Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 185 Who Designed These Big Pants

The voice fell, and Yun Qi's image appeared on the light blue screen.

"Huh? This little girl is obviously a human, no matter how you classify it, she should be considered the power of our human race." On the seat in front, a man wearing a crane cloak and long clothes with a fairy air smiled gracefully, quite a bit. Immortal taste.

The great sages in the world, who have cultivated to the highest level, are collectively called immortals, and they belong to both the human race and the god race.

It's just that the gods are high above, cold and abstinent, but the immortals care about the sufferings of the world and can feel the joy, anger and sorrow of human beings, so the immortals are more inclined to classify themselves as human beings.

"This 'Banished Immortal' is as wild as in the legend, how can the ghost king's daughter belong to your human race?" Another ghost emperor Shen Tu asked angrily.

As a ghost emperor, he naturally does not have the ugly and ferocious appearance of ordinary ghosts. In fact, both he and Yu Lei have the appearance of gentlemen, even in black robes, they are still unstoppable.

"Exiled Immortal" laughed heartily, "Just kidding, why should this brother of the ghost clan care about everything."

"Since you have no objections, then it's decided. After Yun Qi arrives, I will continue to sit in the capital, and she will go to the northwest to take charge of this case of cavalry attack."

Hu Ju stood up and left first.

Seeing that the wrangling was successful, the bigwigs of other ethnic groups all pulled back their chairs loudly, stood up and stretched.

Suddenly, a huge snake demon twisted its waist and swam to Shen Tu's side, "Master Ghost Emperor, I want to know what you think about this matter?"

"The ghost king's daughter is in charge of this matter, you should ask her."

"I'm not talking about those cavalry, but this matter, the whole matter, how could a cavalry regiment that had been dead for thousands of years suddenly come back to life? Since it is a resurrection, there must be a purpose and a plan, and it is impossible to suddenly resurrect for no reason. I always I think..." The snake demon's voice is soft and enchanting, which is determined by her own family's characteristics, but her eyes are unexpectedly firm and deep, "A big riot is about to happen."

In the afternoon, Yun Qi, accompanied by Yun Qiuce, came to the capital, and the 49th Bureau sent a special person to pick it up, and sent it directly to the downstairs of the 49th Bureau's headquarters.

The Haizhou branch is located in a dilapidated office yard, very inconspicuous, Yun Qiuce thought that the 49th bureau had such a low-key style from top to bottom.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the headquarters, I suddenly felt blinded.

Looking up is a tall office building, tall on both sides and slightly low in the middle, forming a majestic and majestic feeling of symmetry, but Yun Qiuce stared at it for a long time, and said: "Who designed this building, it looks like a pair of pants. "

The receptionist was also an insider from Bureau 49, and the corners of his mouth twitched upon hearing this.

Such a modern-style building was of course rebuilt since Hu Ju took office. After all, the last director was 300 years ago. It is said that the previous director was a big boss of the human race. The headquarters of Bureau 49 is designed in the style of hook rails, with carved galleries and painted buildings, colorful lights hanging high, and the aroma of wine overflowing.

Every time the bigwigs of various ethnic groups come to a meeting, there is an illusion of visiting a brothel.

Now standing in the headquarters building of the 49th Bureau, there is an illusion of being hired by a Fortune 500 company.

Yun Qi is a small ball, today she is wearing a pure white shirt with black hearts on the cuffs, a light blue checkered bowknot on the neckline, short ear-length hair that is slightly longer, and a bun on her head.

Her little face is pink and her eyes are bright and watery. When she walks into the hall, she is like a little princess who doesn't eat fireworks.

After the receptionist swiped the access control card, the red brown solid wood door opened, followed by an automatic sensing glass door, and after entering, the inside of the 49th Bureau.

In the spacious and bright hall, a half-human, half-snake woman swam past them with a snake tail, and then a man with a red thread sewn around his neck floated over, saying hello to the reception colleagues, "Li Quan, Pick someone up."

The receptionist named Li Quan was obviously human, in his 20s, and looked very energetic. He nodded, "Well, go to my place after get off work in the evening."

"I know," the man didn't move his body, turned his head 180°, his pale face showed an excited expression, "Let's go black together, don't forget to take your buddies to fly this time."

Yun Qiuce licked his tongue and said, "I..."

Li Quan immediately said very politely: "Don't hold on, just faint if you want to. Before, some human colleagues who just came to report cried and screamed, and even thought that their brains were out of order and went to the neurology department. Now they have accepted it well. , it's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Oh." Yun Qiuce bit the tip of his tongue resolutely, telling himself that he would give Haizhou Xuanmen a face, and he must not faint.

Isn't it just a harmonious picture of the coexistence of the five races? What else can Taoist disciples not accept.

The decoration of the headquarters building is extremely luxurious, even more high-profile than ordinary Fortune 500 companies. There are gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging above the head, and even the surrounding walls have the illusion of being in a high-end club. The layout and decoration are extravagant and eye-catching.

Take the elevator to Hu Ju's office on the top floor.

Hu Ju opened the door himself, and the moment the door opened, the long and narrow vixen stared at Yun Qiuce.

Yun Qiuce was already in a state of high mental tension, and touched his nose suspiciously. This is the first time Director Hu saw him, why did he feel that his eyes were not friendly, and he did not offend him.

Hu Ju hadn't opened his mouth yet, when the famous "banished immortal" in human history spoke up, with a hearty and pleasant voice, "You are little girl Yunqi, you haven't gone to school yet, have you?"

Yun Qi's eyes lit up, "Wow, I know you, I even learned your poems from my uncle."

Yun Qi looked at Yun Qiuce excitedly, but Yun Qiuce was completely dumbfounded. The half-human, half-snake before was acceptable, and the man who turned his head 180° was acceptable, but this... this boss, why don't you... exist?

Shouldn't you be in the textbook?

The boss narrowed his eyes with interest, "Really? But my poems have been famous through the ages, and they are a wonderful flower in the history of human literature. I know this, but which poem did you learn?"

Yun Qiuce subconsciously wanted to cover Yunqi's mouth, but Yunqi's little milk voice was clear, and she blurted out quickly:

"Smoke was coming from the censer in Rizhao. Li Bai walked into the roast duck restaurant, drooling three thousand feet, and found no money in his pocket."

The boss was stunned, and looked at Yun Qiuce with a condemning look over Yun Qi.

Yun Qiuce covered his face, is there still time to go back to Haizhou?

He said with a sneer, "Just kidding, just kidding."

The boss is wearing a crane cloak Taoist robe and carries a sword with him. As expected in the book, he has both poetry, swordsmanship and Taoism.

"I heard that you stayed in Yuqing Temple for several years, so we can be regarded as fellow disciples." The boss pointed to the Taoist robe on his body.

He once asked Zhongnan Mountain and lived in seclusion as a Taoist priest for a while.

Yun Qi nodded, with eager longing in her ignorant eyes, "Bai Da Da, can you go to the Northwest with me? I want to learn poetry from you."

The boss straightened up and looked up into the distance, as if recalling some past events.

"It's okay to go there. The Yumen Pass, the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the beating of war drums, and the carving of BMW saddles have all passed for so long."

(End of this chapter)