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I don't know what trick Rakshasa and Bai Wuchang used. On Fengdu Road, which is [-] miles away, the three of them ride the wind on the soles of their feet, hide from the air, pass by a group of dead ghosts, and shuttle through the dense fog.

"Oh, I forgot a little bit."

Luo Sha turned around and pinched a tactic on Zhang Deng's body: "The yin energy is too heavy below, and the living soul will be hurt. I will add some protective measures for you."

Zhang Deng only felt that the cold was threatening. After this trick, he didn't know if it was a psychological comfort. He always felt that his body was gradually warming up.

"To be precise, it's not really going down. It's just that the depths of Fengdu City are full of dead people's breath, and the yang energy in your body is not enough for them to share."

Luo Sha twisted his nose, as if he smelled something unpleasant.

"King Xue wants to interrogate you personally, so you should prepare your speech." Bai Wuchang, who was walking in front of him, said a word calmly.

"Ah Bai, are you hoarse?" Wu Gui suddenly asked strangely, but the other party didn't answer.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Wugui waved his hand "Cut" and turned to talk to Zhang Deng.

"Don't worry, King Xue is a very nice person and won't embarrass you too much. At most, it will be reincarnated a hundred times, but I don't think it will be so troublesome." Wugui told him lightly.

Grandma, a hundred times of reincarnation can only be considered troublesome?Oh my God, holy hell.

He Jing on Zhang Deng's neck has been burning for some reason, and it seems that he also wants to warm him by himself.But after all, the object is small and exquisite, at most it can make his neck feel cool.

After entering the ghost town, Zhang Deng looked down and found that there was no difference between here and above.There are modern and ancient buildings everywhere, which are slightly more ancient than in reality, but there are neon lights and billboards everywhere, and the urban planning is also bluffing, and the districts can be divided as they think.

"Hey, are you interested? Let's go shopping after you return to the west." Wugui joked, and then took him to the central area of ​​Fengdu City.

After entering the city, the air was not as chaotic as outside the city. Zhang Deng felt as if he had entered an air-conditioned room from the scorching sun during the dog days.

It's not that there is a difference in temperature, but that the atmosphere of the air seems to be stretched at once, and it is not so stuffy.

This is also natural, the walls of Fengdu City are thousands of feet high, and there are enchantment blessings on them. Except for public officials, other ghosts and ghosts are not allowed to enter.

There is also Tongtian Pagoda in Fengdu City, which points straight to the sky in a row of extremely high temple buildings, but this day is also gray, as if covered with a lot of smog, infected by reality.

Zhang Deng looked around in a daze, unable to think about anything, so he had to be taken all the way to the tall buildings.

I thought it would fly downwards, but No Return Rakshasa flew straight up the tall building.But it doesn't look like you want to fly to the top floor, that's too high.

This flight actually stopped on a high platform.

The high platform has no fence, and looks more like an extended platform, but it is smaller than the apron. Zhang Deng can't see the function of the high platform, but was brought to the platform by Bai Wuchang and Wugui.

At this time, two masked messengers in black walked out from the small door at the end, and came straight to Wugui and Bai Wuchang.

"Customs Clearance Ultimatum."

These two are dressed in a very modern style, black uniforms, a bit of a mix of Chinese and Western.The hairstyles are very ordinary passers-by hairstyles, and they should also be public officials.

Zhang Deng watched as Bai Wuchang took out a piece of white jade wat from his sleeve and showed something in front of the two of them, so they nodded and made way for Wugui and the others.

Wugui pulled the chain in his hand, and together with Bai Wuchang, led Zhang Deng into the small door.

Zhang Deng saw the darkness inside the small door and the long and narrow passage, but he could only be led by the nose like a blind man groping for an elephant.He could hear his feet on the hollow stone slabs.

Wugui knew that he couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly, so he comforted her and said, "It's better not to see clearly, this is not some kind of blissful paradise, there are things you might be afraid of everywhere."

Even if it is Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, there must be these things everywhere.

It's not that one is from heaven and the other is from hell, but that there are many things in the world that humans cannot understand.Naturally it would fall into one category.

They came to the entrance of the "elevator", and after calling the passenger elevator, the three of them entered a huge "elevator" with black sides that looked like a box, and Wugui turned over the small floor plate hanging on one wall.

"Oh, the boss likes to make this kind of tune of merging Chinese and Western. It can't be done well, it always feels like four different things." Wugui muttered in the "elevator", "Why is it still not moving?"

After speaking, he tugged on the lanyard on one side, but seeing that there seemed to be no response, he yanked hard.

Only from the depths of the stairwell came a long mournful cry.Then, something bumped against the board behind the board: "Don't worry, come—"

The elevator jerked violently, then was "lifted" up, and slowly moved to the lower floor.

wrong.

The elevator does not go down vertically, but moves obliquely downward at a gentle speed.

Zhang Deng had never taken this kind of "elevator" before, so he couldn't help but froze on the spot.He looked at the two people standing next to him, trying to get a hint from their faces.

The two ignored him, but stood upright, as if standing in a very serious occasion.

Seeing his expression, Wu Gui lowered his voice and said to him, "Go down and talk to you."

What kind of confidential matter is this?

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After a while, the three finally got out of the "elevator".

There are quite a lot of staff on this floor, and there are lights around it, which is much brighter than the upper floor.

Wugui's footsteps slowed down due to the flow of people, so he quietly slowed down, stood side by side with Zhang Deng, lowered his head and said to him, "That's Xiangliu."

Um?Zhang Deng felt that he heard a very familiar name.

"Haven't you heard of Xiangliu? Just the one with 'nine male pheasants, minnows here suddenly'?"

Zhang Deng shook his head: "The Book of Songs?"

No return for a while at a loss for words.

"I never imagined that young people today are so poorly educated." He scratched his head, "Xiang Liu is a monster with a snake body and nine human faces, and Ming Si is just an old fairy who has been around for thousands of years. work."

Wugui waved his hand: "But he is too big, and there is no special job for him here, so he was made a floor porter. Usually, he uses the hook under his neck to pick up someone's box and take it to other places. place to go."

The entire Mingsi high-rise building was originally a huge mountain, which was composed of karst caves as a whole, and a biological elevator was introduced on the basis of the hollow interior. It must be said that it is a very interesting design idea, Zhang Deng thought silently.

Zhang Deng couldn't help but look back, but he didn't see any monster with a nine-headed snake body.

The three of them walked another hundred or so steps, and the roof in front of them suddenly lifted into the sky, and the eyes suddenly opened up.This is entering a hall.

Zhang Dengyuan thought he would see overlapping judges looking down at him, but he didn't expect that the hall was also full of wild scenes.

The judges wore a small official hat with the word "judgment" on it, and they were flying up and down in their respective documents, very busy.

These people are pale and have different faces, but without exception they all look tired.

Wugui explained: "The tenth hall is in charge of reincarnation and reincarnation, so it is naturally busier than the upper halls. You see, people are born every day, not only people, but also cats and dogs, birds in the sky and animals on the ground. Insects, these all need to be tried by judges and Hades. Although there are screening criteria now, they can be roughly archived, but the detailed work still requires the staff to do it by themselves, and they are so busy that there is almost no rest time."

Zhang Deng picked up a document from his feet, looked at it twice, and asked suspiciously: "Even if you say so, the time on it is not that you will be reincarnated immediately after death."

Wugui came over to take a look, and said to him: "Yes, after all, the birth rate must be controlled, so not all the dead will be judged immediately after death and go to Naihe Bridge. Most people still have to stay for a while, Waiting for the distribution of the reincarnation quota. Sometimes it takes a long time to wait for a verdict, which depends on the character of the person in life."

Zhang Deng thought of something, and suddenly realized.

"That's why so many people donate money and try to do good deeds! Do they all believe this?"

Wugui nodded: "Yes, most of the so-called faithful men and women you mentioned believe in this set of theories. But unfortunately, this set of theories does not work like this. Different beliefs have different standards for judging people's morality. We There are also judges in different directions. And doing good deeds, if they are done for blessings, often have little effect, because most people have something to ask for, and doing real good deeds requires compassion, which is so big for the family National sacrifices, as small as crying for animals on the side of the road, can be counted.”

Zhang Deng was taken aback when he heard it, and felt that what he said was very reasonable, but also felt that he was talking nonsense.

Then he thought that Wugui was originally a ghost, so it can't be overstated.

Zhang Deng is very clear about what kindness is, but he doesn't want to know it very much.

It is his primitive kindness that has harmed him many times and caused him to be tricked by many people.But once a good person is established, it will take a day or two to change the behavior pattern.

Abandoning one's conscience is like cutting skin and flesh. In the end, people will be numb from the pain, and at the same time, they will not be human.

The three of them passed through several mountains of documents, bypassed several rushing judges, and finally arrived at a relatively open and tall desk.

Wugui took two steps forward respectfully, and said, "King Xue, Zhang Deng has already arrived."

There was no movement behind the mountain of documents on the desk.

Wugui cleared his throat in embarrassment, and said again.

There was still no movement behind.

No return: "King Xue! The hijacking hero is here!!"

Someone behind said: "Hey", and then a mountain of documents collapsed.

Wugui looked at the pile of folders on the ground, rolled his eyes helplessly, and had no choice but to grab a staff member passing by: "Then what, you clean up the files on the floor. That pile is the list of reincarnated people in September this year. , don’t confuse it with the death list, the death list is the red one.”

The staff glanced at the blue and red documents mixed on the ground, and then at the homeless fangs, showing an indescribable expression.

Everyone has experienced sorting out life and death documents, but for some reason, the September reincarnation list and the death list were put together this time. It must be that the underlings of Hades deserted and haven't sorted it out yet.

"Hey, what kind of eyes do you have? There are many more red ones than blue ones. Isn't it easy to organize." Wugui looked at the documents everywhere and opened his eyes and said nonsense, "It will be done soon, registered. Just log into the system."

The man resisted the urge to roll his eyes, lay down on the ground and began to pick up the documents.

Zhang Deng felt sorry for him, so he couldn't help asking: "Do you have an entry system? Why don't you just do a paperless office?"

No return: "It's not that I don't want to. It's that these reincarnation and death matters must have the signature of the person in charge. All dead ghosts must bring a certificate to enter, and they must also bring a permission document when they leave. Let's go. At the beginning, I wanted to go paperless, but in a surprise inspection, I found that many dead ghosts had gone to reincarnate. These reincarnation quotas can't even be chased back. You can't let him be a living person. If you say die, you die."

Zhang Deng thought about it too, nodded, thoughtful.

At this time, someone finally pulled himself out from behind the file.

This person has short, slightly curly silver-gray hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks a bit of foreign origin.Zhang Deng couldn't tell his exact age, he just felt that he was no longer young, but he wasn't that old either.

He yawned at the three of them with a pair of blue and black eyes, and then took a large cup of tea from the person next to him and poured it down.

"Did the water stay overnight..." He muttered, and then squeezed out of the pile of documents, almost bringing down another stack of documents.

"Zhang Deng is here. Well then, I'll spare some time and let's try your hijacking issue." He suddenly changed into an old-fashioned official accent, and Zhang Deng's scalp tingled when he heard it.

"Do you know that what you did this time will involve the lives of more than five hundred people? Do you think saving people must be a good thing?" Xue Wang said.