Liang Zishu was very puzzled. Ghosts shouldn't be so free and easy, should they Thinking of doing whatever they wantJian Xiangdi asked her, "How do you live in the underworld without working"Even gho...Seeing that he no longer dared to move, Jian Xiangdi only then put the paper talisman into his pocket and walked to the female ghost's front, handing her the black bag.

"Here you go."

The black bag contained plump, juicy, red strawberries that seemed to emanate a vibrant energy.

The tongue-less ghost tilted her head in disbelief, staring at him. The power of the talisman just now had scared her; she didn't dare touch the bag anymore.

Jian Xiangdi took another step forward, and the female ghost cautiously accepted the bag. She opened it, picked up a strawberry inside and ate it. Then she ate the second, the third... She quickly devoured them all.

After eating several spirit fruits in a row, her translucent soul gradually solidified, and her eyes became clearer and more spirited.

Seeing so many spiritual fruits being eaten by the female ghost, Xi Jun's eyes turned green with envy. If not for the talisman that Jian Xiangdi had, he would have snatched them up long ago.

Xiaoling saw him get so many spirit fruits, a little surprised, "Did the station chief let you take these"

Jian Xiangdi: "No, this is my salary advance from the stationmaster."

"Salary" Xi Jun's face was full of surprise. "She gave you guys this spirit fruit as salary!"

Jian Xiang nodded.

So many spirit fruits are wages! Working in other places in the underworld for a month wouldn't earn as much as one spirit fruit, but their Huangquan Station delivery workers earn this much in a month!

Xi Jun has been out of work for a long time, it's such a pity he hasn't come across a good job yet.

Xiao Jing also looked at Jian Xiangdi with some envy, as a courier for Huangquan Station, he could freely travel back and forth between the underworld and the human world every night.

But now was not the time for envy. He thought of the high-ranking ghost messenger who had just gone out and hurriedly asked Jian Xiangdi, "Did you see a high-ranking ghost messenger go to the station when you came"

Jian Xiang nodded. "I see."

"Is the stationmaster alright"

"It's nothing, our stationmaster is fine."

"You don't believe me" Xi Jun said, "Your stationmaster violated the station regulations by sending things from the underworld to the human world. How could nothing happen"

Xiao Jing: "Did that ghost clerk do anything to the station chief"

Jian Xiangdi calmly shook his head. "No, they were talking things out peacefully."

Peaceful reasoning

Xi Jun and Xiao Jing, both ghosts, looked at Jian Xiangdi with puzzled expressions.

Facing their questioning gazes, Jian Xiangdi's expression was a bit ambiguous, "It's about speaking peacefully... right"

If he ignored the flurry of gold ingots flying all around, they were having a peaceful discussion.

Let's rewind back to when the Netherworld Gate just opened.

Jianxiang Di and Liang Zishu successfully checked in at Huangquan Station. Yang Fan, as usual, assigned them a task, arranging for them to go to another mountain with some ghosts who came to pick up express delivery to clear the weeds in the fruit orchard.

As soon as they hit the road, they knew that hard work would bring rewards. The ghosts didn't resist at all and happily took on the job of removing the grass.

When they were leaving, Jian stopped briefly and hesitated for a moment before turning to Yang Fan and making his request. "Stationmaster, can I take out one month's salary in advance"

Liang Zishu turned around and asked in confusion, "Xiao Xiandi, why are you taking your pay advance at this time"

Several other ghosts also turned around, their gazes flickering between Jian Xiangdi and Yang Fan. They were curious: what was the monthly salary of a courier at Huangquan Station

Yang Fan sat on a stool, holding a white tiger in her arms. She lazily opened her eyelids and looked at Jian Xiangdi.

Her gaze, piercing and all-seeing, met his.

Jian Xiang suddenly became nervous and stammered, "I... I have a friend who was injured, and I want to give her some spirit fruit."

"So... I was thinking of taking a little advance on my wages..."

He looked at Yang Fan with anticipation in his eyes, "Can I Stationmaster."

With expectant eyes, Yang Fan raised his finger towards a basket on the side.

"Install it yourself, two kilograms, that's your salary for this month."

Xiaobaihu, upon hearing this, immediately grew displeased. He suddenly raised his head to look at Yang Fan, questioning her with his eyes.

Don't these fruits all belong to it Why give them to others!

Yang Fan ruthlessly pressed his head down, "You've finished your quota for today, you can't eat anymore."

Little White Tiger:

It was disgruntled and wanted to push its little head up, wanting to raise its head and reason with Yang Fan, why couldn't it eat anymore today

The hand that could be placed on top of him felt like a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get it off. After struggling for a while, the little white tiger gave up.

Well, well, let's just eat tomorrow. Baohǔ is flexible, knows when to bend and when to break. He says he gives up, so he gives up, obediently lying on Yang Fan’s body.

Liang Zishu was pleasantly surprised, "Our monthly salary is two jin of fruit!"

Several other ghosts: !!!

One month's salary is two catties of spirit fruit!

Are there still ghosts missing from the station They also want to join in!

Jian Xiangdi's face lit up with surprise. "Thank you, Station Master!"

If she eats two catties of fruit, she will definitely get better!

He happily walked to the edge of the basket and picked up a black bag, filling it with fruit for himself. Then he used the nearby scale to weigh out two kilograms, showing Yang Fan the weight as he did so.

She just glanced at it and then looked away, "That's enough."

Jian Xiangdi mentioned the two jin of fruit he had advanced, "Stationmaster, can I go back to the underworld now I'll deliver the fruit and be right back to work."

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Go ahead."

This kid is quick and obedient, she should be able to fulfill this small request.

Jian Xiangdi bowed to Yang Fan, “Thank you, Stationmaster!”

Other ghosts were even more envious, not only could they receive their wages in advance, but they could also leave on leave at will.

Think about their jobs in the underworld, those exploitative bosses who wish they could have them working 24 hours a day.

Jian Xiangdi was carrying fruit and about to leave when the other ghosts were also about to go to the fields for work, suddenly they sensed that something frightening was approaching from outside the front door.

The air around the courtyard was distorted by the presence of that being, and even Yang Fan's white tiger on his leg felt the danger, raising its head to stare in the direction of the courtyard.

Yang Fan immediately sensed it. She looked up towards the yard, watching as a black figure slowly emerged from the black mist. Her eyebrows arched slightly, "Oh, we have guests."

In the courtyard, Jian Xiangdi and the other ghosts immediately stepped aside when they saw the dark shadow, afraid that if they moved too slowly they would anger it.

Although Liang Zishu didn't know who the person was, she could feel the powerful ghostly aura emanating from them and hurriedly retreated to the side with Jian Xiangdi and the others.

Soon, that figure arrived at the station gate.

Yang Fan saw his full figure clearly and gave him a rating in his heart. He was not bad-looking, and his strength was decent.

...That's all.

She locked eyes with the ghost, but in their gaze, she couldn't figure out who he was. All she saw was a dark mist swirling above his brow.

The little white tiger seemed a bit afraid of the male ghost, its small body constantly nuzzling into her arms.

Yang Fan sat on the chair motionless, his hand stroking Xiaobaihu's fur up and down. He asked the person who came, "Is there something wrong"

If you have something to say, just say it. If not, leave quickly. Look at how scared her little tiger is.d at the clean floor and praised Yang Fan, "Young people can still do it."She didn't say anything, and Grandma Xu hadn't noticed yet. Looking at the fruit trees, all free of weeds, her eyes were fille...