Marry an NPC if your EQ is low

In Qinglang's setting, as long as a player's soul survives, no matter how many times he reincarnates in the underworld, he will only be punished by death without any other influence.

In a situation like Ji Han, there will only be a death penalty, and the higher the level, the heavier the death penalty. After Ji Han is reborn, he will only lose money and experience, and will be in a weak state for three days.For players, below level 30, they can die at will, and it is normal for a level 10 trumpet to die twice a day.

But this is the player's logic, neither Bai Xiaoyi nor Ghost King obviously understand or agree with it.

With the courage of the ghost king, he didn't dare to spit out the slot openly, so he could only carefully divert Bai Xiaoyi's attention: "Master Zixian, the soul of Lingtu should have entered the underworld by now, right? You... have to Hurry up and bring him back?"

Bai Xiaoyi cast a glance, his black eyes were calm and emotionless, but it made the ghost lying on the ground shuddered and shivered unconsciously.

"Remember," he said, "if your soul doesn't disperse today, it's just that your retribution has not yet come. If I make a move against the law of heaven, but you owe my apprentice a life. If you don't pay it back, the law of heaven will respond. Bai I have to come back and count one or two!"

After all, the sword in the left hand was switched to the right hand, and he slashed down in the air!

The ghost king only felt that the whole space was vibrating, and he could even hear the whirling sound of the airflow rapidly moving and spinning and the mottled sound of the space breaking and shaking.He quickly raised his eyes, and saw a huge opening in midair, inside was a black flowing space vortex, emitting faint gray light.

He is very familiar with this door. This is the gate of the underworld, which leads directly to the gate of the underworld.

The gates of ghosts that are naturally formed for ghosts to pass through to connect the two worlds of yin and yang are called ghost gates; those that are broken by external forces due to special events are called gates of the underworld. Only used during tasks.He originally thought that the real Zixian would enter through the nearest ghost gate, but now it seems that he really thought too much.

Bai Xiaoyi held the sword in his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and disappeared into the Nether Gate in an instant.And the huge black opening also disappeared, and the space gradually returned to calm.

The ghost king wiped his sweat, stood up with lingering fear, touched the broken and ugly soul-calling flag that was covered in his arms distressedly, and touched the ghost's sorrowful halberd on his back, and let out a sigh of relief.Fortunately, he admitted his mistake with a good attitude and did not resist with force, so only one weapon was destroyed.But... the next thing I'm afraid is that I have to rectify the discipline of the little devils below, put my tail between my legs and start being a ghost again...

Three o'clock in the morning is the time for players to sleep, and it is also the peak time for Qinglang to go online.The Qinglang customer service department kept receiving complaint calls, claiming that they had a good time but suddenly dropped the line!disconnected!This is a situation that has almost never happened since Qinglang opened the server.The customer service can only comfort the players cheaply, promising that they will solve the problem as soon as possible and give some compensation.Whether the problem is solved or not is actually a secondary concern for the players, and they are satisfied when they hear that there is compensation.

"Next time, don't have a technical problem in the middle of the night, disturbing my sleep, I hate it~~~" The indistinguishable and enchanting voice came from the other side, making the person who answered it suddenly feel chilly.Hanging up another complaint call with a disheveled face, customer service 007 turned around and asked his colleagues: "Did the technical department provide a solution?"

"No, they only analyze that the players who are offline are all near Chang'an."

a bunch of idiots. 007 secretly slandered, and used their analysis. After receiving [-] complaint calls, he knew that the dropped calls were all near Chang'an!

"Dididi——" the prompt sounded again, and 007 tearfully pressed the answer button, secretly swearing in his heart that if he knew who caused the accident, he would definitely make that guy look good!

But he probably won't have the chance...

Hell and Huangquan, karmic fire and red lotus.

Ji Han knew that he was probably dead, and this was his first experience of death in the game.He only felt that he was floating lightly, and his consciousness was very vague. When he woke up, he found that he was in a boat.

The boat swayed through the secluded river, with Ji Han as the only passenger.The water of the river was a strange and bright black, with no depth to be seen. There was a thin layer of mist floating on the surface of the river in the distance, and the mist was so thin that it could not be seen clearly when we got closer.

This seems to be a valley and river, with weird cliffs on both sides, and the top is pitch black, I don't know if it's the sky or something.A stooped and thin boatman stood at the bow of the boat. From Ji Han's perspective, he could only see his worn-out hat that was worn black and shiny.The surroundings are actually very dark, except for a small, weak light burning at the stern of the ship, emitting a warm orange light.

For some reason, when Ji Han saw this lamp, he felt very close, and couldn't help but want to get closer to it.

"Don't touch that lamp," came the boatman's hoarse and light voice, "that's your soul fire."

Ji Han stretched out his hand like an electric shock, not daring to move any more, and his nerves tensed all of a sudden.

The sound of the oars hitting the water surface and churning again, the shadowy shadows cast on the opposite wall, the wind that sometimes lightens and sometimes weighs, mixed with strange echoes...all these seem to be magnified a hundred times, every wind and grass He could sense it sensitively and quickly turned his gaze to that side. He didn't feel relieved until he confirmed that everything was as usual, but he immediately raised it again.

The wind is rumbling, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

This is the underworld, the place where the dead stay. Ji Han is also a dead person and a lonely soul now, but he always feels that he is still alive, so he is out of place, he is afraid, he is uneasy, and he doesn't even dare to go around and have a look The front of the boatman.

In many cases, what people are afraid of is not death itself. Fear often comes from the unknown.

And Ji Han is afraid of heights, ghosts, injections, blood transfusions... we can only say that he is a little bit afraid.

"Clatter—" the pulp broke through the road ahead, leaving a streak of water.

An unknown thing jumped out of the water suddenly, and was about to jump onto the boat. It was hit by the boatman with a pole, and quickly sank in the water, but it didn't make a sound.

As if it was a signal, four or five black figures suddenly appeared in front and behind, and quickly approached the boat.

"Sit still, you will fall, you will be the same as them." The boatman's hoarse voice came again, with a hint of mocking malice.

Those who tried to board the boat from the front were beaten down by the boatman with several poles, while those who surrounded him from behind seemed afraid of Ji Han's soul fire and did not dare to get too close. They could only surround them with a distance of half a meter. watch.

It's just that they are too close together.Ji Han could clearly see their swollen and pale faces, their slightly protruding white bloodshot eyes, and their ashen and withered claws trying to reach the boat...

Ji Han can only shrink himself smaller, and get closer to the soul fire... He wants to close his eyes to deceive himself, but within half a second, he opens them again like a nervous compulsive disorder, staring at these ever-approaching, More and more monsters gathered, not daring to move an inch.

No wonder the players avoid death. Even if there is no death penalty, Ji Han feels that dying once is enough!