I, Yuelao, quit!

The little hapless Su Yun weakly looked at Lu Yue, who had been prepared for a long time.

"This... is this really the Heavenly Court stationed in the world to subdue demons, lead the red line, change fate and gather wealth?"

The full name of the Heavenly Court's Office in the Human World is the Heavenly Court's Office in the Human World to Subdue Demons, Lead the Red Line, Change Fate and Gather Wealth.

It can be seen from this that the heavenly court has many businesses in the world, and the latitude is wide.

Su Yun asked again uncertainly, "...Didn't we stray into some MLM den?"

This dilapidated demolition house, this bohemian chief in flowery pants and a white vest, this bleak grassy background.

There is also the old man with a big broom at the door to prevent him from leaving.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match Tianting's resplendent image of burning spiritual energy to create luxurious special effects.

The director was probably tired from standing, so he squatted down carelessly, sucking on the freshly soaked instant noodles.

Su Yun felt that the director was a hermit in the world, and if he was carried out on the street with his appearance, probably no one would feel that he had met a fairy descended from the world.

Before Lu Yue could speak, the director replied seriously.

"Hey, Mr. Xiaoyue, how could we be a pyramid scheme den?"

Then he drank the last sip of instant noodle soup contentedly, burped, and then continued vaguely.

"Where did you go to find such a poor MLM den, right?"

From the director's words, Su Yun heard a strong sense of disrespect, and predicted his miserable future.

"..."

The director simply wiped his mouth, took out a form from the room and handed it to Su Yun.

"Little brother, please come and register this 'Basic Information Form of the Immortals'. Don't rush to leave, Director Lu, I still have to discuss something with you."

Lu Yue seemed to have blocked what the director said, and was indifferent, not even giving him a look.

It is simply capitalized 'sheng, people, don't, disturb'.

When Su Yun was seriously filling out the form, the Director walked anxiously back and forth in front of Lu Yue with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was saying with a sigh.

Director's words shot out like a machine gun, and his body language was extremely rich, and when connected together, it was a post-modern strange dance.

As for Lu Yue, it was very simple. After more than ten minutes, Su Yun only heard an 'um'.

The "hmm" was short and powerful, like the "read" in the ancient emperor's memorial, and also represented Lu Jiansi's mood of "I know, let's step down".

Su Yun pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, and only caught some strange code names such as "widow" and "mourner" from the director's few words.

After finishing filling in the basic information, Su Yun hesitated for a long time in the single column, and filled in 'temporarily single'.

There will be spirit stones, and sooner or later there will be boyfriends.

After Su Yun handed in the form to the director, the director briefly scanned the form and said with emotion.

"Xiaoyuelao sent by Yuelao Division is actually single, how many people in our office can get out of singles in these 100 years?"

Su Yun immediately enthusiastically promoted Yuelaosi's service package of "Immortals Leading the Red Rope".

"It's spring again, the season for all things to mate. Have you still spent the long night alone? No one can stand with you at dusk and ask you if the porridge is warm? Are you still full of worries but can only talk to yourself? "

He didn't know where to conjure up a leaflet with bold characters and red background, and stuffed it into the director's hand.

"Now Yuelaosi has launched a new full package of 'finding a partner, planning a wedding, and including a honeymoon in heaven'. It doesn't cost two or three thousand, but only 998 Lingshi, and you are satisfied with the one-stop service package!"

The director knowingly showed an expression of 'I understand'.

"It's almost the end of the year, and Yue Laosi is going to focus on performance."

Su Yun sighed sadly, "To each other."

After the two exchanged a look of "life is not easy", the director led Su Yun inside.

"Let me tell you briefly about our 'simple' office."

Turning around, he suddenly found that Superintendent Lu was following Xiaoyuelao, instead of teleporting away immediately.

The director asked puzzledly, "Director Lu, you..."

...Why are you still standing here?Don't you usually blink before you disappear?

Lu Yue remained motionless, he explained lightly, "Look."

Regarding those blood-stained marriage flowers, he still wanted to find a chance to ask Xiaoyuelao.

The cigarette in the director's mouth almost fell out.

What day is it today, Director Lu is still in the mood to visit their dilapidated office with only dust and no scenery?

The wooden floor of the corridor collapsed in several places, and the three of them crowded into the long and narrow corridor, walking crookedly as if avoiding landmines.

"First of all, our office provides meals. Turn left and the second room is full of instant noodles. There are all kinds of brands and flavors. Add braised egg sausage and pay extra."

"In addition, our office covers it, and your dormitory is..."

The director paused, and when he walked to the last room, he stared at the white wall at the end of the corridor and said awkwardly.

"...Well, it seems that all the empty dormitories have been allocated. Can you live together with other people?"

Su Yun nodded in resignation, expressing that he didn't mind sharing a room with others.

How else?Are you going to sleep on the street?

The director was smoking a cigarette, clattering through the dormitory personnel records.

Some gods don't like to live with other people, and some live with cats and dogs. There are more than a dozen of them in the area, and the lively and lively family fills the room.

In addition, the funds given to them by the Heavenly Court are limited, and some dormitories are small and dilapidated, and there is really no room for a second person.

When he turned to the last page, the director remembered for a long time that there was only one dormitory left in the office.

The top floor of the Lu Jiansi is a large single-person room facing the river.

It's just that Director Lu never lives in the office, and the most luxurious dormitory has been put on hold for many years in vain.

While pretending to be looking for an empty dormitory, the director cautiously peeked at Lu Yue from the corner of his eye, coveting his expression.

Lu Yue said coldly, "Say."

The director held the cigarette between his fingers, and pretended to blow out a long puff of smoke rings, but the feint failed, and only a little white smoke escaped from his mouth.

"... Director Lu, there will soon be a poor little Yuelao who has nowhere to go in this world. Look at your long-vacant luxury Linjiang double bed room..."

"Speak straight."

"...Can you take in another little Yuelao who only occupies one square meter?"

Su Yun, who was originally listless, raised his head in shock, and the stupid hair on the top of his head stood up like a detector.

luxury!Linjiang!King bed room!

He has never lived in such a room in Heaven!

Lu Yue pursed his lips tightly. He planned to use the office room as another base to lure widows.

He looked away indifferently, and just when he was about to refuse, he glanced at the pitiful little Yuelao who was holding a small luggage.

Su Yun stammered and said.

"Don't worry, Director Lu, I'll take care of your three meals a day and the sanitation in your room. Look, I can make tomato scrambled eggs, steamed egg custard..."

He listed a lot of dish names without stopping, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva when he counted.

Lu Yue watched Xiaoyue's stupid hair twitch, and counted what he could do very seriously.

He looked back and changed his mind, "It doesn't matter."

Also added, "I don't live here."

The director closed the dormitory list with tears of gratitude, and patted Xiao Yuelao on the shoulder heavily.

"Little brother, kneel down and thank... oh no, thank Supervisor Lu!"

It was only then that Lu Yue remembered that he hadn't had time to ask Xiaoyue Lao's name.

He pursed his lips and asked, "What's your name?"

Su Yun replied in a daze, "My name is Su Yun, and Yun is 'Yun' which symbolizes sunlight, and the word 日 is added with evenly."

He asked cautiously again, "So where do you usually live, Supervisor Lu?"

Before Lu Yue could answer, Su Yun had a moved expression of sudden realization.

"I understand! Supervisor Lu, you must care about the common people and make your home everywhere!"

Under Xiao Yuelao's admiring eyes, Lu Yue closed his mouth indifferently at the right time.

Fortunately, he doesn't live in the office. If he really lives together, he will probably get a migraine from this little Yuelao.

The key was inserted into the lock, and the rusty iron door was pushed open with a creak.

The small dormitory of [-] square meters is not big, but it is decorated extremely warmly.

The living room is simply furnished with fabric sofas and a TV, and is connected to the dining room on the side, separated by a bar in the middle, on which several bottles of red wine are appropriately placed.

There is also a small single sofa on the balcony outside, with a small coffee table and a short two-story mini bookcase.

Su Yun looked around curiously, looking at every corner of the room as if exploring a new continent.

Finally, he stood on the balcony and saw the "big river" in the director's mouth at a glance-a green stinking ditch.

The stupid hair on Su Yun's head that was swaying in joy instantly brushed and fell down, "..."

Could it be that the director came from the sales office of a real estate company?

Looking at Xiao Yuelao's slightly depressed figure, Lu Yue stretched out his hand to pinch his dull hair again.

Su Yun looked back at him blankly.

Lu Yue squeezed for a moment, then let go of his hand, and Daimao fell limply again.

This fool still chooses his state according to Xiao Yuelao's mood?

Lu Yue asked, "Are you disappointed?"

Su Yun said with tears in his eyes, Daimao barely struggled to get up a little.

"I'm not disappointed! I chose Supervisor Lu, not the luxurious Linjiang double bed room."

Lu Yue looked away, "Yes."

He finally remembered belatedly that he had once paid for the decoration here.

It's just that no one has lived in it for a long time, and the dust in this room is too heavy.

Lu Yue flicked his sleeves calmly, and the wind that shuttled through the room seemed to have a soul and consciousness, and was driven by him to blow off all the fine dust on the furniture.

...what an advanced cleaning technique.

Su Yun imitated Lu Yue's movements in shock and flicked his wide sleeves, even resting his hands in mid-air for a while.

After half a minute, nothing happened.

Under Lu Yue's probing gaze, he silently put down his arm that had been frozen in the air for a long time.

And comprehend a sad truth: the movement is not important, but the spiritual art and spiritual power are important.

The small dormitory of [-] square meters was originally a single room, and there was only a double bed awkwardly placed in the middle of the bedroom.

Su Yun hugged a thick quilt, and the director was dumbfounded in front of the double bed together.

Although Lu Yue doesn't live here, at least he has to reserve a bed to show his respect.

The director hesitated for a long time, not knowing from which treasure bag he took out a huge machete that spanned half the room.

"Little brother, how about I split this bed in half?"

You can't just ask Superintendent Lu to share the same bed with this little Yuelao.

Su Yun looked at the big soft bed reluctantly, turned around and walked out while hugging the quilt.

"...It's okay, a hard sofa is more suitable for tempering my steel will."

Lu Yue looked up at the predicament in the room, and said that no one could refuse.

"You go to bed."

Su Yun poked his head out from behind the thick quilt.

"When the time comes, Supervisor Lu, what do you want to do if you want to come back to live?"

"I'm not coming back."

As soon as Lu Yue finished speaking, Xiao Yuelao, who was still a little hesitant, disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

Su Yun threw himself onto the bed excitedly like diving into water, sinking deeply into the soft mattress.

The bed, food and spirit stones are the final destination of his divine life.

Xiaoyue rolled around a few times like having fun on the bed, hugged her little quilt like a happy little fool, and said to Lu Yue tearfully.

"Director Lu, you are so kind!"

When Su Yun was rolling on the bed, the director saw the quilt in Su Yun's arms at a glance.

"Little brother, this quilt of yours is not only plain, but also exudes a noble and luxurious atmosphere."

There is only one pattern in the unpretentious, and the only pattern in the extravagance is one after another Lingshi mine.

Lu Yue glanced at Su Yun's quilt, and felt that the Lingshi mine printed on it looked familiar.

...It seems to be one of the few buildings under my own name?

Can't remember, too many.

After Su Yun arranged his quilt and pillows, he took out a huge dragon-shaped doll from the storage bag and carried it to the bed.

Lu Yue saw the dragon-shaped doll in the middle of the bed again, and it seemed familiar.

It seems to be the lazy dragon that sleeps eighteen hours a day that I raise?

As soon as the director left, Su Yun rolled down from the bed and stopped him eagerly.

"Director Lu, you..."

Lu Yue finally got tired of hearing Xiao Yuelao's unfamiliar address to him, he said lightly.

"You don't have to call me supervisor, call me..."

Lu Yue's words stopped here.

The Shangxian who was at the same time as him in Tianting fell one after another in the battle with the demon world a hundred years ago.

Apart from Xiaolong, only the head of Tianting knows his full name now, but he and others respectfully call him Director Lu.

Except for Xiaolong, he hadn't heard the name Lu Yue from anyone else for a long time.

He turned his eyes away, and then said, "... Lu Yue is fine."

Su Yun didn't realize anything, but was even more flattered and said the name of 'Lu Yue' several times in succession, chewing repeatedly in his mouth.

The dull hair on the head also stood up straighter.

Afterwards, he took out a small book that was warmed by his body from his arms, and summoned up his courage to ask.

"Lu Yue, can you help me... want to get your director Lu's signature?"