After joining Hades

The hottest season has passed, and the beginning of autumn has just started a few days ago. In addition to the special time of Zhongyuan, the night wind is heavy, and it is even a little cold on the body.

Wen Bai looked at Lu Zheng next to him, somehow it turned into the current situation.

Xiao Lian Deng said that he wanted to go out to play, he agreed, and he was worried when he listened, so he pushed Lu Zheng out, and then he really went out to work with the big and small boss.

The streets of the Ghost Festival are extremely lively.

But this excitement is not from Yangjian people, but...

"My family didn't burn ingots for me this year. If I don't get a reincarnation number, this year will be difficult."

"You should be soon, right?"

"Soon, next month."

"Do you think I should buy a cemetery? Isn't there a new batch this year? I went to see it. The feng shui and the view are amazing! The surrounding supporting facilities are also quite complete, and the key is the special price room."

"Think about it, the special price room is non-refundable, what if it's your turn to reincarnate if you don't stay for long?"

"Let me tell you, I have tested it. It is more important to choose a good time than to choose a good place to burn paper. It is from 12 o'clock to 2 o'clock, and the transfer speed is the fastest."

"That Uncle Li next door, has he been reincarnated? I haven't seen him for a while."

"Reincarnated."

"What did you vote for?"

"Uncle Li is a good person. It's not surprising that you can vote for anything. Compared with this, I still care more about what I can vote for."

"I didn't have a choice before, but now, I still want to be an individual."

Wen Bai: "..."

It was only today that Wen Bai learned from Di Ting that Dongtai is just a branch of the Yin Division established in Yangjian.

The real Yin Division is still underground, and it is actually no different from Yangjian.

Just the earthly world, from birth to death.

The underground world, from death to life.

The reason why Lu Zheng was allowed to live in Dongtai Town was because of the order and rules of the underground underworld. After thousands of years of establishment, it has been quite perfect. In addition to the emperor and Lu Zheng, there is also a management team of Bailaihao, and there is no shortage of people.

But the spiritual energy in the world is getting thinner day by day, on the contrary, it is easy for the evil spirits to take advantage of the loopholes and cause disasters.

In other words, Yangjian is the focus of governance.

That's why I invited Lu Zheng and Di to listen.

Those who can be released today are all the "good citizens" of the underworld. Lian Deng and Lu Zheng restrained their breath again and mixed in, but no one noticed.

If it weren't for the fact that each ghost had something similar to a number plate pinned to its chest, Wen Bai would hardly be able to tell which ones were people.

But in the eyes of real people in the world, the bustling streets in his eyes are very few.

The road was empty, and the voices of conversation that could not be heard on weekdays were especially clear today.

A boy walked past him and said, "While I was waiting for the bus in the afternoon, someone at the station was burning paper. Some paper money floated over, and I almost stepped on it."

The girl next to him replied: "You stay away, it's very unlucky."

The boy smiled: "Is this called 'money is blown by the wind'?"

"If only the wind could blow my money."

The girl thumped him: "Hurry up, bah, bah, what nonsense."

The boy laughed and poohed three times.

The girl immediately recited "the strong wind blows away" a few times silently.

Looking at it, Wen Bai felt a little strange.

He noticed that whenever someone walked by, the ghost seemed to move aside.

Wen Bai observed for a while, and after confirming, he asked Lu Zheng: "Are these ghosts avoiding people?"

Wen Bai was afraid of being heard by the ghosts around him, so he moved closer, almost by ear.

The warm breath passed over Lu Zheng's ears, and Lu Zheng was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Lu Zheng paused for a moment before opening his mouth and said: "When a stranger encounters a ghost, his yang energy will be weakened. Similarly, the ghost's yin energy will also be greatly damaged. If you can avoid it, avoid it."

It was the first time Wen Bai heard such remarks.

As if to verify Lu Zheng's words, as soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden exclamation not far away.

"It's over, it's over, I'm being fucked!!!"

Wen Bai was startled and looked up.

I saw a ghost who looked to be in his twenties leaning on the lamppost, with one hand still covering his heart.

And beside him, a pedestrian just passed by.

As pedestrians approached, Wen Bai heard him muttering "Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization and Harmony".

And all the ghosts around looked pale, shouting "Don't come here", while hiding to the side.

Wen Bai: "..."

Are people afraid of ghosts, or are ghosts afraid of people?

Wait for that person to go away.

A group of ghosts surrounded him.

"Let you just walk without looking at the road and bump into someone."

"It's miserable for you. I accidentally bumped into someone last time, and I went home and lay down for three days. You will feel better about that feeling."

"Young ghosts are just ignorant!"

Wen Bai: "..."

After walking all the way, the little lotus lantern talked less and less, and when it finally reached the bank of the Guanjing River, the whole lantern seemed a little wilted.

Wen Bai hugged it down.

Why do you get more and more unhappy the more you shop around?

"What's wrong?" Wen Bai was puzzled.

Xiaoliandeng stared at Guanjinghe for a few seconds: "It wasn't like this before."

Wen Bai: "?"

The little lotus lantern slowly landed on the handrail of the guardrail, stretched out Ye Tuo and pointed down: "In the past, there were river lanterns in the world, and the whole city was brightly lit."

Only then did Wen Bai realize that the "before" that Xiao Lian Deng said was a long, long time ago.

It's just that for it, it's just a nap.

In the previous human world, Zhongyuan was indeed a festival, worshiping ancestors and respecting filial piety, celebrating autumn harvest, and even the entire July was an auspicious month.

Rather than the "ghost festival" that people are talking about now.

It's not that there are no lively places, Buddhist temples and Taoist temples should have celebrations today.

"How about we go to Zhengtian Watch?" Wen Bai said.

Xiao Lian Deng shook her head and asked, "Bai Bai, why don't you release the river lantern today?"

"There are no lanterns hanging outside, so it's not lively at all."

"Everyone doesn't seem to be very happy, and they are still peeing."

Wen Bai was dumb for a moment.

He didn't know what to say to Xiao Lian Deng.

Customs such as releasing river lanterns seemed to be rare when he was young.

Not to mention now.

Even the ceremonies presided over by Taoist temples and Buddhist temples should not be what Xiaoliandeng imagined.

He can't explain any "safety hazards" to it, let alone tell it why everyone is unhappy.

Today is its birthday, so it must be a happy day.

"Let's go, I'll take you to release the river lantern." Wen Bai finally said.

With that said, he was about to go down the river.

Lu Zheng grabbed his wrist.

Wen Bai looked at him, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Lu Zheng: "Where are you going?"

Wen Bai pointed to the steps: "Let the river lantern go."

You have to coax Yuanyuan to be happy.

And as soon as possible.

Because if it is later, Zhongyuan will pass.

Lu Zheng's tone was helpless: "What about the river lantern?"

Wen Bai's eyes drooped before he realized it.

Before, I was so focused on how to explain to Xiao Lian Deng that I forgot where the He Deng came from.

There is no paper shop nearby.

There are many shopping malls, but it doesn't look like there will be such a thing.

Wen Bai felt worried for a moment.

He was even thinking about whether to call Lin Qiu and ask.

Seeing Wen Bai, Lu Zheng didn't know what he was thinking, so he tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers: "Back to your senses."

Wen Bai covered his forehead and sighed.

It's just putting a river lantern on. It sounds like a trivial matter, but it's not easy to do.

Not to mention whether the river will be released or not, I don't even know where to find the lights.

Even if you are lucky and you find it, you can probably only let it go secretly.

Wen Bai lit the petals of the little lotus lantern: "The previous Zhongyuan Ye must have been beautiful."

So after sleeping for so many years, I still remember it.

Xiaoliandeng nodded again and again: "In addition to the river lantern, there is also a night market and juggling, which is beautiful!"

"Lu Zheng took me there once!"

Wen Bai always felt a little sorry.

This is the first birthday after Xiaoliandeng has a name. It should be more formal and let it be happy, but now it seems that it is more than enough.

After thinking about it, Wen Bai's mood also dropped.

It is exactly the same as the little lotus lamp.

Looking at Wen Bai and Xiao Lian Deng who were exuding "I'm not very happy" in front of them, Lu Zheng was inexplicably amused.

He has never seen someone coaxing and coaxing him to make him feel annoyed.

"It's not allowed here, so find someone who can." Lu Zheng said.

Wen Bai raised his eyes: "?"

Lu Zheng sent a message to Di Ting.

When I looked up again, I smiled: "Didn't you want to know how Zhongyuan lived in the previous world?"

Wen Bai: "...what?"

--

I went out of the door in a daze, and went back to the company in a daze.

Wen Bai hugged the little lotus lantern and followed behind Lu Zheng.

Xiao Lian Deng raised her head and looked at Wen Bai: "Why are you back? Did you stop letting He Deng go?"

Wen Bai was silent for a while: "Let go."

Although he didn't know why he returned to the company, let alone what Lu Zheng said, but if Lu Zheng said let go, there must be a way.

Pushing open the door, Di Ting was sitting on the sofa beside him reading a book.

Wen Bai is already used to seeing Di Ting in Lu Zheng's office, and even subconsciously skipped him, and his eyes fell on the thing beside Di Ting.

He stared at it for a while.

If you read it correctly, it looks like a... dark green bamboo tube.

Against the backdrop of the white sofa, it is extremely conspicuous.

Before he could take a closer look, Di Ting had already thrown the thing over.

It was really thrown, like venting anger.

The speed was so fast that Wenbai's eyes blurred.

Lu Zheng only raised his hand and stopped it lightly.

"Can you say hello in advance next time? Don't think what is it?"

Di Ting's tone was not kind, even a little sinister.

"You know how troublesome you are to me on a whim?"

"And the warehouse below you, there are so many things, I asked where you are, and you said 'I can't remember, look for it yourself', do you think this is plausible?"

Lu Zheng ignored it, went over to listen to it, and walked in directly.

Di Ting had no choice but to turn to look at Wen Bai, and his tone became better: "I just went out, did I meet someone, or did something happen to me?"

Otherwise, why would you be looking for that thing for no reason.

"No," Wen Bai shook his head, "just walking on the street."

If there is something else to say... "Yuan Yuan said that he wanted to see the river lantern. After walking around, he didn't find any suitable place, so he came back."

Ting Ting: "Yes, is it?"

He listened intently and looked at Wen Bai intently.

I'm afraid that's not the case.

Lu Zheng is not the type to spend a lot of time just listening to Xiaopang Deng's fuss.

Wen Bai is soft-tempered, if he eats this set, Lu Zheng will not eat it.

Di Ting tapped his fingers on the sofa twice, half-closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Do you want to see the river lantern, or Yuan Yuan wants to see the river lantern?"

Wen Bai paused holding Xiaoliandeng's hand, confused: "Huh?"

Di Ting waved his hand: "Okay."

"Since this is the case, this trip is not in vain."

Wen Bai was even more confused.

He listened but didn't intend to continue, he stretched out his hand and pointed inside: "I'm looking for you."

Wen Bai looked in the direction of Di Ting's finger, Lu Zheng raised his head at some point and was looking this way.

Wen Bai had no choice but to walk over first.

The first thing I saw was the dark green bamboo tube.

It was placed on the short steps beside it, but the lid of the cylinder had been opened.

So that bamboo tube is just a vehicle for holding things, Wen Bai thought to himself.

It was empty inside, indicating that something had been taken out.

Listening to Di Ting's previous words, this thing seems to have taken him a lot of effort, Wen Bai was still a little curious, so he walked a few steps quickly.

When he walked to Lu Zheng's side, he lowered his head and saw a painting.

Saying "a painting" may not be appropriate.

Strictly speaking, it is a volume.

Because it covers the entire table.

Looking at the painting, Wen Bai didn't open his mouth for a long time.

The sense of tension and agility that hit his face stunned him for a moment.

When Wen Bai was studying in the past, whenever he went to a place, whenever he had the opportunity, he would go to the museum. In addition, he participated in several art exhibitions with Professor Li, and saw many authentic works, and even hung one at home.

But none of them have as much impact as the one in front of them.

In the painting, there are many pedestrians with different expressions. A palm-wide river stretches from the left end of the scroll to the right end of the scroll, almost running through the entire painting.

And the river is full of lotus lanterns, large and small.

...The painting on it is Zhongyuan Ye?

Wen Bai didn't make a few guesses, and Lu Zheng on the side gave the answer: "The picture of Zhongyuan Festival Night."

Di Ting walked over slowly: "How about this painting?"

Wen Bai nodded again and again: "Whose?"

Lu Zheng: "Cen Lin."

Wen Bai: "?"

Di Ting half leaned against the table: "Yesterday, the 'Cen' of Feng Cen in the corridor was not as clear as the heroes, and the 'Lin' of three-foot children who weighed Lian Lin, Cen Lin."

After listening to the explanation, Wen Bai made it clear, but the person "Cen Lin" was still blank.

He looked down at the painting again and frowned.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a person with such superb painting skills not to be impressed.

It's not that Wen Bai thinks that he knows a lot, and it's not normal not to know this painting. He also knows that from ancient times to the present, there are countless pearls covered in dust, and there are also many unnamed but outstanding literati.

But as far as he looks at the painting now, it is impossible for this painting to have a "chance" of being dusty.

Even people who don't know how to paint can be seen to have high painting skills.

Hearing the words, Di was surprised and said, "Cen Lin, don't you know me?"

Wen Bai shook his head.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and prepared to check it.

Lu Zheng raised his hand and pressed down his phone, and took a look at it as if warning.

Lu Zheng: "No need to check, there won't be any on it."

Obviously there is something to be said.

Looking at Lu Zheng, and at Di Ting who was snickering beside him, Wen Bai knew he had been cheated.

There will be no information on it, so this Cen Lin is probably not the "person" he imagined.

Wen Bai opened his mouth and said, "Is he from the Yin Division?"

Lu Zheng replied directly: "Human Immortal."

"Half-human, half-immortal, you can call it human, or you can call it immortal, but now it's the people above," Di Ting added, "Compared with him, these Taoist priests in Yangjian can't be regarded as Taoist priests. Not to mention people."

Wen Bai understood the meaning of Di Ting's words, and couldn't help but marvel: "Cultivate to become a fairy?"

Xiao Hua didn't deceive him in all sincerity!

He listened and thought about it.

He built a mountain, sat there for a hundred years, did not eat the valleys of the world, did not ask about the affairs of the world, and said that he could become a fairy by cultivation, which is quite appropriate, so he nodded.

Immediately, his finger landed on the painting again: "But this picture of Zhongyuan Festival Night was drawn by him when he went down the mountain."

"It happened to coincide with July [-]th, and the local official Zhongyuan pardoned the crime, and then transferred it to the Yin Division."

Knowing the origin of the "Night Picture of Zhongyuan Sacrifice", and thinking about what Lu Zheng said before, a thought suddenly flashed in Wen Bai's mind.

Doesn't this painting have the same spirit as the painting of the morning glory? !

Lu Zheng said "you can't put it here, just find a place where you can put it", this "placeable" place, wouldn't it also be in this painting?

Wen Bai was taken aback by his own thoughts, and raised his head suddenly: "What did you say before, the former world... mean?"

He pointed at the scroll and clicked twice: "Is it inside?"

Lu Zheng calmly let out a "huh" in a very calm voice.

"Don't you want to see it?"

Wen Bai: "..."

He wanted to see it, but he never thought that it would be done in this way.

Wen Bai tried hard to find his voice: "This picture of offering sacrifices to the night also has a painting spirit?"

Lu Zheng: "No."

Wen Bai: "Then..."

The voice of listening came.

"The picture of the morning glory is nothing compared to it."

"The picture of the cow is moving, it's because of the spirit of the painting, but except for the scalper and the shepherd boy, the rest are dead."

"It's all alive here."

Hearing this, Di slowly poured a spiritual power into the scroll.

Wen Bai didn't know what Di Ting had done, but felt a little dizzy suddenly.

In a trance, the palms were slightly cold.

...It seems that Lu Zheng is holding him.

Wen Bai subconsciously closed his eyes.

An increasingly ethereal voice came from Di Ting.

"It's not an enchantment, but a... small world."