Chapter 39

The eighth hall is in charge of the city king.

Usually, the eighth hall is nothing serious. If you can come to the eighth hall, you basically have to go to the pot and suffocate twice, but it's just a matter of degree.

These ghosts brought trouble and depression to their close relatives before they died, so they were thrown to the eighth hall to feel the general depression of the pot.

As for the unjust case, it was solved earlier. If you want to be reincarnated, you can go directly to the tenth hall.

So the eighth hall is empty.

I want to fish when I'm empty.

As soon as you fish, you are more free.

Just compress the work and finish it in an hour.

There are a lot of documents on the platform of the city King case, and the screen is still rolling in front of him, but he is lying on the table and playing with the tablet.

Xiaoxiaole is fun.

Uno is also fun.

It's fun for big fish to eat small fish.

Why is minesweeping so interesting?

If someone gets the metroking tablet and looks at the daily usage time, he will find that the average daily usage time is at least 13 hours, which can be regarded as the senior of the fishing class, and even make people suspect that playing this tablet is the job of metroking.

"The game is so fun."

City King buried himself in response: "yes."

"Do you still hope that there will be a few more games in the world, and by the way, a few more of the latest game machines will come down?"

The king of the city felt a little wrong when he heard the voice. He immediately locked his tablet, stuffed the paper on his desk, pulled out a guilty and false smile and looked at the man: "Wenji, how did you come here? What's the matter with King Qin Guang? "

Wenji was a concubine in the harem before her death. After her death, she got a chance to be a ghost, and later she was promoted to a magistrate. She belongs to the judge of the first hall. She is very beautiful, and she works well.

In the hell, few people don't like Wenji.

Except for now, the city king.

He was almost scared to death by Wenji.

Wen Ji didn't mention the city King fishing again. She just stood there and kindly asked: "the previous meeting said that the little boss of the world hot pot shop is now a guest in the first hall. Just now, including King Guangwang of Qin, King Yama and king of rotation, they all agreed that the hot pot shop is the best place to open near the eighth hall. It's time to come along later. "

When the king of metropolis heard this, he was stunned: "are the three kings of hell in the first hall?"

Wenji answered, "yes."

One is the current underground boss, one is the former underground boss, and one is a smiling tiger.

The city king felt that he had been trapped and muttered, "why don't you go to the seventh hall? It's very hot there."

Wenji thought: "probably because the seven halls are too bloody, it's not suitable for the small boss to open a shop."

There is a reason.

city king still feels that these people are too lazy to see themselves, which is to throw people away, trying to make themselves less fish.

It's really scary.

"It's just a hotpot shop." The city king is relieved, "give it to..."

Wen Ji laughed and interrupted the city King: "this kind of power can't be transferred to the hands of judges. According to the original idea, after eating the hot pot, the ghost has to be ready for reincarnation. It's about reincarnation. You have to show up anyway. "

City King

Wenji smiles.

Metropolitan King: "I suspect you want to persecute me."

Wenji continued to smile: "how can it be? I am the judge of the first hall, not the tenth hall. "

The city king thought, "yes, I'm going to reincarnate after eating. Why isn't the tenth hall in charge? It must be the rotation king who wants to persecute me. "

Wen Ji

Wenji suspected that the king of the city had been fishing too much, which damaged his brain.

The eighth palace is no different from other palaces in specifications.

The king of the city has been informed, and always wants to take out a look of hell. He waves his hand and arranges the palace a little. Then he creates a pile of tables and chairs. He looks like he is very welcome to the little boss of the hot pot shop.

Then he lowered his head and pulled out the tablet: "I'll play this game well."

Wen Ji

……

After the address of the hot pot shop is determined in the eighth hall, Yama and the rotating king will go back to work. As the first hall, King Guang of Qin had the largest workload, so he could not receive Meng Xiaoni well.

After several courtesy, the hotpot business was completely transferred to the city king.

Jiang Jiang takes Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng to the eighth hall.

From Guimenguan to Gonggong Road, most of them are ordinary roads. There are stone pillars on the edge of the road, and the lights on the top of the pillars emit a small light to guide the way. The road between the palace and the palace has no signpost.

It's a warm white guiding light.

The guide lamp is made of metal. It is slightly fat, retro and lovely. It also has the sign leading to the palace.

"In the early days, the work of guiding was done by ghosts. Later, the workload was too heavy, so this kind of guiding lamp was designed." Jiang Jiang obviously likes this kind of lamp very much. He also lightly touches the body of the street lamp. "The principle is firefly."Fireflies are green, this is white.

Meng Xiaoni looked at being lit for a while, tilted her body, tried to maintain stability, and continued to lead the way. She thought this kind of light was very pleasing.

The guide lamp led several people to the door of the eighth hall, and the light turned into warm red.

Meng Xiaoni stopped.

Just a moment, there will be a ghost messenger to invite them in.

Meng Xiaoni follows the ghost.

As soon as I entered, I heard a voice full of complaint: "I'll play another game. What's the matter? Don't you play games when you're the king of hell? "

And a very helpless female voice: "city king, people are coming."

When Meng Xiaoni came in, she saw an older man sitting on the throne. He was dressed as luxurious as the previous three. He had a slightly fat face, a little high hairline and a little unhappy face.

There was also a woman beside the man, who was wearing the same clothes as Jiang Jiang, but she was light yellow.

He's also a judge.

Jiang Jiang arched his hand: "I've seen you, my Lord."

Meng Xiaoni followed and arched her hand: "I've seen you, my Lord."

The city King frowned and waved: "sit down. I know about the hot pot shop. Where do you want to build it? What tools do you want? How many helpers do you need? What are the opening hours? "

He said a string at a time, Meng Xiaoni heard a little confused.

Seeing that Meng Xiaoni didn't know anything, the city king turned his head and looked at Wenji. He was even more angry: "why doesn't she know anything? In the game, the store can go bankrupt in one day. "

The crowd on the scene: "I'm not sure."

Jiang Jiang stepped forward and couldn't explain to Meng Xiaoni: "my Lord, I just informed my boss yesterday, and today I brought people to the underground. You don't have any detailed ideas about this. Even the location of the store is just determined by the eighth hall. "

The city King patted the table: "you mean, want me to think?"

If you disturb the city king to fish, you will naturally be bombarded by the city king.

Being implicated, Jiang Jiang has no choice but to look at Wenji beside the city king.

Wenji felt out the city King's tablet: "my Lord."

City King board face frown: "hmm?"

"There are 135 simulated business games on your tablet, of which 23 are running restaurants and playing. Of these 135 games, only one has been abandoned by you." Wen Ji turns the tablet to city king and asks in a seductive tone, "don't you want to open a physical hot pot shop?"

The city king was shocked by Wen Ji's idea.

Wenji smiles at the city King: "the theme can be designed by yourself, the ingredients can be found by yourself, even the pots are ready-made in the eighth hall. The recent volcanic eruption is serious, and the heat is enough to make hot pot. "

The city King stares at the tablet and finds himself shameful.

What kind of achievement is it that a fisherman can materialize fishing?

Wenji took the tablet back: "of course, the main duty of Yama is to manage the official business of the eighth hall. This kind of small business, you come out now, and turn it over to the ghost messenger later... "

"No way."

City Wang Yi just words called out: "this kind of thing I will arrange."

Meng Xiaoni watched the city king. She was angry at others at the first moment and hit her face at the next.

She thought that the ten kings of hell were either quite serious or had a lot of heart. As a result, this city king is more like a child than a child?

He didn't think there was a problem.

He looked at the first few people standing in front of him, but he didn't lose his temper. He lit the table and chair on the side and said, "sit down and have a cup of tea first. Don't worry. It's not made of the Ming River. You won't have a broken brain after drinking it. "

Jiang Jiang leaned over and motioned Meng Xiaoni to sit down first.

Meng Xiaoni found a seat and sat down.

GUI Feng sat beside her and moved the tea away a little: "underground tea, you are not suitable to drink."

Meng Xiaoni was obedient and didn't touch her.

City Wang flat no longer, in front of him to work on the main screen with a little operation, while sliding the screen, while talking to Meng Xiaoni: "I look at your information. Oh, Meng Xiaoni, raised by her adoptive father and mother, opened a hot pot shop in the world. Special ability. "

He looked at the little Mengpo in the brackets and didn't read out the three words.

Meng Xiaoni sat there and answered.

City Wang continued to look at the information: "well, the design of this company is not bad. The underground government can refer to it. This hotpot shop is very simple to build, and its scale will be much larger than the hotpot shop in your world. The point is, can you make hot pot in time

Meng Xiaoni didn't know: "I haven't tried to expand the production. What's more, the soul state of hotpot is different from that of normal people? "

She said with a little distress.

Now the king of the city finally has the appearance of the king of hell. He is quite dignified. With a little comfort, he says this to Meng Xiaoni: "don't panic, just try. The power of the soul will be much stronger than you think. Otherwise, how can the GUI Chai and the judge achieve the present situation? "He carefully looked at the other Yama, in Meng Xiaoni information remarks, hand dun dun.

The city king looked up at Meng Xiaoni.

He turned his eyes to Guifeng again Ghost Phoenix? Do you always offend the king of hell or the king of rotation? "

The ghost Phoenix slightly picks eyebrows.

The king of the city felt that he was not the only one who had been trapped. He couldn't help laughing: "Yama left a note on the information, saying that Phoenix is good at controlling fire. This hotpot shop makes a fire. Just give it to Phoenix."

GUI Feng

The king of the city said: "the good man, King Yama, certainly can't do this kind of funeral. I think it's suggested by the rotating king and written by King Yama."

The city King sighed: "it's a miracle."

Meng Xiaoni couldn't help but live beside the ghost Phoenix and asked in a low voice: "the underground government keeps pace with the times, so far, there is no induction cooker? And by making a fire? "

GUI Feng