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Qi Baoer smiled cutely and waved her little paw: "I'm looking for envoy No. 86, can you please call me?"

The white-faced long-haired gatekeeper fluttered: "..."

The person who can knock on the gate of the underworld and get a "respectful" reply after he reported it, dare he say he can't?

But why is this scene a bit weird?

Why is it so like his second aunt came to his house to ask for debts?

"Okay, Miss Bao, wait a moment."

The door slammed shut again.

Qi Baoer leaned against the door with her chin in her hands, her eyes seemed to be looking into the distance with some obscure eyes, and she didn't seem to be looking at anything but just staring in the air.

For some reason, she instinctively resisted stepping into the realm of the underworld, as if it was a place she particularly hated.

She also knew that she couldn't hide from the people above the underworld knocking on the door here, but they respected each other and kept a tacit understanding. She was unwilling to enter the underworld no matter in her previous life or this life, but Uncle Xie and Fan Shu knew that she was already standing here. Nor would he run out to find her.

I don't know what kind of entanglement she has with the underworld, but Qi Baoer guesses, at least for her, it should not be a good memory.

Otherwise, she would not instinctively resist a place in her soul.

Tut tut, what a hassle.

After a while, the door squeaked again, and this time, he poked his head up and down from the crack of the door. Below was a gatekeeper with a white face and long hair, and above was a kind old man with white hair, eyebrows and beard.

"Miss Bao, it's really you." The 86 envoy's joy was not faked, he had been waiting for Qi Bao'er for a while.

The last time Qi Baoer found another envoy who practiced Taoism during his lifetime, that girl was not on the Taoist path, and he talked about the inheritance of teachers and did not pass it on to outsiders. When Qi Baoer got angry, he dragged him out of the door and beat him hard. Suddenly, he even snatched the universe bag from him.

However, Qi Bao'er didn't lower her strength, after all, she is a government official in the underworld, so she has to give Uncle Xie and the others face.

The robbers only took a few talisman books and martial arts from the Qiankun bag of the No. 32 messenger, and one of the inner strength and mental methods for Qi Kang'an, and returned the others together with the Qiankun bag.

Then, based on the principle of fair trade, this girl took out a lot of food in the space in exchange.

Qi Baoer gave the food to Qi Baoer's hand, but even ghosts could taste it.

No. 32 was originally very upset when he was forced to make a deal, but the gatekeeper kept telling him that the little girl could not offend him, so he endured it. .

However, after he stuttered, he immediately changed his mood.

Although becoming a civil servant in the underworld is a different kind of immortality, the commonality is that public servants can't change it, for example, they can't taste anything in their mouths.

Number 32 is addicted to food, and these foods are not exactly in line with his preferences.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he immediately said to Qi Baoer: "Inner skills and mental skills cannot be practiced by anyone. If you practice a fork, your life expectancy will be seriously affected."

When Qi Baoer heard this, she clenched her fists and wanted to beat him up. The inner strength method she chose for her father could produce a fork, that was her own father.

No. 32 hurriedly retreated into the door, only revealing a pair of eyes, and said anxiously: "Let me introduce someone to you, envoy No. 86. He was a national doctor in his lifetime, and there is no one who cannot be rescued by him."

Qi Bao'er didn't take this to heart at the time, she knew how attractive Piao was to Piao's delicious food, she just thought it was pushing someone out to earn more food.

Uh... that's true too, but well, number 32 isn't here for the food.

Qi Baoer's strength number 32 has been learned, that is the person who can crush himself with one finger, such a person actually took his Qiankun bag and only took a few things in it instead of snatching everything, and paid the reward ···

This is a principled and kind man!

There is no reason to talk to you in the underworld. You are not as good as others. If you are robbed, you will be robbed for nothing. There is no place to reason.

On the 32nd, I immediately thought of my friend, and hurriedly pushed him out to make an impression first, maybe someday the little girl will be useful to me, and this relationship will be connected.

In fact, the emissaries of the underworld are a little messy, and they are just superficial.

Become floating, life is good or not, it depends on whether relatives and friends of future generations remember you, and can burn something for you.

Most of the people who can become envoys are people from the mystical arts world before they were alive. If you spy on the secrets of the heavens, you will be counterattacked. Most of them will give you five disadvantages and three disadvantages.

Even if there are still descendants, what can we burn?

There are also many who have been engaged in the messenger industry for a long time, such as No. 86, who has been in the position of messenger for hundreds of years. How many descendants do you think will remember them and burn things for them?

If you want to encounter that kind of person who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods again, you won't even have a hair.

No, most of the envoys can only live on the wages and benefits of the government.

But the competitiveness of the messenger industry is not so strong, even if the salary is good, they have to constantly improve their own competitiveness to maintain their competitiveness, otherwise they may be replaced by others at any time.

Another example is No. 86.

When he first became an envoy, he was No. 20 in the top 32. Later, his great-great-grandchildren who didn’t believe in ghosts and ghosts didn’t burn him anything. With the envoy’s salary and benefits alone, he always had No. 26. Help from time to time, and the century time still dropped from 86 to [-].

So after hearing Qi Baoer mentioned on the 86nd on the 32th, he has been looking forward to it.

He doesn't want to eat and drink, but hopes to use this to have some relationship with the world, so that someone can burn some paper money for him during the Chinese New Year, so that he doesn't have to borrow from others if he wants to buy anything.

Qi Bao'er didn't bother to talk too much, and said bluntly: "I heard on the 32nd that you were a national doctor and a heavenly doctor before your death. Someone who can be called a national player and also a heavenly doctor must have good medical skills. of."

The light in No. 86's eyes brightened up a bit, making Qi Baoer a little inexplicable.

First explain the situation of the Imperial Forest Army in the inner circle, and then ask: "I can use spiritual energy to heal their bodies, but the Shadowless Army has more than a few hundred people, and there may be similar situations in other armies."

No. 86 understood, "Miss Bao, do you want me to treat them?"

Qi Bao'er said that she doesn't know much about medical skills, what she knows is saving people with spiritual energy and saving people with merit, and the two methods are not too difficult for her.

So, after hearing No. 86's answer, her small face sank slightly, "You can do it."

No. 86 was stunned for a moment, knowing that Qi Baoer had misunderstood, she quickly waved her hands and explained:

"When you see a doctor or an injury, I have to see it before I know how to treat it and prescribe a prescription. I can't just give you a remedy or a prescription after you tell me, Miss Bao.

The medicine is three-point poisonous. If the medicine is not taken correctly, people will not tell if it can't be cured, or the condition will get worse. "

I hope Bao'er knows this, but... Isn't it a national doctor?
If No. 86 knew Qi Baoer's question, he would spray salty soda all over her face.

Damn, the national doctor is not a god, okay?

(End of this chapter)