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

Chapter 202 The little girl has a lot of aura

"Then why did you name yourself Zhang Yong?" Yun Qiuce asked.

"Because this name is common enough." Zhang Yong said in a deep and meaningful voice, then nodded slightly to Hu Ju: "Thank you Hu Ju, you are busy, so don't bother me."

After finishing speaking, he took the little skull and walked out.

Yun Qi stared at the back of them leaving.

White?Black and white white!

If it weren't for a sad past, no one would change their name and surname casually.

"Fox spirit, I want to see Zhang Yong's internal information." Yun Qi said suddenly.

"Huh?" Bureau Hu narrowed his long and narrow eyes, with a smirk on his face: "What misunderstanding do you have about our 49 Bureau? Our 49 Bureau pays great attention to the privacy of employees. If you want to see internal information, you need to get your permission."

"I've already got permission, stupid fox!" Yun Qi ran to Hu Ju's side, stood on tiptoe, but still couldn't reach her, so she stretched out her small hand and grabbed Hu Ju's ear and pulled it down.

Hu Ju's face was full of resentment: "Xiao Qi, these are the ears I grew through my own efforts."

He rubbed his ears and bent down obediently.

Yun Qi lowered her voice, and the little milk's voice was soft and soft: "Zhang Yong asked me to check. He has deliberately approached me many times to attract my attention."

Hu Ju was stunned, remembering that yesterday when he was sending Yun Qi to the kindergarten, he happened to meet Zhang Yong and his son. At that time, the little skull was making a fuss and didn't want to go to the kindergarten. In the end, it was Yun Qi who coaxed him to do so.

Yun Qi winked at him.

In the restaurant, in the kindergarten, and today, Zhang Yong doesn't say much every time, but he always makes people notice him.

"Okay, since Zhang Yong has that intention, then satisfy him."

Hu Ju took Xiao Qi to leave, Yun Qiuce hurriedly asked, "Hey, what about the two of us?"

"You go to the restaurant to eat first, we will be back in a while."

Yun Qiuce wanted to say something, but was dragged away by Li Bai hooking his shoulders.

Duan Qingsong was in a dazed moment of rebuilding his world view, obediently following Yun Qiuce's ass.

Yun Qi and Hu Ju came to the archives room together, and the one managing the archives was Hu Ju's kind, a little red fox.

Turned into a human appearance, she was only a teenage girl, with a bewitching fox tail behind her buttocks, and her hair was soft and fluffy, which looked like a cluster of flames from a distance.

"Miss Qi, what file do you want to see, sister will get it for you." The soft and charming voice unique to the fox family is like a cat's ear plant gently teasing people's ears.

"Sister knows me?"

"Who doesn't know little friend Yunqi, and the one-legged ghoul you brought back from the snow mountain." The fiery red fox's tail wagged happily.

Yun Qi scratched her nose, and the little milk said in a serious voice: "Sure enough, good things don't go out, and bad things spread far and wide. The half ghoul was brought back by Li Bai, and Xiao Qi is also an innocent victim."

"Hey!" Hu Ju leaned on the bookcase and asked amusedly, "Don't you admire Li Bai very much, and you betrayed him so soon?!"

"Li Bai is mostly an adult, and he should learn to be responsible for what he has done."

"Hehe," the red fox covered his mouth with a chuckle, "You're an interesting little girl, my sister likes it. Tell me, what do you want to find out."

The chat is over, let's get to the point.

Yun Qi got Zhang Yong's file, opened it, and each picture automatically appeared in front of her like a movie.

***
After resting for a few days, Bai Ying finally resumed work and continued filming the previous variety show.

The fans scolded the show crew for falling off the horse, and felt sorry for the idol being ridiculed by netizens, so they worked hard to make a grand support.

Bai Ying got off the car, and the cheers of mountains and tsunami immediately rang in his ears. Fans rushed up like a tide, shouting his name loudly, holding up lights and banners.

"My brother is so handsome!"

"Brother, rest well!"

"Brother, you are the best, don't care what Heizi says."

……

Bai Ying wears sunglasses and keeps smiling. The fans' pursuit is both annoying and beneficial.

Although the Bai family has accumulated endless money, the family has always kept a low profile and does not allow anyone to show their faces.

Bai Ying was taught by his family to hide himself since he was a child, which made him feel very depressed, until a talent scout discovered him two years ago and tried his best to encourage him to debut.

"You are so handsome, and your family is rich. I don't know how many girls like you when you debut."

Bai Ying was not reconciled to living in the dark all the time, so he debuted as a star, enjoying the chasing of the spotlight and the shouts of fans.

The recording of the program started, and during the waiting stage, he looked around.

"There are so many people today."

he told the agent.

"Of course, most of them are your fans. Your fall made them feel bad."

"Really?" Bai Ying raised the corners of his lips as he said.

Since they are all his fans and love him like crazy, why not...

Thinking of this, he took out a shrunken bronze square tripod from his pocket.

Fang Ding is only the size of a palm, so it fits perfectly in the palm.

If you look inside carefully, you can see a dozen small ghost figures standing unsteadily, all with dull faces.

"Xiaoying, what is this?" the manager asked.

"Oh, the gadgets in the family collection, just take them out to play with."

As Bai Ying said, he grabbed Fang Ding and made an upside-down motion.

In an instant, a dozen or so ghosts were released from the tripod, landed on the ground, became larger in an instant, and then dispersed into the crowd, each looking for a suitable target.

It's a pity that no one at the scene could see it, Bai Ying thought regretfully with the corners of his lips curled up.

If they could see it, they would see a female ghost with disheveled hair standing behind a program director, pouting and greedily sucking his energy.

A small baby spirit was sitting straddling a female fan's neck, sucking her soul energy with its fine fangs with its mouth open.

Even behind the manager, three ghosts appeared, surrounding him greedily absorbing his luck.

The manager turned his head and saw Shirai Shadow staring at him with a smile. His eyes under the sunglasses were as black as ink, and he couldn't see the hidden emotions clearly.

"What's wrong?" the manager asked in surprise, twisting his neck.

"It's okay. Seeing that your complexion is not good, you'd better go to the hospital."

"Me? I'm in good health."

"Really?" Bai Ying smiled.

Half an hour later, more than a dozen fierce ghosts all returned to the cauldron, and the cauldron overflowed with spiritual energy instantly.

Bai Zhen walked through the crowd and came to Bai Ying, with a worried expression on his face: "Master..."

"Look! You have collected so much spiritual energy in just a short while, Uncle Zhen, you are too cowardly, it would be a waste to put this soul refining cauldron in your hands."

"Master, you have already collected enough spiritual energy, can you give me the Soul Refining Cauldron?"

Bai Zhen stretched out his hand to take it, but Bai Ying withdrew his hand abruptly, holding the Soul Refining Cauldron in his palm.

"What's the hurry? I haven't played enough..."

"Let's welcome our little guest this time, Miss Yunqi!" The host introduced enthusiastically.

Yun Qi was wearing a pink autumn princess dress, white stockings, and a blue hair band on her head, like an elf who had fallen into the world, she came out from behind with a smile on her face.

After inquiring that Bai Ying would continue to record the program, and the program needed several children as guests, Yun Qi asked Bureau 49 to operate secretly and sent her to the recording site.

No one knew her identity. From the perspective of the program team, it was just that the family watched their daughter look beautiful and wanted to train her to be a child star, so they had to record more programs to make them familiar.

Bai Ying's breath stagnates, "Uncle, that little girl's spiritual energy is surprisingly abundant!"

(End of this chapter)