He Ling gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I agreed, when will you help me..."

Before He Ling could finish speaking, Feng Feng interrupted her.

Feng Feng said: "Don't worry, since you want to be a waiter, you also need to sign an employment contract. I'll wait until I finish drafting the contract."

He Ling was so angry that she didn't know what to say, "Okay, I'll wait."

Feng Feng wanted to laugh when he saw He Ling was so angry that she couldn't speak, but he held it back.

Feng Feng stretched and then drafted a contract.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Feng Feng got up and walked to the warehouse.

When He Ling saw Feng Feng getting up, he quickly stopped her and asked, "Has the contract been drawn up?"

Feng Feng said: "What's the rush? There are still two days left. It's too late today. We'll do it tomorrow."

He Ling was once again angered by Feng Feng and said, "Okay, you can do it. I hope you won't regret it."

Feng Feng said: "I won't regret it, but if you stop me again, I guarantee you will regret it."

No matter how angry He Ling was, she had no choice but to get out of the way.

Feng Feng said: "Come to me and take you to meet a big shot."

Feng Feng took He Ling to the most inconspicuous corner of the warehouse, where there was a cabinet that was as tall as one person.

Feng Feng said: "It has been three years, but I never thought that there would be a day when it would be opened."

Feng Feng opened the cupboard door. Inside there was a portrait, an incense burner, candles and incense. He lit the candles, took out three incense sticks, lit them, bowed three times to the portrait, and then inserted them into the incense burner.

As the smoke from the incense rises, the characters in the portrait become real, as if they are alive.

Seeing this, Feng Feng immediately knelt down and said, "Feng Feng, the unfilial descendant of the Feng family, pays homage to King Yama."

A deep voice sounded in the warehouse, "Feng family! There has been no news from the Feng family for three years. I remember that the last patrol envoy of the Feng family was named Feng Baolin. I ask you, who are you, Feng Baolin?"

Feng Feng said: "Back to King Yama, he is my father."

King Yama continued to ask: "Where is your father? Why has there been no news from him for three years?"

Feng Feng's heart felt like a storm, and he said with serious tears: "My father disappeared three years ago, and I haven't heard from him for three years. I have been looking for him for three years, but there is no news at all."

King Yama pondered for a moment and said: "Then you are looking for me to find out about your father. I can tell you that I have no news about him."

Feng Feng turned his head away and said: "I am not doing it for this reason. I want you to appoint me as the envoy to patrol the Yangtze River."

King Yama did not agree immediately, but was thinking.

Feng Feng continued: "You should know that my Feng family has been working for you for generations. Now that my father is missing, the Feng family still has me. And I want to know his news. Only by becoming a patrol envoy can I find out.

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King Yama stopped thinking and said: "Okay, I will make you an envoy to patrol the Yang world. You will patrol the Yang world on my behalf. You will be allowed to use the recruitment point to recruit soldiers and generals. In addition, I will order you to inquire about the whereabouts of your father Feng Baolin."

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Feng Feng said: "The patrolling envoy Feng Feng accepted the order and thanked King Yama."

Everything returned to normal, the incense continued to burn, but the figure of King Yama had disappeared, leaving only the portrait.

"It turns out you weren't..."

"It's not what, the Patroller? What's so good about the Patroller? It's just because my father is the Patroller that I am the only one left in harm's way." Feng Feng was obviously a little angry.

Seeing that Feng Feng was angry, He Ling did not dare to say any more.

Feng Feng calmed down and said, "Let's go, there are still many things to do tonight."

He Ling followed Feng Feng out of the warehouse.

Feng Feng said: "You should take a look at the contract I have drafted first."

He Ling said "Oh" and obediently went to the computer to read the contract drafted by Feng Feng.

Feng Feng took out yellow paper, cinnabar, and a writing brush and drew symbols on the side.
Chapter completed!