Afterlife Blows Up Gensokyo

And if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't bear to part with his dozens of precious racing cars, someone still wanted to regularly carry out speeding competitions in the underworld and hell... He has built all the tracks...

Because of the series of tortures he launched one after another, those grievances in hell can be said to hate him to the bone, but just like a lion doesn't care what a little ant thinks, who cares?

"...The Pandora's Box I'm talking about is this one."

As if he had made up his mind, after letting out a long breath, Shi Bai took out a square plastic box and placed it on the table.

"As long as this game is promoted in hell, the conflicts that were originally intensified will be temporarily calmed down in the shortest possible time."

"what is this?"

Looking at the box on the table curiously, Ibuki Suika asked him.

"Mahjong."

Someone has a merciful face.

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A few days later, a mysterious small shop was opened in a certain part of the city.

The word mahjong has also officially entered the eyes of those creatures in the underworld and hell.

The big monsters who were wandering around the streets drinking and provoking all disappeared, and mahjong tables were set up one after another... and the contradictions that had been intensified to the extreme were eased under such a strange atmosphere down.

And this kind of atmosphere gradually affected the underworld.

After get off work, the gods of death usually call their friends to have a drink, dinner and chat together. However, after the rules about mahjong were spread to the underworld, all the gods of death quickly fell in love with this board game.

After all, playing mahjong while chatting and drinking at the poker table is much more interesting than sitting dryly at the table chatting...

"That's why it's called Pandora's Box. You don't want to play with me."

Sitting dryly in front of the window looking at the scenery outside, someone had a melancholy look on his face.

Mahjong, although the technical aspect occupies a large part, but the so-called luck also occupies a huge proportion.

Shibai would like to find some people to play mahjong with him, but the problem is that those gods of death or other ghosts who play mahjong with him cannot be killed after a few games.

After all, playing mahjong, an originally interesting game, has no meaning at all in the face of a guy who is almost ashamed.

"Hey, why do you think my luck is always so good?"

Looking up at the taupe dome, Shibai sighed softly in his mouth.

"...you will be beaten like this."

Facing the extremely unbeatable words of the person beside her, she picked up the purple gourd in her hand and poured a sip of wine into her mouth, shaking her feet, Yibuki Cuixiang rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"Also, are you really not going to meet them? Gu Ming felt that they have been asking me for a long time. Could it be that the secrets in your heart are so invisible? Can't you be a little more frank like us ghosts? ?”

"Did you bring the presents I asked you to bring to them?"

With a chuckle, Shibai did not choose to answer Ibuki Suika's question.

"I brought it with me, but they are also very curious about you, a brother who has never met."

Curling her lips, Ibuki Suika was obviously very dissatisfied with someone's answer that avoided the important ones.

"I don't understand. Is it so difficult for you to appear in front of them? If you haven't been taking care of them in secret for so many years, do you think they can survive well in hell?"

"Even without me, wouldn't there still be your ghost clan? Before I came, they didn't have a good life like this?"

Yawning in his mouth, someone lazily lay down on the roof of the attic.

"Curiosity will kill cats. It's best not to be too curious about certain things... Who asked you to reveal my existence to them?"

"In front of them, there are no secrets, okay?"

Turning her head sideways to look at someone beside her, Ibuki Suika had a look of contempt on her face.

"We ghost clan are all open and frank, can't you learn a little bit from us? You don't even dare to meet them, are you afraid that the dirty thoughts in your heart will be seen by the other party and feel embarrassed?"

"Don't smear people's innocence out of thin air, it's just that I have too many secrets that you can't find out."

Resting his head with his hands, Shibai closed his eyes.

"You guys are too weak, you don't have the qualifications to get those secrets, even Xiao Xi, I didn't let her know, you think everyone is Xiao Ye..."

His voice gradually decreased, and he fell asleep in just a few seconds.

"Hmph, the one who hides and hides, obviously has a ghost in his heart..."

After muttering something in her mouth, turning her head, Ibuki Suika picked up the purple gourd in her hand and drank the wine.

A breeze blew by, bringing a little refreshing coolness.

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Chapter 13 I'm cute, please give me money

With the rapid spread of the Pandora's box of mahjong in the underworld and hell, various mahjong shops have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

In an era when spiritual entertainment was extremely scarce and there was only drinking and chatting, mahjong, a simple and easy-to-understand game, captured the hearts of these terrifying monsters with long lives in the shortest possible time.

"...I don't think you should come here."

Looking at the girl in front of him who was forcibly pulled off the mahjong table by him and lying on the table weakly, Shi Bai was quite speechless.

Although it is said that the other party has changed his appearance, in his own eyes, the identity of the girl in front of him is already ready to be revealed.

"The majestic goddess of the underworld actually came to the mahjong hall to play mahjong... It must be embarrassing to say such a thing?"

"You care about me? I'm on vacation now, and I can go wherever I want. You don't have the right to restrict my freedom."

Rolling his eyes, Heka, who was lying on the table, had a look of resentment.

"It was obvious that I was about to mess up in that round, why did you insist on pulling me out? After all, you still recognize me after I've become like this. You must like me like Unforgettable, that's why you are in the crowd Recognize me at a glance, right?"

"No, I just heard Xigua accidentally mentioning the news that a big fat sheep has appeared in various mahjong parlors recently, so I just wanted to come and watch it out of curiosity."

Putting a bottle of orange juice in front of the other party, Shi Baixu sat down at the table with eyes open.

"Boss, here are two bowls of requiem noodles."

"Alright! Wait a minute, sir."

The store manager from Meng Po's obviously recognized him as the legendary god of death. After looking at Heka who was still half dead on the table in front of him with some curiosity, he ran to the back kitchen to do some work. up.

Although it is said that Meng Po's opened the branch to hell, the chaotic hell is not comparable to the underworld. Learning to put away one's curiosity is an important rule for surviving in hell.

"What kind of fat sheep!? I'm very good at poker, okay? You saw it just now, and I'm obviously about to go crazy!!"

Lifting his head from the table, Heka was rather unwilling.

"If you hadn't forcibly pulled me into this noodle shop..."

"Ha ha."

Shi Bai had a sneer on his face.

"I can see it. You can only break Yaojiu at all, right? The Nine Lotus Lantern cards can be broken by you abruptly, and you still play cards!?"

"But it's too troublesome to memorize those rules..."

Shrinking his head unconsciously, Heka had a look of grievance on his face.

"What kind of fat sheep...I don't lose much money..."

"...I think you and Tsunade must have a common language."

The corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and Shi Bai spoke in a very speechless manner.

"Tsunade? Who is that?"

Heka suddenly became interested.

"A little girl who is so bad at gambling that she pesters me all day to teach him how to gamble. Who told me to be so good at gambling?"

Cursing his lips, Shi Bai focused on the two bowls of requiem noodles brought to the table by Xiao Er.

"Eat the noodles first, and talk about other things later."

"Cut... just blow it, maybe your poker skills are worse than mine, otherwise why haven't I seen you have played poker before?"

After muttering something softly in his mouth, Heka pulled the remaining bowl of requiem noodles on the table in front of him.

Meng Po Soup Noodle Restaurant can open a branch in the hell, and still occupy a place in the chaotic hell, naturally there is nothing to say in terms of taste.

Even if someone is a self-proclaimed God of Cookery, he can't find any faults in front of the signature Requiem Noodles of Meng Po Noodle Soup Restaurant.

"Okay, let's talk, why do you suddenly want to come to me? Logically speaking, I should still be on vacation right now."

Putting down his chopsticks, Heka pushed the empty bowl in front of him aside, looked up at the man in front of him and spoke seriously.

"So, you don't really like me, do you?"

"The guy who is not a loli, please go away consciously."

Putting down the bowl in his hand, Shi Bai had a sneer on his face.

"Also, I'm white-haired and red-eyed, count these things yourself, do you have any similarities?"

"Tch, hopelessly perverted lolicon... tell me, what's the matter?"

With a curl of his lips, Heka began to speak.

"But let me declare in advance that it's too troublesome, even if you find me, it's useless. Don't expect me to help you deal with the mess. You made all of these things yourself."

"Well... what do you mean by mess?"

"Financial crisis, inflation, these are all concepts you put forward, right?"

Heka spoke resentfully.

"Do you know the horror that the price of a bowl of requiem noodles has risen to 1000 yuan? I can't afford to eat noodles!!"

"Ahem... It's not that I didn't know economics at that time. But I have already taken out a lot of economics books for those gods to study, and this kind of thing will never happen again in the future."

Turning his head with a guilty conscience, Shi Bai coughed a few times in embarrassment.

"Don't worry, I didn't come to you for that kind of thing."

"Hmph, it's fine if you don't. Tell me, what's the matter?"