My protagonist attributes have been discovered

Within the domain of Hades.

"Wow……"

Passing through the towering Hei|Se|Yuan gate, Song Yangle, who had lined up with Ying Long, passed the "security check" and signed the Underworld contract, was carrying a backpack on his shoulders and looked at the seemingly endless city in front of him in amazement, and finally understood the Underworld Encyclopedia The weight of the word "most tolerant" on the website——

Under the continuous Kongming lanterns, the bustling and spacious streets are lined with trees, row upon row of shops and buildings are as crowded as the most prosperous city in the human world, but the styles of adjacent buildings are very different and the contrast is extreme: The small tea shop with thatched roof sits next to the huge modern supermarket, the gloomy old house is adjacent to the skyscrapers that cannot be seen from the top, the blacksmith shop with sparks flying and the pink|color|divination house with wind chimes are connected...

... I'm afraid this is going to kill the obsessive-compulsive disorder.Song Yangle thought to himself.

He looked at the obviously living non-human creatures and the human-shaped|ghost|souls with different clothes and dynasties coming and going all over the street, and asked the boss: "Is this a city of human-shaped|ghost|souls? "

"Well, District 1, one of the commercial streets built by humanoid ghosts|souls|."

One of them... Song Yangle and Boss Ying walked into the group of "people" side by side, recalling what seemed to be countless domain gates at the gate of the city, curious: "Then the other gates we saw outside are Does it lead to other commercial streets?"

"Some are, some are not."

"Does District 1 refer to the Humanoid Ghost|Soul| District?"

"Correct."

"Is there no geographical unit smaller than a district? Like a dynasty?"

"The dynasties of the human world have no meaning to the underworld. Life|death|is a ghost, and a ghost enters the underworld, just like a creature born in the human world, it is a new beginning."

"Then what do we do when we register? There seem to be quite a few ghost|ghosts here, won't it be troublesome to find someone?"

"contract."

"Huh...?" Song Yangle didn't react, and slowed down with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Just signed at the gate of Yuyu, have you lost your memory?"

Thinking of the contract he signed when he visited Yumen, Song Yangle suddenly said: "Oh." Not only did the contract include routine registration and personal | life | insurance | Heed the call of the lord of Hades at any time."

……

The two "people" walked for a while, turned a few corners, and entered a relatively quaint small street. They could already see the Wangchuan Neihe River at the end of the long street; and the closer they were to the river, the stronger the atmosphere of the Dragon Boat Festival. Everywhere is full of alternative smells and herbal aromas similar to mugwort leaves, and along the way, there are various special snacks for the Dragon Boat Festival, such as zongzi, cakes, fried dumplings, etc., which are either for ghosts or for living things... passing by A time-honored zongzi shop that is said to have been open for more than 200 years, and Song Yangle also received two zongzi bought by Boss Ying.

Holding the two zongzi, Song Yangle thought silently: Although he was not the first to accept the other party's things, the feeling of seeing Boss Ying pay with his own eyes is still a little bit complicated...

"arrive."

He had just finished thinking when Boss Ying's voice came from the front; Song Yangle forgot all his previous thoughts, raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Wangchuan Neihe in front of him...

Probably for the smooth holding of the Dragon Boat Race during the Dragon Boat Festival, the brightness of the Kongming lanterns in the sky is generally higher than that of other places. The surface of the river is as bright as daytime, but the distance and surroundings on Wangchuan River are obviously clearer, and the smooth water surface is like a mirror; The side of the river is blocked by stone railings, the horizontal surface of the river does not see the beginning and end, but there are shadowy pavilions and pavilions on the vertical surface of the water, the shadows of trees on other banks, and...

"What are those?" Song Yangle held the zongzi and stopped, looking at the streams of gloomy green lights rushing across the sky of Wangchuan from time to time, towards a place far, far away with a faint light, and asked softly.

"Spirit|soul."

Ying Long gave an answer that did not surprise him.

"What's there?" Song Yangle looked towards the places where the green souls were rushing.

"Department of Underworld Management."

"The legendary Hall of Yama, Naihe Bridge, and Meng Po Pavilion?"

"Ah."

"Are the Sansheng Stone and Wangxiang Terrace also there?"

"Ah."

"Are they all going to reincarnate?"

"It's all flying over."

Song Yangle looked at the place where the green light was surging, and wanted to ask something more:

"That……"

"—Ah!" There was a light exclamation from the side.

...?

He turned around subconsciously, and saw a woman dressed as a lady from the Song Dynasty with her back facing them in the group of "people" who stopped not far away, and gradually appeared green light spots around her body, and her figure was gradually blurred; Standing a modern young man in white clothes wearing glasses, facing the curiosity of all the "people", his face was at a loss.

"..."

After touching quietly for about a second or two, the woman's figure has turned into a complete green light, floating away from the group of "people", flying up the river of forgetfulness, and merging into other identical lights, towards the common goal fly away.

And the gathered group of "people" chatted all over the place:

"Who is that?"

"It's Ah Qing who sells fans in the next street."

"Oh, what a pity..."

"What a pity. She has been waiting for almost 1000 years. It is a good thing to be reincarnated."

"It's a pity that I can no longer buy such a well-made fan from her family, and her fan pendant..."

"..."

After posting a few comments, the group of "people" who were no longer surprised by this kind of thing and only paid more attention to it because the subject of discussion stayed in Hades for a long time dispersed, leaving only the female |ghost|ghost|ghost in the middle. The opposite young man with glasses still stood there blankly, finally lowered his head, picked up a jade fan pendant lying on the ground at some time, with a dazed expression.

"..." Song Yangle withdrew his gaze, looked at Ying Long whose expression remained unchanged, and continued with the question just now: "Then can we go to the Underworld Management Department? Can tourists be received there?"

Ying Long glanced at him: "Have you ever seen foreign|foreign|tourists in and out of the government|government|office|public|official hall at will in the human world?"

"... Cough, okay."

……

The dark dust is rolling, and the world is floating.

I didn't ask.