panguan.

After a day of farm work, I dragged my tired body home.

When he entered the door, Twist Braid was sitting in the hall drinking tea.When I saw him, I got so angry that I rolled up my sleeves and went up to settle accounts with him.

I just approached aggressively, and the braided braid handed me a black envelope.

"What?" I stopped.

"Today's salary." He was expressionless.

I hastily took the envelope and weighed the thickness with my hand, feeling very thick.

The next moment, I was ashamed, and I immediately confessed.

You can offend anything, but you can't offend our parents!

"Ahem, thank you." I was a little embarrassed to be short-handed.

"This is what you deserve."

Of course I knew that I deserved the salary, but the daily prison newspaper stated that the salary was paid monthly.Explain that this is the personal intention of the braid.

"But I haven't heard of daily wages."

Twisted Pigtail was silent, I thought he would stop talking as usual, but I didn't expect him to say, "You have to change your clothes."

I looked at myself—an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, nothing wrong...

In addition to being stained with blood.

"Isn't this kind of situation normal in the underworld?" Unless you take care of it actively, most of the dead souls will remain as they were when they died.

Now Twist Braid really stopped talking, and got up directly to go back to the room.

I took it for granted, and quickly took out the salary in the envelope and counted it excitedly.

The leader is really generous, and my hatred for braids has dropped a little bit.

With salary as motivation, I became more active in farming.

Apart from being extremely boring on weekdays, there is not much harm.After all, physical work is effortless, and occasionally completing tasks ahead of schedule can still steal half a day of leisure.

For example, today, I finished my work and sat on the floor, using my mobile phone to read the daily prison newspaper.

The mirror in the garden of the underworld still made me very curious. I searched it casually, and immediately got the result.

That thing is called the mirror of reality. As the name suggests, it can see your true appearance.

It is a bit like the setting of the demon mirror, but the demon mirror cannot reflect the cycle of life and death, but this mirror of reality can.

It can ignore the constraints of reincarnation and reveal the essence of a person.

I checked popular science in a mess, and bought some daily necessities online before putting down my phone.

Stretching for a long time, I looked around again.

It still looks like that, not to mention people, not even a ghost.

Going to work in this place where the birds don't shit, and returning home to face a paralyzed face of few words, I haven't spoken for a few days, I am really panicked.

Communication is the foundation of people!

If this continues, sooner or later I will get sick.

I secretly made up my mind, I have to mention it to Twist Braid when I get home today, and find me a coworker.

When I got home, it was still the same, and the braid was still sitting in the hall drinking tea.

Strange to say, I see him doing the same thing every day when I go home. If I hadn't been self-aware, I would have thought he was waiting for me to come home.

Coincidentally, without having to look for him, I went straight up, organized my words, and said, "Master Song, I have something to ask."

He put down his teacup and looked up.

"It's so boring that the workplace is empty, can you please send a few more people to work with me?" I offered him the most sincere and sincere expression in my life.

He didn't even think about it: "No."

My face was full of pain: "If I can't talk, I will get sick!"

"What disease?" he asked solemnly.

This stopped me.

"Uh, anyway, it's a disease that leads to death if you don't talk, and a disease that makes you lonely. Your lord, you usually have a lot of things to do every day, and there are no ghosts in the place where I work. If this continues, I will have trouble sleeping and eating, and I will be plagued by hidden diseases, and I will die in depression!"

"..." He stared at me for a moment, silent as always.

I was annoyed by the excuses I made up, and the twisted braid gave a soft "hmm" and walked away.

At first I thought I was hallucinating, after all braids are not so easy to talk to, but the next day in the field, Ma Mian brought an acquaintance, and I realized that I had heard correctly.

That person gave me a big bear hug immediately when he came on stage, and washed away the regret of being interrupted before.The second black brother Wang happily yelled my name: "Jiang Yang! Jiang Yang! Long time no see!"

It's good to have someone to accompany you, but it's even better to have acquaintances to accompany you.I feel like I have been given blood, and I can get twice the result with half the effort.

After completing the task ahead of schedule, my second brother Wang and I sat in the field and chatted.

After the farewell in front of the palace, Second Brother Wang received the reincarnation number.However, as a foreigner, he has no one to rely on and no backer, and his number is queued ten years later.

He learned about the special policies of the underworld through his mobile phone, so he planned to find a place to live first.After finally renting a house in an intermediary, I have not found a satisfactory job.

According to him, unlike the human world, the underworld has achieved great peace among the regions and races.Adhering to the policy of where the death is, where the soul returns, there are now many foreigners in the underworld.

It was for this reason that I was able to meet him.

I lamented that fate knows no borders, and Second Brother Wang agreed and shook my hand excitedly.

"Jiang Yang, do you smell something?" He sniffed his nose around, and finally locked on to me, "It seems to be coming from you."

I was taken aback, and couldn't help but raise my arm and smell my armpit.

Second Brother Wang looked at it and shook his head: "No, No, No! It's not sweat, it's sweet."

sweetness?

I also sniffed, but didn't smell anything.

Seeing that I was at a loss, Second Brother Wang said again: "It tastes like food, did you hide it secretly?"

I shook my head again and again.

Second Brother Wang spoke eloquently: "You's body fragrance is really special." He gave a thumbs up, "Even I feel hungry after smelling it."

I feel that I have been wronged through the ages. Firstly, I have no food to hide, and secondly, I did not wear perfume. How can there be a fragrance on my body?Like a bitch.

When I got home, I took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

It was getting late, I saw the candles in the living room were on, and the braid hadn't returned to the room yet.

Anyway, the ghost didn't sleep, so I hurried up to chat with him.

"Master Song still not resting?"

Twisted Braid held a small notebook in his hand and was flipping through it.

"Ah."

I sat next to him: "Is that the book of life and death?"

"Ah."

"I have a small question that I would like to ask my lord, I don't know..."

"No." He closed the book of life and death.

"How do you know what I'm going to ask?" I pouted.

"Inquiring about the contents of the book of life and death is to spy on the secrets of heaven." He remained calm, "If it is light, it will go through the suffering of several rounds of reincarnation, and if it is serious, it will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell."

The twisted braids really hit what I wanted to ask.

I am still brooding over the fact that he sentenced me to be reincarnated after 1 years.I wanted him to give me a definite answer to eliminate the possibility of misprinting the reincarnation number, but I didn't expect that the consequences of asking would be so serious.

"Okay." I sighed and accepted my fate obediently.

"Don't get too close to others." Just as I was about to leave, Twist Pigtail said suddenly.

He probably refers to Second Brother Wang, after all besides him and Ma Mian, there is no one else between me and Ma Hua Zhui.

"Why? Brother Wang is my friend."

Twisted Braid took a sip of tea calmly: "I don't like it."

Hey, hey, making friends is my freedom in life, haven't I heard that my boss has to take care of this?

I was a little angry: "My lord, do you still have the right to restrict this?"

He flicked his eyes at me coldly, and I immediately sat spineless.

Although the hairs stand on end, but for the sake of human rights, the momentum cannot be lost!

I forced myself to meet his gaze.

"The salary..." He slowly uttered a few words that drove people crazy, "Deduct it."

"I was wrong! I'm sorry! I obey!" Is there anything worse than being poor?

It's not that I love money, it's related to a very serious line of cause and effect.

If I don’t get paid, it means I can’t repay the loan at the end of the month, and failing to repay the loan means violating the Yin law, and violating the Yin law means going through hell.

Reincarnation after 1 years is already miserable, and I don't want to add a few more figures on this basis.

Isn't it just to keep a physical distance with Second Brother Wang?No difficulty no difficulty!

As it turns out, what Twist Braid said about "don't come close" doesn't just refer to physical contact.