There was a look of awe on his face, and he was saying words that were willing to serve the anchor.

And here, the painting masters had already drawn a rough frame in just a few strokes.

"There is no animation version this time, wait for the anchor's handsome photos!"

At this moment, the anime version is no longer worthy of their exciting mood at this moment, and it also cannot present the wonderfulness of this painting!

"Sitting to wait for the boss's painting!"

"Boss, come on!"

"It's over, my middle school soul is about to awaken!"

"Wake up! My Eye of the Abyss!"

Soon, the barrage of the live broadcast room flew past. On the road, after Jiang Chen's contract was successful, he directly opened the underworld passage and walked in first.

Behind him, the driver also returned to the driver's seat, and the passengers also returned to their seats. As the bus started, they followed Jiang Chen into the underworld.

This was the first time everyone in the hearse came to the underworld. While they were in awe, they couldn't help but feel a little novel. The passengers sat upright and placed their hands on their legs obediently.

I was afraid that I would make a fool of myself for the ghost officer, or that I would not have seen it, and that I would cause some trouble to see it, but my eyes and ears still couldn't help but pay attention to things outside the car.

But I couldn't help but think, it turned out that the underworld is like this. There are really many ghosts and ghost messengers here! There are actually cow heads and horse faces, it's over!

It's over, it's over! Why do you feel like you want to go to the toilet at this time? It's so nervous!

"Did you see, I just got back a bus!"

"I saw it and saw it. That bus is so big! It makes me miss my sports car! It's a pity that I can't take it down, otherwise I can drift a little."

Jiang Chen had just returned with the bus for a while, and the news spread quickly, but thinking about it, there was really nothing to hide.

In the ghost market.

Although ghosts open shops and set up stalls, they are very idle most of the time. When they have new gossip, they must be the first to know.

When Jiang Chen was free, he would often come here to walk around. One of the reasons was to inquire about the news. At this time, he saw a few ghosts sitting around the door of the store.

Sharing the latest news, the ghost who brought the news couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "Come on! Be stricter, better than anything else. I heard that the ghost messengers have been busy with this matter recently."

As the two ghosts spoke, they looked at the street in front of them at the same time, and saw a row of patrol ghosts dressed in uniform had just walked past the street.

Seeing this situation in front of me, a ghost next to me supported his chin and murmured: "This topic has ended here. I don't want any cars or food. I just want to bring my phone down to play games or something."

"After all, if you have a mobile phone in hand, I have it all in the world, and it doesn't matter where I stay."

"Okay! You can just produce and sell it yourself? Look at Shumozhai, isn't it just a food production site? How many spiritual food has it become!"

"Hey! I heard that Shumozhai, who wrote the novel, seems to have an author disappeared!"

As soon as this was said, several ghosts stopped again! After all, they said that this question was coming, and several ghosts looked at each other.

"Work and work are all gone!"

"I've also set up a stall. The things I bought last Ghost Festival have not been sold yet."

The few ghosts just got up, scattered, and were busy with their own affairs.

I saw the ghost messenger in the front street - Sixteen, who was patrolling with five ghost messengers. Since the last time he was promoted to a ghost general in the junior training room, he has become the patrol team leader.

In fact, the patrol team is different from the Black and White Impermanence Team. You should know that the patrol team’s daily work is based on groups. In addition to the brigade leader, there are also various group leaders below.

The black and white impermanents can not only complete tasks alone, but generally speaking, there is only one captain on it.

"Sir..." A woman walked over from the edge of the street. Sixteen raised her hand and the entire patrol stopped.

"I heard you are counting missing ghosts?"

The woman was wearing a white robe and a bun on her head. She walked forward in a hurry and didn't dare to get too close. She thought about it and continued.

"I have a friend who has been chatting well. I have been missing for many days. Can you help me find it?" The ghost man beside Sixteen had already taken out his small notebook and started recording.

Since the King of Hell held a meeting of captains that day, the work of their patrol team has changed a little. In addition to increasing the number of patrols, they also need to count the missing ghosts.

The management of the ghost market is relatively not that strict. If there is no big trouble, ordinary ghost workers will not interfere.

After all, those who can stay here are not extremely vicious evil spirits.

Sixteen looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Are you sure it is missing? Instead of going to another place?"

The woman shook her head repeatedly, and the silver hair accessories on her head also shaking, and said with a very certain look: "No, if she went to another place, she wouldn't have greeted me."

"Okay, then tell me about your friend's name, appearance, and address, as well as her movements in those days."

"She is Lily, and there is a brown mark on the corner of her eyes."

The ghost mess beside the sixteenth side recorded everything the woman said. After the woman left, the ghost messenger in charge of counting looked at the information on the notebook and muttered.

"How did these ghosts get rid of them? It's really a headache!"

Without investigation, I don’t know. Only after this statistics found that there are still quite a few missing ghost messengers. It’s just a group of them. I don’t know how many statistics were made in other groups?

Moreover, this has been discovered. There are many ghosts who like to go alone, and they probably haven't been discovered even after they disappear. After all, most of the ghosts' emotions are cold.

Some ghosts are even too lazy to say a word even if they find that there are ghosts that are missing.

"Strengthen the patrol! See if you can find the traces of those 'worms'," said Sixteen.

"yes!"

At this moment, the patrol team continued to walk forward, and they had to go in and take a look at all alleys. Maybe the "worms" that were hiding in would like to hide in the houses in these corners.

...

"That's all for today's live broadcast."

On this side, Jiang Chen took the hearse back to the door of the Eighteenth Palace.

Because the hearse is too big, it takes up too much space when entering. As for the ghost who took the ride, it has been handed over to other departments of the underworld.

After closing the live broadcast room, Jiang Chen briefly talked about the subsequent work arrangements to the ghost on the hearse, and then took a simple walk around the hearse.
Chapter completed!