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Chapter 121 This text is very niche

Xie Ling was cheered up for a moment and snatched the extra booklet from Old Man Wang's hand.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you tell me now, you want me to die. How can I have time to read novels while working?"

If you don’t know, it’s fine. But if you know and can’t see it, isn’t that like scratching an itch in your heart?

Old man Wang said in a worried voice, "You don't know, there are a lot of new people coming in for interviews, and most of our work has been taken up. We can't guarantee that we will have time to watch it."

"If you ask me, this idiot needs to hire more people. Maybe I can get a management position in the future and then I can stop working."

Xie Ling rushed to his workstation like a whirlwind, but some ghosts were still not at their posts.

He can still touch the fish for a while, and then start working when all the workstations are present.

"Brother Xie, what are you looking at so intently? I've never seen you so energetic at work before."

The ghost at the workstation next to Xie Ling was a bull-headed ghost. It stretched its neck, its body still sitting in its seat, and its neck stretched out like a piece of stretched plasticine.

If this happened in the human world, it would scare a bunch of people to death.

Xie Ling impatiently waved away the head beside him, which was really blocking his view of the novel.

This little story outside of the ending simply warmed his heart which was devastated by the torture and killing.

Xie Ling wiped away his tears. Although the ending of everyone's death was impressive, this expanded little story gave him another hope.

Even though it feels like a dream, it still makes people unable to stop.

The author probably wrote the whole novel too much about cruelty. Even though the extra chapter was the happy ending that readers had been looking forward to, it made up for many regrets in the main text.

But there’s still a lingering sense of sadness, as if this is the reader’s fantasy before they’re tortured and killed.

Niu Tou was amazed. "No way, brother, you are crying? This is the first time I see you cry. Let me take a closer look. My God, I didn't cry like this even when I was chosen to be a ghost messenger. What did you see?"

"Could this be the script for your next life that the King of Hell sent to you? Have you seen your miserable next life?"

Niutou is a typical example of an animal being forced to serve as a ghost messenger. When it became a ghost and went to hell, its spiritual consciousness was not yet awakened. It was just an ignorant animal and knew nothing about a ghost messenger.

After he gained spiritual consciousness and became a ghost messenger, he was also forced to learn everything related to humans, such as Chinese pinyin, language and culture, how to interact with people, and other useful and useless knowledge.

From eating papers while lying on the table at the beginning to working like a horse skillfully later, his speed in handling official documents is almost as fast as that of a human.

So far, except that my Mandarin is not very standard, everything else is normal and excellent.

After reading the last sentence, Xie Ling wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and closed the booklet.

"No, it's just that this book is so touching."

Niutou looked embarrassed. He didn't understand what was so touching about a book. Since he became intelligent, the books he had read were either old-fashioned textbooks or complicated official documents.

This caused it to vomit whenever it saw words for a period of time.

In the little free time I have, I would rather eat grass by the Forgotten River than stay in a place with words.

To it, words are torture, and books with many words on them are hell on earth.

It even wanted to beg the King of Hell after retirement to be an illiterate in its next life rather than a scholar.

Niutou said: "If you ask me, you have been tortured to the point of losing your mind. I thought this was your latest work task list. If you said you were crying because you had a lot more work to do, I can understand."

"And you actually said that you were moved to tears by the book."

"I didn't understand it and was shocked."

Niu Tou saw that most of the ghost messengers had arrived, so he sorted out the documents and files on his desk, took out one, and wanted to start dealing with today's work.

Fortunately, there have been a lot more applications for the position of ghost catcher recently, and more people have been recruited, so there has been a lot less work assigned to him.

Niutou shook his head happily at the documents and files, which were piled up like a mountain but much less than before.

If I can finish it quickly, maybe I can go to the bank of the Forgotten River to eat some grass.

It was ready to start working, but Xie Ling was not happy again.

You can belittle him, but you can't belittle the novel!

He grabbed the bull's head by the horns and said, "Once you read this novel, all your misunderstandings will disappear."

But his physical book was incomplete, so he could only ask Old Man Wang to get a complete set.

He pressed Niutou in his arms and said coldly, "Look at the beginning. If you don't slack off at work today, I respect you as a hero."

Niu Tou was confused, "You respecting me as a hero doesn't do me any good, let it go, I'll just torture myself by looking at these work texts, there's no need to add something else to torture myself."

"Hurry up, or I'll knock you away with my horn. I need to finish these quickly and then go eat grass."

Xie Ling knew what the cow's deepest desire was. "How about this, you read the beginning, and then I'll introduce you to a greener and larger grassland next time."

"Don't you often say that you are tired of eating the grass by the Forgotten River? It will give you diarrhea if you eat it. Let me introduce you to a grass that is both healthy and delicious."

Niutou's eyes lit up, "Are you serious?!"

Then he said suspiciously: "You won't lie to me."

Xie Ling patted his chest and assured, "Am I that kind of person?"

Aren’t they everywhere in the world? It’s just that the dead can’t touch the things of the living world.

Anyway, it didn't ask whether it could eat it.

He just serves as an introduction.

Niutou had no idea how evil the human heart was and how many traps there were in human language.

"Okay, I'll see!"

Niutou took the novel and opened the first page.

It was a really good deal for him. He only had to watch the beginning, and it would stop in a minute at most.

The underworld is neither big nor small. It is a cow that does not like to wander around. It only knows that there is a meadow by the Forgotten River. That grass is not the green grass it eats in the human world, but red. It also does not know what kind of grass it is.

You will have bowel movements every time you eat.

It had long been tired and bored with them.

If it didn't know where the grass is.

Niutou glanced at the beginning and thought that in the eyes of people, one might have to read the entire page to be considered to have finished reading the beginning.

Continue reading.

At first I thought it would be over soon, so I casually opened it and spread it on my knees.

It didn't realize that while it thought it had finished reading one page, it had actually turned to the second page.

The book was originally spread out on his knees, and then placed flat on the desk. He smoothed over the complicated documents, some of which fell to the ground and no one picked them up.

As it turned the pages one by one, it was completely unaware of the passage of time and the increase of pages it had turned, and was completely immersed in the world of the novel.

"Does it look good?"

It was only when Xie Ling's sinister voice sounded in his ears that Niu Tou suddenly looked up.

With an awkward smile, he said, "This writing is quite charming. It's really rare. I haven't seen it before. It looks a bit like Chinese characters."