Then he noticed that his roommate didn't seem to be very wealthy. Any apology is false, and solving life's problems is the real thing.

Cui Jun: "???" What is this? A thousand words?

Is this still his highness, His Royal Highness, the black-hearted capitalist who has accumulated wealth and is stingy and stingy to the extreme?

When did the money of His Royal Highness become so easy to earn? Just talk? His Highness the King of Hell won't take a fancy to this little demon, will he? You can also be a chat with him!

Cui Jue looked at the black-robed little demon, and when she looked left and right, she couldn't see the famous hall.

Thanatos was still, and he probably didn't expect to hear such a strange request. If you have money, you can do whatever you want.

But he really needed the money.

Thanatos nodded.

Yan Luo jokingly said, "Just nodding?"

Thanatos was speechless.

After a long while, the young man said softly, "Okay."

Chapter 57

Cui Ji stared dumbfounded as His Royal Highness Hades and the little black-robed demon left together. Sitting in his office chair, he quickly took out his mobile phone, opened a group chat called "The proletariat in the whole world should unite to defeat the capitalists", and started typing.

Except for the Greek underworld, which is so autistic that it doesn't even have a social account, employees all over the world will probably open a group chat to complain about their bosses. In this group, the four major judges, the black and white impermanence, and the bull-headed and horse-faced Meng Po are all there, but the King of Hell is not there. Some things that are not suitable to be said in the underworld work group, they can speak freely here.

Cui Jun: Big news, big news! Today, a little demon came to me to apply for a job, and happened to catch up with the King of Hell to come down to the hotel for inspection, and he actually caught the eye of the little demon! He told the little demon that as long as the little demon said a word, His Highness the King of Hell would give him a thousand dollars. My God, is this still our Highness of the King of Hell who only loves money! Isn't this what love is? My hands are shaking right now as I type.

Wei Zheng: It seems that it is true love to make His Highness the King of Hell spend a lot of money.

Zhong Kui: After the old black and the old white, our Yama boss is going to quit the list?

Lu Zhidao: I am the only one who focuses on the question of whether His Highness the King of Hell pursues others by throwing money at it? Money can solve everything, I and other social animals are not worthy of falling in love.

Mother Meng: It's so sweet, I've got it. What does the little monster look like? To make His Highness the King of Hell treat him differently, isn't it beautiful? Male or female?

Cui Jun: Ah, I don't know that. That little demon was wrapped in a black robe, and he didn't say a word when he entered the door to when he left. I didn't even know his gender, and I don't know why His Highness the King of Hell was attracted to him.

Mother Meng: ? ? ? Has His Highness the King of Hades taken a fancy to that black robe?

Cui Yu: Right! I remembered! What His Royal Highness Yan said was not to give him a thousand yuan, but to waive a thousand yuan in rent. They should have known each other long ago. Are you there, old black and old? That little demon should be the resident of your Yanluo community. You two also live in that community. Do you know who it is? Do you have any gossip to tell us about? @Fan Wujiu@Xie Bi'an

Xie Bi'an: There are no little demons in black robes.

Fan Wujiu: There is only one god of death in the West.

all members:? ? ?

Good guy, or a cross-border relationship.

Po Meng: Combining the East and the West, it's wonderful, this is how to write a fanfiction.

Lu Zhidao: Miss Meng is a talented girl. After writing it, be sure to send it to the group for us to see.

Yama didn't expect his group of subordinates to be able to make up their minds so much, so he arranged for him and the Death God fancier.

He hasn't even seen what the God of Death looks like so far, and he hasn't communicated a few words, so he doesn't even feel his heart pounding from this few words, which is too unreasonable.

It's just that he misunderstood Thanatos, took the shrine of the God of Death as arrogant, and put on the dark music for a few days to torture each other's ears, fearing that he would leave a bad impression of the God of Death with peculiar musical tastes and no regard for roommates. Death didn't come to him to protest, either because he didn't want to, or because he didn't dare.

This is a great country, a state of etiquette, this time it is indeed his rudeness, and he should make amends. It's hard to say the name of the rent waiver directly, so found such an excuse, which not only reversed the impression, but also helped Death to improve the social fear.

You can't stay under the same roof and keep silent, wasting such a good opportunity to communicate. Yama still didn't give up.

Thanatos doesn't understand the twists and turns in Yama's heart, but Yama offers a good working condition, and anyone would think it's a good thing in the sky.

Although the content of this work is not easy for Thanatos, he knows that this is his own problem, not Yama's problem.

Oriental God is still very friendly, knowing his embarrassment, he threw out such an olive branch.

He wanted to say thank you, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The job was really hard for him.

The sun is fierce at noon in September, the temperature is as high as 35 degrees Celsius, and pedestrians on the road are holding parasols and complaining about the hot weather. He was the only one who held his coat above his head to block the sun, and he was the only one who wrapped his body tightly in black robes like Thanatos.

Yan Luo is dressed in an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, with a slender body and a striking appearance, and the combination with Thanatos is very eye-catching.

The former is like a god, the latter is like a nerve.

Both Death and Hades belong to the underworld, and this kind of weather is not lethal to them. The role of the black robe is not to block the sun, but to isolate the prying eyes from the outside world. Although this strange dress will attract a lot of eyes, at least there is psychological comfort, they can't see him under the robe.

Thanatos walked down the road, ready to cross the sidewalk back to the apartment.

"You want to go back?" Yan Luo saw his plan.

Thanatos nodded.

Yama asked, "Do you know the way?"

Thanatos still nodded.

Thanatos is very unfamiliar with the road conditions in China, but he has a strong memory. Today, he also relies on map navigation to walk to Yanluo Hotel. He took this route once, and he wrote it down.

It's impossible to ask for directions. It's better to kill him than to stop a taxi or crowded bus and subway.

In fact, Thanatos has a pair of wings and can fly very fast, but there are too many people here, and he is not suitable for spreading his wings.