The Little Reporter from the Underworld and the Demon King

After a long time, Wu Ze asked the question he had been wanting to ask for a long time: "Have any reporters from the other side been harvested?"

Bai Wuchang searched his memory for a while: "Yes, there is, but it's not a recent thing, it's been a while."

Wu Ze asked, "How did he die?"

The answer he hoped to hear was that he fell asleep and went to sleep, because he heard that this was the most peaceful way to die on the other side, without pain.

Hei Wuchang said: "Ah, I also have the impression that the reporter was stabbed to death, right? He was hired to stab to death while investigating something."

Bai Wuchang nodded: "Yes."

Wu Ze even forgot to be surprised: "The investigator was stabbed to death? Why? And if the reporter dies, what will the TV station do?"

Hei Wuchang waved his hand: "It's nothing if the TV station lacks a reporter. The TV station on the other side is different from the underworld. They have a lot of reporters on one TV station. Speaking of which, I have only seen you as a reporter in the underworld for so many years."

Wu Ze lowered his head in embarrassment, there was indeed only one reporter on the underworld TV station.

Hei Wuchang: "There are many reporters on the other side, and there are also many TV stations. It doesn't matter if one is missing. Speaking of which, the reporter is very miserable. It seems that he wants to investigate the truth? It's a pity that he died before the truth is reached."

Investigate the truth?Wu Ze was very shocked, his voice trembling: "Why is the investigation of the truth... don't the people on the other side want the truth? If they don't investigate the truth, what are other reporters doing?"

Heiwuchang: "So the other side is really complicated. After hundreds of years, Silly Bai and I still have many things that we can't figure out. That reporter knows the other side better than us. He wrote his suicide note a few days before his death. He also said that he may not live long or something, and he has no idea how he can predict the future. But it is true that people who tell the truth often live a miserable life. Although I sympathize with that reporter, other reporters can’t help it. Can't you just send your brain to death?"

"Death?" Wu Ze couldn't understand, is there such an exaggeration?

Doesn't news exist for the truth?

Bai Wuchang said again: "I remembered something, they bought the headlines over there, so it's different from Jifu, right?"

Wu Zeyi said: "How can you buy the headlines! Of course they are arranged according to the importance of the news!"

If the headlines can be bought, he immediately buys all the headlines in the news department and puts a handsome photo of the emperor!

The Great Emperor had the opposite idea, even if the headlines paid for it, he would never reveal a single photo of Wu Ze!

Bai Wuchang: "So, it's better not to delve into the things on the other side. It's good to know after hearing and understanding."

Uze pursed his lips in disbelief.

Hei Wuchang sighed, this little reporter was always upset for no reason, and the scene control Hei began to adjust the atmosphere again: "There is something very funny about this matter."

"Huh?" The three demons present all looked at him curiously.

"It's the reporter who was stabbed to death investigating the truth. Isn't that considered death for others? The funny thing is that few people know about it. As soon as the news was released, it was overwhelmed by the news about the beautiful and beautiful dress that the other star star wore. Hahahahaha."

The other three demons looked at him with dark faces, and Bai Wuchang stared: "What's so funny?"

Hei Wuchang unconsciously explained his joke: "Isn't it funny? You give your life for others, but they don't even know what you did, and they don't even know that you died hahahahaha, it's meaningless at all. .”

"This!" Wu Ze was very angry, "How can this be a meaningless thing! You don't understand how determined he is!..."

His nose was sore, he was afraid that what he would say next would make him cry.

Although the souls of the other side can reincarnate infinitely, it sounds like life has no end, but once they drink the Wangyou water, they forget all the things in this life, and they turn back to a piece of white paper.

Even if the soul is immortal, after losing all memory, the death of the body is the end of life, and death is the end.

The life on the other side obviously resists death just like them, and is afraid of death, but the reporter knows that there will be danger...

Wu Ze bit his lower lip tightly. He is a reporter and still doing interviews.

The reporter on the other side is not afraid of death, how could he humiliate the dignity of the reporter by crying during the camera.

Hei Wuchang looked at his red eye circles and couldn't laugh anymore, and he didn't know what he did wrong to make the reporter cry. He would be reprimanded by a fool when he went back, but he still couldn't help arguing for himself: "He wants to investigate The truth was not investigated, the work was abandoned halfway and no one succeeded, and the whole incident was like a pebble falling into magma without even a 'plop', he died without achieving any purpose, isn't it ridiculous?"

Wu Ze roared angrily: "It's not funny at all! It's not funny at all! It's not funny at all!"

After speaking, he blocked the camera angrily: "Audience friends, this is the end of this interview, let's see if we feel like it next month!"

The two demons of black and white impermanence struggled behind: "Hey! We still have a few stories to tell! Why is it over! Hey!"