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Eighteen levels of hell.

Yi Qian leaned against the pitch-black stone, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.

Lu Zhaoli saw it, frowned, reached out and grabbed the cigarette in his hand, smashed it into two pieces and threw it away.

"Smoking is prohibited in the underworld." His tone was a little dissatisfied, and he frowned at him, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yi Qian's hands were empty, and he was stunned for a while for no reason, then smiled, and stomped out the cigarette butt that still had sparks on the ground.

"The underworld doesn't allow random littering."

The air froze for a moment, and then gradually eased up. Seeing Yi Qian's easy-going face, Lu Zhaoli suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He walked over and gently embraced Yi Qian in his arms.

The bloody trickle of hell was bubbling.

"Are you nervous? This place should be your nightmare, don't you want to come here forever?" Lu Zhaoli's reassuring voice sounded in his ears, as if gently scratching his earlobe with cotton.

Yi Qian ducked, the smile on his lips still lingering.

"No," he said.

He has stayed in the underworld for 80 and [-] years, and he knows all the punishments of the [-]th floor of hell well.

Because of this, he knows how hard it is to be trapped here forever.

This place was indeed his nightmare, but he knew that he would never come back here to continue the torment.

He came to see someone.

No one knows better than him what kind of pain that person will endure inside, and what is worse than him is that this pain will never end.

Whenever he thinks of this, he will feel a sense of pleasure, the excitement that grows from the bottom of his heart, making every part of him look forward to it, looking forward to seeing a person who is embarrassed and regrets his whole life.

It wasn't fear that made him hesitate, but his unorganized mood.

When it came to the end, he actually found that he was a little bit less interested.

"I know, I understand." Lu Zhaoli raised his hand, stroked the top of his head, smoothed his hair, one stroke at a time, the movements were very gentle.

You just thought of Modine Air.

He didn't say that.

Even if Chai Yu was tormented in the [-]th floor of hell, even if he never had a bright future, every day his tongue was cut off, oil was boiled, burned, and knives were cut, even if he regretted it, even if these all showed that their vengeance would be avenged .

But when I think about that person, I still feel that it is not enough.

Lu Zhaoli built a tombstone in Qingbei.

The names of the sacrificed students and ghost messengers, innocent family members, and Mo Tinghang are all on it.He could always see people standing in front of the tombstone, with expressionless faces, tears streaming down their faces, and chattering endlessly.

When you lose someone, you can still live a normal life, but the pain is endless. Every day and night after that, once you think of that name, you still feel regretful.

And those who caused those injuries, even if they paid a hundred times, a thousand times the price, so what?

After all, I can't come back.

Being hugged like this, Yi Qian gradually realized that the other party's mood was even lower than his.

"Why don't you go in with me and have a look?" Yi Qian patted him on the back reassuringly, but there was no response. After a while, Lu Zhaoli let him go.

"Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist letting him go straight to ashes."

Lu Zhaoli shook his head, turned his head to one side, and raised the corners of his mouth, trying not to let him look into his eyes.

Yi Qian shook his head helplessly, walked past him, and the moment he passed Lu Zhaoli, his expression changed immediately.

A cold expression without a hint of warmth.

The environment inside is damp and cold, and after an hour, it will become scorching hot again.At a glance, his sight touched the person locked by the thick chain around his wrist.

The material of the chain is the same as that of the soul-eating stick, both of which are used to restrain the living soul, and he has ten of them tied to his body.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chai Yu raised his head in a daze, and when he saw Yi Qian's face, he looked like a startled beast, with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to break free from the chain and pounce on him.

"The life inside is the same, are you comfortable?" Yi Qian smiled, walked to a stone, blew the invisible dust on it, sat down comfortably, raised his legs and looked at him.

The state of the two of them formed a stark contrast, and Yi Qian couldn't help but think of the time when he was locked there.

"Why didn't you kill me? Why didn't you kill me?" Chai Yu gritted his teeth and rushed forward, but he couldn't reach Yi Qian anyway.

Howling these words in his mouth, he sounded full of energy.

Yi Qian shrugged and said deliberately: "You forgot, you are already dead? I killed you."

Chai Yu was stunned for a moment, only to realize that what Yi Qian said was true, he was already dead, he was stabbed to death by Yi Qian's random stick, but why did he still have to suffer these tortures even though he became a ghost?

Yi Qian stopped laughing, his eyes getting colder.

"Chai Yu, you always have to pay the price for what you did."

No matter how hard a bone is, if you cook it, stew it, burn it, or freeze it, it will soften and eventually crumble into slag.

Of course, Chai Yu never imagined that one day he would become like this. He killed people, but he was also afraid of death, he tortured people, but he was also afraid of being treated the same.

"Chai Tang once imprisoned you in the research institute for ten years. After ten years, you have become like this. I can tell you clearly that from now on, you will never be able to get out here." Yi Qian stood up with a cold tone .

What is more painful than torture?

It is knowing that I will be punished every minute and every second in the future.

Knowing that this torture will not end.

"Ah! Let me out! Let me out!" Chai Yu kicked his legs like crazy and kept repeating this sentence.

No strength to resist, weak as a slug, and no pity from others.

"This is the best ending for you." Yi Qian left behind these words, turned and walked out.

Chai Yu could see many different things from the steps the man left.

That person can keep going forward, but he can only keep walking here forever.

Chai Yu doesn't feel that he did anything wrong, he just regrets and feels that he is incompetent, and he will never be able to get out of hell like this.

Never-ending despair.

The door was gradually closed.

When Yi Qian came out, Lu Zhaoli was leaning on the stone pillar in a daze.

The past called him up, and the two went to Yan Luo Hall together.

Zhuli is assigning new ghost messengers to various places, and in the future, the psychics and ghost messengers who graduated from Qingbei will work together to maintain the order in the world.

At the beginning, there were many things that required him to coordinate and plan, so he was so busy that he didn't even feel the two of them coming in.

"Oh, yeah~" Zhuli rubbed her hair into a chicken coop with both hands, and she didn't know what was bothering her, so she was so angry that she dropped the thing in her hand, which happened to fall to the feet of the two of them.

Looking along the line of sight, only then did they find two people.

"My lord? And Principal Yi, why are you here?"

Before the two of them could answer, Zhu Li slammed his head hard, "By the way, you guys are going to see that person at Little Shiba."

Lu Zhaoli picked up the things, saw the list of ghost officers on it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and threw the things back to him.

"Why are you so impatient? A list made you like this?"

Zhuli held the list in her arms, with reluctance written all over her face, "How can managing the underworld be the same as managing students? My lord, you're going to laugh at me again!"

It's really hard for him to confine him to the underworld because he is only a young carp who has just grown up.

"When will the second uncle come back ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhu Li complained on his own, and didn't see Lu Zhaoli's uncomfortable face.

Yi Qian saw it, walked over and covered his mouth with a pen holder, "Your second uncle can't manage the underworld anymore if he wants to come back, he's just an ordinary person now."

Zhu Li thought about it and felt that Yi Qian was right.

"I won't tell you anymore, I have to continue working." Maybe he figured it out. If the second uncle can't come back, and he can't find someone who can replace him right away, the longer these tasks are delayed, the less good it will be for him.

So I didn't care about the two of them, and just continued to work, and it was good to be able to get serious right away when it was time to be serious.

The corner of Lu Zhaoli's mouth twitched, thinking that the profession of King of Hades is a hot potato. Back then, he had been doing it for 1000 years.

Not disturbing Zhuli anymore, the two returned to the ground together.

Two months have passed since that day.

The Chai family's follow-up matters are almost handled. If they should stay in prison, they will stay in prison, and if they should stay in hell, they will stay in hell.

The ghosts rescued from the Chai family should be reincarnated, and go back to hell to be punished without repentance. As for the ghost messengers who turned against them, they will naturally have their punishment.

Yi Qian found Xiao Ye with the rescued ghost messenger.

Although he was no longer in human shape, he still had some breath, and he was bouncing around again within two days after he came back.

She kept sighing, but she didn't expect to say goodbye to the square. Four years later, Lu Zhaoli bought her a house full of figurines, and her dissatisfaction disappeared immediately.

This is the best person to coax.

Ji Yao... No, it should be Master Yao Ji, she has returned to Wushan.

On the day before leaving, only Yi Qian and Lu Zhaoli saw her off, and she said she didn't want to say goodbye to the students.

Yi Qian didn't think there was anything to be sad about breaking up. Since Mo Tinghang left, Yao Ji has become different in many ways.

The cold wind blows her hair, and she only wears a white skirt in the severe winter.

Lu Zhaoli asked her why she had to leave.

Yao Ji closed her eyes and thought for a long time, and finally smiled brightly.

She said: "At the beginning, I thought Wushan was cold and lonely, and I came down to find a little bit of life. The world is very good and lively. Although people are very small, they have a lot of fun, ups and downs, and life, all of which I have never seen before. .”

"But, Shangyuan, without him, I feel even more lonely than Wushan."

Yi Qian stood beside Lu Zhaoli, it was the first time he saw Yao Ji's expression, helpless, sad, yet smiling.

"Shangyuan, I don't have any divine power now, and I can't help you." Yao Ji spoke first, as if she was afraid that Lu Zhaoli would say other reasons to keep her.

After a long time, Lu Zhaoli nodded.

"If you figure it out one day, you are welcome to come to Qingbei at any time and be a nominal principal."

Yi Qian looked at her and said, "Principal is also fine."

Yao Ji laughed, and patted the shoulders of the two of them, looking at the couple, her heart was both joyful and sour.

These two can be together.In any case, she has a share of the credit.

That day Yao Ji left, leaving behind an earring for Yi Qian to put on Qingbei's tombstone for her.

One day, Lu Zhaoli asked Yi Qian if he had any regrets?

At that time, a year had passed since the siege of the Chai family.

Everything is on the right track, Qingbei has a new batch of students, and new flowers are placed on the tombstone every day.

Living in peace and enjoying it for so long can sometimes feel phony.

Lu Zhaoli put his arms around Yi Qian's neck and kissed him next to his ear, the tired voice that just woke up made his heart tremble.

He said: "I had a dream. I dreamed that when I arrived that day, you had already been planted by Chai Yu..."

"Nightmare?" Listening to his voice, Yi Qian felt that he seemed to be having difficulty breathing, and reminded him that it was just a dream.

Lu Zhaoli slowed down for a long time, and finally sobered up, but he still didn't let go, "Do you have any regrets?"

He hugged him and asked.

Regret... Yi Qian thought about it, and felt that his current life was the best, and he had no regrets.

"When I was seven years old, I made an appointment with my mother to go to the playground one day. It was a weekend. There were many parents who brought their children to play. I saw many children being led by their parents, and I suddenly felt unhappy. I asked her, tell me, do I have a father, who is my father, and why she never looks at me. "

Lu Zhaoli stroked his eyebrows, "And then?"

"Then, Yi Rongrong cried and squatted in the middle of the playground, crying. I had to go back and coax her. She said she had to eat super spicy hot pot."

Listening to his words, Lu Zhaoli imagined that scene, a playground overcrowded, a seven-year-old boy crying like a child's mother, how passers-by should look at them.

I laughed when I thought about it.

Also eat super spicy hot pot.Lu Zhaoli remembered that the first time he came to Yi Qian's house, he was made to cry when he ate the food he cooked, that was Yi Rongrong's taste.

"Later we went out of the playground and ate hot pot. It's a pity that I couldn't play that day, and I never went to the playground again."

Lu Zhaoli blinked, quickly jumped up from the bed, and got dressed as quickly as lightning.

"Go, I'll take you to the playground!"

Easy to move.

"No."

"Let's go!" Seeing that Yi Qian still wanted to refuse, Lu Zhaoli directly mentioned him and quickly dressed him.

The sun was scorching, and the two came to the playground under the scorching sun.

It happened to be during the summer vacation, and there were people in the playground, and every line was long.

Yi Qian retreated, "Let's go, there are too many people, why not go back and turn on the air conditioner."

Lu Zhaoli grabbed his hand and led him into the crowd.

"Hold on to me, kid, don't lose it."

Lu Zhaoli opened the way for him, and Yi Qian who followed behind him had no trouble at all. There was a burst of warmth in his palm, and it was still a little damp and hot.

But he didn't even want to let go.

He really played in it with Lu Zhaoli for a day, and finally even turned the merry-go-round together.

In the end, he didn't know who was with whom, anyway, Lu Zhaoli smiled like a child.

"Kid, just wait, I'll buy you something to drink."

Lu Zhaoli pushed Yi Qian onto the stool, turned around and disappeared.

Yi Qian waited and waited, the sky was getting dark, and a glass of cold drink touched his face.

Yi Qian flinched and heard the familiar laughter behind him.

Lu Zhaoli bypassed him and sat opposite him, and handed him the cold drink in his hand, "Do you have any regrets?"

Yi Qian was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him abnormally, "Are you going to die or am I going to die?"

"Bah bah bah! What are you talking about?"

"Then what are you doing? It's like asking for a bucket list."

Lu Zhaoli pursed his lips, gave him a glance, and turned around to count the pedestrians.

Yi Qian looked at his awkward look, and knew that he had made him unhappy with that sentence again, but it was always her boyfriend who coaxed people, so why did he change it here.

Yi Qian began to reflect, there must be something wrong.

When things happen, you have to reason according to Lu Zhaoli's thinking.

He remembered Lu Zhaoli's tiresome love talk on 520, the scene was a bit similar to this time...

Yi Qian patted Lu Zhaoli on the shoulder, watched him turn his head, and then asked him.

"Do you have any regrets?"

That's right, Lu Zhaoli must want to ask him to ask him, and then accompany him to make up for his regrets.

Lu Zhaoli laughed immediately.

Under Yi Qian's astonished gaze, he took out a ring from his bosom.

"Yes, I just haven't married you yet, can you help me realize it?"

The colorful lights were flickering, he stood in front of Lu Zhaoli, watching his smile illuminated by the lights, somewhere in his heart, happiness was about to bubble.

Is this another trick by him?

Yi Qian took the ring.

"Okay."