Mountain and Sea Museum

Note! Note!

The Mountain and Sea Museum, located in Wolong Mountain, the land of dragon veins in Huaguo, is recruiting!

Do you want to work under one roof with the Supreme God?

Do you want to chat with Fenghuang, the auspicious beast, about monster life and ideals?

Do you want to breathe fresh air and reiki every day?

Now's your chance! ! !

As long as you are over [-] years old, can transform into a human form flawlessly, are mentally mature, physically healthy, have basic knowledge of human society, and are innocent demons who have never done anything harmful to society, you can apply!

Recruitment is based on merit, and demons with successful living experience in human society are given priority!

Interested demons, please apply at the Human Resources Manager of Shanhai Museum, Bai Ze, and arrange interviews in a unified manner.

This recruitment brochure was brought to the repair management committee by Bai Ze, and asked the repair management committee to distribute it to all the demons in Huaguo.

Zhang Dounan, the chairman of the repair management committee, saw it and immediately contacted his grandson Zhang Shan to ask why the museum only accepts newcomers and not human beings.

Zhang Shan replied: "A few days ago, a group of Shan Junjie and Liao Tian came to the museum to make trouble, annoyed the curator and the big monsters, and now I am not happy to see people cultivating.... If my cultivation base is so low that it can be ignored, It is estimated that they will also be driven away."

Zhang Dounan was taken aback, and after a while he said that you are well in the museum, and after receiving a good word from his grandson, he hung up the phone wordlessly.

The Zhang family in Puyang has amazingly talented monks in every generation, and they are existences that everyone in the cultivation world looks up to and envies. The members of the Zhang family are also used to being praised by others, so when there is waste material in the family, the tolerance is straight line Decline, until Zhang Feixiong's father and son are abolished, and the tolerance is directly reduced to zero.

If Zhang Feixiong's abandonment disappointed Zhang Dounan, then Zhang Shan's abandonment made Zhang Dounan so desperate that he didn't want to take a second look at their father and son, even though through their own struggle, one became the richest man in China and the other the youngest Winner of the Pritzker Prize.

Success in the world is not considered success for the Zhang family in Puyang who established their family based on metaphysics.

But who would have expected that the family waste that has been ignored would one day be left in the Shanhai Museum, where everyone in the cultivation world flocks to!

Zhang Dounan can only sigh that the world is unpredictable.

As for the faint resentment in Zhang Shan's tone, how can he not hear it when he is old and mature, but he is not only the grandfather of this child, but also the patriarch of the entire family. What he has to consider is the development and future of the entire family...

Forget it, the matter has come to this point, and talking too much seems to be a futile excuse. Let someone make a copy of the recruitment brochure and send it to the little demons registered in the repair management committee.

and many more……

What did Zhang Shan say just now?

Shan Junjie and Liao Tian and his group went to the museum to make trouble, annoyed the curator and the big monsters, so the museum recruits only monsters and no repairs?

Damn it!

Zhang Dounan was so angry that his hands were shaking when he took out his cell phone. He dialed the number, and the other end answered it very quickly. President Zhang roared angrily, "Shan Yingzhe, that poor grandson of yours did a good job..."

The secretary of the repair management committee took the recruitment brochure and left quickly. The president was about to run away, and the power of cursing was still the same as before, so he slipped away.

As soon as the recruitment information of the Shanhai Museum was sent out, it immediately caused a sensation in the monster world in Huaguo.

After all, the museum is not only for people, but also for the little monsters. There are also little monsters who want to buy tickets to go in for a pilgrimage when the museum opens. Qiongqi, almost didn't scare them back to their original form, buying tickets or something like a pilgrimage, no life matters!

Now that museums are recruiting staff, should they go or not?

So tangled!

"Go! Why don't you go? Wolong Mountain is such a good place, and there are gods there. After working there for decades, maybe I can become a great demon. I will sign up now." A cat demon said Said.

"But there are many fierce beasts in the museum, I'm afraid." The timid rabbit demon was already trembling.

"You are not even afraid of humans, but are you afraid of beasts?! Beasts don't eat rabbits, but humans like to eat rabbits. Baked rabbits, braised rabbits, spicy rabbits, fried rabbits with scallions, rabbit soup, there are not too many tricks "The golden pheasant demon said that he was hungry.

The rabbit demon was about to cry, and covered the mouth of the golden pheasant demon, "Please don't say, I'll go, can't I go!"

The golden pheasant demon and the cat demon looked at each other, and at the same time showed a tricky smile.

As a result, a coastal shoe factory resigned three employees at the same time.

Comrade Bai Ze, the HRM of the museum, thought that there might be no monsters daring to apply for the job in his museum, but the reality slapped him in the lion’s face—in three days, there were more than 50 monsters Come sign up here.

These little monsters didn't have too many requirements for treatment, only one rabbit monster asked: "Master Bai Ze, the fierce beasts in the museum don't eat rabbits, do they?"

Bai Ze remembered that Xiaoyu made Kung Pao rabbit diced yesterday, it was super delicious, thinking about it made his mouth water again, so he said, "Eat."

The Rabbit Demon fainted with a whimper, and the Cat Demon and Golden Pheasant Demon rushed to catch it.

Only then did Bai Ze come to his senses, and said, "We eat rabbits, not rabbit monsters. If the application is successful, we will not eat our colleagues." We will only bully new colleagues.

The cat demon quickly woke up the rabbit demon, and repeated Bai Ze's words. The rabbit demon felt relieved, filled out his resume, and waited for the interview.

Ling Muyu preliminarily screened the 53 resumes received by Bai Ze, and first screened out the little monsters who couldn't write and didn't even have a name. This time, two-thirds of them were screened out, which made him sigh. We must pay close attention to education!

For the remaining seventeen resumes, Bai Ze was asked to retrace the life history of each demon, and none of the demons had done anything that endangered society or committed crimes.

Bai Ze understands the love of all things, and it is very easy to trace the monster birth of each monster. After such tracing, he even found a rat monster who had been a traitor, and immediately arrested this monster.

Hearing what Bai Ze said, Ling Muyu was speechless. Can a mouse be a traitor?

"Lord Bai Ze, Lord Administrator, please forgive me!" The mouse demon cried and begged for mercy: "That happened more than 100 years ago, and I was forced to do nothing back then, otherwise those dwarfs would have killed everyone in the town." Folks! I even passed on information to our party later on, and the merits were paid off, and the merits were paid off!"

Ling Muyu: "..."

Facing a mouse with such a wonderful monster, the administrator didn't know what to say.

Seeing that the administrator's attitude has softened, the mouse demon said quickly: "I, I, I have also been admitted to college. I graduated from University B. Administrator, I and you are from the same school." Li Qiankun took out his graduation certificate.

The monsters were suddenly in an uproar, it was amazing that some monster had gone to college, the little monsters looked at the mouse monster differently, and they all had envy and admiration.

Ling Muyu's eyes stared like brass bells——fuck, a mouse and I are alumni? !

He took the mouse demon's graduation certificate, which read "Student Xu Wu... is studying in the Huaguo History Department of the History Department of this school. He has completed the learning tasks stipulated in the four-year undergraduate teaching plan and has passed the grades. He will graduate." Really, no trace of false testimony.

Well, there is nothing unacceptable for a mouse who has studied in college. Since he came to work in this Shanhai Museum, the three views and so on have long since ceased to exist.

"That's all right, you go to the queue and wait for the interview." Ling Muyu said in a difficult tone after returning the graduation certificate to the mouse demon Xu Wu.

Here, Ling Muyu and Bai Ze were interviewing Xiao Yao in an empty exhibition hall, while in the administrator's office, Dan Xiao was leaning on the soft bed, half-opening his eyes to see the father and son standing in front of him.

Shan Zaicheng brought Shan Junjie to the Shanhai Museum again, this time to send a cooperation proposal to the museum.

"Respect God, this is a cooperation plan written by Xiao'er and several senior executives of the company, please read it." Shan Zaicheng respectfully sent the bound plan to Dan Xiao.

Originally, this trip was only for one person, but after receiving a call from the old father, he brought his son along to make amends to Zunshen, hoping that Zunshen would let the past go, otherwise their family and the others would become the world of cultivation. sinner.

He thought of his old father's roar, and the little monsters he saw at the entrance of the museum when he arrived, and couldn't help but sigh.

Dan Xiao took the plan, read it slowly, sneered, and threw the plan on the ground.

Shan was shocked again, not understanding why Zunshen got angry suddenly, and saw Zunshen waved his sleeves, and several booklets with similar appearance crackled and fell on the plan he sent.

Dan Xiao straightened up, and said with mild anger: "Look at these, what's the difference from the ones you sent."

Shan Zaicheng picked it up and found that it was a cooperation plan sent by several other companies. He quickly flipped through it one by one, the expression of astonishment on his face became more and more intense, and he looked at Zunshen in surprise, "This, these... "Then I picked up my own plan to read.

"What do you want to explain to me?" Dan Xiao stood up at some point, and the sunlight coming in through the window sill hit him behind him. He was extremely tall, and the light behind him made people feel even more oppressive Feel full.

Shan Junjie was glanced indifferently by Dan Xiao, fear spread in his heart, he couldn't help taking two steps back and wanted to escape, but suddenly froze in place and couldn't move.

His pupils shrank to extremely small in an instant, and he looked at Dan Xiao in horror. He wanted to call his father, but found that he couldn't make a sound no matter what. He couldn't even tremble. It slipped down on his face, soaking his shirt after a while.

This... is this the power of God?

Can people be speechless without making a move?

Born in an age when science and technology dominated Taoism and metaphysics, even though Shan Junjie was a monk, he had received too much convenience from technology, and he had long since lost his awe of metaphysics, the way of heaven, and his original heart.

And God...

The never-before-seen existence that only existed in ancient classics and myths and legends couldn't arouse even the slightest awe in him.

He even felt that the person who lived in seclusion in the Shanhai Museum might just be an ancestor with profound Taoism, but he claimed to be a god.Such a statement, several of their fellow Taoists who often play together, deeply agree.

Therefore, he can laugh at Zhang Shan and provoke Taotie without hesitation, because he no longer has awe, and he believes that no matter how much trouble he causes, with the power of the Shan family in Hua, there is nothing wrong with it.

But this time it kicked a titanium alloy plate.

Shan Zaicheng finally finished reading his family's plan, and his face turned from pale to ashen. He couldn't believe that the plan his son volunteered to make was almost the same as those of several other families. In these plans, the pits buried one by one, If it is implemented, the museum will definitely suffer heavy losses in the later stage.

In these plans, their partners will not get any benefits in the end.

It was my son who did such a detrimental thing!

Shan Zaicheng turned his head and wanted to scold his son severely first, to let Zun's anger subside first, and then he would go back and make a plan to deliver it himself.

But when he turned his head and realized that his son's condition was not right, all his words of admonishment turned into concern, and he kept asking, "Junjie, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Are you talking? What's wrong?"

"I can't die." Dan Xiao said lightly.

Shan Zaicheng looked at Dan Xiao in horror, and instantly understood what was going on, and immediately said: "Thousands of mistakes are my faults, please God punish me, I hope I can save my life."

"Your son is well-raised." Dan Xiao said sarcastically without any ups and downs, "At the same time, he had sex with many women, tortured and killed little demons who had not yet transformed into form, and took advantage of his family background to snatch the spirit weapons of small sects. , is there anything your son can't do?"

Shan Zaicheng shook his lips, trying to say something, but he couldn't say it in the end.

"These plans... Heh, how many ignorant human beings really think that I am such a fool for the Shanhai Museum and my administrator?" Dan Xiao sneered, "Naive!"

Shan Zaicheng finally understood why they sent the plan directly to Zunshen instead of Ling Muyu who was in charge of the matter.

Zunshen probably knew early in the morning that his son and a few friends were planning to trick the new administrator, and personally taught him a lesson.

But it was too late to understand at this time, a good opportunity to cooperate with the museum was ruined by his narrow-minded son, and he didn't know how much the Shan family would be implicated.

"But according to God's punishment, I only want to save the child's life." Shan Zaicheng wanted to bow down, but just like last time, it was still an invisible force that stopped him.

He understood that this was because the god did not want to accept his worship.

Dan Xiao looked at the father and son condescendingly, and in his eyes was the indifference of God towards people, like looking at ants.

"Go back, you don't have to come back."

After he said that, with a wave of his hand, a trace of blood overflowed from the mouth of Shan Junjie who was standing stiffly, and he fell unconscious to the ground.

Shan Zaicheng hastened to help his son up, and when he checked, all his cultivation bases disappeared, and his heart was hurt. If he didn't get treated in time, his life expectancy might be affected.

This, this is the wrath of God?

In his heart there was shock, pain and anger, and when he realized that the Shan family was exhausted and none of the newborn children could practice, he realized that God's wrath could not be appeased easily, but it was too late.

But at this moment, Shan Zaicheng only cared about taking his son home for treatment, and ignored everything else.

The people left, and a few cooperation plans were littered on the ground. With a wave of Dan Xiao's hand, the plan turned into a pile of shredded paper and flew into the trash can by itself.

After getting angry, the curator became lazy again, leaned back, and took out a plate of spicy shredded fish and a cup of milk tea from the pocket of his sleeve—both made for him by Ling Muyu alone, and the TV automatically Open it, the curator eats while watching the drama, replenishing the energy consumed by anger.

At this time, Ling Muyu, who had finished the interview, came to the office to look for Dan Xiao with a few resumes, and was instantly blinded by the curator's dead house appearance.

"Male god, can you pay attention to your image?" Ling Muyu sat down on the lazy sofa next to Ruantao, twisted a piece of spicy fish shreds with his hands and threw it into his mouth.

Dan Xiao said lazily: "The image is for outsiders to see, and there are no outsiders here."

Well, you are handsome, and everything you say makes sense.

Ling Muyu picked up another piece of spicy fish shreds and threw it into his mouth, "By the way, I just heard from Brother Zhang that the people from the Shan family are here, why didn't you see them?"

Dan Xiao said: "Let's go."

"So soon?" Ling Muyu asked: "What about the plan they said they would send? Why didn't any of them send it? They ate the plan themselves?"

Dan Xiao frowned, and said with a puzzled look: "It should be."

Ling Muyu slapped the sofa violently, and said angrily, "I knew I shouldn't have let them go so easily, and asked their family to donate 100 million before they were allowed to leave."

"Don't worry, this kind of human being without integrity will generally not have a good life." Dan Xiao shunned the administrator who fried his hair while drinking milk tea.

"Forget it, I think it's better to cooperate with Brother Zhang's family. Brother Zhang's father is the richest man, and it sounds like he has more strength than them." To Dan Xiao, said: "I think these little monsters are not bad, you can see if they are suitable."

Dan Xiao didn't take the resume, and said with a smile: "You can decide, you are the most professional in our museum, you have the final say."

Ling Muyu raised her head and chest proudly: "Of course."