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. Today is the day!" Jiang Wang didn't care about the alien eighteen real people. He took out his posture and slammed the table: "Go now. Your sister Qingyu and I will accompany you.
Let’s go on an adventure together to see how exciting this cave is! Your brother has a nickname, the King of Adventurers of All Realms! Do you know?”
"Forget it, I won't go. There are still a lot of accounts." Ye Qingyu patted the thick account book: "You two, brother and sister, go on an adventure."
Jiang Wang was talking about how to persuade, how to describe the fun of adventure, and how to attract people on this mountain.
Jiang Anan had already jumped over, dragging Ye Qingyu and walking out: "Oh! We'll figure it out when we get back! Enjoy today, enjoy today. Do today's things, do it tomorrow!"
Ye Qingyu was dragged out, but his words remained in the room: "To calculate the costs at the end of the year, I have to look at the situation of each branch to know for sure——"
"Oh, tomorrow, tomorrow!" Jiang Anan was extremely positive.
Jiang Wang followed up with a smile, and asked An An specifically: "Why do you, Sister Qingyu, calculate so many accounts now? It's hard to look at the piles of them."
"I like it!" Ye Qingyu replied quickly: "Why don't I pay more attention to my own business?"
"It's also practice!" Jiang An'an said with a smile: "Aunt Bai said that Sister Qingyu wanted to join the world and see the mortal world in the most polluted place, bustling with people and getting rich and famous - so she opened an inn!"
The correspondence with Ye Qingyu had never stopped. Of course Jiang Wang knew who this 'Aunt Bai' was, and couldn't help but ask An An: "Why are you called 'Aunt Bai'? She is a great master of Confucianism, so you have to be polite."
Jiang Anan laughed: "I would like to call Grandma Bai, but Aunt Bai won't let me, and Sister Qingyu won't let me either. I'm in a dilemma!"
Ye Qingyu quickly covered her mouth: "Why are you talking so densely today? Is it because the back of the book is missing?"
Jiang Wang's eyes were full of smiles, and when he was about to say something, he opened his palm again, and the Taixu magatade in his palm flickered.
"How about forget it? Let's go next time?" Jiang Anan caught a glimpse of this and yawned: "I just happened to be tired from playing today."
She turned to look at Zhou Hui: "Are you tired?"
Chou Hui, who had just jumped three feet high and was running forward and backward, instantly dropped his ears and fell to the ground. He was very tired.
Jiang Wang threw Taixu magatama back and picked up stupid gray with his kick: "What does it count? If you agree to go today, you will go today. When has your brother ever fooled you? It's just some gossip, no need to reply.
——I have agreed that the place you choose must be thrilling and thrilling, as it will not show off your brother’s abilities!”
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"How is it? Have you contacted me?" asked a charming voice.
This is a noisy restaurant, and three people are sitting across from each other by the window on the second floor.
A more specific description is that Yin Guan with disheveled hair is sitting alone on one side, and opposite him sit a man and a woman who behave in an intimate manner.
People are coming and going on the street.
This really doesn't look like a place where members of the killer organization would meet.
Not quiet enough, not dark enough.
According to the King's preference, let alone any cemetery or mass grave, why not choose a righteous village?
But this was the first meeting between him and his boss after the Ji Yanyue incident.
He couldn't change Yin Guanding's position.
It is very troublesome to cause trouble for Jingguo, even if it is just a small amount of trouble. During this period, the two brothers were almost caught by their pigtails several times. In order to better hide his traces, he has now changed into a female body.
At this moment, he was nestling next to Lin Guangming, who looked upright, looking at the leader with burning eyes——
The leader has just announced that he still has absolute control over the organization, has restructured the intelligence network, can resume business at any time, and can contact the remaining Yamas at will.
Although he doesn't know how many Yamas are left in the organization and whether the leader has recruited new ones recently.
Alas! Old friends are like leaves falling in the wind, and the corpses are thrown away. It really makes him, the widowed official, sigh.
Yin Guan turned his palm and stopped the communication. He picked up a glass of wine and said with a calm expression: "Well, I have contacted them all. They were very happy and active after receiving my message, and they can participate at any time.
Task."
"Hello, chief." Lin Guangming was new here and was very polite: "Can I ask a question?"
Yin Guan also made a "please" gesture with respect: "City Kings, they are all members of the family, there is no need to be so polite - please."
Yes, under the coercion of the Rogue King, Lin Guangming finally joined Hell No Gate.
He had no choice but to be forced to become an enemy of Jing Guo. He had no chance of hanging out under the sun. In order to compete for further resources, he had to join the "quick money" killer organization.
Putting aside my previous concerns, working in this organization gives me the opportunity to take in the souls of my strong colleagues at any time, so that I don’t have to look for opportunities one by one. It is really a very heart-warming job.
With his low-key character, he was originally going to be the Wheel-turning King of the Tenth Palace and live in the least noticeable position. However, the previous Wheel-turning King is still being tortured in the Central Heavenly Prison, and the position is not available yet. The Equality King of the Nine Palaces
Still alive and strong...
He had no choice but to become the City King of the Eight Palaces.
The third to last one is a bit eye-catching.
I am no longer careful enough in my duties, so I can only try to be more careful in my future work.
"I noticed that you seemed to be using Taixu Illusion just now to contact your colleagues -" the new city king Lin Guangming, resisting the nausea of being leaned on the shoulder by the Rift King, said cautiously: "Taixu Illusion said that Taixu Dao Master is independent.
Supervision, who knows what power the major hegemons have in it? The Central Heavenly Prison has been pursuing our organization. As killers, we use Taixu illusion to communicate, isn't it easy to be exposed? "
Yin Guan smiled: "Tell you a secret."
Lin Guangming showed excitement at being trusted and moved closer: "I will definitely keep your secret."
Yin Guandao: "I have never concealed my identity. King Qin Guang is Yin Guan, and Yin Guan is King Qin Guang. The whole world knows it."
Lin Guangming sat back and said: "You don't care, but other Yamas are worried about being exposed, right?"
Yin looked at him and said with a smile: "It seems you are more worried."
"I am also thinking about the organization -" Lin Guangming said sternly: "The leader may not understand me, but brother Wu Guan understands me as a person."
The Prince of Guangming nodded shyly beside him, and said with a pinched voice: "Guangming is a very reliable person."
Otherwise, how can we say that there is no door to hell and everyone is ruthless?
In such a disgusting scene, both Yin Guan and Lin Guangming showed no expressions on their faces.
"This time it's just a simple communication. The letters are all code words." Yin Guan explained: "In principle, we will never use Taixu Illusion to communicate tasks. In the past, emergency contacts between colleagues were usually through the help of others.
But he just escaped from the central prison this time, and it will take some time to clear the hidden dangers. If there is a mission next, I will notify everyone through safer channels."
Of course Yin Guan would not say that he had internal friends in Taixu Illusionary Realm and knew that it was safe, at least under normal circumstances.
At this time, the official king was shy and angry: "I hate it! Boss, haven't you already checked me many times and reviewed it for a long time before you would come to see me? Why do you still say that there is a hidden danger in my body?"
Yin Guan raised a finger and said with a smile: "Be cautious."
"By the way, boss." Lin Guangming said: "How many Yamas are there in our organization now? I want to have an understanding of our strength."
Yin Guan smiled and said: "At least there is you, I, the official, the king of Pingping, the king of Yama, and the king of Chujiang."
"Huh?" King Wu couldn't help but asked: "Boss, where is King Bian Cheng? Is he gone?"
Yin Guan thought of the unanswered letter he had just sent and shrugged: "Unfortunately, King Bian Cheng has died."
"Alas! Those are my close friends and relatives——" The Waifan King felt very sorry. He wanted to cry but had no tears, but stopped talking.
Grinding his teeth hard several times, he finally said to the urban king: "Brother, I told you that the second King Bian Cheng of our organization is a righteous man like me. We all stick to the light in the darkness.
It’s a pity that he didn’t wait for the light to come.”
"Ah. That's such a pity." Lin Guangming also expressed deep sympathy: "Guangming is here now."
The prince's pretty face suddenly became very complicated.
With his abnormality, he can't bear it.
Yin Guan raised his glass and said, "Why don't we drink this cup together to pay homage to King Bian Cheng."
Lin Guangming looked at the wine in front of him cautiously: "I don't drink at all, so I just send my thoughts. I hope he knows a lot and can take pity on me."
King Wu Guan was not his own body anyway, so he raised his glass and drank: "To King Bian Cheng!"
Yin Guan picked up the cup, shook it around, and sprinkled it on the ground: "Respect to all those who sacrificed for the organization."
The three good brothers sat here for a long time, and neither the wine nor the food were touched. This was the first and only sip taken by the official king. There were indeed three different poisons in this wine, all of which were colorless and odorless.
Three different people sitting at the same table.
It is indeed a very united organization with a bright future.