I offer incense to Hades, and he teaches me the Six Ways of Reincarnation

"Uh-huh!"

"If you feel better, let's continue writing!"

"Uh-huh……"

Chen Wu didn't hear what he was saying at all, so he nodded, and only later did he realize what the big man said just now?

Chapter 162 How to remind the underworld?

In the next second, he was directly lifted up by the big men and walked towards Shumozhai.

"??"

what's the situation?

Didn't he just finish three chapters?

It's less than 10 minutes from start to finish!It was time to start writing again. Looking at the pen and paper stuffed into his hands, Chen Wu was stunned, and then looked at the big man in front of him in a daze.

The big guys smiled back at him, and then, as they did 10 minutes ago, they looked at him with a 'smile' while holding maces.

"Come on! My lord, we are all waiting for your update!"

Chen Wu had black lines on his face, but he dared not speak out.

This... these people are real devils!

If this continues, will his hands really not be useless?

Could this be the reminder mode of the underworld?

He picked up the pen with trembling hands, couldn't help sniffing, and missed the time when he was being urged by readers when he was writing in the world. However, that was just a reminder through the screen.

It's not like now, just lift him into the room, press him on the seat, watch him update with a mace, and put the pen in his hand on the paper.

Each Chinese character constructs a fantasy picture after another. After a lot of struggle, three chapters and six thousand words are released again.

This time, without waiting for Chen Wu to speak, these big guys took the few pieces of paper in front of them and said, "My lord, you have worked hard!"

"No, no hard work!"

This time, Chen Wu deliberately wrote more, without getting stuck, and without leaving suspense at the end. When the big guys saw the relish, Chen Wu found that other people in the room had also put down their pens and began to relax. Go to the door.

He hurried up, but when he went out, he found no one was there, and Chen Wu's heart began to beat faster.

This... can he...

Unexpectedly, a voice came from the side.

"Don't even think about it! It's useless!"

It was only then that Chen Wu realized that the man did not leave, but squatted on the right side of the gate. He also squatted down and said in a low voice, "Why? Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Looking closely, Chen Wucai found that the person in front of him had sunken cheeks, drooping eyelids, and a numb expression, as if in a big city, those people who have been completely numb to the hardships of life have an expression and state.

"My name is Du Ming! How about you?"

the other said.

"My name is Chen Wu."

Du Ming glanced at Chen Wu, and then looked forward: "Of course I know what you are thinking? After all, I have been writing here for decades. What you think, everyone here has thought about it, and there is no way you can escape. "

Every time he ran out, he would be carried back by the big guys and readers. He pointed to the Shumo Studio behind him, where there were still many authors who hadn't finished writing.

"Do you think we wrote too slowly? No!"

Having said that, Du Ming sighed deeply and continued, "It's because we don't have any new stories."

In fact, there is income in writing books in the underworld. Whether it is food, props or ghost coins, as long as they are useful, they can be traded, so even if everyone is very resistant to this place at the beginning.

But later on, in order to be able to update steadily and have a stable income, they also began to accept it slowly, but they have written stories for too long now.

The ghosts here have also read too many old-fashioned stories, but here, the supply of stories is still in short supply, because after becoming a ghost, sleeping is no longer a necessity, readers can quickly read the new chapters, and In these long and lonely years, everyone needs this seasoning.

"Your story should be quite novel. I see that those big guys like it very much. Do you want to consider staying?" Du Ming said slowly.

"stay?"

Chen Wu seemed to have thought of something terrible, with a frightened expression on his face, he hurriedly said: "No, I'd better forget it!"

Thinking about it, it's only a short day, unless you are crazy, you will stay!

As soon as the words fell, the feeling of deja vu struck again.

When Chen Wu reacted, he found that he had been lifted up and pushed down on the seat again.

Pen and paper were stuffed in his hands again.

I saw Chen Wu swallowing, looking tremblingly at the big man beside him, he couldn't help saying: "Brother, if this afternoon continues, my hand will definitely be useless."

"Well, this is indeed a question worth thinking about, but you don't have to worry at all."

After thinking for a long time, the big man turned around and entered the inner room of the Shumo Studio, thinking of Chen Wu who could breathe a sigh of relief, but he never expected that in the next second, he saw the big man walking out of the room with a package .

Opening the package directly in front of him, he found a pile of blood-filled arms of different sizes rolling out of it.

"Ah! What the hell is this!"

In an instant, Chen Wu's eyeballs almost fell out, all of them were bloody.

boom!

Already so frightened that he backed up again and again, the chairs were overturned, and he fell to the ground, his face pale.

"Don't be afraid, these are all good things!"

The big man grinned, randomly picked up an arm, and started playing with it.

"Didn't you say that your hands will break after a long time? Look at these, which one is with you, just pick one, and I will change it for you, how about it?"

Chen Wu looked at the big man in front of him in a daze, and then at the pair of arms, his teeth chattered uncontrollably, and the sound of grinding his teeth came directly into his mind.

At this moment, he truly realized that these big men were all ghosts.

In fact, it's not a problem for them to have sore hands.

And Chen Wu seriously doubted, what kind of consequences would it be if he came to a cassette state one day and couldn't write at all?Will he also take out another package with all kinds of heads in it, let's change it for him!

The more I thought about the terrifying picture in my mind, the more it popped up.

No, he has already decided that this place is definitely not suitable for him, and he must not be able to stay. At this moment, Chen Wu regrets it, really regrets it!

If he had come here from the beginning and given him another chance to choose, he would definitely leave with Mr. Jiang, and he didn't want to stay in this place for a minute.

In fact, when he just heard Du Ming's words, he had already started to regret it in his heart. If he was given another chance, he would definitely post the remaining two chapters, and there would be more updates every day.

Thinking about it now, compared to these ghosts, the readers in the world are simply too cute!

At the door of Shumozhai, without waiting for the big men to carry it, Du Ming stood up very consciously.

"It's so good!"

If only he could still have a choice, what a pity!

Since Jiang Chen sent Chen Wu to Shumozhai, he hadn't received any missions, so he planned to go back to see Fang Qingya and go out to play with her for two days.

Chapter 163 Is there anyone you want to meet?

Unexpectedly, my mind suddenly buzzed.

Said that there are ghosts making trouble in the world, so they set off directly.

That night, it was raining heavily and the night was very dark. This ghost was very cunning. Jiang Chen fought against this ghost twice in a row, but they both suffered losses and were even injured.

Faintly, Dad's voice came from around.

"Son, you've worked hard recently! Take this opportunity to go back and have a rest!"

Then there was a burst of deep sighs.

"Dad! I'm fine!"

But before he understood what was going on, Dad's voice came again: "Go back and rest! When you recover, it's not too late to broadcast live. You should rest in the store for the next two days!"

"Lord Hades has already assigned this matter to another ghost messenger! You can go at ease, child!"

Jiang Chen, what else do you want to ask?Words have come to his lips, but he has yet to say them.

The next day, Jiang Chen opened the door and found that Fang Qingya was making weapons just like before.

Seeing him was not the usual surprise and joy.

Jiang Chen walked to Qingya's side: "You're busy!"

"Well, recently, without you here, I have gradually been able to get started with the work in the store! You can rest assured to practice in the future, and leave the things here to me!"

Jiang Chen always felt a little bit unsatisfied to ask a young lady to do this in the store.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past and just touched the wound. Jiang Chen couldn't help but squeak, which caught Fang Qingya's attention. She immediately stood up, only to realize that Jiang Chen was injured.

"What's the matter! How did you do it?"

"Ham, I didn't know what happened last night. I fell off the bed and ended up here. I can't explain it clearly."

"Come on, let me bandage it up for you, and then you go to rest for a while, don't practice for now! By the way, some goods are out of stock in the store, you call and ask them to send some."

"it is good!"

After bandaging, Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Qingya, after a while, I'll take you and us to the Nightless City of Tang Dynasty. Even though we're together now, we didn't spend time with you."

Qingya raised her head slightly, glanced at Jiang Chen, and couldn't help but said, "Why, you only think of me now! Are you afraid that I will run away! But if we are going, what will we do in the store!"

"It's okay, let's go out to play for a few days, the store is temporarily closed, and we will talk about everything when we come back!"

"it is good!"

"I'll cook for you first, you rest for a while, don't move around, and be careful of wound inflammation."

Jiang Chen nodded, took out his mobile phone and called the merchant, asking them to take the time to deliver the goods as soon as possible. We can't forget about this small shop just because of the live broadcast.

Occasionally still have to come back often.

……

When eating at noon, Fang Qingya looked absent-minded, and Jiang Chen vaguely felt that Fang Qingya was thinking something, so he hurriedly said.

"What's the matter? It feels like you're a little absent-minded now. Did something happen?"

"It's okay, just miss my brother a little bit?"

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, a smile appeared on his face again.

"Jiang Chen, don't you have anyone you want to see? I'm talking about people who left!"

Fang Qingya looked at Jiang Chen silently, wondering if it was a bit too abrupt to ask like this, what should Jiang Chen do if he gets angry?

But once the words are spoken, there is no way to take them back.

I saw that Fang Qingya looked at Jiang Chen, and found that Jiang Chen thought for a moment and said, "If you say that, the person I want to see the most should be my grandfather!"

"Grandpa?"

Jiang Chen nodded, and began to enter the memories.

Grandpa was very kind to me, and I remember making me a toy gun.

"Really? Then your grandfather is really kind, but you know what? I heard that sometimes memories can be deceiving."

Can memories lie?

Jiang Chen muttered something in his heart, and his father's voice came from the bottom of his heart: "Son, since you want to see it, let you see it!"

Immediately afterwards, a familiar picture appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

"Chenchen, it's time to eat! Grandma specially made you your favorite egg fried rice today, try it!"

"Grandpa, I don't want to eat, I want a toy gun!"

"Okay! After you finish eating, grandpa will take you to buy it, okay?"

"Not good, not good, I want it now, if I don't buy it, I won't eat!"