Disqualification between tweets

Before Tong Mo became Jiu, he had already finished his life as a ghost.

Whether it is as a human being, because the natural colorful eyes are regarded as a miracle, or after being transformed into a ghost, the intersection with those beautiful girls.All this came to an end with his death. In the end, the butterfly-like girl "kindly" cursed him to go to hell. Tong Mo opened his eyes again, and he was already in hell.

The upper head is King Yan Mo, hidden behind the haze-like curtain, the whole hall presents a dark and stagnant tone that Tong Mo doesn't like very much.But amidst the gray and black, Tong Mo saw a red-haired swordsman standing under the steps of King Yan Mo, with one hand resting on the hilt of the sword. All lit up.

"Then, Hong will leave, Jiu."

The red-haired swordsman bowed his head to King Yan Mo in salute, and then passed Tong Mo with his sword in one hand, and finally the surroundings were completely blue-gray of hell.

[Sinner Tong Grinds. 】

On the steps, behind the curtain, the voice of judgment hangs down.

[Sentenced to work forever. 】

Tong Mo didn't like this kind of punishment very much, but he had no choice at all, and was forced to mine at the bottom of the world, surrounded by the same heinous people.Tong Mo soon became bored with this day-to-day life that seemed to be endless at a glance, so he ran away, and was caught back as expected.

His original intention was to increase the guilt, and it would be best to increase it to the point where it would directly drive him out of his wits.

But he obviously underestimated the bottom of the world. Those who are judged here are all people who have committed serious crimes. Almost everyone has thousands of lives on their hands. The range of guilt is infinitely widened here. It just increased his daily workload a lot, and it didn't constitute a qualitative change at all.

Tong Mo: "..."

This is desperate.

And I don't know which genius made the reform-through-labor prisoners at the bottom of the world add ideological education courses.After finishing the heavy work every day, I was so tired that I had to lie down immediately, but I had to be dragged to class, including but not limited to reading laws, explaining classic cases, and replaying bad videos during my lifetime.

"I heard that Yan Mo, the confidant of King Yan Mo, suggested Hong Yan Mo. It's a genius."

One of Tong Mo's colleagues finished his day's work and labor, lay down next to him, and silently vomited his soul.

"No wonder it's called Hong'Yan Mo', he really is a devil."

Tong Mo not only has to work every day, but also watches his own little movie, which is really very sad.Sometimes the projectionist at the bottom of the world will play a trick for him, let him watch the tragic death process of some ghosts, and teach him not to eat people, who will be struck by lightning.

Tong Mo: "..."

Of course, these small films will not involve what happened after Tong Mo's death, because since his death, he no longer belongs to that world, and the subsequent events have nothing to do with him.If the crusader who was reused wants to know, there may be a way, but Tong Mo is just a repeat offender, and he doesn't want to know at all.

She just wants to run away.

The former boss Gui Wu Tsuji was cut into [-] pieces by a certain swordsman. Tong Mo watched it no less than a thousand times, and every time he felt the fear of climbing up in his blood, there was a shadow , I have nightmares, I feel that life cannot go on, and I want to escape.

Once again, he escaped and was caught, and the sentence could not be extended. Tong Mo saw the red-haired swordsman again.

"The guards at the mine are not tight after all, thanks to your trust, Hong will do his best!"

After the red-haired swordsman finished speaking respectfully, he turned his head and looked straight at Tong Mo.

"Okay, you have to change the place and form. From now on, Hong will be your warden Chiu."

"Come on, become a chirp!"

Few people know that Yan Moting has another role - when there is no other way, the boss who is a top swordsman personally suppresses and reforms criminals who have committed heinous crimes. There have been several successful cases before, and repeat offenders can also reform themselves. Diligently continue to create value.

That is to do housework!

Tong Mo slowly opened Qicai's eyes, he woke up, the smell of breakfast and other chirping voices wafted outside.He lay down on the cushion for a while to calm down, trying not to let himself think about eighteen hundred pieces, and stumbled out following the scent.

He wants to eat!

Hong Yanmo was cutting sandwiches for Zun Jiu, when he sensed Jiu Jiu's movement for the first time, he raised his head and smiled at Tong Mo.

"Wake up Chiu? Come and eat Chiu, there are desserts and meat you like."

The boss's friendly smile dispelled eighteen hundred shadows, Tong Mo's eyes lit up, and he flew up to the table to find his place.The sweet soup he likes is a little far away from him, Tong Mo stretched out his head, and someone cooperatively handed it over to him. This is the kind of treatment Tong Mo has never experienced from anyone other than the boss!

"Thank you chirping! Do you want to be chirping friends with me?" Tong Mo raised his head happily, and then he saw another protagonist of the [-]-piece movie, with the earrings of the other party's flower buds under his ears light.

At that moment, the frightening look of the swordsman in the short movie, the [-] flying scenes, and the inexplicable fear that appeared in the blood made Tong Mo successfully forget the sweet soup, and rolled off the table neatly .

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp!"

Tong Mo exploded his feathers into a ball, screaming frantically under the table.The people at the table and Jiujiu all showed puzzled expressions, while Hong Yanmo's expression was a little dignified and a little hesitant.

"It seems to be a bit of a stress reaction. It shouldn't be chirping. Tong Mojiu is obviously not afraid of meeting strangers."

"Leave me to chirp!" Osamu Dazai bravely jumped off the table, came to Tong Mo, and questioned the shivering chirp in doubt.

"Chirp chirp? Chirp chirp chirp?"

"Chirp! Chirp, chirp!" Tong Mo responded immediately, pouring out his inner fear.

"Chirp? Chirp!" Dazai Osamu's expression gradually became serious.

"Chirp Chirp! Chirp!" Tong Mo nodded with tears in his eyes.

Osamu Dazai jumped back to the table with a solemn expression, explaining the people on the table and Jiu.

"...I don't understand Chirp at all."

Everyone & Jiu: "..."

Then what a fart you are!

As soon as Ji Guoyuan put down the chopsticks in his hand, he hesitated. He felt that Tong Mo's situation seemed to be caused by him, but he was sure he had never met him.After all, such special eyes will definitely leave an impression.

"Can't Hong understand what he's saying?"

Hong Yanmo nodded affirmatively.

"Listening to a special chirping talk is like listening to a dialect."

After all, it is an industrial sparrow.

The isolated and helpless Tong Mo burst into tears, trying to keep himself as far away from Ji Guoyuan as possible, so that the sense of fear that made his hair explode would not be so severe.

Hong Yanmo suddenly remembered, "Is it related to the world Tong Mojiu lived in before? It is said that it is a world where ogres exist."

When he said that, Ji Guoyuan understood and said calmly.

"It should be. If he was a ghost, he would naturally inherit the blood of the ghost king. I once beheaded the ghost king. That fear may come with the soul."

And little movies.Tong Mo added in his heart, squatting on the side and crying, the breakfast was delicious, but he couldn't make it through.Hong Yanmo had no choice but to bring his meal over in person, watching Tong Mo eat with big mouthfuls while crying.

Tong Mo was halfway through eating, and raised his head to look at Hong Yanmo with hazy eyes.

"Boss, I'm so sad today, can I work?"

Hong Yanmo didn't believe his nonsense, and knocked him on the head with the scabbard "kindly".

"You can't chirp."

Tong Mo didn't give up, he had to seize the great opportunity to be lazy!He opened his mouth, and was about to make another wave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the scabbard that Boss Hong was hitting on his head from the corner of his eye.

Tong Mo: "..."

He sees the knife as a bit...

Seeing that Jiujiu finally noticed Yuanyi's knife, Hong Yanmo immediately said happily: "Isn't it beautiful? This is Yuanyi's knife Jiujiu. We will change the knife to use it during this time."

Tong Mo chose Huiguqi, he kicked his legs and lay flat, his young heart was immersed in the grief that Boss Hong had to bring a sun wheel knife to get along with him during this period of time.

"Why did you faint again! You are sick!" Hong Yanmo turned pale with shock, and Osamu Dazai immediately fanned the flames beside him.

"Send Tong Mo to the hospital Chiu! Give him an injection Chiu!"

Boss Hong thought it made sense. He asked the others and Jiujiu to have breakfast first, and then went to give him a nutritional injection with Tongmo in his pocket. The government's medical care is still quite developed.As a result, all Jiujiu stopped eating immediately, except for Sanming Jiu who was still sleeping soundly, they all wanted to follow.

He nodded apologetically to Yuan Yi.

"You can look around in the store as you like. Hong will send Tong Mo an injection, and Jiu will come back immediately."

Ji Guoyuan watched him tuck Tong Mojiu into the sleeve of his left hand, and the sleeve was hanging down, close to the Sun Wheel Knife, so he couldn't help but fell silent.

Although he doesn't understand people's hearts very well, but... ghosts should have psychological shadows, right?

Sure enough, the fabric on Hong Yanmo's sleeves moved, and Tong Mo inside just woke up, smelling the smell of the sun wheel knives that were killing countless ghosts close at hand, he simply kicked his legs and closed his eyes, and fell into a coma voluntarily.

Hong Yanmo took Tong Mo to the best hospital nearby. The hospital on the side of the Government of Time is divided into two parts, one part is for human god judges, and the other part provides various basic healing spells for non-human judges. Gods use.Hong Yanmo took Jiu to the human side. Tong Mojiu was transformed from a ghost, and the amount of medicine used and other things should be closer to the human side.

"Do you want an IV?" The doctor knew Hong Yanmo and asked with a smile.

Just as Ben Yanmo was about to nod, Dazai Osamu jumped up and down excitedly beside him.

"Boss Hong! How long does it take to get the IV drip! Give Tong Mo a spanking needle!"

Tong Mo was in a coma and couldn't express his opinion, but Hong Yanmo thought it made sense, saving time and getting quick results, that's okay.In addition, it's not a big problem, just arrange a butt needle for Tong Mo.

The doctor probably had received such small patients before. He turned Tong Mo over and placed him face down on the hospital bed, with his small pointed mouth stretched forward and his buttocks pouted. The whole picture suddenly became very soulful.Then the doctor brushed away the fluff on Tong Mo's buttocks, and in an instant, the flashlights of the camera were all lit up.

doctor:"……"

Red Yama: "..."

The comatose Tong Mo: "..."

Liudao Mukuro is holding the camera conjured by illusion, with the fork behind his back, and is shooting frantically.Zhou Fangzun squatted calmly, and he could also give him some pointers on the composition of the photo. After all, there was a companion in Barbara who was obsessed with taking pictures for a while.

Osamu Dazai immediately said: "Send me a Chiu!"

"Send me one too!"

"Although I don't think it's such a troublesome thing to threaten Tong Mo...you should send me a copy."

Once the needle was inserted, Tong Mo shed tears in a coma.

He tweeted why.

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One more!I am so happy to persecute children!

Or I will set [-] o'clock for the first update in the future, and the second update will be before I go to bed, it may be later, everyone don't wait to go to bed early~