Ye Luoli's Hades

"Small bones!!!"

In the 9th level of hell, he was stunned as he stared at Chi Gu, whose soul was being continuously whipped below. He turned his head and saw Martial God Ling appearing in front of him, his hand already grasping hers.

"The peonies are blooming! Let's go!"

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished recording here. Aren't the flowers blooming? Why are you so excited?"

Wu Shen Ling squeezed his hand and lowered his head in embarrassment: "Of course I don't care if it's other flowers. We planted this together. You said you'd come back to you when it blooms. I'll guard it every day and take care of it." Even better than myself!"

Chi Gu suddenly laughed out loud when she looked at the dumbfounded person in front of her. She bent over and grabbed the railing, unable to stop laughing.

"I asked you why you have been so peaceful and haven't come to me during this period. Is that why?" She slowly looked at Wu Shen Ling: "You can come to me even if the flowers are not blooming."

"Ah??" Martial God Ling was stunned like a bolt from the blue: "But didn't you say that I would come to you after the flowers bloomed?"

"I say this because the flower has already sprouted. As long as you wait for it to bloom slowly, there is no need to do anything else. I saw you coming to Hades every day to raise flowers with me, and I thought you liked it very much."

"I... came to see you." His voice was very low, like a mosquito bite, but Chi Gu still heard it.

"You can come anytime if you want, but I may be a little busy and don't have time to accompany you." Chi Gu raised his hand and shook the scroll in his hand.

"It doesn't matter, I'll just stay with you. What are you doing?"

Chi Gu raised her hand and threw the scroll up. The main axis stopped in the air, slowly opened, and stood upright in front of them. When Chi Gu moved her fingertips slightly, a pen appeared on her fingertips: "The ninth level of hell, In the Hungry Hell, the poorest people are those who waste food and trample on food. What I want to do is record the status of several undead.

Look over there, there will be a ghost at intervals on each floor of the attic. Everyone has their own undead that they need to be responsible for, and the undead that need to be recorded are new arrivals to Hades. Each level of the 18 levels of hell There are new undead to record. "

Wu Shen Ling leaned against the railing and looked down. The undead below were sitting at the table one by one. In front of them were all kinds of food, but they couldn't eat it anyway. Some undead didn't believe in evil and kept eating. Reaching out to grab them, some were already sitting dumbly with ashen faces, while others were curled up on the ground.

The person on the other side will not be able to control his body and keep eating the food in front of him, but no matter what, he will still feel very hungry, and a nauseating feeling will come to his heart, but he has nothing to do and can only Keep eating.

Wu Shen Ling: "What's so good about this record? Lingling is really weird. It turns out that humans must be punished for wasting food. This has nothing to do with our fairyland."

Chi Gu smiled and stopped the pen in his hand: "You have to ask Ming Ling about this. Now I am just a migrant worker. I will do whatever she arranges for me."

Wu Shen Ling just leaned aside and watched Chi Gu's fingertips move slightly, and every time a person was written on the scroll, it would change its appearance, and there would be new age, name, identity, death information, and extra court relationships on it. , and Chi Gu was added later again.