Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

"I hope those monsters are gone..." Ji Mingzhao looked at the flickering sky, enduring the severe discomfort caused by the rapid alternation of Yin Qi and spiritual energy.

The two of them, one ghost and one demon, supported each other and slowly walked towards the government office.

"...Even if we are still here, we still..."

...There is no other way but to take a gamble. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead, they still have to make a breakthrough.

Ji Mingzhao took a deep breath and forced down the turmoil in his stomach. At this time, there were many more monks on the street than before. There were at least hundreds of monks on this street alone. These monks were surrounding and supporting each other. While walking with difficulty on the street, seeing Ji Mingzhao and his entourage walking towards the government office so resolutely, either out of curiosity or out of the first-sheep effect, they began to gradually gather towards the entrance of the government office.

Xu Guangbai supported Ji Mingzhao, used his shoulder to open a small crack in the mottled red door of the government office, put his left eye close to the door, and looked inside the door cautiously.

"This fellow Daoist of the Demon-Suppressing Sect, who are you?" At this time, a monk came up and saw that Xu Guangbai's robe was a disciple of the Demon-Suppressing Sect, so he boldly asked, "Is there anything unusual here?"

Xu Guangbai did not accept the monk's words, but turned to Ji Mingzhao: "No."

Ji Mingzhao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the twitching of his internal organs caused by the rapid alternation seemed to be much better, and even his waist seemed to be a little straighter.

She waved her hand as if pointing the country: "Open the door!"

Xu Guangbai rolled his eyes at Ji Mingzhao, his face full of disdain for Ji Mingzhao's bullying, but his body was very honest. Ji Mingzhao gave Xu Guangbai's order and immediately opened the door.

The monk who asked the question before had not seen such a rude disciple of the Demon Subduing Sect for a long time. He complained that he was young and ignorant of etiquette, but he followed Ji Mingzhao and his entourage into the yamen very honestly.

As the Zhumen opened, more and more monks followed the monks in front and entered the mansion.

At this time, the stage outside the front hall of the government office has been removed, revealing an empty courtyard. The monk who asked the question before wanted to follow Ji Mingzhao and his entourage and hug the Demon Subduing Sect's thighs tightly, but as the people came in, There were more and more monks, and Ji Mingzhao and his party were submerged in the tide of monks, and they could no longer be found.

"Tsk..."

The monk clicked his tongue in annoyance, and could only return to the group of monks. Under the cover of the group of monks, he hid in the center of the flock like the timidest sheep in the flock. As the sheep moved forward, Go with the flow.

Ji Mingzhao and his party quickly passed through the group of monks and entered the lobby.

After putting the concealment talisman given by Qingxi back on their heads, Ji Mingzhao and his party quickly passed through the lobby. With the change of the light ball in the sky, there seemed to be some subtle changes in the government office.

The messy garden at the back of the lobby seemed to have become sparse with the change of the light ball. The sparrow on Ji Mingzhao's shoulder was so smart that it took off into the sky and flew into the distance to explore without even asking the leader.

The sparrow flew for a full quarter of an hour and finally flew back to Ji Mingzhao's shoulder. It opened and closed its pointed beak and silently reported the situation to Leader Ji.

"Is there a house at the deepest part of the garden?" Ji Mingzhao was a little surprised. He didn't know whether the house was already there or whether it appeared after the light ball changed.

"Well done," Ji Mingzhao, as a leader, is not stingy with his praises, and skillfully gives some empty sweet dates to give his subordinates more motivation to move forward. "Next time, if you do well, I will consider giving you a promotion." Personal position."

The sparrow happily swallowed the big cake drawn by the leader in one gulp, and even its little chest straightened a little more.

Xue Wen watched in silence as Ji Mingzhao was so skillful in his set of combos that it was heartbreaking. Apparently, he often received verbal praise from his boss. He thought for a long time and didn't know how to comfort him. He could only pat Ji Mingzhao's shoulder lightly. .

"..." Ji Mingzhao slowly looked back at Xue Wen's hand patting his shoulder. He wanted to say firmly to Xue Wen, "I'm not, I'm not." But Ji Mingzhao couldn't. She couldn't deceive a proletarian who had also been beaten by society. Class, the evil capitalism hurt my body and mind and gnawed at my flesh and blood, leaving only a walking zombie who lives from eight to eight every day, so Ji Mingzhao can only turn his head to the other side, out of sight and out of mind. The group of them followed the sparrow's guidance and moved forward. It takes a quarter of an hour for a sparrow to fly, and it is even farther when walking on foot. The breath Ji Mingzhao saved when he opened the door was completely consumed, but the road still seemed far away. Incomparable.

At this time, the light balls in the sky changed again, and seven light balls appeared in the sky at the same time, arranged in a row from left to right, each one a little brighter than the other.

Ji Mingzhao was shocked and quickly ordered to the sparrow on his shoulder: "Quick, go explore again!"

The sparrow still remembered the cake Ji Mingzhao drew for it a quarter of an hour ago, and felt that this time was the next time Ji Mingzhao said in the cake, and immediately rushed out with great energy, like a cannonball.

"...What are you going to say next time?" Xue Wen looked at the sparrow's retreating back and looked down at Leader Ji.

"It's a joke, I've eaten more cakes than I've eaten in more than 20 years, but I'm just a little sparrow who hasn't experienced society."

Not long after, the sparrows flew back from a distance like cannonballs, their young faces full of innocent expectations.

It was so happy that it had no time to pay attention to its feet, and actually scratched a small hole in the clothes on Ji Mingzhao's shoulder with a kick as big as a grain of rice.

But this little sparrow was still new to the world and felt that a small flaw was innocuous. Before he could stand firm, he quickly reported to Ji Mingzhao.

"The house is still there? OK."

This opportunity that came to my door naturally gave Leader Ji room to play: "You are quite good, little comrade." Ji Mingzhao said, "But, you are still a little reckless. What if I was injured just now? Didn't I think about it?" Pass?"

The sparrow lowered his head in guilt.

"You know you're wrong, just know you're wrong, and you have to correct it next time."

"But there is no chance of getting promoted," Ji Mingzhao opened the stems of a flower as tall as a person. She knew very well what a slap in the face meant, "As long as you are willing to work hard, you will be able to do it one day." , your future is limitless.”

When the sparrow heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. His eyes were full of longing for other sparrows to guide the country after being promoted in the future.

"If you know it, do it well." Ji Mingzhao continued to walk forward while drawing cakes for the sparrow. Finally, after walking for another quarter of an hour, he finally saw the small house that the sparrow mentioned.

It is said to be a small house, but it is just a wooden house about thirty square meters in size randomly built with wooden boards.

The planks and planks were so sparse that you could stretch an arm through them, and there were even two-finger-wide cracks between the planks on the door.

But even though it was so sparsely built, the interior of the wooden house was still pitch black from the outside, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

"Woodshed?"

Xu Guangbai stood in front of Ji Mingzhao and looked inside the sparse door panel of the woodshed with great vigilance.

(End of this chapter)