Bai Wuchang doesn't love anyone

An hour later, Wu Ziyu appeared in Zuohei Courtyard on time.He was no different from just now, still dressed in white and with loose hair, except that he wore an extra hat on his head.In order to prevent the hat from falling off, Wu Ziyu specially added two straps to the hat and tied it with a beautiful knot on the chin.

"Are you ready? Let's set off when we're ready." Wu Ziyu's professional smile was overly enthusiastic whenever it was time to go out to seduce the soul, "Do you know what kind of external image and behavior a qualified Hei Wuchang should have?" Then I saw Luo Yuhuan standing there with her hair neatly tied up, wearing a hat, and dressed in black, with a paralyzed face.Can't help nodding appreciatively.

Sure enough, it is easier to be indifferent than to put on a smiling face. I think how long I have been practicing to squeeze a smile on my face before I get to this perfect fake smile.

"Ready." With a sullen face, he didn't say much, which was very in line with his indifferent temperament.However, only Luo Yuhuan knew that she was so nervous that her face was expressionless, and she was so nervous that she cherished words like gold.

"Then let's go. It's inevitable that you will be nervous when you go on a mission for the first time. Although absorbing souls is very simple, it is inevitable that you will encounter some difficult dead people, so you should practice more in the future." Wu Ziyu led Luo Yuhuan to the underworld door to go.

"This underworld is divided into ten halls of Yan Luo. We, black and white, have more connections with King Qin Guang in the first hall and King Zhuanlun in the tenth hall, but we are not very familiar with the other halls, so we should be polite with the people in the other eight halls and avoid causing trouble. What Wu Ziyu is most afraid of is trouble, not because he has no ability to solve it, but because he is too lazy to expend that energy.

From the entrance of the underworld, you have to go through a long Huangquan Road first, and then pass through the gate of the underworld. There is a hall of ghosts at the gate, responsible for registering and compiling ghosts from all walks of life, and then escorting them to the first hall for trial. According to good and evil, it is decided whether to be sent to the other eight halls for punishment or to be sent to the ten halls for reincarnation.Ten halls guard the Wangchuan River, and the bull head and horse face are responsible for escorting the ghosts to cross the Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River. On the Naihe Bridge, there is a ghost named Po Meng, who is responsible for pouring Meng Po soup to every ghost who has passed away and letting them go on the road. .

For the convenience of work, the ten halls of Yan Luo are distributed in a circle in the underworld. The circle starts with the first hall and ends with the ten halls.Therefore, the first hall and the tenth hall are located next door, which saves a lot of time for reincarnation. Huangquan Road is adjacent to Wangchuan River, but there is an enchantment in the middle that cannot be broken through.

The Hall of Eternal Life is located in the market on the east side of the first hall, close to the gate of the underworld, presumably for the convenience of going out to work.Wu Ziyu and Luo Yuhuan walked side by side, the two ghosts of black and white impermanence, one smiling and the other cold, still attracted the attention of ghosts.Before he got close to the gate of the underworld, he heard a cow bleating in the distance, followed by a horse bleating.Although the sound was like that of a cow or a horse, it was made even more shrill and eerie by the cows and horses in Yangjian.

"The entrance and exit of the underworld are the two busiest places, and it just so happens that these two places are located together, and they are noisy all day long." Wu Ziyu explained, "Now it is estimated that ghosts are suspected of fate and they are suppressing. Strange." Luo Yuhuan nodded in agreement, when he first entered the underworld, he also passed by here, and at that time he only felt that if he still had ears, his ears would be deafened.

"Ho Ho, Seventh Master, Eighth Master!" The bull-headed horse-faced man suppressed the street ghost neatly, forcibly packed soup and rolled across the Naihe Bridge, and turned his head to bow to him.

Wu Ziyu and Luo Yuhuan also returned their gifts.

When Luo Yuhuan came, it happened that the bull head and the horse face were going to escort the ghosts in the ten halls, so I didn't meet them.When I looked up, I saw a small red flower tied on the horn of the bull's head, and a small yellow flower pinned behind the ear of the horse's face. The picture gave people a strong visual impact.

"Hey, fifth master and sixth master, what day is it today? This flower is nothing else..." Ugly and blind.Wu Ziyu smiled.

"Oh, the old lady Meng said that we are too fierce, and those ghosts are scared away." Niutou said.

Ma Mian continued: "So let's wear a flower to look kinder."

"That's how it is. We still have important things to do, so let's not talk for now." Wu Ziyu almost burst out laughing.

"Okay!" The bull head and the horse face said in unison, and then the bull head said "you two", and the horse face said "go slowly".The two sang together, and the picture was quite joyful.

After walking a little further, the smile on Wu Ziyu's face faded a little: "The two princes in the first hall and the tenth hall love to play around, and even their subordinates are not very serious."

Luo Yuhuan is also a teenager at heart: "This hell is too dark, it's always good to be happy."

Wu Ziyu was noncommittal. He has been in the underworld for almost 500 years, and he still hasn't adapted to the habit of joining together whenever there is excitement.I think it's because my heart is too cold and hard, and I like to be alone, so I can't understand this kind of excitement.

The junction between the yang and the underworld is a thick fog. Normal people will pause when they see this kind of fog. Luo Yuhuan, who has just become a ghost and still retains some human habits, is no exception, but Wu Ziyu can't even pause. Wudai even quickened his pace a lot, and directly plunged into the thick fog.Luo Yu gulped the non-existent saliva and hurriedly followed.

Passing through the thick fog, the two ghosts were already standing beside a brook with flowing water.The deeper the dew, the more humid the stream.Wu Ziyu's gaze had already locked on a big tree, where a little soul was curled up.

"The first one on the roster today has been found."

The soul was a little confused, staring at the water with its head down, and didn't know what it was thinking.

"That soul is a female, you should absorb the Yang soul, and I will dissipate the Yin soul." Wu Ziyu turned to the newly appointed Heiwuchang Luo Yuhuan and said, "Do you remember the method I taught you? Let's practice now Bar."

The other party is just a lost ghost, not very lethal, so it's nothing to think about.Unexpectedly, Luo Yuhuan was calm on the surface, but his trembling fingers betrayed him.

"Don't be afraid, she's harmless." Wu Ziyu said softly.

"I... I know, brother Ziyu, but, but I'm just nervous! I never killed anyone before I was alive..." Luo Yuhuan's voice was trembling, and she was actually crying.Although the nervousness is the nervousness, there are still many scenes to be done.Wu Ziyu had already established an image of a crying bag in Wu Ziyu's heart just now, it would be a pity not to continue.

"Why are you nervous, you won't be nervous at all after the first shot." Wu Ziyu didn't expect that Luo Yuhuan was just a teenager who wanted to play and teased him by crying.

Luo Yuhuan closed her eyes: "The soul is here!" His fingers smoothly gestured in the air to summon the soul.

Immediately, the little female ghost's yang soul and yin soul separated, and the yang soul came to Luo Yuhuan and entered a hexagonal ceremonial plate, while the yin soul was directly dispersed by Wu Ziyu.The rite plate was made by the underworld and hired skilled craftsmen from the ghost world. As soon as the ghost enters the rite plate, it can be sent directly to Huangquan Road, saving a lot of escort time for black and white impermanence.It's just that for ghosts with strong aura, it doesn't work for ghosts who have practiced. If you encounter such ghosts, you still have to let Black and White Wuchang personally escort them.

"Not bad, very skilled." Wu Ziyu praised, but saw Luo Yuhuan opened his eyes, and a tear flowed down.

"..." Wu Ziyu.

Luo Yuhuan lifted up his sleeves and wiped away the tears, silly: "Brother Ziyu, were you nervous the first time?"

"Don't be nervous." Wu Ziyu opened the roster and looked at the second name on today's roster.

"Why?" Luo Yuhuan asked.

Wu Ziyu closed the roster with a snap, and said, "Didn't you inquire about the deeds before me when you came to the underworld?" He was still smiling, but his tone sank a bit, and even his eyes turned cold.

Luo Yuhuan nodded.

Wu Ziyu, although he holds a minor position, is a well-known figure in the underworld.The second son of a city guard general, when he was 11 years old, the frontier fortress was destroyed, and he was arrested and taken to the enemy camp as a prisoner of war. Five years later, he was taken back to his home country and entered the military camp. At the age of 21, he died of a massacre of the city and went to hell.When he first came here, he was full of resentment, and the smell of blood was engraved into his soul. The crimes on his body should have been tortured in hell in every temple, but he was picked by King Qin Guang and made an exception to be Bai Wuchang.

"There are many versions circulating in the underworld. I don't know which one is true. I only know that you died because of the massacre of the city. Then were you massacred... or the one that massacred people?" Luo Yuhuan asked cautiously.

"Slaughtered." Wu Ziyu's tone was very relaxed.

Luo Yuhuan was surprised: "As a soldier defending your home and country, although you did kill someone, you don't have to go through every temple, right?"

Wu Ziyu didn't answer again: "Why are we talking about these sad things? I haven't received those punishments anyway."

"Then, why don't you do Bai Wuchang without these punishments? Why do I feel a little selfish... There must be some price involved?" Luo Yuhuan grew up in a wealthy official family, although he was pampered by the family and rarely had contact with those intrigues, But that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything about these things.

Wu Ziyu nodded, her smile tinged with melancholy: "The price is to stay in the underworld indefinitely." After going through those hells, I guess my soul is almost gone, let alone the chance of reincarnation; Impermanence looks good, but when the 500-year period expires, normal ghosts can choose to reincarnate, but they have no time limit and can only wander in the underworld. It looks like they can't be reborn forever.

Up to now, I still feel that King Qin Guang’s choice of black and white impermanence is very strange, as if he was pleasing to the eye: a ghost like myself should be tortured in various hells, but he was picked to be Bai Wuchang, but he is a hard-hearted person. , does not conform to Bai Wuchang's external image of welcoming people with a smiling face at all; impermanent location.No matter how I think about it, I can't think of the trick to select black and white impermanence. It seems that if you can be a wicked person, you can also be a good person.

Luo Yuhuan wanted to say something else, but Wu Ziyu didn't give him a chance, and teleported to the second place according to the index of the roster.

Luo Yuhuan recognized this as Qianxiang Temple.He often came here during his lifetime.

In the middle of the night, even a temple full of incense shouldn't be so lively.In the main hall, a group of monks gathered together, and directly above the vacant place in the middle was a beam, and a corpse of a young monk was hanging on the beam.

The eyes in the palace were regretful, sad, curious, and calm.

"Buddhist holy land, can we ghosts enter?" Wu Ziyu was about to enter with the sound of chanting scriptures, when Luo Yuhuan grabbed the sleeve of his right hand.

Wu Ziyu glanced at Luo Yuhuan rather sadly: "Are we evil spirits?"

"No." Luo Yuhuan shook her head.

"Are we lonely ghosts?"

"No."

"Aren't we doing our part?"

"No... yes! Yes!" Ghosts still have their duty?

"Are we serious public office ghosts?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Makes sense.Luo Yuhuan dragged Wu Ziyu inside.Wu Ziyu didn't want to explain to this little ghost at first, but seeing his bewildered look, he still said: "The underworld and hell are closely related to these Buddhist and Taoist religions. We decent government ghosts don't need to be afraid of these things."

Luo Yuhuan immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Ziyu, for your reminder."

I just can't stand your stupidity, how can I mention you.Wu Ziyu thought, the smile on his face remained unchanged.The little monk's soul had just left his body, and he was standing by the side looking at the scene in the hall. When he saw the black and white impermanence, he came over.

"Can you two avenge me?"

The author has something to say: Wang Dian sometimes refers to the palace, and sometimes refers to the honorific name.

A person becomes a soul just after death, and it is the soul that is brought to the underworld by black and white impermanence.Both soul and soul can be called ghosts.Here is a distinction.

White impermanence absorbs yin soul and disperses yang soul; black impermanence absorbs yang soul and disperses yin soul.Men are yin and yang, and women are yang and yin.