Gold Medal

Ye Chi's heart was full of waves, but his face was still calm.After confirming that there was a ghost behind him, Ye Chi turned on the chatter mode, trying to make the ghost not boring as much as possible, and wash his mind.

"How long have you been a ghost? Are you used to it? Let me tell you, being a ghost is actually very interesting. The ghosts in the underworld are very enthusiastic."

"Judge Meng Po serves a dragon, you don't have to worry about getting lost in the underworld."

"Also, people who have been to the underworld say that our underworld is well built and cultured well."

Slacker: "..."

This person talks a lot of nonsense, but I don't want to say a word, what to do, I'm so tired of moving my mouth, the slacker continued to tilt his head and spread his head.

Ever since he made up his mind to jump down the stairs, he never took half a step away from here.

Because of laziness...going...

Hearing from Mr. Security, who just left a few years ago, said that the underworld will arrange for a messenger to come and pick him up, which made him more firm in his belief that "it will be picked up by the messenger".

The ghost in front of him must be a ghost, why is it as big as himself?

Never mind him, don't bother to think about it!

"Why are you lying here all the time?" Ye Chi finally got to the point, but the ghost behind him didn't seem to be very happy to tell him.

Of course, Ye Chi didn't know that the slacker ignored him because he was lazy.

After Ye Chi asked several questions, the slacker didn't answer, and Ye Chi asked again: "Do you think I'm annoying?"

Beside the crack in the pitch-black wall, the slacker nodded earnestly, but of course Ye Chi didn't see it.

Ye Chi seemed to have a tendency to continue talking, and the slacker uttered several times in a hurry: "Zhi-zhi-zhi-"

"Are you the reincarnation of the mouse spirit?"

Slacker: "..."

God damn mouse spirit!

After chatting a lot, the fear in Ye Chi's heart gradually decreased. The ghost behind him seemed a little gentle, and he never spoke.

Ye Chi chattered alone for a long time, Jiang Lang turned in through the small door, holding a shiny white cat in his hand, the white cat was curled up in Jiang Lang's arms, very uncomfortable.

For a while Ye Chi didn't dare to speak anymore, he was afraid that the ghost behind him would attack suddenly.

"Meow..." Jiang Lang walked closer with the white cat in his arms, only three meters away from Ye Chi, and Jiang Lang realized something was wrong.

Ye Chi looked at him, his lips moved slightly, "Do you want to go back to the underworld? If you want to go back, just say a word."

Looking up, Ye Chi could see that Jiang Lang's face froze, and his hands curled up on the white cat's body clenched into fists.

The slacker behind him raised his eyelids, quickly closed them again, and let out a lazy squeak.

Who doesn't want to go back to the underworld, the key is that I am lazy!

Jiang Lang gave Ye Chi a look, and Ye Chi immediately understood and continued chatting with the ghost behind him: "How did you die?"

no answer...

"Hey, let me tell you about the underworld again, just say what you want to hear!"

A weak voice came from behind: "Squeak—"

This ghost is really annoying, I really want to move it, and is he a errand?I'm afraid it's a fake if you're so goofy!

"Hell is a magical place...the ghosts inside...all experienced death..."

Slacker: "..."

The slacker opened his eyes, and slowly got up, his movements mechanical and weak.Moss' body had covered his entire face, and his own face could not be seen clearly at all.

"Brother, you interrupted my sleep." The slacker narrowed his eyes, his voice was low, and he looked impatient.

The slackers were all stimulated by Ye Chi to sit up.

....

At this moment, Ye Chi was only a few centimeters away from the slacker. He retreated subconsciously, but seeing that Jiang Lang was already behind the ghost, he took a deep breath and looked into the ghost's eyes stiffly.

You must turn all the ghost's attention to yourself, otherwise Jiang Lang will be in danger.

Although this ghost seems to be harmless to humans and animals.

Slacker: I'm not aggressive in the first place, are you thinking too much?

"I... also told you, ghosts from the underworld..." Ye Chi spoke to the lazy ghost, and glanced at Jiang Lang's ghost binding rope.

What happened to the ghosts in the underworld?

Before Ye Chi could speak, an orange rope fell from his head, and the slacker blinked his eyes twice, a little confused.

"Jiang Lang, you scared me to death just now." Ye Chi's eyes welled up with tears, and he stretched out his hand to ask Jiang Lang for a hug.

Jiang Lang stepped forward to comfort him, and his heart gradually calmed down.Just now he detected the panic in Ye Chi's heart, and the fear in his heart suddenly increased, but fortunately nothing happened.

The slacker sitting on the ground felt a little wronged, who scared who?I slept well here, suddenly there was an ass sitting in front of my face, and then I was forced to babble, now it’s all right, tie me around my neck and walk me like a dog?

"..."

"I'm a errand, I'm taking you back to the underworld." Ye Chi said to the slacker on the ground in a straight voice, but the slacker turned his head arrogantly.

How can there be so much nonsense?

Jiang Lang tugged heavily on the rope, and the slacker suddenly felt that the rope was getting tighter and tighter. He turned his head and said stiffly, "It's over if you said it earlier!"

"I've been waiting here for almost five years. Your work efficiency is too low." The slacker wanted to cry, God knows how many mushrooms grew on his head.

Jiang Lang: "..."

The slacker hooked the rope around his neck with his fingers and said to Jiang Lang, "Let go, I won't run."

The ropes used to bind ghosts are always used to bind the limbs or body of ghosts, and are rarely used to strangle the neck. This time, Jiang Lang was in a hurry.

Ye Chi glanced at the slacker, looked at the neck that was tightened by the rope, turned his head and muttered to Jiang Lang: "He should be in pain."

It hurts, but no matter how tight it is, you won't die a second life, it's just a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Lang stretched out his hand to pull Ye Chi behind him, and then silently recited the mantra, and the rope fell off automatically.

"Stretch out your hand." Jiang Lang said seriously.

The slacker laughed dumbly, he really wanted to stretch!But the joints and brain have been useless for a long time, and it was a bit difficult to handle the movements. It was just an accident...

Several seconds passed, and the slacker's hand was raised out of the distance invisible to the naked eye.

"Brother, I'm a slacker...I really can't do it..." The slacker's words were full of tears, and Ye Chi burst out laughing when he heard these words.

No wonder this ghost has been silent, it turned out to be a literal slacker!

Jiang Lang: "..."

"Then can you walk back to the underworld?" Ye Chi was curious, he especially wanted to know how lazy the slacker was.

Jiang Lang's clear eyes also turned to the slacker, waiting for his answer.

The slacker touched his two index fingers aggrievedly. He was a little shy and didn't want to answer, but it seemed that he couldn't answer in this scene. He stumbled and replied, "Probably...not possible."

Now Ye Chi, who was leaning behind Jiang Lang, laughed, and indirectly sprinkled salt in the slacker's heart, while Jiang Lang was thinking about what to do to bring the slacker back to the underworld.

It is no problem for two people to lift the tonnage of the slacker, but it is too laborious. It would be great if there is a magic weapon to shuttle back directly to the underworld.

Ye Chi's reaction was always half a beat late. When he said: "How to take him back?", Jiang Lang asked back: "Do you still remember the spell to shrink ghosts?"

Time seemed to be frozen, Ye Chi's sincere eyes flashed, his mouth moved slightly: "I forgot..."

Jiang Lang: "..."

How did you use it so smoothly when you first used it for me?

Ye Chi stuck out his tongue at Jiang Lang.

"Can you ride a bicycle?" Jiang Lang pointed to the bicycle leaning against the corner.

Ye Chi nodded and looked at Jiang Lang expectantly.In the novels, the hero always takes the hero with him on a bicycle. Isn't that very romantic?

"I'll take him by bike, and you ride another bike." After saying that, Jiang Lang turned around and went to the corner to push the cart.

The fantasy dream was completely shattered with a click, so angry!Ye Chi glared at the slacker sitting on the ground at this moment.

On the way back to the underworld, Ye Chi rode very fast, because he didn't want to see the two ghosts stuck together behind him.

Of course, after a long time, the speed gradually dropped to less than three seconds.

"Jiang Lang, wait for me!!"

Why are the legs all about the same length, the gap is so big, Ye Chi feels pain in his heart.

When he arrived in the underworld, Ye Chi didn't chatter with Jiang Lang, but kept chattering with the slacker.

The slacker refused in his heart, but facing Ye Chi's face, his heart softened like a piece of gummy candy.

Ye Chi's words were still incoherent, he asked the slacker, "Why can frogs fly?"

Slacker: "??!"

What's the problem?The lazy ghost turned his head to look at Jiang Lang, as if asking him for help.

Jiang Lang didn't say a word, the corners of his mouth were tightened, and he looked unhappy.

"Huh?" The slacker replied simply.

Ye Chi couldn't wait to say the answer: "Because he drank, he was a little drifting."

"Oh." The slacker nodded.

"Why do snakes fly?" Ye Chi asked again.

This time the slacker was witty, and quickly replied, "Because the snake and the frog have a drink."

Ye Chi touched his chin, shook his head, and said in a tone as if to appease his stupid son, "Because the snake ate the frog."

Then Ye Chi asked again: "Then why can the eagle fly?"

"Because the eagle ate the snake, it's all right, I know it!"

"..."

Before Ye Chi could speak, Jiang Lang coughed lightly and said, "Eagle has wings."

Slacker: "..."

It's all tricks!

When he arrived at the judge's hall, Ye Chi saw Shang Shansi standing at the gate from a distance, and hurriedly pushed Jiang Lang to prevent him from entering.

The Shangshan Division should have come to visit the class, if Jiang Lang was seen by the Chacha Division inside, it would be a disaster.

Jiang Lang understood, stopped and pointed to the way home, Ye Chi nodded obediently.

The slacker forgot to glance at Jiang Lang and asked Ye Chi, "Where is he going?"

"He's coming home."

Slacker: "..."

"Is it possible to live in the underworld?" In fact, he had wanted to ask a long time ago. When he returned to the underworld just now, his "laziness" disappeared, and he also paid attention to the surrounding buildings.

"Okay." He hesitated for a while, because the number of people in the underworld is increasing, but there are only so many real estate, so will they be able to afford a house in the future?

In addition to this, the leaders at the top also began to complain that the underworld staff is too saturated.

There are two ways to deal with it. The first is to tell the ghosts who are new to the underworld that the underworld cannot be lived in. The second is to reduce the issuance of temporary residence permits and reduce the time effect of temporary residence permits.

The first kind is a bit difficult, because houses can be seen everywhere in the underworld; the second kind is quite simple, but the ghosts who issue temporary residence permits can easily offend people.

The relevant leaders of the prefecture also advocate the introduction of high-tech talents, and they have exhausted all methods to develop the prefecture.