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

In fact, Zhao Zhuzhu is an out-and-out fan of the underworld live broadcast room. At the same time, she is also a big picture in the painting circle. She once drew a comic work as famous as "Intimidation".

Ever since she started paying attention to the Inferno live broadcast room, she can often see some Infernal pictures on her homepage, and most of them are about the anchor.

But at this moment, Zhao Zhuzhu looked at the pictures about the annual meeting on the computer in front of him, but began to worry about whether to delete them. You know, when he drew these pictures, he was very excited.

She even wanted to keep these as family heirlooms in the future, but now, every time she closes her eyes, the image of the anchor waking up at the end of the annual meeting and looking at the camera can't help but appear in her mind.

To delete or not to delete?My mind began to gradually become messy. You must know that the work "Intimidation" has been stopped some time ago, and there are rumors in the circle that the author is because of 'Damn'.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhuzhu was still struggling, and a gust of cold wind blew from nowhere, she hurriedly wrapped the small quilt tightly around her body, and couldn't help wrapping the quilt tightly around her body.

For some reason, I always feel a little cold today, and a strange picture began to appear in my mind: "If it were me..." She began to enter a state of empathy.

If it was her who was drunk, it would be fine if she was seen by others, but she was actually filmed and uploaded on the Internet, then she would naturally not want to, and she would die if she thought about it.

Moreover, I always feel that the anchor's last look is a little scary, maybe she will be the same as the author of "Intimidation" after she sends it out.

She already owns the once-in-a-century annual meeting. Zhao Zhuzhu thought about it and began to slide the mouse, looking at the works, it was time to delete them.

I don't know which one to start with. Thinking about how cute the anchor is when he's drunk, he looks good too!In her mind, each one is a treasure.

Ahhhhhh... She started to hold her head a little madly, wanting to scream to the sky, keeping it as a treasure, but deleting it is the desire to survive, it's so difficult!

Forehead!Zhao Zhuzhu's sudden frenzy paused for a moment, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the pictures on the computer were still scrolling down.

She looked down and didn't touch any other buttons, and most importantly, her hands were on her head... Wait, is the computer broken?

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the mouse at the side without making a fuss, and her mind went blank for a moment. The mouse, which was not controlled by anyone, was actually moving by itself!

Zhao Zhuzhu was completely dumbfounded. Two seconds later, her heart started beating wildly. Thinking about the holidays after the Chinese New Year, she was the only one in this studio.

In this situation, should she pretend not to know, continue howling and slowly shift positions, or should she immediately take out her mobile phone and call for help.

Or leave a distress message in the live broadcast room?etc!Zhao Zhuzhu stopped breathing for a moment, and a bold idea came to his mind.

Could it be, could it be!In an instant, Zhao Zhuzhu felt that her blood was getting hot, she pursed her lips, opened her mouth with a dry throat, and couldn't help saying.

"Is... the anchor?" These words seemed to have exhausted the greatest strength and courage in this life, and the cells of the whole body entered a state of high tension.

In fact, the live broadcast room of the system is quite easy to use. You can directly use the barrage to trace back to the fan's address. Jiang Chen came directly to the human world through the last barrage he saw in the live broadcast room.

After finishing the last task, I came to this studio. There are many comic books of corpses on the bookshelf next to it, and there are some work tables in the middle.

There are a lot of props on it, Jiang Chen can roughly see what it is used for, probably because of the Chinese New Year, it is a bit deserted here.

There was only one girl wrapped in a small blanket sitting in front of the computer, so he went behind the girl to take a look, and when he saw the computer screen, he confirmed it.

It seems that this is the fan, but what does the other party seem to be struggling with?Jiang Chen glanced at the girl, and his eyes fell on the computer screen, showing some doubts in his eyes.

Is this the picture of him?The tall white hat, the robe, and the work card around the waist, but why is the face so round, and the body and limbs so short.

The whole Bai Wuchang looks very small, like the size of a palm, and the word 'Jiang' is written in the corner of the picture. At this moment, Jiang Chen is actually a little confused.

Even though he looks cute, he is not majestic and handsome enough. Could it be that he looks like this in the eyes of humans?Jiang Chen put one hand on his chin.

I wonder if I should show off my majestic side as a ghost messenger in the next live broadcast?At this time, the human girl moved her fingers, and the next painting jumped out.

What was shown on the screen was Jiang Chen flying in the air, with his robes and hair fluttering. Around him, there were plates, tableware and chopsticks that were outlined with only two or three strokes.

In front of him was Eggy, who was running away desperately for a moment. Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, slightly surprised, even though this painting was not as cute as the previous one.

But he was able to see his figure at a glance. It was clearly Jiang Chen's strange behavior after being drunk. I didn't expect to see him like this, but there was a taste of impermanence.

"It's so annoying!" The girl hugged her head restlessly, frowning, but Jiang Chen didn't care, and imitated the girl's operation just now.

Controlling the mouse, I continued to scroll down. Not to mention, there are not so many paintings. In the ghost market, there are also people who specialize in writing and selling paintings to make a living.

But it is very different from this girl's style of painting. Jiang Cheng has tried it before, but he didn't involve much, so he can't talk about other people's works, comments and so on.

At this moment, the human girl next to her suddenly said, "Is it... the anchor?"

At this moment, the girl was still clasping her head with her hands, not daring to move. Judging from her breathing rate, she seemed very nervous. Jiang Chen glanced at her and said calmly.

Chapter 336

"As a fan of mine, you should learn to sleep well first." As soon as the words fell, an invisible force descended, and Zhao Zhuzhu felt his eyelids suddenly become heavy.

Up and down began to fight continuously, and the nerves that were highly tense before were suddenly relaxed. At this moment, everything became less important, and only sleep was the real meaning.

No, she still hasn't confirmed whether it's the anchor or not, she hasn't had time to hide the painting, she still thinks...she still has something to do!

Zhao Zhuzhu's eyes were slowly closed, and he fell asleep directly in the dark. After two days of staying up late, it has come to a successful conclusion at this moment.

The spiritual world was peaceful, but Jiang Chen was controlling the mouse. After looking at all the paintings, he was about to stop when he suddenly saw a folder next to him.

[It's the host! 】This is still the first time, looking at the current self from the perspective of human beings, it is a bit strange, and even a little bit, marveling at the imagination of human beings.

"Don't watch the anchor!" Zhao Zhuzhu suddenly turned over and sat up, and shouted into the air, and when she came back to her senses, she was slightly taken aback.

Not only is there no computer in front of her, nor is there an anchor, only the walls of the lounge and the fluffy quilt on her body, but her heart is still beating faster at this moment.

The feeling of excitement and nervousness since he just asked the question "Are you the anchor?" is still vivid in his memory. Zhao Zhuzhu quickly ran out of the lounge with his slippers on.

When she came to the computer and opened it, the paintings were still in the computer, everything was exactly the same as before she fell asleep, and she didn't find any difference.

So, those insomnia after staying up late, getting up to look at the computer, and wanting to delete paintings, is it all just a dream?Zhao Zhuzhu let out a long sigh.

I feel that I am still too nervous because of the paintings at the annual meeting, and I think about it carefully, how could the anchor appear suddenly, if I really see the anchor one day.

Maybe it's really not far from Huangquan Road, Zhao Zhuzhu stretched out the blue medicine and put his hand on the mouse, even though it seemed a bit pity.

But after all, life is the most important thing. After all, there are still so many scenery in the world that she hasn't seen yet, and, in her dream, she also feels it.

If the anchor is really there, I probably hope that her desire to survive will be stronger [Delete? 】However, just as the mouse was about to click on it, what did Zhao Zhuzhu suddenly think of?

I hurriedly exited this folder, operated on the computer, opened the computer usage history, and soon let out a scream.

In the early morning of the fifth day of the fifth day, a scream came out of the studio, and I was not only excited but also afraid, excited, frightened, and even bewildered, with complex emotions on my face.

They all gathered in her screams, and soon, Zhao Zhuzhu was covering her face, shouting inwardly, it's over, it's over!It's over!

All of her mind-blowing paintings were actually seen by the anchor, so, is that the anchor?Or did she turn on the computer after sleepwalking?

In an instant, Zhao Zhuzhu's brain began to enter a chaotic state. As a fan of the underworld, fans have a tangled topic.

If, one day, you had the opportunity to meet the anchor, would you choose to meet or not?

Probably the whole world, only fans like them have such troubles, after all, the anchor they follow is so special.

You know, that's Lord Guicha, and now he's become the team leader. As for some online rumors, you can see the anchor after death, that's definitely a fake fan rumor!

In order to understand the situation at that time, Zhao Zhuzhu began to calm himself down, carefully recalling what happened that night, and thinking about what would happen if the anchor had really appeared.

That means that the host still approves of her paintings, otherwise, these paintings would definitely be gone long ago!But for some reason, if this was the case, she would be so excited inside!

Even a little excited, wait!Zhao Zhuzhu suddenly began to feel shy. If this was the case, her pajamas and face hadn't been washed for two days, and wouldn't the host see them all?

Underworld, recently, the atmosphere in the entire underworld is a bit strange, but if you want to say what is wrong, the team members under the captain can't tell for a while.

In short, this atmosphere seems to have spread invisibly after the captains came out of the annual meeting of the underworld, such as some captains who used to go to the front line every day.

Recently, they suddenly don't go out very much, but deal with affairs in the hall every day. For example, some captains are almost invisible recently. They are either busy or on the busy road. It is difficult to see each other.

There are also some high-level ghost messengers who suddenly started to have conflicts for some reason. What makes the team members even more strange is that why can the ghost weapon be damaged after participating in an annual meeting?

Looking at the first-class ghost errands who run to Guiqifang every day, many ghost errands are full of doubts. Isn't it said that the annual meeting is just reporting work and eating and drinking?

Could it be that they are still fighting? Speaking of which, they also heard a rumor that something seemed to fly out of the hall of the annual meeting.

Up to now, they still don't know what the flying thing is?So, during these three days, what happened at the annual meeting?

Among all kinds of phenomena and rumors, for a while, the annual meeting added a touch of mystery to the eyes of these team members. While they were curious, they also yearned for it.

It is said that at the banquet of the annual meeting, there are not only grand performances, but also rare delicacies, which are simply not seen in the ghost market.

It is even possible to get guidance from Lord Yama to make one's cultivation even further.

And Jiang Chen, since he came back from the world that day, his mood has improved a lot, even though he doesn't seem to be able to understand all the paintings.

For example, those little people who look like short, white and fat dumplings, and some strange emoticons, but as Jiang Chen said before, he doesn't know much about these, so naturally he doesn't point fingers.

Come to think of it, even if his fans were drawing pictures, they wouldn't intentionally vilify him. If you think about it this way, it's nothing!After arriving at the Eighteenth Hall, Jiang Chen first read all the annual gifts he had received before.

The various captains sent all kinds of things, including herbs, ghost weapons and even elixir, among them, the ones from the Palace of the King of Hell.

But it was two bottles of 'Drunkard' that appeared at the annual meeting and a box of exquisite pastries.

Jiang Chen took a look, and took two boxes of pastries. Jiang Chen planned to take some time to send them to Fatty's house. By the way, he also wrapped a big red envelope for Yushu. As for the two bottles of 'Drunkard'.

Chapter 337 I bumped into someone!

Even good wine is helpful for cultivation, but the side effects are too strong after all, and Jiang Chen has already put it away. After finishing a series of things after the year, Jiang Chen gave the members of the eighteenth team a few days of annual leave .

There is not much work during the Chinese New Year period, and he can handle it by himself. He must know that he should work hard when he is working. After the Chinese New Year, everyone should also take a good rest.

In these days, Jiang Chen didn't attract many dead souls, but most of them were caused by several kinds of causes, some of them didn't pay attention to using electricity to start a fire.

There was also a car accident on the road, and accidentally fell into the river... etc. Everyone's soul and state of death are different.

Even after death, the couple will forget that they are dead, and some will retain the consciousness of life and simply say a few words to Jiang Chen.

But there are also some who are not only not afraid of ghosts, but also guard against them, such as this one who was hit on the road. This time it was not the driver's fault, but the middle-aged man who was standing in the middle of the road when the traffic light was red. .

in the live room.

"What's the situation with the horse?"

"Did you just see clearly what happened to Shenma? Did he just lose his mind? Or something happened?" The fans in the live broadcast room were stunned for a moment.

You must know that when they saw the road, they already thought of the driver who caused the accident to escape, robbery, etc., but they didn't expect that the middle-aged man suddenly stopped when he was crossing the road.

In just a few seconds, the traffic light changed, a car drove over suddenly, and then it ended like this.

The middle-aged man's skin was dark, and the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles. He was carrying a half-person-high backpack on his back, and was carrying two large plastic buckets in his hand.

The bucket seemed to be the kind that the decoration company threw away on the side of the road after it was used up. The big rough hands of men always touched their pockets intentionally or unintentionally. Many people are very familiar with this place.

They also do the same thing when they get red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, or when they just withdraw a large sum of money from the bank. They are afraid that the money will be lost, but now the road, blood is spilled all over the place very quickly.

Without even giving anyone a chance to react, the driver who hit the person drove two meters away, and immediately applied an emergency brake on the side of the road, and his hands were shaking when he got off.

"Hey 120? Me, I hit someone..."

"Hey, 110..." After the phone call, the driver lay beside the middle-aged man again, and shouted loudly, "Brother, how are you, brother? You must hold on! Don't be scared I……"

At this moment, he wanted to reach out to do something, but he was afraid of causing other injuries, so he was a little at a loss for a while, and on the ground, the middle-aged man was injured somewhere.

The pupils quickly became dizzy, and the driver's voice began to become trance-like, as if it was a voice from outside. It is said that when a person dies, he can recall a short life.

But at this moment, Zhou Wei could only think of twice-cooked pork in a large bowl, stewed with potatoes and carrots for a long time, the meat was soft and fragrant.

One bite is full of meat, full of satisfaction, this is his wife's best dish, I really want to eat twice-cooked pork!Thinking about it, I have been working part-time for half a year, and I have been looking forward to it for half a year.

But during the Chinese New Year, his salary doubled, and he was reluctant to go back. Thinking about it, Zhou Wei actually found that he was floating at this moment, was he floating?

Zhou Wei was taken aback for a moment, then looked around, and unexpectedly saw his own body, the driver who was about to cry, and the traffic lights not far away.

As well as some vehicles that made emergency brakes after discovering the situation and spontaneously surrounded them, Zhou Wei lowered his head deeply and looked at his corpse again.

As if thinking of something in an instant, he gave himself a big mouth without hesitation, followed by a loud 'pop'.

The fans in the live broadcast room were startled for an instant, and their sad emotions were stuck there for a while. The tears that had just brewed in their eyes had already been frightened and rolled down, reflecting their bewildered faces.

What is the situation?what happened?Why!After Zhou Wei slapped himself hard, he squatted on top of his body and sighed deeply.

He had already felt something was wrong with his body before, but he never found a chance to go to the hospital, not to mention that there was no hospital near the construction site.

He thought about going back to see it when he got home in the next year, but he never expected that he would suddenly have an attack. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw a white figure approaching gradually from the corner of his eye.

"Time to hit the road!"

Before Jiang Chen finished speaking, he saw the middle-aged man jumped up like a monkey, looked at him, and then at the corpse on the ground, with an expression of 'I'll fuck it'.

"You you you! What are you doing?"

Zhou Wei almost felt like he was going to come back to life again!

Seeing this, Jiang Chen said calmly, "I'm here to pick you up on the road." Jiang Chen has always believed that being impermanent should not show too much emotion after so many years of taking care of the dead.

On the contrary, it is easier to arouse more emotions of the souls of the dead.

"Oh, I see, you are black and white impermanence!" Zhou Wei pursed his lips aside, his rough and simple face was tensed together, as if he was very nervous.

"You...you stand there and don't move!"