ghost world

There was silence again.

"Where's the body wash?" Mammon asked.

"I do not know."

Mammon opened her eyes.

"Not in my room."

Mamen said, "No bathtub?"

"Ah."

"Is there a bed?" Mammon asked half jokingly and half mockingly.

"No."

Mammon's eyelids were half drooped, "What's there?"

"cross."

……

Hula la.

Mammon sat up from the water, pressed the faucet by the bathtub with her hand, and the bath liquid flowed out...

Coming out of the bathroom, Mammon put on her bathrobe and went to bed.

The curtains were securely guarded on both sides of the window, and the huge black curtain was restrained on the floor-to-ceiling windows, so dark and silent.

The soft and misty voice sounded again, "Good night."

Mamen turned over and lay on her side, her black hair was loose, clinging to her handsome fair side face.

"Good night."

The four representatives go to bed late, get up early, eat less, and have a good attitude.

If it wasn't for Noah's Ark's lack of representatives, Shi Feixia almost wanted to apply to the bosses from all walks of life for them to be transferred over—why does Noah's Ark's department managers have to be polished commanders?

However, although the four representatives are rare employees, they are definitely not rare guests.

Although Shi Feixia was kind and enthusiastic to stay, and repeatedly stated that there is no need to save the expenses of staying in the hotel when Tiantian is taken advantage of, the four representatives still insisted on going home immediately, and expressed verbal praise for the various service facilities of Noah's Ark , the attitude of never being nostalgic.

Shi Feixia had no choice but to send them to the front desk.

The elf representative walked halfway, and suddenly said: "I also ask Manager Shi to say goodbye to Master Mamen."

"Mammon?" Shi Feixia seemed to think of this person only after mentioning this name, and hurriedly called out to his brooch, "Call, call!"

The one on his chest was Horton's improved communicator, which completely solved the one-way shortcoming and became a truly qualified walkie-talkie.

The brooch didn't respond.

Shi Feixia seemed to be quite used to this lack of response, so he asked directly: "Do you know where Mamen was last night? You can't be in the bar, are you?"

"56 first floor." Isfiel's indifferent voice came from the brooch.

"...Do you do morning exercise?" Even if you are a fallen angel, climbing so high is not enough, right?Shi Feixia felt dizzy just thinking about it.

"It's morning exercise now." Mammon's voice came from above her head.

As soon as Shi Feixia and the Four Representatives looked up, they saw Mamen spreading her black wings and swooping down from the air.

The wings are also black, but Shi Feixia always feels that Mammon's and Isfiel's are a little different, but he can't tell the difference.Is it really possible to recognize him from other parts even without looking at his face like Tang Bohu spotting Qiuxiang?

Shi Feixia has a deeper understanding of his affection.

"You want to leave?" Mammon fell to the ground and retracted her wings naturally.

Shi Feixia's understanding of the Nine Realms is only in the past two years, and it is not deep enough, but for the Four Representatives, the fallen angels used to be angels, the creatures closest to the gods. Seeing him spread his wings, the kind of awe that has been rooted in his heart since childhood is subconsciously revealed.

"Lord Mammon."

The four representatives saluted together.

Mammon waved and smiled, "Goodbye."

Shi Feixia's eyes lit up, "Aren't you leaving?"

Mamen raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you really want me to go?"

"Of course not." Shi Feixia turned his head, and smiled at the representatives of the four who were still standing there, "Good luck, four, have a good trip, please walk slowly, welcome to visit next time."

"Ah? Oh." The Four Representatives walked away in three steps.

Shi Feixia's eyes were as bright as the headlights of a car, "May I ask Mr. Mamen to eat first... or first?"

"It seems that the choice of Noah's Ark is quite lackluster." Mamen said.

Shi Feixia sighed as if meeting a confidant: "I also thought about having more entertainment projects, but you also know that it is very painful if no one cheers!" Not to mention the entertainment items.

Mamen said: "If there is a proper project, I don't think the source of hell's customers will be a problem."

Shi Feixia wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a flattering smile: "Don't worry, I will soon introduce a large game console, and a mini movie theater is also under consideration, and it will definitely be completed next year at the latest. Actually, the most important thing is the visa issue for hell." In fact, Going abroad and going out of the border are both a problem - visas are difficult!

Mammon smiled and said, "It's easy to discuss."

Shi Feixia was excited enough, and finally restrained his expression and said: "If you don't have anything to do, you must have a plan. What conditions? Tell me."

Mammon smiled sincerely this time, "It's really a pleasure to talk to smart people. I really want to ask you for a favor."

Generally, the higher the hat, the more difficult the requirements.So Shi Feixia quickly raised a cordon in his heart.

"I want to see Metatron." Mammon said word by word.

Shi Feixia looked at him, blinked, then blinked again, "It's difficult."

"I know." If it wasn't difficult, he wouldn't have come to him.

"He lives on the floor closest to heaven."

"I know." Mammon can rush to heaven by another way, but can't approach heaven from Noah's Ark, "but you have been there before."

Shi Feixia said: "If I say, I don't know how I got up every time, do you believe it?"

Mammon looked at him.

Shi Feixia looked sincere.

"Hell has hundreds of billions of residents." Mamen said leisurely.

Such unrestrained childbearing continues, sooner or later there will be family planning.Shi Feixia slandered.

"If I ask, each of them will travel to Noah's Ark."

Shi Feixia's heart trembled.

Mamen said, "Once a year is fine."

Shi Feixia's heart almost broke.

"What do you think?" Mammon smiled seductively.

"I'm really willing to help you." Shi Feixia looked up to the sky and sighed, "But I really can't do anything...ah!"

"..." Mammon said angrily, "Even if you are powerless, you don't have to scream like that, do you?"

"No, try raising your head to look at the bright moon!" Shi Feixia's voice was trembling with excitement, and he pointed his fingers desperately.

In fact, he didn't need to point it out, Mammon felt it too.

Pure, without a trace of evil thoughts, angelic spirit!

He looked up suddenly, just in time to see a soft white light slowly, slowly descending from the sky, and stopped in front of them.

Shi Feixia couldn't see his face clearly, because he was completely bathed in the soft white light, but this familiar figure and gentle feeling all pointed to an answer——

Metatron!

"Why did you come down?" Probably too close, Shi Feixia couldn't help reaching out to put his shoulders.

But before his hand touched the light, his body was rolled into his arms and he stepped back a few meters.

"Isfiel?" Shi Feixia looked up in surprise.

Isfiel didn't speak, but just stared at Mammon unhappily, his black wings spread out in a fighting state.

Mammon ignored him.His eyes were firmly locked on the white light in front of him.

Shi Feixia couldn't see the face in the light because he was a human being, but Mamen could see it clearly - this face that he had subconsciously searched for countless times in his memory, in the crowd, and even in calligraphy and painting.

"Long time no see." Metatron slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his beautiful face was brighter and more eye-catching because of his smile, it was hard to look at it.

Mammon was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "I thought you hated using Advent."

"That's the only way I can see you."

Mamen was startled, "What do you mean?" Could it be that his deity can't leave?

Metatron did not answer, but asked: "Can Hell send a demon king and a representative of Heaven to go to the Tenth Realm together?"

Mammon raised her eyebrows, "A representative of heaven?"

Metatron said, "Raphael."

"I refuse." Mammon replied without thinking.

Metatron's face remained unchanged, and he still said gently: "I hope to get an official answer from His Royal Highness Lucifer."

"I am one of the Seven Great Devil Kings of Hell," Mamen said, looking at him, "I refuse."