Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Kunpeng's nonsense, from the big bang to the high-dimensional space, changed the subject again, and began to fool that there is a complete world on the tip of his nose.

If this goes on like this, the little ghost head of Pingdu Hospital will be fooled into a fool for life by him.

"Fun, fun!!" Baomeng clapped his hands and shouted, "Say more!"

"Keep your voice down, I'm going to be deaf from your noise..." Chang Le complained dissatisfied.

Then there was a sound of copying stools.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you still want to listen to me?" Kunpeng said.

There was a rare moment of silence in the duty room.

Then Kunpeng's voice sounded again:

"Our world is actually far more complicated than it looks. For example, Alice in Wonderland, in fact, we think that the rabbit hole that connects the two worlds is very likely to be the wormhole that physicists are now exploring—connecting The passage between the real world and another time and space—while the fairyland is most likely a projection of a curled up high-dimensional space.”

"That's why there's a potion of shrinking size—some scientists believe that Alice in Wonderland is not just a fairy tale. Not only that, but in the sequel Mirror Encounter, we believe that this mirror is actually..."

Jian Mingshu didn't continue to listen, and casually opened the door of the duty room.

Behind the door, four faces covered with white notes all looked at him.

"Pfft." This appearance really made people laugh.

The duty room is not big, just a narrow white desk. Baomeng, Changle, Shinichi, and Kunpeng sit together around a small round stool with playing cards.

The faces of the four people were all covered with white paper. It seemed that Kunpeng lost the most and Shinichi the least.

"Smacking bastards again." Jian Mingshu asked casually.

Kunpeng turned his face forward: "Who is talking? Is it the one from yesterday—the one who turned away my dear father for the sake of a wild man who didn't know where he came from?"

Kunpeng's words were like throwing a small stone into the lake, Baomeng and Changle couldn't help winking and smiling strangely.

"Damn it." Jian Mingshu corrected.

"Is the important point is biological father or godfather?" Kunpeng stared.

"Professor." Jian Mingshu took a few steps forward, pulled all the notes off his face, and stared carefully into his eyes, "The point is that I'm in a hurry, please give me a ride."

"No." Kunpeng disagreed.

"Oh..." Jian Mingshu straightened up with a smile.

He deliberately raised his right hand, and there were three bulging spirit lock sacs hanging on his hands, dangling one after another.The kit was too heavy, dangling, almost knocked to the ground by him.He didn't say much, and watched Kunpeng's nervous reaction with interest.

Kunpeng stared at the three kits, as if he was holding some kind of bomb in his hand.He only struggled for less than three seconds, and immediately surrendered obediently:

"Okay, okay, I'll send it off, I'll send it off. I'm afraid of you."

Kunpeng got up quickly, and while talking, he wanted to receive three spirit-locking sacs.

Jian Mingshu put the three spirit-locking pouches in his hands, and said with a smile, "I'll give it when I get there."

Kunpeng rolled his eyes unabashedly.

Although reluctantly, Kunpeng is very familiar with carrying Jian Mingshu.Since childhood, this curly-haired boy loved to curl up under Kunpeng's feathers, and flew from the land of China to the continent of Europa in a flash.

At that time, Paganini's soul-stirring music was burning the whole of Europe, and Kunpeng had a thought to let Jian Mingshu also learn the violin.Since then, he has had a personal stringed instrument by his side, and he can play a song when he has nothing to do, but he can enjoy himself at ease.

Zhuangzi once boasted of the hugeness of the Kunpeng very romantically, saying that "the back of the Pengpeng does not know how many thousands of miles it is; when it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky" [1].

In fact, the Kunpeng, which has become a roc bird, is big, not so big, but its layers of feathers are really as soft as a hanging cloud.He is like a huge fire phoenix, dragging an extremely gorgeous tail, but he is a bit more majestic than a phoenix, and even more gorgeous than a giant eagle.

This is the real ancient god, powerful, gorgeous and romantic.

The most beautiful thing is the gorgeous scales on Kunpeng's back. When flying high in the sky, the sun diffuses, and the eyes are full of colorful and gorgeous spots of light.

Jian Mingshu felt that this piece of scales looked very familiar several times. He deeply suspected that the thing Kunpeng used to suppress the karmic curse marks on his body was his scales. Every time he asked, he was always beaten by the old and unscrupulous Kunpeng. .

After growing up, Jian Mingshu couldn't shrink into Kunpeng's huge feathers as he did when he was a child, barely covering half of his body.He lay on Kunpeng's back, feeling the cool summer morning air.

Kunpeng flew extremely fast, Ghost City, Wangchuan, and Wangxiang Terrace passed by quickly, and even the huge Poqian Mountain, sitting on Kunpeng's back, turned into a pile of cute little money.

"Bang."

The heavy ringing of the bell resounded throughout the underworld, and in the underworld flying past below, the starlight gradually weakened until it disappeared.It was the golden lamp grass slowly closing, taking back the last few rays of light in the underworld.

Jian Mingshu originally planned to use the two souls Shuangling[2] to go to the underworld to handle errands at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, but Wu Shuyang made a mistake in the middle, and when he woke up, it was already the next morning.

After six o'clock in the morning, it is the "night" of the underworld, when the golden lamp grass closes and all ghosts fall asleep.At this time, ghost officials and messengers, big and small, would get off work on time. Even if they took the express train of Kunpeng, they almost missed it.

"If you go lower, I'm going to jump." Jian Mingshu said.

"Blood Soul..."

"It's on your corner." After Jian Mingshu finished speaking, he patted his forehead, turned over and jumped down.

The Palace of the King of Hades is different from what ordinary people imagined.

Looking at the majestic Zhulou Flying Hall, it was the place where the Yin Emperor used to work.Now even if Tianzi Yin moved his nest and went to work in Fengdu Prison next door with a hundred floors, this hall has been vacant for decades, and no one dared to move in.

Cross the Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River, follow the paper and copper coins flying around, and you will arrive at Poqian Mountain.

In the human world, paper money made out of compliance cannot be circulated in the underworld.These broken coppers and rotten money are piled up together, and after a long time, the broken money mountain is about to catch up with the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in the world.

After passing Poqian Mountain, the road widens, and the source of light is no longer golden rush grass, but a lamp made of golden rush grass cores[3].Bright red lanterns hang upside down on rows of dead trees, looking like a row of red lanterns from a distance, making people forget that this is in the underworld.

This is the busiest avenue in Hades.

There are always busy little devils in red on both sides of the road, some with trays and some with paperwork, and they line up and walk along the side in a neat line, which is very refreshing for those with severe OCD.

Jian Mingshu always jokingly called them "red vests".

Walking along the Lantern Road to the end is the Temple of Heaven.The two columns on the left and right are two rows of wing rooms. In the main hall on the left are the Kings of Hades from Halls [-] to [-], and in the hall on the right are Kings of Hades from Halls [-] to [-].

In the Lan Palace and Golden Palace, there are row upon row of colorful pillars.

Most of the former Guililan Palace of the Palace of the Underworld has been worn away by time, and now there is only a gloomy atmosphere left. It is no wonder that every ghost screamed in fright when they came to judge.

Fortunately, the old pear flower wood desk was broken a few years ago, and the desks of the same style as the social animals were uniformly replaced, and they were placed in the classical Hades Palace, which was particularly joyful.

The King of Hades, the Wheel-Turning King of the Ten Temples, took off the white curly hair wig on his forehead and tidied up the things on the desk.Several of his colleagues have already left in sevens and eighties, leaving him alone.

It's all because of this new ghost with no winks in front of him.

When it was time to get off work, the horse-faced ghost sent a new ghost to come in, crying and refusing to give his fingerprints, which really made the ghost's head hurt.He was still waiting to get off work on time and go back to watch the Hades Cup ice hockey.

The new ghost knelt in front of the hall, and had been howling for a long time, "My lord is wronged, my lord is clear." If it didn't hinder the trial regulations, the bull-headed horse-faced and red vests on the side would have rushed to greet his eighteen generations of ancestors.

"Don't cry, just tell me how it all works." The Wheel-Turning King said, "Also, it's not in the mood to call your lord in Hades now, if you insist, you can call me a judge." my lord."

The new ghost blew his nose loudly, let out a strange whimper, and then said: "Then...that Sister Ma came to get it, it was clearly a ghost next to him, and that ghost was a drunk, and he couldn't wake up no matter what, Sister Ma thought it was troublesome to drag him, so she just dragged me here to make up for it, my lord, I am wronged!"

The horse-headed ghost next to him was unhappy when he heard it, and secretly kicked him: "My name is Ma Tiantian!"

Then, she smiled at the King of Wheels and said, "Boss, don't listen to his nonsense - he is drunk, he is a drunkard."

The new ghost immediately howled: "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk!"

The horse-headed ghost officer just wanted to make amends, but Zhuanlun Wang raised his hand to stop her: "Whether it's a drunk or not, I think it's rough."

When the new ghost heard this, he hurriedly kowtowed and shouted, "Yan Wang is wise."

Seeing the Ten Kings of Hades, the Wheel-Turning King raised his hand and ordered, "Drink some wine."

"Yan Wang is wise." The horse-headed ghost guard smiled secretly, and exited the hall.

He hadn't drifted far when a scream came from outside the hall.

"Quack quack quack!" The horse-faced ghost uttered three strange screams, which sounded as if someone had kicked him over dozens of miles away.

The originally leisurely Ten Hades Runner Wang Teng stood up from his seat, his indifferent face just now turned into panic in an instant.

The three beeps were the secret signal he had agreed with Ma Mian:

The immediate superior Wu Yanwang came to inspect, and there was a rattling.

The underworld boss Yin Tianzi came to inspect, making two squawks.

If three beeps in a row—

The Wheel-Turning King swallowed nervously.

A handsome young man walked in with a smile on his face. He looked gentle, even the curve of his hair was graceful and soft, but such a gentle person made Ten Hades Wheel-Turning King like a mouse seeing a cat. The whole body is stiff and the face is full of horror.

"Xiao Lulun, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you're judging the case again?"

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, this is the rightful owner of the first-level warning three times, Jian Mingshu, the director of Pingdu Hospital.

The King of Wheels immediately smirked guiltily: "Hey, my lord dean, what kind of wind brought you here——"

The author has something to say: [1] From "Zhuangzi·Xiaoyaoyou"

[2] The two souls are refreshing and wandering in the underworld: see Chapter 29 "Purgatory Alone Flower"

[3] Lantern instrument: branch-shaped, covered with upside-down red golden rushes