Chapter 62 Advance salary, one month’s salary is two kilograms of spiritual fruit
Seeing that he didn’t dare to move, Jian Xiangdi put the talisman paper into his pocket, walked to the female ghost with the black bag, Hand her the black bag.
"These are for you to eat."
The black bag contains big, red, fresh strawberries with aura on them.
The tongueless female ghost raised her head and looked at him in disbelief. The intimidating power of the talisman just now also scared her, and she did not dare to take the bag.
Jane took another step forward to Di's hand, and the female ghost took the bag tentatively, opened the bag, picked up one strawberry inside and ate it, then the second one, the third one... she ate it quickly .
After eating several spiritual fruits in a row, her transparent soul gradually solidified, and her eyes became clearer and brighter.
Seeing so many spiritual fruits being eaten by female ghosts, Xi Jun's eyes turned green. If he hadn't been worried about Jian Xiangdi's talisman, he would have snatched them away.
Xiao Jing was a little surprised to see him get so many spiritual fruits, "Did the webmaster ask you to get these?"
Jian Xiangdi: "No, this is me Salary advance to webmaster ”
"Salary?" Xi Jun's face was full of surprise, "She gave you this spiritual fruit as salary?!"
Jian Xiangdi nodded.
So many spiritual fruits are wages! Working in other places in the underworld, you can't earn the salary of one spiritual fruit for a month. The courier at Huangquan Station earns so many spiritual fruits for a month!
Xi Jun was upset, why couldn't he find such a good job?
Xiao Jing also looked at Jian Xiangdi with some envy. As a courier at Huangquan Station, he could freely shuttle back and forth between the underworld and the underworld every night.
But now was not the time to be envious. He thought of the high-level undercover agent who had gone out just now, and hurriedly asked Jian Xiangdi, "Did you see a high-level undercover agent going to the inn when you came here."
Jian Xiangdi nodded. Nodding, "I saw it."
"Is the webmaster okay?"
"It's okay, our webmaster is fine."
Xi Jun didn't believe it. "You, the webmaster, violated the regulations of the inn and sent things from the underworld to the human world. How could it be okay?"
Xiao Jing: "That ghost guy didn't attack the webmaster."
Jian Xiangdi shook his head calmly, "No, they are reasoning peacefully."
Talk peacefully reason?
Both Xi Jun and Xiao Jing looked at Jian Xiangdi with puzzled faces.
Facing their doubtful looks, Jian Xiangdi's expression was a little subtle, "It's a matter of peaceful reasoning..."
If he ignored the golden talismans flying all over the sky that he saw, they were peacefully reasoning.
Time goes back to when the gate to the underworld opened just now.
Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu successfully checked in at Huangquan Station. Yang Fan arranged work for them as usual, and arranged for them and the ghosts who came to pick up the express to go to another mountain to clean up the weeds in the fruit trees.
On the road, they already knew that they could get spiritual fruits to eat by working. The ghosts didn’t resist at all and happily took over the weeding job.
When they were leaving, Jian Xiangdi stopped. After much hesitation, he made his request to Yang Fan, "Webmaster, can I advance one month's salary?"
Liang Zishu turned around and asked doubtfully, "Brother Kid, what are you doing with the salary advance at this time?"
Several other ghosts also turned around, looking back and forth between Jian Xiangdi and Yang Fan. They were curious about what the Huangquan Station courier's monthly salary was.
Yang Fan sat on the stool, holding the little white tiger in her arms. She lazily opened her eyelids and looked at Jian Xiangdi.
The eyes that met hers seemed to see through everything.
Jian Xiangdi suddenly became nervous and explained stumblingly, "I... a friend is injured, and I want to give her some spiritual fruit."
"So... I want to advance a little salary..."
He looked at Yang Fan expectantly, "Can you? Stationmaster." Under his expectant gaze, Yang Fan raised his hand and pointed to the backpack on one side.
"Pack it yourself, two pounds, your salary this month."
The little white tiger was not happy when he heard this, and looked up at Yang Fan with his eyes Question her.
Doesn’t it mean that these fruits belong to it? Why should it be given to others? !
Yang Fan pressed its head down mercilessly, "You have already eaten your portion for today, you can't eat any more."
Little White Tiger:? ? ?
It was unconvinced and wanted to arch its little head. It wanted to raise its head and reason with Yang Fan, why can’t it eat anymore today?
But the hand on the head was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard it was, it could not be lifted out. The little white tiger struggled for a while and then gave up the struggle.
Forget it, let's eat tomorrow, let's eat tomorrow. Master Baihu can bend and stretch. If he gives up, he will give up and lie on Yang Fan's body obediently.
Liang Zishu said in surprise, "Our monthly salary is two kilograms of fruit!"
A few other ghosts:! ! !
One month’s salary is two kilograms of spiritual fruit!
Is the inn still short of ghosts? They want to do it too!
An expression of surprise suddenly appeared on Jian Xiangdi's face, "Thank you, webmaster!"
She will definitely be well after eating two kilograms of fruit!
He happily walked to the side of the backpack and took the black bag on the side, filled himself with fruits, then weighed two kilograms with the scale on the side, and showed it to Yang Fan while weighing.
She just glanced at it and withdrew her gaze, "Okay."
Jian Xiangdi mentioned the two kilograms of fruit she had prepaid, "Stationmaster, can I go back to the underworld now? ? I’ll go deliver the fruit and come back to work soon.”
Yang Fan nodded and said, "Go."
This little kid is quick and obedient, so she can still satisfy this small request.
Jian Xiangdi leaned over and bowed to Yang Fan, "Thank you, webmaster!"
Other ghosts were even more envious. Not only could they advance their salary, but they could also take leave at will.
Thinking about their work in the underworld, those Zhou Papi bosses would like to have them working twenty-four hours a day.
Jian Xiangdi was carrying the fruit and was about to leave. When the other ghosts were going to work in the fields, they suddenly felt that something scary to the ghosts was approaching at the gate.
The air around the yard was fluctuating and distorted due to the presence of that existence. Even the little white tiger on Yang Fan's legs felt the danger, raised his head, and stared in the direction of the yard.
Yang Fan felt it the first time. She raised her head and looked towards the yard, looking at the black figure slowly walking out of the black mist. She raised her eyebrows slightly, yo, there is a visitor at home.
When Jian Xiangdi and other ghosts in the yard saw the black shadow, they immediately retreated to both sides, for fear that taking a step back would make the other party angry.
Although Liang Zishu didn't know who the visitor was, she could feel the powerful ghost power on him, and hurriedly followed Jian Xiangdi and others to the side.
Soon, the figure came to the door of the inn.
Yang Fan saw his whole face clearly and commented in his heart, he looks good and his strength is not bad.
It’s just...
She met the ghost’s eyes. When their eyes met, she couldn’t tell who he was. She could only see a black mist in front of his forehead. .
The little white tiger seemed a little afraid of this male ghost, and his little body kept digging into her arms.
Yang Fan sat on the chair without moving. She ran her hands along the hair of the little white tiger and asked the visitor, "Are you okay?" have to.
(End of this chapter)