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The gray-toned space is empty and empty. There are mountains nearby and mountains in the distance. The clouds and mist are so confusing that people can't see the road under their feet. A narrow bridge can be vaguely seen between the two highest peaks. The bridge is very long. , as if there is no end to it.

Standing on the bridge and looking down, there is a bottomless darkness below, and some mournful or unwilling wailing can be vaguely heard, which will soon be extinguished by the occasional whistling wind.

At this time, a white dot and a black dot slowly approached at the end of the bridge, and the two dots were getting closer and closer between the clothes fluttering, and it was clear that the black dot was superimposed on the white dot.

"Um...um..."

A deep murmur came from behind, Xie Bi'an paused his steps and let go of Fan Wujiu who was behind him. Fan Wujiu staggered, his eyes were bewildered, he was hiccupping, and he was in a trance Suddenly, he almost stumbled and fell off the bridge.

"Don't pretend, the door is just ahead, why don't you walk well?"

Hearing this, Fan Wujiu stood up straight, somersaulted in front of Xie Bian, and said angrily: "Go!"

The loud voice echoed among the empty hills, and the drunken state just now was not seen at all.

The two continued on their way, and an iron gate appeared in the field of vision, with two gatekeepers standing on both sides of the gate.

"Hey! With the smell of alcohol, the two of you are probably going to the wine shop for official business." Niu Tou saw Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, and the two ghosts still smelled of alcohol, so they knew that they were destined. It was AWOL again.

"Hey, Bang, you are only allowed to bring wine to you two, and Lao Bai and I are not allowed to have fun?"

At this time, a little ghost messenger rushed forward, with an anxious expression on his face, and said: "Seventh Master, Eighth Master, you are here, Mr. Cui Fu is looking for you everywhere!"

Hearing this, Fan Wujiu, who originally wanted to chat with the bull head and horse face, panicked, "It's over, could it be that Cui Jue found out? Lao Bai, do you think Cui Jue will demote both of us?"

"It's hard to say."

Fan Wujiu was so full of demotions that he didn't think much of it. He walked forward quickly, but Xie Bi'an grabbed him and motioned him to stay calm.

"Abang, what's the matter? Why is Mr. Cui Fu so anxious to find us?" Xie Bi'an turned to look at the bull's head and the horse's face.

It stands to reason that this is not the first time they have left their posts without permission, and Cui Jue has never been so anxious before.

"Mr. Cui Fu ordered you two to investigate the whereabouts of the souls of the dead. It is a trivial matter, but now even the souls with unexpired lifespans have disappeared. If this momentum continues, the life and death books in Gusu will be in chaos. " Niutou frowned, there are fewer and fewer little ghosts coming in and out these days, and if this continues, there will be big troubles.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and find Cui Jue." Fan Wujiu broke away from Xie Bian's hand and ran forward. Xie Bi'an also followed behind Fan Wujiu, and disappeared in two or three strokes.

The two ghosts took off their masks before reaching the gate of the palace.

It is well known that Xie Bi'an was born handsome.Even the description in the classics is 'tall, thin, and fair face', but if you look closely, how can these six words describe this person's appearance?

The eyebrows are flying into the temples, and the pair of red phoenix eyes are sharp inside and wide outside, which does not look feminine at all, but adds a sense of majesty to him. The high nose bridge not only elevates the three-dimensional sense of the entire facial features, but also makes the lips appear fuller. His face was expressionless but he couldn't take his eyes off him.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the kid at the door couldn't move his eyes from Xie Bi'an's face, Fan Wujiu curled his lips and murmured in his heart: "Isn't it just a good skin, why don't you keep staring at him every time? Look at those eyes almost falling to the ground!"

When the two ghosts entered the main hall, Mr. Cui Fu was buried among a pile of official affairs. The cinnabar pen was dancing quickly, and he finished processing a document in a few strokes. .

"Xie Bi'an, I have met Mr. Cui Fu."

"Fan Wujiu, I have met Lord Cui."

The person who was buried in the desk and writing quickly did not look up, but raised his hand and threw down a pile of documents, one by one neatly stacked.

Fan Wujiu looked up and saw that this height was as high as Xie Bian's.

"Not only did you leave your post without authorization, but you also went to drink... Heh, you dare to come to me before the smell of alcohol is gone..." Cui Fujun's voice came to the ears of the two ghosts, "Since you If you’re so free, why don’t you copy these documents for me.”

The person sitting in the upper position finally stopped writing, stood up, and Shi Shiran walked down, "Remember, copy and search, I want to see what kind of brats are making trouble in Gusu recently!"

The neat long ponytail flicked and flicked, and the light-white fingertips slowly pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose. The black and white two looked up. Cui Fujun was not wearing an official uniform, but ordinary casual clothes in this world , with a white short coat, smoky gray slim-fit jeans, and high-heeled boots on her feet, she doesn't look like a ghost from the underworld, but more like a playful little girl from the neighbor's house.

"I'm going out for a while. If you dare to leave your post again next time, you will be fined to guard the gate with the bull head and horse face."

Fan Wujiu shuddered and scolded himself secretly: "That's Mr. Cui, don't you think you've been deceived by lard, and you think she looks like a playful little girl next door?"

......

On a bright spring day, under the shade of a tree, a group of old men surrounded a young and middle-aged man.Several pairs of eyes were fixed on the chess game on the ground.

Being watched by so many people, the young man was not nervous, and still took a leisurely move to block the middle-aged man's chess path.

After only one step, someone next to him called out softly.

The middle-aged man was not nervous when he saw that his chess move was cut off, so he moved his horse diagonally. In an instant, the cut-off chess move came to life again, and many possibilities emerged on the entire chessboard.

The young man was not in a hurry, and even reached out and took the initiative to move the cannon to the side of the horse.

The old men next to him were all scared by this move, wishing to squeeze the young man to the side and let themselves replace him.

Yin Wuhuo scratched the back of his head, which was about to be stared at by these old men, and smacked his lips indifferently.

Since he was a child, he has played tricks with the old men around his family. When he was a teenager and had no money to spend, he studied the old chess records for a long time, just to earn money from these chess players.It's not that he is very good, it's just that he memorizes some tricky chess games by heart.No matter how bad it is, there is a thousand baskets beside him, and ghosts covering their eyes can be regarded as punishment for these liars.

Sure enough, after the middle-aged man ate the cannon very proudly, the two sides made a few more moves, and the chess situation gradually became clear.

The middle-aged man spent more and more time thinking, and his actions became more and more hesitant and dawdling. It was obvious that all the ways to deceive people had been used up, and they were at the end of their wits.

Yin Wuhuo didn't urge him, but the old god was waiting for the opponent to play chess, step by step, gradually driving the opponent to a dead end.

As the chess game came to an end, the middle-aged man became more and more anxious, and his actions became more and more hesitant.He knew that this was the last step.After this step, it's time to draw!Although he is not considered a loser in this way, he will not be able to continue to make money in this area in the future.

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, the middle-aged man glanced at him and wanted to show his accomplice what to do, but he couldn't find anyone, so he couldn't help but feel more anxious.

Yin Wuhuo pursed his lips and looked at the middle-aged man slyly.His accomplice was blinded by Qianluo's ghost, and now he doesn't know where he went.

Unable to find anyone, the middle-aged man cursed inwardly, and lowered his head to observe again.I found a mistake by mistake, so I became excited immediately, and I was afraid that I would make a mistake again, rubbed my eyes to confirm again and again, finally smiled, stretched out my hand and made the last move, and looked up proudly. Yin Wuhuo.

"you lose."

"Really?" Yin Wuhuo raised his eyes and laughed strangely.

"This move is obviously going to be a tie, why did this person make this move." The old men on the side murmured softly.

The man was startled, and quickly said: "What are you talking about, it's obviously me...lost, lost?"

The current chess game changed, Yin Wuhuo made the last move, and said: "I would like to bet and admit defeat, just give me the money."

The man didn't want to give money at all, but there are so many people here and he can't afford it. His eyes flicked around in a circle, and he suddenly cried out in surprise: "The city management is here, the city management is here!"

With this howl, the peddlers next to him were thrown into a panic, putting down what they were doing and pushing the stalls to run fast. Seeing the chaos in the scene, the middle-aged man stretched out his hands, grabbed the chess pieces and the paper chessboard and ran hunched over. Quickly, it disappeared without a trace.

Yin Wuhuo originally thought that the grandson was lying, but he never thought that the city management was really here, and his face changed immediately. He was jumping around for a while, packed up his things and ran away with a thousand baskets, so he didn't care Looking for money from that person?

"Bah! It's unlucky. After working for a long time, I couldn't get the money, and let the grandson run away." Spat on the bicycle, Yin Wuhuo complained angrily.

The little girl beside her suddenly raised her head, holding a green banknote in her hand, "Is this what you mean?"

Yin Wuhuo's eyes went straight when he saw the green thing, and after snatching it, he rubbed his hand, "That's it, little girl! That guy's wrong move just now was also your masterpiece, right? "

The corners of Yin Wuhuo's mouth couldn't stop turning up while holding the lost and recovered money, and violently tore the little Lolita's hair.

"I have a name! Don't call me a little girl, it's called Ding Xiang." Ding Xiang lowered her body to escape Yin Wuhuo's clutches, and straightened her messed up hair. "So, can you help me find someone now?"