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The two brought Jing Shanwei to an underground port and watched him walk in.Liu Bai took out his jade wat, looked at it twice, and said, "It's almost there, and the escort officials will come later. I'll just type out a ultimatum."

He led Zhang Deng out of the door, said a few words to the man in black behind the door, and took a piece of paper from him.It is written in black and white on a white background, very modern, which makes Zhang Deng play a little bit.

Zhang Deng leaned over to take a look, but couldn't understand it at all. The handwriting on it was indeed in Chinese, horizontal and vertical, but he couldn't read a single word.

"Ghost drawing talisman." Liu Bai said to him, "This is the common language of the underworld, and it is also the Chinese language of the underworld. New ghosts will be a little unskilled, just practice more, just like dialects. If it doesn't work, there are also specialized counseling institutions. But you don’t need to go for training right now, most civil servants can speak Mandarin.”

Zhang Deng hugged the stick, Nuonuo nodded, and took the piece of paper Liu Bai handed to him.

"There will be an official car coming over in a while. You take the ultimatum and papers and go to the underworld. If it's too late, you can just stay overnight. I have something urgent tonight, so I must hurry there tomorrow morning." Liu Bai raised his hand , and put it down embarrassingly.

He wanted to pat Zhang Deng on the shoulder, but he backed away when he was about to pat him.

Zhang Deng saw it, so he put his arms around Liu Bai's shoulder pretending to be affectionate: "Okay, master, then I will wait here, you can go to work."

Liu Bai felt his breath, and his shoulders stiffened.

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Zhang Deng originally thought that the local institution would be a very old place like the Town God's Temple, but he didn't expect it to be considered remote, but usually no one would go there.

A relatively broad building group, which built a small station and office buildings.It looks like nothing during the day, but it becomes lively at night and dusk.

Zhang Deng walked to the office and gave the ultimatum to the customs officer, who let him into the station.

This is a large waiting station, the waiting room is about a thousand square meters, and there are at least ten people scattered around.

Zhang Deng found a place to sit down.He looked around for a while, and felt that the offices of the Underworld Division were no different from modern government agencies, and many places were simpler than modern ones.

The interior decoration is also as simple as possible, and the walls are posted with "Serenity", "Knowing the weather", and "Clean".

There are also some incomprehensible sentences, which belong to the same language family as the ones on the paper.

"Are you going to the underworld too?"

Suddenly, the person next to him asked.

Zhang Deng suddenly turned around and found that there was a person sitting beside him at some point.This is a woman who doesn't look more than 20 years old. Her long hair is tied behind her head, and her bangs are parted in two on the left side of her face, covering half of her right eye.

It wasn't pretty at first glance, so she smiled at Zhang Deng, but it was a sophisticated and familiar smile.

"Are you new? Going to report to work?" She asked again.

Zhang Deng thought he might have been accosted by the senior, and nodded respectfully.

"Hey...you are Hei Wuchang? Fan Wujiu doesn't seem to have mentioned that there is a newcomer." The woman scratched her bangs.

"Well... I'm a temporary worker at King Xue's side. I work with Liu Bai. I made some mistakes before, but now I'm making up for it with my work."

Zhang Deng was a little embarrassed, so he had to say something briefly.

The woman had a pair of slightly slender cat eyes, and she raised her eyes at this moment: "I see. It must be because I haven't gone outside. How about this, I am free tonight, you walk with me, I will take you to get acquainted working environment?"

How can there be old employees who just drag newcomers around?Isn't this one too free-spirited?Zhang Deng couldn't help being surprised and dared not answer him.

"Aren't you curious about your past life? Don't you want to see who your lover is in this life? Don't you wonder what kind of person you will become in the future?"

The woman squinted her eyes and smiled triumphantly, as if she was abducting a little boy.

"um, I……"

"Forget it, I still want to show you the famous 'Two Ghosts Stepping on the Yin' battlefield thousands of years ago in the underworld. Those are two great figures, the green ghost and the white ghost thousands of years ago."

Thousands of years ago?battlefield?

Does such an ancient place still exist?

Zhang Deng suddenly became interested: "Okay, okay, I'll go. But can you let me report it? It's okay to tell me your position."

Seeing that he was so cautious, the woman couldn't help laughing.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not a suspicious person. I showed you the way before, but you probably forgot... in front of the ticket booth."

Having said that, Zhang Deng suddenly remembered.

When he was sleepwalking, he did come to such a ticket office.But isn't that a dream?

"Recently, I found a few newcomers to serve as substitutes. I have a lot of free time." The woman lit a cigarette and crossed her legs. "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I just ran around. I will retire soon."

"Is there any retirement in the underworld?" Zhang Deng asked curiously.

The woman flicked the cigarette ash, and drove away the little ghosts who came over: "Of course. The Secretary of the Underworld may not necessarily detain the officials for a lifetime, and everyone is not a person who has committed a heinous crime. Generally, after retirement, you can reincarnate or pass away. It depends on yourself. intention."

Looking at the seemingly young woman, Zhang Deng couldn't help but ask, "Then what are your plans after retirement? Are you reincarnated?"

The woman looked back at him, and suddenly smiled "puchi".

"Me? Reincarnation?" She seemed to have heard something unbelievable, "Forget it. Reincarnation is exhausting. I don't want to experience any of the pains of life, old age, sickness and death. Besides, I'm not a ghost, so I can't reincarnate." fetal."

Zhang Deng always felt that she was teasing him.

"Then you are...?"

"How should I put it, I am not a human, nor a god, nor a ghost. If I want to say what I look like, I should be like Asura. Asura, do you know what it is?"

The last time Zhang Deng saw this word was in Lu Tao's "Eternal Night".The protagonist's name is Asura, which was given to the protagonist by an old lady.

"It's really nostalgic... Ah, my name is not Asura. Do you know the Asura Way? Like the human way, it is one of the six samsaras. Male Asuras have terrifying faces and strong strength, while women are gorgeous and can sing She is good at dancing and has a long lifespan, which is quite powerful." The woman pointed her chin with her finger, as if recalling something.

At this time, the sound of a train came from outside, and after a while, a red leather train came into the station.

Zhang Deng got up and was about to walk to the car.

But the woman pulled him back suddenly: "Hey, what are you doing? We are not taking this car."

Zhang Deng stopped in doubt, turned around and asked, "Aren't there only one-way cars here? If this car doesn't go to Mingsi, where should it go?"

The woman picked up the cigarette in her hand, and pointed to the huge four words on the car: "I see clearly, it's in English. Can you read it?"

"True Heaven...True Heaven?"

"Yes. You don't think all the ghosts go back to the same place, do you?" The woman raised a finger after seeing his reaction, "It seems that the newcomer is not familiar with some of the situation below. Anyway, this journey It’s also boring, I’ll tell you slowly.”

"First and foremost: Not everyone will go to the same world after death." The woman smiled and looked at Zhang Deng in amazement, "This is not a dream."

"If you want to explain it in a more modern way, it is that there are more than one reincarnation systems in this world. By coincidence, some people will be randomly arranged in other spaces because of their beliefs and influences during their lifetime. These reincarnation mechanisms are composed of different beliefs and religions."

"...system?" Zhang Deng followed suit.

"This is not a systematic text. Rather, there is indeed an effective mechanism in charge of the earth's material spirit, and it is constantly changing and upgrading. Improvements are made based on different similar mechanisms." The woman sighed helplessly, "Sorry, it sounds like Too secondary, but I can't find a better word."

The train left the platform with a few people, and the two waited for a while before a giant horse pulled a carriage into the platform.

"... Oh shit, are you engaging in formalism again?" The woman couldn't help but get interested when she saw the "horse", and ran over to examine it carefully.

It turned out it wasn't a horse.Although he has the body of a horse, he has a human-like face, tiger stripes on his body, and a pair of huge blue wings on his back.

"What's the matter? Why did you send the recruiter here to pull the cart?" The woman said to herself, and said to the person at the front of the car, "Is there any activity below?"

The conductor raised his hat and said, "Yes, it seems that a new district is being planned recently, and the higher-ups are coming to inspect it, so let's start with the city's appearance, and the traffic is no exception."

"New district? Isn't the City of Death not big enough?" The woman got on the train with Zhang Deng, and sat next to the conductor.

"You don't know yet, it's enough now, but..." the conductor gave her a wink in the middle of speaking.The woman immediately responded and nodded.

Zhang Deng didn't know what the conductor meant, so he had to look at the strange spirits sitting behind him.

"Don't look at them. No matter how much you look at them, you won't be able to see clearly. I can describe it to you, do you want to hear it?"

Zhang Deng rubbed his eyes strangely, but he couldn't see clearly no matter how he looked.

The woman patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, because of mana and physical limitations, you can't see their real bodies. Just like the words on Black and White Wuchang's head, it is impossible for everyone to be exactly the same."

It didn't take long for the two to arrive. It didn't take long for the two to arrive in the underworld.

Different from the last time, this time it came from the ground, the real estate on the ground floor was in a mess, after the recruiter put down a few people, he couldn't wait to spread his wings and fly away from here.

As soon as she went out, the woman stood on a high place and pointed to the vast crowd of beginners in the distance and said: "Look, the team that entered the customs today is there."

Zhang Deng poked his head out, and saw ghosts like ants in the distance.He was taken aback: "Are there so many people every day?"

The woman tugged on his clothes and motioned him to go together.

"Every day. Thousands of people enter the customs every day, and there are also people who leave the customs, but they are far less than the number of people who enter the customs." The woman answered him, "Hurry up and hand in the paperwork. We still have several There is a place to visit. It is not yet dawn, and the city is the busiest. When it is dawn, the traffic will stop."

Zhang Deng agreed, and quickly took the elevator upstairs to hand in the materials.

After more than ten minutes, he came down from upstairs.It's strange that the originally noisy Tenth Hall was shrouded in a high-pressure atmosphere for some reason, and everyone had a heavy look of "don't pay attention to me".

what happened?Zhang Deng was curious.

Seeing that he finished his work, the woman stretched her waist: "Okay, where shall we go first? The battlefield or the Sansheng Stone? Or is there any place you want to go?"

Zhang Deng thought for a while and asked, "Then go to the place where Sanshengshi is. By the way, what did you do at the place where you worked before?"

The woman walked with him, touched her pocket again, and took out a cigarette: "I'm sorry I'm a bit heavy on cigarettes. The window at work before was to guide the lost. You know, there are many unlucky people who are not careful every day. The souls are out of the body, and I need to guide them back."

"Then is there any meaning to what you said to me before?"

The woman was a little surprised: "Isn't this nonsense? Of course there is. But it involves old accounts from previous lives, so it's not convenient for me to tell you. How about this, you go to the Sansheng Stone to see for yourself."

Zhang Deng was naturally willing, so he happily followed the woman onto the bus.

However, to his surprise, he didn't even have the chance to approach the Sansheng Stone.

"Let's line up and get a number plate! Don't squeeze those behind!!"

A horse face separated the noisy dead ghosts, forcing out several rows.

The woman stood on a high platform on one side, and looked at it for a while.Then he spread his hands helplessly: "Forget it, there is a 2000-meter-long queue in front of you. Ma Mian, how long has this number been called?"

Ma Mian stood in the group of ghosts, and the signs in his hand were squeezed out: "Now it's 40 seven! Do you still want to get it? Now there are automatic number calling machines, and in 510 years they will send text messages to let you know." You are here."

20 years? !Zhang Deng was dumbfounded, and quickly jumped onto the high platform and said to the woman, "Forget it, I won't watch it. Is there any other scenic spots that are less crowded? You can see as much as you can while it's dawn."

The woman flicked the ash to the feet of a dead ghost passing by, rubbed her head for a while, then suddenly slapped her thigh.

"Yes, the Famous Object Depository Museum!"