After serving tea in the Yin Division for three hundred years, I didn't even get into the official establishment.
The day the layoff notice came out, the King of Hell kicked me: "Go down to the grassroots and serve the masses."
When I landed, the back of my head hit the steps of the police station. All I had was a tattered "Book of Life and Death" - only thirty-six pages were left.
But these thirty-six pages are enough.
Write your name, leave your body for five minutes, and go directly to the dead person for questioning.
[Ding - The book of life and death has been activated: check the deceased Zhou Haiping, the cause of death: the paper man claimed his life, the murderer lived in room 1201 downstairs.
Write other people's names and the balance of Yangshou will be clear at a glance.
"Yin Fengnian, you have seven days left in your life."
The big boss from Dragon City's underground spirit city opposite, his legs went weak on the spot.
Even if you deduct a hundred years of virtue from yourself, you can still give the dying person five more minutes of life - just enough to give your last words.
[Warning: The Yin De balance is insufficient, please operate with caution.
After three hundred years as a temporary worker, I have learned nothing but one thing -
The king of hell has no control over those whom the king of hell does not want.
"Zhao Suo, can you expand your staff? I plan to do something big in the world."
