Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

The black sky was so dark that you couldn't even see your fingers. There was no temperature at all, and there was only a strong, oppressive smell of blood spreading silently here.

The ghost in the white hat stared at the newly appeared ghost and said in a hoarse voice: "It's time to hit the road."

This new ghost is different from the other ghosts. He is not surprised by his death. Instead, he takes the initiative to ask the ghost: "Is there anyone waiting for me in the underworld?"

The ghost in the white hat had no idea what he meant, and his eyes were rolling around, making the words "Peace under Heaven" on his hat look a little weird.

"There are no ghosts waiting in the underworld." The ghost in the black hat replied lukewarmly.

He held a cold iron chain in his hand, and his face was too cold, which was completely opposite to the smiling look of the white hat ghost.

"No?" The ghost murmured, looking lonely: "That's right, after all, I haven't had time to fulfill his long-cherished wish, so it's normal that he doesn't want to wait for me..."

Neither of them had the temperament to pry into other people's past, and the black hat ghost repeated the white hat ghost's words impersonally: "It's time to hit the road."

-

"The warlord commander - Qin Zhuo'an, cleans up the remaining evil, quells civil strife, spreads ideas, and enlightens the people's wisdom... Everything he does is for the welfare of the people, and he eventually dies on the table due to overwork."

The nagging voice of the underworld judge came from above his head, and he was stunned for a long time before he could react.

Maybe it was the darkness in the underworld, and there was no light in those cloudy eyes.He looked like an old man in his twilight years. He opened his mouth but nothing came out.

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" The judge of the underworld looked at him and asked, "You have done a lot of good deeds during your lifetime, and the Lord of Hell will probably give you a chance to realize your wish."

"Maybe it will give you a better chance to be reincarnated."

Qin Zhuoan's thoughts seemed to be glued together. He blinked his cloudy eyes and struggled to think about the meaning of the judge's words.

When ghosts who have been in the earth for a long time return to the underworld, their thoughts and memories will become stagnant. The judge knows this, so he is not in a hurry and waits beside him.

"Is there anyone waiting for me here in the underworld?" He struggled to ask.

The judge frowned slightly: "The ghosts in the underworld will not stay."

The implication of his words was obvious, there... was no one waiting for him here.

Qin Zhuoan was stunned for a long time, with tears accumulating inexplicably in his turbid black eyes. He asked in a hoarse voice: "How could it not be?"

"He clearly said... that he would wait for me here..."

The confused memory prevented him from remembering his previous questions about the two ghosts, Black and White. He cried blankly, like a child who couldn't control his emotions.

Compared to the impersonal black and white, the judge's attitude towards him was obviously gentler.

Judge: "Do you remember... the name of the person who said he was waiting for you?"

Qin Zhuoan opened his eyes and thought for a long time. He opened his mouth over and over again, but he couldn't say that person's name.

Obviously that person's name has been engraved in his soul, but he just can't tell what that person's name is.

I should remember him...

But what's his name?

Seeing him like this, the judge handed him a bowl of soup: "If you can't think of anything, don't force it. It's time to have a bowl of soup and go on your way."

When ghosts pass by the Naihe Bridge, some of their obsessions will be washed away unconsciously, making reincarnation more convenient.

The judge has been in this area for a long time, and has heard a lot of lies and lies. He also knows that many people like to promise to meet in the underworld before they are alive, but these are just words, not actions.

Qin Zhuo'an took the soup handed over by the judge in a daze.

"Can I stay here?" Qin Zhuo'an suddenly said: "I want to stay here and wait for him."

"Whenever he appears, I will remember him."

The judge shook his head helplessly: "Why are you doing this?"

"What's the benefit of waiting here? Even if you see him, what will happen? How many reincarnated people can remember their previous lives?"

Qin Zhuo'an seemed particularly stubborn at this moment: "No, I will remember him..."

If he forgets me, I will watch from a distance.

I won't disturb him...

The judge had seen many such stubborn people. He pointed to the bowl of soup Qin Zhuoan was holding and said to him, "Drink the soup first."

"After you finish drinking, I'll go ask the Lord of Hell for his opinion."

After drinking it, I can’t remember it anymore…

Qin Zhuo'an drank the soup in his hand without hesitation.

The judge said to him again: "It's time to hit the road."

"I'm not going on the road." Qin Zhuo'an shook his head, his eyes stubborn: "I want to wait for someone."

The judge did not expect that he could still remember this incident after drinking Meng Po soup. Just when he was about to decide on his attitude towards asking the Lord of Hell for instructions, a flower from the other side carrying the instructions of the Lord of Hell flew over lightly.

A small bright red flower of the other side fell in front of Qin Zhuo'an, and the rich voice of the Lord of Hell came.

"You have a lot of merits during your lifetime. Now I give you two options."

"Go and be reincarnated now. Remember your achievements during your lifetime, and I will order someone to find a good home for you to be reincarnated in."

"Or, become an earthbound spirit and stay in the world of the sun, trapped in your obsession, unable to escape for the rest of your life."

Qin Zhuoan looked at the flower from the other side and said seriously: "I choose to become an earthbound spirit."

"You have to think clearly." Bianhua floated up and down, telling him the truth clearly: "After becoming an earthbound spirit, you will never be able to leave that place. Even if your achievements can allow you to escape temporarily, you will eventually Still gotta get back there.”

"Even if your soul is imprisoned there forever, you won't regret it?"

Qin Zhuoan's eyes were firm: "I don't regret it."

-

At the outer edge of Wencheng.

A "woman" wearing a gold cheongsam was lazily leaning against the tree. She had gold glasses on the bridge of her nose, which looked inconsistent with his attire, but was inexplicably harmonious.

The ghost who was nearby asked him curiously: "You have not committed any murder, why don't you reincarnate?"

Why not reincarnate?

The "woman" was a little stunned by this question. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I can't be reincarnated."

His words caused more little ghosts nearby to rush over and ask.

"Why can't you reincarnate?"

"You have neither human life nor ghost life on your hands. It stands to reason that the Lord of Hell was reincarnated, right?"

"Is it possible that this is being used as an earthbound spirit?"

……

Questions were thrown at him one after another, but he didn't answer them and still leaned against the tree lazily.

"Maybe it's because I don't want to be reincarnated."

This kind of meaningless answer naturally did not satisfy this group of curious ghosts. Some of them saw the identity of the "woman" and started to scream again.

"You are a man, why are you still wearing women's clothes?"

"With your figure, if I didn't know better, I would have thought you were a female ghost!

He is obviously a man, but he is wearing a woman's cheongsam.

why?

He couldn't give any useful answer, but he had a vague feeling: Maybe he was trying to atone for his sins, right?

As for why atonement?Atoning for whom?

There is no way to know the answers to these questions. He is a ghost who can't even remember his own name. The only thing he remembers is--

He is waiting for someone here.

As for who is waiting?

Why are you waiting here?

He himself is not very clear, he just vaguely remembers...

He wants to wait for someone.

Someone who was important to him.

He remembered that it seemed like he had promised to wear a small skirt the next time they met, so he waited in a daze.

As for the waiting period, he didn't know...