The judge held the book of life and death and sighed deeply at Ye Fei, who was bowing his head and counting his toes.
"Mumu... You're at the bottom again this quarter..." He said it with sincerity.
The boy named Mumu felt aggrieved, and his baby face was particularly pitiful.
"People... They are not dead..."
"What do you mean, this person is dead!" The judge wanted to poke holes in the account: "The soul has jumped out! You stuffed it back again! Did you tell me that you are not dead?!"
"I... I... I..." Ye Fei swallowed and did not dare to look up.
He was really embarrassed to say that the ghost's cries were too scary, so he just slipped his hand and punched it in...
"You are a ghost! You are a life-locker! You are not a person who provides benefits to people! I will give you a last chance!" He said and threw a life card: "I will give you half a year to take this person in. If you can't do it, you can go to the 18th level of hell to clean up the oil pan."
Ye Fei immediately picked it up and said, "Don't worry, sir! I promise to complete the mission."
From that day on, Cha Ye Fei, a notorious idiot in the underworld, took on the number one SSS-level mission in the underworld.
Just looking at that confident little expression, it's obvious that he doesn't know anything about it...
The old judge has not thrown away the fate card for hundreds of years, so he has found someone to take advantage of.
Fu family.
That aristocratic family that all the ghosts in the underworld have no control over.
People say that the King of Hell tells you to die at the third watch, but no one can survive until the fifth watch.
Hey, not the Fu family.
All the ghosts all showed expressions of pity at the same time.
The old judge lacked great virtue this time.
The child's life is too hard...
Intention: Brother, the underworld is so fun. I'll take you for a walk, Starry Eyes.