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Huang Yunfei died.

His head was blown off, and he died together with Wang Tianshi, completely dead.

Zhou You cried bitterly, Zhang Deng was in a mess.

Huang Yunfei traveled all over the world, took Zhou You to read many anecdotes, taught her Taoism, and also taught her a lot of principles of life. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a father.

Now he died for no reason?

Zhang Deng's hands and feet were cold, and his limbs were swollen.

Just because he wanted to help him, Huang Yunfei died?

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"Tit for tat, you two owe each other nothing."

After Zhou You finished crying, she calmed down, changed back to her original size and fell to the ground.

"Master told me to be mentally prepared, and also told me not to blame you. It's because his life is not hard enough, it's not your fault." She wiped off the messy makeup on her face, and threw the small bowl containing Wei Wen's soul to Zhang Deng. .

"I failed to protect myself and hurt him. You can do it yourself," Zhou You walked away without looking back, "I never want to see you again."

Li Li glanced at Zhang Deng complicatedly, hesitated to speak, contradicted for a few seconds, and stamped his feet to chase Zhou You.

Holding a small bowl, Zhang Deng stood on the street before dawn, feeling a sense of gloom.He definitely couldn't sleep tonight, so Zhang Deng hailed a taxi, and was going to take a car to the office of the underworld to escort Wei Wen to register and receive the ultimatum.

After waiting for 10 minutes, the order was displayed on the mobile phone, and a red Honda was approaching.He stood at the crossroads. Only a few cars passed by at this point. It seemed that after the war, the lonely family was particularly bleak.

Zhang Deng only felt that his hands and feet were so cold that they were separated, and the car in the distance drove up to him.

He opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.It was the warm air in the car that made him feel his limbs gradually return to his body.

Although he is not sleepy at all, Zhang Deng still plans to take a nap in order to work smoothly.He wrapped his coat, fastened his safety belt, and closed his eyes.

"Little boy, don't go to sleep." The driver knocked on the isolated plastic cover and made a "popping" sound.

Zhang Deng suddenly opened his eyes.He is familiar with this voice, remember it is...

The woman Ming Si met was wearing a long dark red uniform and white gloves, and while driving, she gave Zhang Deng a look.

Zhang Deng was taken aback and said, "Why are you here?"

The woman opened the small window on the plastic cover and handed him an e-cigarette: "Five puffs, you can be a little refreshed."

Zhang Deng obediently took the little red stick, put it to his mouth and sucked it.

"Go to the underworld?" The woman asked without answering.

"Yes."

"Are you on business? You got off this shift late enough today." The woman said again.

"Yes."

Seeing that he had nothing to say, the woman had no choice but to speak by herself.

"I drive for extra money. Anyway, I don't need to rest, and I earn some travel expenses, so I don't have to look at people when I go to other places."

Zhang Deng felt strange: "Do the retirees of Ming Division have no pension? You still want to come out to earn money?"

"Yes. There are a lot of them. It's not a problem to buy a few houses." The woman said, "But this money can only be used below. I have to find some gold."

Zhang Deng was surprised again: "Gold? What do you want gold for? It's heavy and impractical."

The woman smiled: "You don't have to worry about it. Rare metals are valuable everywhere, just like how fine the piece on your neck is."

Zhang Deng suddenly became nervous and grabbed his own necklace.

"Don't worry, I don't want your necklace." The woman waved her hand helplessly, "Your thing is bound to you, and it will return to you like a puppy after you take it away. I don't want it." .”

This is a bit interesting to say, Zhang Deng took a few glances at He Jing who was slightly heating up.In the cold night, How Jing's temperature was actually hotter than his body surface temperature.

"Actually, this is the last business I take, and I'm leaving tomorrow," the woman said, "You and I are considered destined, how about this, let me give you some advice?"

Zhang Deng touched the small bowl in his arms and said "hmm".

"I can't save your friends and acquaintances, and I can't meddle in your life," the woman glanced at his hand, "You've got a bully in that jar. You're a brave man, he quarreled with Mr. Wenchang Xing, and he's doing well It must be very bad, right?"

Zhang Deng nodded.

"How to say, I still want to remind you of an old saying. 'Death is not the end, but a beginning'."

The woman sighed, took her hands off the steering wheel, opened the window a little, and prepared to light a cigarette.

Zhang Deng's eyes were straightened.

"You...you..." He couldn't speak clearly.

"What are you, you are making a fuss like a ghost?" The woman snorted, "Do you have a lighter?"

Zhang Deng nodded like a pounding garlic, and immediately delivered it.The woman took the black lighter and threw him a red Zippo.

"I'm out of gas, here you are." She lit a cigarette and put away Zhang Deng's lighter.

"Death is a beginning. This beginning may or may not be related to your life. It is Schrödinger's cat. Before that time, you will not know the true face of Mount Lu."

Zhang Deng was confused when he heard this, and said: "Isn't it just that after death, you will be reincarnated after being judged by the underworld, you know, you know."

The woman shook her head and spit out the smoke from her mouth.

"No. In fact, there are also many people who just disappear in smoke after death, and the three souls and seven souls will not stay behind."

Zhang Deng was taken aback: "Fuck, you're serious, don't scare me, aren't you all ready to move on to the next life?"

The woman said: "No, there is life and there is death, and there is life and death. Every year, new souls are born from chaos, just like aluminum cans are produced in factories every day. What are you afraid of? There is self-awareness, and you can’t feel it.”

Zhang Deng swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Are you scared?" The woman couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that there will be no ashes after death?"

Zhang Deng asked her back: "Otherwise? What the ghosts and gods said at the beginning, is that human beings are afraid of returning to nothing after death?"

The woman sneered.

"I think it will take another thousand years for you to see through everything. 'Everything that has action is like a dream or bubble, like dew or electricity, and it should be viewed like this'. Think about it, time can erase all the most important memories of you, So what else can't be given up?"

Zhang Deng was stunned for a while, and wanted to refute but found that he couldn't speak.

"Is life so hopeless?" he said.

The woman flicked the ash out of the car window, her expression serious.

"Of course not," she said.

"The outlook on death is just the outlook on death, and the outlook on life has another interpretation." The woman turned her head and said seriously to Zhang Deng, without looking at the steering wheel, no matter whether the car was still driving on the city highway, "Because we don't know when we will Disappear, so before that, don't leave any regrets. There is a difference between "can let go" and "willing to let go". Just because the good things will pass away, shouldn't you pay more attention to every second when it comes? "

Zhang Deng: "I don't understand."

The woman fell to the ground.

She straightened her hair and continued: "To put it simply, you have a date. The other party has a person who must get married and promises to stay with you for another three months. You like him very much. What are you going to do?" ?”

Zhang Deng thought for a while, and asked after a while: "Do you have to break up?"

Woman: "We must break up."

Zhang Deng: "Do you have to get married?"

Woman: "We must get married."

Zhang Deng: "Can't kill people?"

Woman: "Hi!"

Zhang Deng: "I understand well."

Woman: "Then what are you going to do?"

Zhang Deng thought for a while.

"How?" the woman asked him.

Zhang Deng replied confidently: "Of course, I will go through all the PLAYs I want to play with him and then break up peacefully!"

The woman fell down.

However, the space in the car was narrow, and she sat back to her original position within a second after falling down.

"It's true that the dead are going to be pissed off by you," the woman lit another cigarette, "be more serious."

Zhang Deng replied: "I am very serious. Playing PLAY is also a kind of not leaving regrets."

The woman had a headache: "Just do it well, you are amazing. If you are not a warrior who decides...your own destiny, I won't bother to explain this to you."

Zhang Deng: "Oh."

Women are really tired.She glanced at the navigation, and said to Zhang Deng: "I don't know how much you have listened to. The destination is coming soon, you should be ready."

Zhang Deng: "Oh."

At this time, the sadness of the death of an acquaintance emerged again.Zhang Deng touched the small bowl, lowered his eyebrows, and sighed.

Wei Wen in the small bowl also sighed.

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Life is so impermanent.

Who knows where it will go next?Even the eight-character fate is unclear.There are criss-crossing roads in front of everyone. These roads are predetermined at birth, but pedestrians need to walk on their own.In the end, no one knows which direction it will go.

Don't trust destiny too much.Don't trust yourself too much.

Don't trust luck too much.Don't put too much faith in schemes.

Don't take the words too seriously.

There are always three points of conviction, three points of doubt, three points of denial, and one point of indifference.

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I thought that the job could be done smoothly, but at the moment when I saw the staff, Zhang Deng was detained by several bull-headed horse faces.

He was baffled and asked what they were doing, but no one answered him.

After another burst of busyness, Zhang Deng put a wooden shackle around his neck.He was a little frustrated, and asked twenty or thirty times, but still no one answered him.

A few errands tremblingly shoved him towards the underworld as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Zhang Deng didn't understand.I just felt that what happened next was definitely not a good thing.He swallowed.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Zhang Deng held a small bowl in his hand and shackles on his shoulders, and was escorted to the Great Hall of the Underworld.

He squeezed the side of the bowl tightly and looked up at the kings above.

"Sinner Zhang Deng, do you know what you did wrong?" A king of Hades whom Zhang Deng didn't recognize slapped the paperweight, causing everyone in the hall to take half a step back.

Zhang Deng saw that King Xue was also there, but he was a little foolish, drinking tea with his legs crossed.

"My lord, please give me instructions." Zhang Deng followed the other party's words.

"Bold! You don't kneel down when you see the King of Hades!" An old man dressed in ancient clothes next to him shouted loudly.

"Hey, forget it. He is a modern person, so it's okay if he doesn't follow that way." Sitting in the middle, King Jiang stroked his beard and said to several other colleagues, "Well, everyone, it's been more than a hundred years. After taking over such a big case, everyone cheers up and solves it as soon as possible, so we can go back and rest."

A young judge below raised his hand: "Okay!"

Everyone cast their eyes on him, and he put his hand down embarrassingly.

Sitting in the second place, King Li stared his eyes, and said sharply to Zhang Deng who was standing below: "Ranger, you broke into the important place of Tianfu privately, injured public officials, and also implicated many souls. What is the crime for the death of a high-ranking clergyman?"

Zhang Deng was dumbfounded, what was he talking about? ?

Breaking into the land of heaven?

Injure a public official?

Hurt the innocent?

...resulting in the death of a high-ranking clergyman? ?

Wang Tianshi is a high-ranking priest? !