The visitor was wearing an official uniform that was completely black and embroidered with red thread.

On his head is a crown like a mortal emperor.

The dragon walks and the tiger steps, with extraordinary momentum.

Niu Tou felt nervous when he saw the person coming.

The cow raised its head and sprayed out a cloud of white gas from its two huge nostrils.

"Who am I hooking up with? It's none of your business?"

Cheng Fan whispered quietly: "Marshal, I wonder who this is?"

"Hmph! He's just a boss who eats people without spitting out their bones, just like a boss!"

"If you are late for work, you will be whipped. If you get off work overtime for two hours after work, you won't even get overtime pay! If you work hard for a year or two, your salary will not be increased."

"Do you think he is a black-hearted boss?"

Niu Tou spoke ill of the person in front of everyone, stoking his anger.

Shasha made a sullen face and said angrily: "You're so evil-hearted! Uncle Niutou, don't do anything with him. Come to the Taoist temple to help my brother, the Taoist monk. He's so kind."

"Hahahaha! That's right, little girl! Daoxuan boy, then it's settled!"

Cheng Fan: "...?"

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Brother Niu, let’s just say, don’t you think about it anymore?

Winning the cow head to your own small Taoist temple?

Not to mention that there is no room for this great god in the temple.

If you dare to compete with the Lord of Hell for his subordinates, wouldn't that mean you have a long life?

When he thought of Lord Yama, Cheng Fan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

From what Niu Tou said just now, it seems that this person is his immediate boss.

With this momentum and this attire, is it possible...

"Hmph! I don't know what it means!"

The man's face turned black with anger, but there was nothing he could do with the bull's head, so he glared at Cheng Fan fiercely, threw up his sleeves and left.

Cheng Fan shook his head speechlessly, and was dragged into the water by the bull's head without doing anything.

I'm afraid this thing is not a sinkhole...

Watching the man leave, Niu Tou breathed a sigh of relief.

He tightened his grip on Cheng Fan's shoulders again, as if the two brothers were getting along well.

Cheng Fan turned his head and glanced at the City God.

But I saw that he had a dark face and said nothing.

"Lord City God, why is your face as black as the bottom of a pot?"

The City God glanced at Niu Tou with a resentful look and shook his head helplessly.

He was quietly restrained by Niu Tou and could not speak.

Cheng Fan wanted to ask more questions, but was forcefully dragged away by Marshal Niutou.

Shasha followed her with a smile. They were talking and laughing all the way, but the City God kept his face downcast.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Not long after, under the threat of Niutou, everyone walked all the way to Yan Jun's office.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a gentle and magnetic voice.

"You guys have made Lord Yan so angry that you can't calm down for a while?"

When everyone heard the words and looked around, they saw that the man was dressed like a cow, with a loose horse hood on his head.

No need to ask, this is the rumored Ma Mian.

The Lord Yan in his mouth is probably the person who was squeezed away by Niu Tou just now.

Shasha complained for Niu Tou dissatisfiedly: "Isn't he the shady boss who deducted Uncle Niu Tou's wages? Why, aren't you still making people complain?"

Ma Mian's face darkened slightly and he followed the sound.

I want to find this little girl who has no idea how to interrupt, and give me a small punishment.

He was stunned when he saw the little girl Shasha.

His face changed, and he said with a smile: "Then you have to ask your Uncle Niutou how many things he did that deserved to be deducted from wages."

"He loves to sleep and let go of many souls who should have been reincarnated on time. Should he be punished?"

Niutou said sternly: "I just want to see that the bad guys have nothing to do, so I can help them increase their performance."

"You still have the nerve to quibble? Give someone else a performance boost?

"Then you secretly detained the little girl who was supposed to be reincarnated, and almost missed her opportunity. Do you think you should be punished?"

"Well……"

A trace of hesitation flashed across Sasha's face.

It sounds like he deserves punishment, but Uncle Niutou did the bad thing out of good intentions.

It should be excusable.

Niu Tou crossed his arms and curled his lips and said:

"We are not like you, each one is more cold-blooded than the other."

"You haven't seen how happy that little girl was when she was reincarnated."

Ma Mian shook his head and said helplessly: "You really need to change your stubborn habit. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust. Is there anything that can't be resolved after reincarnation?"

"That's all, let's not talk anymore. Why did you bring them here?"

As he said that, he looked towards Cheng Fan and others.

Suddenly his eyes narrowed.

With a snap of his fingers, he tapped the City God twice, and the restriction was immediately broken.

"Cough cough cough..."

The City God coughed several times and finally managed to make a sound.

He bowed his hands and said, "Thank you Marshal Horse Face."

"It doesn't matter."

Ma Mian stared at the bull's head closely, "Why do you do such a small trick?"

Niutou pretended to be calm and subconsciously glanced at Shasha.

He was caught by the horse's face at just one glance, and when he looked at Shasha, his eyes suddenly froze.

It turned out that she was the mortal who possessed the dark fire that Yan Jun wanted to see.

Ma Mian glanced at Niu Tou coldly, and even Cheng Fan was almost frozen by his eyes.

"You guys want to steal someone from Lord Yan?"

"I don't!"

Just as Niu Tou was about to speak, he was suddenly interrupted and looked at Cheng Fan in surprise.

Ma Mian was also stunned for a moment.

Cheng Fan didn't realize that he had misunderstood.

Explained: "I, Daoxuan, have met Marshal with a horse face. How can my small dripping temple afford to worship Marshal with a bull head?"

"Just now, Marshal Niu-head said that he wanted to join our Taoist temple. It was all a joke. Marshal Horse-faced must not take it seriously..."

Ma Mian tilted his head and laughed so much that his hood almost fell off.

"This... fellow Taoist, I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about this dead pig's head that's not afraid of boiling water."

Ma Mian laughed so hard that he was out of breath.

Even Niutou was amused by Cheng Fan.

He held Cheng Fan's shoulders and laughed: "Good brother, why don't you welcome us to your Taoist temple? Are you afraid of Lord Yan?"

Cheng Fan said speechlessly: "It's okay to be a guest, but I don't dare to steal Lord Yan's people."

Ma Mian smiled and pointed at Shasha.

"We are talking about this little girl. Niu Tou has bad intentions. He deliberately slanders Lord Yan. Don't believe him."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and all looked at the bull head.

Niu Tou touched the back of his head, looked at the sky and whistled twice.
To be continued...