I have to admit that when my body exists in the form of a ghost, I have some inexplicable liking for sewers, dark pipes, stairs, bathtubs, etc.

But Su Nanzhi couldn't imagine the act of stuffing a beautiful head into the toilet by herself.

Well.

It's really dirty.

He peeked at Anle with his eyes, trying to comfort himself.

Well, there must be nothing like that in him.

But the more he looked over there, the more he felt that An Le already had that smell on him.

Sunanzhi said to the system: ["Hey... I have to watch him and not let him dig into the toilet. It would be bad if I disturb others to go to the toilet."]

The system nodded again and again: ["Yes, my host is the cutest. Oh yeah, my host is the cutest in the world~ I like the host the most."]

Sunanzhi's cheeks were red: ["Well, I also like Mr. System."]

The one-ghost-one system is "love, love, love". The corners of the black suit's mouth kept twitching while watching all this in the different dimension, and he tapped a pen on the table.

Black suit: "Very good, really good."

"Deduct my salary!"

"Deduct my performance!"

"Hey, when the matter is over, I will definitely send you to the Frozen Hell!"

"...My wife never said she likes me..."

With a "click", the fountain pen known for its quality broke in two, the ink splashed out, and a huge cloud of ink splashed on the door.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." The black suit clasped the broken pen, and his eyes gradually bent as the door opened and closed.

The black suit laughed: "Oh, it's you. Reluctantly tell you, welcome."

"Um."

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An Le, who was stared at by such eyes, became furious for a while.

A mere rookie NPC dares to doubt himself!

He must give the rookie NPC some color to see! ! !

wrong! !

Why did the rookie NPC blush at him? ! ! !

Anle touched his cheek.

Indeed, he died decently, and after turning into a ghost, he was somewhat handsome.

However, thank you, he is naturally invincible and straight, even if the sky falls, he is straight and straight!

The two NPCs who were given important responsibilities by the system, each with different thoughts, took the elevator and planned to go down to the first floor.

As soon as he entered, Sunanzhi felt a cold and damp air.

This breath is sharp, like a sharp hedgehog, you just look at it and it can't help but stab you.

Not only that, the **** smell in the space is strong, and there is a smell of carrion.

As soon as Sunanzhi entered the elevator, he pinched his nose. He covered his nose with one hand and quietly pulled Anle's clothes with the other.

"Anle, Anle, why is the smell in this place so strong?"

An Le rolled his eyes at him.

"There's an aunt here, didn't you see it?"

Sunanzhi shook his head, he really didn't know.

An Le also seemed to have discovered this problem, and suddenly he had a bad idea.

There are quite a few ghosts in here, which can be regarded as terrifying, there are only a few, one of them is the female ghost in the elevator where they are now.

Moreover, this elder sister has a bad temper. When she gets aggressive and aggressive, she doesn't even recognize her own.

It was not that there were no new NPCs in the past. Several ignorant people came here and contradicted the female ghost in the elevator. The female ghost sent them directly to the factory for maintenance.

Thinking of this, Anle had a bit of a bad idea.

Sunanzhi held Anle with her little hands, her face buried in the red scarf, only a pair of beautiful, watery eyes remained, and she just stared at him so eagerly.

His lips and his scarf, he couldn't tell which was redder. The only thing An Le knew was that when you were stared at by such a pair of eyes, you couldn't have any bad thoughts at all.

Anle took a breath.

Fortunately, he is no longer human.

Sunanzhi asked softly, "I'm afraid."

An Le said: "Don't be afraid, there is nothing to be afraid of. Everyone is a colleague. If you know a little more, it's good to be able to help."

Sunanzhi's eyes brightened: "You are so kind."

Although the NPC in front of him, he drills the toilet, doesn't like cleanliness, and is immoral, but he is a good employee.

But how could he look so wrong in An Le's eyes?

Anle: He won't like me, will he?

Subway, old people, looking at mobile phones.

An Le coughed lightly and refused directly: "What the hell, no office romance is allowed in the game."

Sunanzhi: "?"

An Le looked at the broad daylight outside.

Ghosts are rarely seen during the day.

Anle said to him, "The one in the elevator is miserable. Have you heard of a wraith?"

Su Nanzhi shook her head and covered her nose coquettishly.

An Le explained: "After a person dies, their souls do not disperse, they are attached to the land and cannot leave. Ghosts bound to the land are called earth-bound spirits. But in fact, more souls are not attached to the land, but are attached to the land. For artifacts, this kind of ghost is called a bound spirit."

When Su Nanzhi listened to his speech, he was always very serious: "Are many, many lifetimes inseparable from here?"

Anle said, "Well, unless you can free her soul."

Su Nanzhi paused, and seemed to be really thinking about this.

"Ding!" A faint voice sounded in the elevator, "The negative floor is here."

"Tick."

There was a faint sound of water in the elevator. When Sunanzhi squeezed forward, she almost fell in front of An Le.

An Lexu hugged Sunanzhi. He looked at the elevator sister behind Sunanzhi, yawned, and printed a **** handprint in the elevator.

An Le gave Sunanzhi a slap on the shoulder: "Don't you want to see what the elevator sister looks like?"

Sunanzhi froze, her spine froze from top to bottom.

He felt a sticky, cold hand touch his back.

At that moment, Su Nanzhi felt her pat her shoulder lightly.

An Le originally planned to let the elevator sister scare him, but seeing Sunanzhi like this, he thought about it and left with Sunanzhi.

That is, when leaving, Su Nanzhi heard the faint singing.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, An Le immediately pushed Sunanzhi away: "Don't pull. You're actually afraid of this."

An Le glanced at Su Nanzhi in disgust: "Elder sister in the elevator has a good temper. What are you afraid of? If you bring baby stuff with you and give it to her, she will be very happy."

Sunanzhi said, "Hey, does sister elevator have children?"

An Le didn't answer, he got out of the elevator, didn't take two steps, turned a corner, followed the straight line to the end to the morgue.

As soon as he got close to here, Anle felt a lot of Yin Qi.

"It's a good place for retirement."

Sunanzhi agreed: "But when I was here, I didn't see the angel of death."

An Le said, "Do you remember what those two people looked like just now?"

Sunanzhi nodded.

Anle: "Using the power in your body to become what they are. Next, we have to do something. You cooperate with me, and the atmosphere is worth half of yours."

Sunanzhi's eyes were excited, and she nodded again and again: "Mmmm."

Sunanzhi: ["Senior is so reliable!"]

System: ["Have you?"]

At this time, Sunanzhi received a text message from "Jellyfish".

【Where are you? I come to you. 】

Sunanzhi truthfully: [In the morgue. 】

【If you like me, don't follow me like this. Love is to be spoken out loud. 】

Sunanzhi: [...Are you all right? 】

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"Hey, every day I stay here, I'm dozing off."

The administrator went to work on time. He carried a cup of old soy milk and nestled into his compartment.

Doing their business requires a bit of calculation.

Like this kind of guy who deals with corpses, if he looks too delicate, he will not be able to suppress his yin, so he looks fierce.

Now this person in charge is very fierce.

A ferocious knife scar cracked from the brow bone to the corner of the mouth, the original face shape was completely destroyed, coupled with the drooping corners of his eyes, it seemed to carry a sullen aura.

The administrator put the soy milk in his hand one by one.

The whole person sat on the chair, and suddenly, the chair was overwhelmed and made a loud noise.

The administrator let out a long sigh and inserted a straw into the soy milk.

Before I could drink, I saw the lights flashing twice in the corridor.

Two doctors in white coats came over.

At first glance at the posture of the two, I thought they were coming to the runway.

One is tall and big, the other is sunny and cheerful.

When the administrator looked at them, An He and Ke Tong were also looking at him.

An He was startled by the administrator's face, he took two steps back in place, and a ho-ho sound came out of his throat.

"Hoho, uncle, you look a little special!"

Although he spoke and acted recklessly, he also acted with a sense of restraint, so as not to be annoying.

The management raised his savage eyebrows and revealed a slight smile.

"Think I'm a ghost."

"No, no." An He waved his hands again and again, "In a place like this, it's better to be fierce than weak."

The manager was stirring the soy milk in the cup. There was too much sugar in it, and it sank to the bottom and couldn't be stirred. He paused for a while, and when he raised his eyes again, An He always felt a little strange.

An He frowned and took a step back.

This is actually a subconscious action.

But when the action was made, An He himself didn't know why.

The management continued to stir the bottom white sugar in his hand and lifted his eyelids: "Psychiatrist, intern, come here when you have time, is there anything?"

Ke Tong pulled An He as a shield: "Come down and see the corpse and practice your courage."

The management smiled: "Then you can watch it at will. You can ask me if you have anything."

Ke Tong waited for his words, he glanced at the morgue, turned around suddenly, and asked, "Uncle, do you know the angel of death in the hospital?"

The piece of white sugar deposited at the bottom of the cup was finally dispersed by management.

The management touched the temperature with his arm, but didn't drink: "I know."

An He smelled the sweet smell, and was a little thirsty. He pestered the management to ask for it, but the management did not give it.

An He was dissatisfied: "It's fine if you don't give me a drink. You have to tell us about it."

The management said: "Well, you can... What's the name? Oh, the angel of death."

At the mention of this name, the management laughed and lit a cigarette.

"The devil is the devil, and he has a name in the world."

He shook the cigarette in his hand, the ash was rustling, and there was a cold and clear light in his eyes.

"There's an evil spirit in the hospital that can't live or die."

When he said that, a gust of wind blew, and the coldness of the negative layer was the cold that soaked into the bones, and the cool yin qi burrowed into the neck against the neck.

An He shook a bit, touched his neck and hands, and heard a strange sound.

"Ding."

"The negative first floor is here."

At the end of the long corridor, the elevator opened.

The author has something to say: don't raise it, I'm on Saturday, and if it doesn't work, just scold me.