In the beginning, she tortured the scumbag, and the female lawyer crossed the yin and yang to save h

Nancheng, a rooftop in the downtown area.

A woman in red clothes falls from the roof of the building.

There was a bang, and blood splashed all over the ground, shocking the onlookers and scattering like birds and beasts.

A wisp of red smoke slowly rose from the pool of blood on the ground, turning into a wisp of wronged souls.

"Liu Wen, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

Ghost number 123 is online.

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My name is Shen Nanyi, a ferryman on Huangquan Road.

The screws of the underworld, the slash youth who crosses the realms of yin and yang.

Since ancient times, there has been an easy-to-understand name for a profession like ours: Po Meng.

Times are progressing and the underworld is expanding.

There are few lives and many deaths.

There are obviously not enough full-time old employees in the underground government, so there are many non-staff personnel like me.

Abbreviation: Temporary workers in the underworld.

Our responsibilities are not that mysterious. We don’t know how to recite incantations or practices, nor can we turn our hands into clouds or turn our hands into rain.

We are just ordinary wage earners from the underworld.

Those ghosts who have unfulfilled wishes before death and are unwilling to enter reincarnation will be assigned to us, and we will resolve their obsessions and send them on their way.

Everyone knows the rules in the past. Po Meng set up a stall at Naihe Bridge, and each person had a bowl. After drinking, he went to the bridge, forgetting his past, and reincarnating with peace of mind.

But now times have changed, and not everyone is willing to drink Meng Po soup.

Those good-for-nothing ghosts are naturally managed by well-organized employees.

High quality and obedient, each person has a bowl of Meng Po soup, and happily goes on the road after drinking it, simple.

But those ghosts who don't want to die are not so easy to talk to.

The taste is bad/the temperature is wrong/the mood is bad/the aunt is here...

In short, there are various excuses for not drinking.

Of course, I also asked the leader about the taste of this soup. Is it necessary to keep pace with the times and change the recipe?

Don’t always smell like aged rice wine.

Change to fruit flavor, milk flavor, coffee flavor...

A variety of choices, you can drink whatever you want, how nice.

In this way, our ferry work will be easier.

But the leader said that the most advanced way of getting on the road often only requires the simplest guidance.

A bowl of wine on the road to Huangquan, but everything will stop at the end of the bridge.

Rice wine is the best choice, no one else.

In fact, to put it bluntly, there is no budget and no approval.

These ghosts who refused to go on the road obediently passed through the distribution system and ended up in the hands of temporary workers like us.

It doesn't matter whether you are sweet-talking, making a fuss, or intimidating.

There are 360 ​​talents at your disposal. In short, there is one principle:

Get rid of the obsession in their hearts, let them drink Meng Po soup willingly, and embark on the road of reincarnation.

In recent years, more and more people have taken to the road, the underworld has been expanded, and there is more than one Naihe Bridge.

Naturally, Po Meng’s team also expanded its recruitment.

Our direct leader is naturally still Mrs. Meng—here specifically Mrs. Meng.

We are Ma Zai under Po Meng's banner.

Walking in the earth, you have serious work during the day and do private work in the underworld at night.

Commonly known as: slash youth.

My number is 9527, and they all call me Anan.

After successfully dispelling the ghost's obsession, give her a bowl of Meng Po soup and send her on her way, and you're done.

Each time you successfully convert a ghost, your life span will be increased by one month.

Points can be accumulated or given to relatives and friends, but the opportunity and quantity of gifts are limited.

In the world where Qin Shihuang pursued immortality, this was remarkable.

Who doesn't want to scream to the sky and live for five hundred years?

But in fact, it is not easy to master this life.

As the team grows, it becomes harder to control people's hearts.

The government has also introduced a KPI assessment system.

The assessment method is simple and crude.

Successfully saves the person +1, failure -1.

After the transformation fails, the ghost loses the chance of reincarnation.

If they stay in the human world for a certain period of time, they will become evil ghosts and cause trouble, and they will be destroyed by the underworld, and their souls will be scattered and ashes will disappear.

That's another department's job, so I won't mention it.

The starting number is the number of years of life written in the Book of Life and Death by the Lord of Hell.

You ask me, what if there are too many failures and the score is reduced to 0?

It's very simple.

Finish a bowl of Mengpo soup handed to you by a colleague and go on your way with peace of mind.

As a human being, there is no point in apologizing.

God's will cannot be violated.

As for how I got started in this industry, I honestly don’t remember.

When I was about 14 years old, I seemed to have had a dream. After waking up from the dream, my eyes suddenly opened.

A person floated from a distance and led me into the teacher's gate.

Master asked: Do you want to die or live?

This is not nonsense, of course I want to live.

He said that I was supposed to live to die at the age of 99, but for some reason my life was stolen and I could only live to be 14 years old. If you don't want to die, you have to follow him in the work of saving souls and earn a long life by saving wronged souls.

I am 14 years old, not 4 years old. Why does this sound like a liar?

But before I had time to hesitate, I had difficulty breathing in the next second and entered a state of near-death.

"agreed, agreed!"

With a laborious roar, after the ceremony of bringing the old man to the new man was over, I started working.

This year is the tenth year, and he is really a veteran temporary worker in the underworld.

Okay, no more nonsense.

This VIP customer tonight is the 123rd guest I want to meet in my slash career.

She was a princess, who was deceived by a scumbag and lost both her life and property. She died in despair.

Hmm...not the princess of the princess prince.

She is a princess and a young master’s princess.

The courtesan in heaven and earth, the number one foot bath KTV.

you know.

I want to do a good job and send the princess on her way.

***Task opens dividing line***

midnight.

Wushan Road, MUSS Bar.

A few withered yellow sycamore leaves fell in the wind, rustling as they rubbed against the asphalt road.

This is the most famous bar street in Nancheng, built near the lake.

On the left side of the road is the dark lake, and on the right side are neon store signs.

Tall plane trees stand on both sides of the road, casting heavy shadows like a barrier that separates the two worlds.

Half is dark night, half is fireworks.

The black high-heeled shoes fell off the white Honda car and stepped on the dead leaves.

Black fishnet stockings, long legs, straight and shapely.

One point more is a monster, one point less is a firewood, the ratio is just right.

The fallen leaves were trampled into fine residue, which unexpectedly gave off a sticky and faint odor.

Shen Nanyi raised his feet and looked at the soles of his shoes.

Shit luck.

Hmm...awesome.

She lowered her head and rubbed the soles of her shoes quietly.

Good luck, have chicken tonight.

Under the Barbie pink wig is a delicate little face, with smoky makeup and huge metal earrings, making her look bold and bold.

The tight little leather jacket is paired with a miniskirt, and the long and straight legs are looming in the black stockings. The graceful and coquettish curves make passers-by unable to help but take a few more glances.

A sports car stopped suddenly at the intersection, and several young men in the car whistled at her:

"Sister, let's play together!"

Ana Shen ignored the roar of laughter behind her, threw her small satchel on her shoulder, and tilted her head coolly.

"Is this it?"

The cold wind blew across my face, seeming to respond silently.

When the waiter in a black suit at the door of the bar passed by Shen Nanyi, he suddenly felt a chill running through his body.

He glanced at the colleague next to him and quietly tilted his head: "That woman, who were you just talking to?"

The colleague shrank his neck: "Whatever! Do you feel that it has suddenly become cold?"

"Yes! The wind is so strong that it makes my skin crawl."

"Don't say it, it's true."

The waiter touched his arm: "Isn't it something unclean?"

The sycamore trees swayed in the wind and made a rustling sound.

"The more you talk, the more evil you get. Be careful if the boss hears about the deduction of wages..."

Walking into the bar, the lights are shining and the music is deafening.

There is so much sex and pleasure, there are so many people in the world, there are hormones everywhere.

The DJ played the discs passionately on the stage, echoing the beautiful men and women in the audience who swayed and swayed to the music.

It was crowded and noisy.

Shen Nanyi looked around among the crowd, and his eyes quickly locked on a booth.

The coffee table in front of the booth was filled with empty wine bottles.

It seemed that this group of people had drank a lot tonight.

A man was holding a cigarette, teasing and mingling with the men and women beside him.

A few buttons of the tight black shirt were open, revealing the shape of her abdominal muscles at the waist.

Wear clothes to look thin, take off clothes to look fat.

There is a black mole under the right eyebrow, which floats on his face when he talks and laughs, giving him an indescribable charm.

Handsome!

Worthy of being Peng Yuyan in the nightclub.

Ana Shen's eyes moved to the man's side.

A woman in purple clothes was leaning against him affectionately, her eyes filled with excitement.

Her appearance is mediocre, but the emerald and diamond necklace around her neck sparkles.

This necklace is an international brand, Shen Nanyi had seen it in a fashion magazine, and it cost six figures.

A man is in high spirits in front of a woman who admires him.

While talking and laughing, he looked around with the corner of his eye.

His eyes were dripping with oil, he was walking sideways among the women, and he was a veteran of the world.

The moment he saw Shen Nanyi, he was stunned.

The man's eyes suddenly lit up.

That is the look in the eyes of a hunter when he sees his prey.

It's time for a snack.