Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

There are all kinds of living beings in the underworld.

I just don't know what happened, it's all foreign ghosts with blond hair and blue eyes.

Those who read books while floating, singing loudly, lamenting the long years, dangling around and then drawing guns and shooting each other without saying a word...

A good underworld, like a vegetable market.

Yu Chengshang quietly pinched his thigh, suppressed the little excitement in his heart, and asked seriously: "Mr. Judge, this...foreign ghosts are also under the care of our flower planter?"

The judge frowned and said coldly, "Presumptuous!"

Yu Chengshang was startled, and he was relieved to find that the judge was not reprimanding him, but the beings in front of him...the ghosts.Glancing at the reprimanded ghosts again, it was confirmed that they were all foreign ghosts, half of the Chinese ghosts were gone, and the other half was relieved.

God is like a prison.

The whole place fell into silence.

Yu Chengshang suddenly found that, except for him and the judge, all the ghosts knelt on the ground as if they were being suppressed by something, throwing themselves to the ground.

The judge looked around.

"Three breaths, those who do not leave Youdu will enter the wok soup prison."

The invisible power spread out, and the ghosts turned pale and scrambled away in surprise, leaving a mess everywhere.

Outside the gate of Youdu, because the Yellow Spring blocked the way, they couldn't leave the underworld, so they squatted at the door and whispered.

"God, who is that?! It's terrible, I feel terrified! Just now I seem to see a mushroom egg that is about to explode! Is he a mushroom egg? Mushroom eggs can also become ghosts?!"

"The flower grower called him 'Mr. Judge'? What is Mr. Judge?"

"My God—you said he was a judge?! My second son-in-law from a florist once told me that the judge is the secretary of state from the florist's hell!"

"The hell of the flower growers? God, isn't this the branch of the underworld flower planter?!"

"The secretary of state of the flower planter?! He doesn't seem to be speaking English, why can I understand it?"

"I can understand it too, as if the meaning is directly engraved in my mind. God, with such a magical ability, can't he be proficient in eight foreign languages!"

"My dear ones, we should first tell Lord Pluto about the judge's appearance. Maybe we will be rewarded!"

"Really?! Oh...I'm sorry, I can't do it. He's so powerful, I'm freaked out. Look, my legs are limp, like two sticks of boiled spaghetti, I can't move at all!"

"Yes, yes... I swear to God, Lord Pluto is not as scary as he is!"

The judge's chilly voice came from afar: "Don't leave? That's fine. Don't leave when you come, the underworld has been messed up by you. Go back to work!"

The foreign ghosts ran back dragging two spaghetti legs.

Jiang Xingxiu thought he was in a good mood, but what he didn't know was that when he looked at Yu Chengshang, there was still a spark of anger overflowing with strength in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Prime Minister Yu, I've lost my composure." The judge pinched the bridge of his nose, "I just know that I've only been taking a nap for hundreds of years, but Youdu is occupied by daring brats."

Yu Cheng is not yet a practitioner, but he is in a high position and can get in touch with some secrets.He tentatively asked: "I heard rumors outside that the gods of the flower growers have long since disappeared..."

It is indeed dissipated.

Jiang Xingxiu has learned about the nature of this plane through the system.Because of a certain catastrophe, the gods and Buddhas dissipated, and all the ghosts showed their power.

However, the truth is not suitable for telling flower growers for the time being.

The judge said righteously: "Nonsense!"

"200 years ago, Haotian Jinque, the Supreme Supreme Being, was naturally miraculous, and the True Jade Emperor held the Haotian Mirror to divide the three realms, returning the power of changing seasons, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, etc. to nature, and led the immortals to live in chaos. "

"Then you..."

"I have the great love of Lord Yan, who controls life and death, and judges yin and yang. Gods and Buddhas can go, but reincarnation needs someone to take care of it. Therefore, I stay here to protect the order of the underworld."

"But before..."

"Before the immortals settled down in Chaos, I went to eat two housewarming banquets, and I will return in the near future."

Yu Chengshang: "..." All right, you gods have been drinking for hundreds of years.

Tucao return to Tucao, he still breathed a sigh of relief in the bottom of his heart.

He and Xie Congrong are enemies.But the open and secret struggle between them will always be under the interests of the florists.Xie Congrong called him to be responsible for this matter, apparently to deceive him, but secretly hoped that he would figure out how much influence the gods and Buddhas would have on the human world.

Think about the ten days in the legend that the ground was dry and cracked, the sea was dried up, and the people in the world were in dire straits just because of playing.

There is no need for Xie Congrong to say clearly, the one who knows oneself best is always the enemy.Yu Chengshang knew that it was one thing to cooperate with the so-called gods, but another thing to let the gods override people.

Not to mention his big face, gods can transmit voices thousands of miles away, their phones can do it, gods can fly to the sky and escape from the ground, their airplanes and subways can do it, gods can call wind and rain, and they can use chemical reactions to artificially rain, the same can be done.

What the gods can do, their mortal bodies can also do.It may be far behind now, but if you keep working hard, you will catch up and even surpass it one day.

——There has never been any savior, nor does it depend on a fairy emperor.It is up to us to create human happiness.

Jiang Xingxiu: "I went to Yangjian to discuss cooperation with you."

"Cooperation?"

Yu Chengshang's heart beat faster.

He was more frightened than happy.

There is a question that he has been ignoring all the time, gods and Buddhas...can read minds?

Until the end of the trip to the underworld, Yu Chengshang didn't ask about it.

Some things are just fine.

The chief saw Yu Chengshang excitedly hugging the small sand bucket, and he seemed unwilling to let go with the child hugging the roast chicken.

"Old man?"

Could it be the elixir in the bucket?

Yu Chengshang carefully put down the bucket, and greeted loudly: "Thank you, come quickly, we also have an 'artifact'!"

The chief walked over quickly and saw the hustle and bustle of sand.

"It's called red sand. You must have never seen it before. A single grain of sand can turn red for thousands of miles!"

The chief looked moved, and reached out to grab it.

Yu Chengshang patted that hand back.

"What's the hurry, what's the hurry, didn't you find the gloves I'm wearing? They weren't made from before, they were given to me by Mr. Judge. You need to use them to get the red sand, otherwise you will be burned before the red land is thousands of miles away. "

Chief: "Old Yu, have you tried its power?"

Yu Chengshang rolled his eyes: "Nonsense. I purposely found a sea area where no one is around. Hey, if you throw one grain into it, it will smoke for thousands of miles, and it will burn dry in a while."

The chief said in a hoarse voice: "It is our trump card. It was put into Area A, but it was not approved. It was used as red sand without permission, and it was dealt with as treason. A scientific research team will be arranged later to start research."

Yu Chengshang hung the gloves on the bucket ears.

Soon, a company of soldiers came over and carefully escorted Chisha away.

Yu Chengshang: "Okay, our beloved chief, it's time for you to represent the flower growers and promise the price."

Although the other party said that it was a free gift, and the cooperation to be discussed had nothing to do with Chisha, did they have the nerve to take it for nothing?

The chief thought to himself, as long as it wasn't too much, he would try his best to agree to what the judge said.

After all, he still wants to maintain a long-term cooperative relationship with the judge.

Through the transparent glass, you will see the judge and the chief sitting face to face, talking in a harmonious atmosphere.

"Before talking about cooperation, I want to say two things to Chief Xie."

"Please speak."

"Before I came, I met a few students asking for a pen fairy."

"..."

Alas, it was teenagers who died again.

Two days ago, there was a college student who thought he was a superman and couldn't die, so he went to play extreme sports. As a result... well, when his family came to collect the body, he fainted three times from crying.

Can't you save snacks for the country?

The chief continued to listen tiredly.

"I rescued them, and found out that Bixian is a ghost from Kimchi Country. It is illegal to enter the country. I sent it here for you to register and arrange to be deported back to the country."

Jiang Xingxiu pushed over a lucky cat piggy bank, "I put the pen fairy in it, take it to the land of Kimchi Country, and just pick it up and break it."

The chief looked down at the Lucky Cat piggy bank, and the Lucky Cat stared at him with a strange light in its eyes.

The leader of the Long team received an urgent task to escort the piggy bank of the pen fairy to the country of kimchi.

The team members picked their ears, "Boss, you just said, who are we going to give it to?"

"The chief said...cough cough." The leader of the dragon team looked upright, "deliver it to the prime minister of the kimchi country, and he must sign for it in person."

The author has something to say: There has never been a savior, and there is no god emperor.It is up to us to create human happiness.

—— "The Internationale"