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

Chapter 186 This old friend has become a fairy
Hu Ju carried Yun Qi to his desk, Xiaotuanzi watched the video, and stretched out his hand towards Hu Ju.

Yun Qiuce was at a loss, "Xiao Qi, what do you want?"

Hu Ju lazily handed out a bag of chips.

Yun Qiuce was even more at a loss, looking at this Hu Ju who he met for the first time but seemed very displeased with him, he felt that he knew Yun Qi better than himself.

But Yun Qi never said that he had friendship with him in the past, even if there was friendship, it could only be in the capital, wait, during those years in the capital, didn't Yun Qi stay honestly on the mountain all the time!
Yun Qiuce was confused.

Yun Qi finished watching the video while eating potato chips, analyzed it carefully, and solved the problem that several major races were arguing about just now.

"These are soldiers who died in battle and returned to life. They are not really alive. They are generally classified as zombies. Strictly speaking, zombies do not belong to the ghost race. The folks classify them as demons. Our Xuanmen also conforms to the folk saying. , Count the zombies as the demon race."

Hu Ju's white and slender fingertips tapped the table happily, "I just said that the so-called big bosses are in high positions and have been away from the grassroots for too long. These long-standing and controversial issues are not as good as a little girl like us."

There was a faint smug look in his eyes.

Yun Qiuce had a sense of crisis, "That's right, it means our Yun family has good genes."

Hu Ju glanced at him indifferently, and sneered at him, "Good genes?"

"The Immortal" was already lying down on the sofa wearing a large crane cloak, and asked lazily, "What is a gene?"

"Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and rats can make holes when they give birth." Yun Qiuce explained first.

"The Immortal" didn't take it seriously, "No, I have always believed that I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone."

So you are a "banished immortal", Yun Qiuce complained silently.

"I can't leave the capital easily. It's fine for three or two days, but not long enough." Hu Ju said.

Yun Qi nodded, the little milk voice was clear and confident, "Then go, Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi hasn't been to the Northwest yet."

The corners of Hu Ju's lips curled slightly, with a somewhat helpless smile, "I didn't ask you to go on a trip. The little girl has a wild temper when she goes home. Remember, 30 people in the tour group must be brought back, whether they live or die. The public has an explanation."

Yun Qiuce was surprised, "What is your current explanation?"

Didn't even see this news.

"We explained to the family members that we temporarily blocked the news, saying that they lost their way in the storm, and the local police are doing their best to search for them. It has just been two days and the family members are in a good mood, but a few more days of delay will make it impossible." After Hu Ju finished speaking, he turned to Yun Qi, "I'll arrange for you what kind of helper you want to bring with you when you go out this time."

Yun Qi used to be a loner, but this time it was different, what she had to face was an army.

"I don't need it, I just want Bai Dada, and I still have to learn poetry from him on the way." Yun Qi raised her head, her eyes full of longing and curiosity for poetry.

In the past at Yuqing Temple, she spent most of her energy studying metaphysics, reading various ancient books on metaphysics. The master and disciples each had their own things to do, and no one taught her poetry.

When I got home, I learned a few songs from my uncle, all of which were the simplest ones, but from Bai Dada's disgusted expression, I can roughly guess that my uncle probably didn't teach serious things.

When Bai Da heard this, he chuckled and narrowed his eyes, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

Hu Ju: "Okay, let's go now, I will arrange a helicopter for you in the 49th round." He looked at "The Immortal", "You used to travel by riding a deer, how about taking a plane this time?"

"I don't care. Although the big bird is ugly and doesn't know how to flap its wings, riding a big bird may inspire my poetry."

Helicopters are very important to Bureau 49, because some human employees and some demons and ghosts are in an unstable state and are easy to show up when going out. In order to avoid frightening ordinary people, helicopters are the preferred means of transportation for employees on business trips.

After dinner, Hu Ju arranged everything, Yun Qi only took her Bai Dada and her uncle Yun Qiuce with her.

Because the flight was by helicopter, Yun Qi asked to make a stop, saying that she was going to visit an old friend.

The helicopter was rising steadily, and the rumbling sound made Bai Dada very dissatisfied. He was such a fairy-tale and elegant person, even when he died, later generations would make up a beautiful legend for him, saying that he was drunk In the middle of the night, he took a boat to catch the moon in the river, but he stumbled and fell into it and drowned.

This way of dying is very consistent with the image of him pursuing romance all his life.

"This big bird is so noisy, if I knew it, I would have ridden my god deer." Bai Dada couldn't help complaining, then lay down on the seat, closed his eyes, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

"What a god." Yun Qiuce sighed.

After flying for about two hours, the helicopter stopped halfway. It was already evening, and the airport was already on the outskirts of the city. When I got off the helicopter, I could see the towering Qinling Mountains in the south. Although I couldn’t see the city, I could imagine At this moment, the urban area is full of traffic and people are shaking. The ancient palace is located at the end of the broad long street, exuding dazzling brilliance.

This is an ancient city, but also a lively city.

Bai Dada walked out of the airport, stood looking at the desolate field outside the airport, and sighed: "I haven't come back for many years, and I have become like this."

Yun Qiuce explained respectfully at the side: "Baixian, the times always have to develop. Modern cities are like this. Without reinforced concrete, our life would be very bad. However, the Daming Palace and Xingqing Palace in your era Everything in the palace is still there, even Huaqing Pool is there."

Bai Dada narrowed his eyes, as if recalling something that happened in that magnificent place.

The long river of history rushed past his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, they came to an ancient temple on the outskirts of the city.

It was autumn at this time, and when I walked halfway up the mountain, I saw the almost diffuse golden yellow in the ancient temple. The huge ginkgo trees had luxuriant branches and tall branches, and the leaves had all turned yellow. People are intoxicated.

The fallen ginkgo leaves spread a golden carpet on the grass.

Bai Dada sniffed his nose as soon as he approached, "There is a lot of spiritual energy, and there is a sense of immortality. Your old friend has already become an immortal."

When the words fell to the ground, a heavy and simple voice came: "Little friend Yunqi, you are here."

There was a faint smile in the voice.

Yun Qi stepped forward with a sweet smile and a light voice, which formed a huge contrast with the thick voice just now.

"Grandpa Shu, I'm here to see you."

The simple and deep voice came from the ginkgo tree, "Hehe, it's finally here. I promised to bring me food, but I never came. The young man next to you is the food you brought. Watch me swallow him in one gulp. "

　I also want to pretend that I have a rich collection of manuscripts and a new and luxurious appearance, but the reality is that I write chapter after chapter like this.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)