When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

After entering the Inner Mansion, Huatian took it easy for a while, and gradually got used to the atmosphere. Although these ghost servants are ugly in appearance, they are not bad, and they did a lot of good deeds before they were alive, so they were picked to stay in the underworld. Of course, Others stay voluntarily for different reasons, some are tired of trivial matters in the world, and some are waiting for the bad fate that they missed...

Lan Zijun led Huatian to the lobby, and several underworld officials had been waiting for Huatian in the hall.

"My lord, I am Judge Zhongli." Due to the dim light, Huatian could only see the outline. The deepest impression he had on this person was that he was black, as black as coal, and when he smiled, he could only feel his teeth floating in the air.

"My lord, this old man is Granny Meng." A white-haired old woman said in a gentle voice, humble and respectful, bowing her knees.

Hanada nodded in return.

"I am a bull head."

"I have horse face."

What came into view were the faces of two talking animals. Huatian was very curious, pinched the ears of the cow with both hands, and touched the nose of the horse: "Yo, it's so soft."

In addition, there are hundreds of ghost servants, and hundreds of impermanence, Huatian thought to himself: He is also considered a local emperor.

After the introduction, Huatian started to walk around, looking at the layout of the underworld, his heart became colder and his brows became more and more wrinkled, he probably came to the underworld, the slums were similar, smoky and dilapidated.

The crowd didn't know, so Haohao Tangtang's team followed behind the flower field and watched a circle of the underworld together.

Lan Zijun couldn't bear it anymore, and was the first to attack: "What do you want?"

In another village, Hua Tian suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "I am the King of Hell, that is to say, I can do anything here, right?"

Lan Zijun was asked inexplicably: "As long as the underworld is not demolished, anything is fine."

"Okay, I'll try not to demolish the underworld."

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In the next few days, Lan Zijun really realized the meaning of Huatian's words...

"You move these two fierce lions away." Huatian pointed to the stone piers on the left and right sides in front of the gate of the underworld, and ordered the ghost servant.

"My lord, this pair of lions is a gift from the Jade Emperor, so they cannot be moved," said the little ghost servant.

"Move, move, move, the Jade Emperor didn't say that it must be placed in front of the door." Huatian said impatiently, he still had a lot of things to do, and he didn't have the energy to entangle the two pairs of lions.

The lion in front of the gate is a symbol of power. He is a local emperor in Huatian, so there is no need to be so flamboyant.

From the inside to the outside, from the top to the bottom of this hell, it gives people a gloomy feeling, without any popularity. Although it is true that there are some souls who have lost popularity in the mansion, it cannot be blamed on top of each other.

The first step he took when he came here was to transform the environment of the underworld. Lord Yan is also a high-ranking official, so this underworld occupies an area of ​​several hundred miles, and he is so busy moving around every day.

"What's the matter with this stinky river?" Huatian pinched his nose very hard, but he still couldn't stop the "infection" of the stench.

"My lord, this river was built by the previous lord to punish the souls of hell." The ghost servant also covered his nose in a stinking manner.

What strange ways of punishment are these!

Beside the stinking water river, there is no grass in a radius of several miles, the green algae in the river are spreading, and the rotten algae roots emit a stench, and even the surrounding soil is dyed dark green, and fragmented dead people can be vaguely seen from the river bone.

After a few more glances, the flower field is about to spit out, and what's more, I have to endure the indescribable smell in the air: "Fill this stinky ditch, and then plant some flowers."

"Flower?" Oniyuki stared at Hanada in disbelief.

"Flowers! Colorful flowers, don't you understand what I'm saying?" Huatian was very depressed. This ghost servant must have never seen flowers before.

"My lord, I was a gardener when I was alive, but I haven't seen fresh plants since I died, and the underworld has never planted flowers." Guiyue explained, with infinite nostalgia in his tone.

Seeing the tears in the ghost servant's eyes, Hanada became moved, patted his shoulder, and said: "From now on, I will hand over the gardening of this underworld to you, and I will send some people to you."

"My lord..." Oniyuki's eyes turned red.

"Let's go, do your best." Huatian fled quickly, he couldn't see others crying, especially men crying in front of him.

Who said that a man does not flick his tears easily, but it is not yet the time to be sad.

"Where is my bedroom?" After a long walk, Huatian remembered, and before he even took a look at his room, he ordered a ghost servant to lead the way.

"My lord, this is your room." The ghost servant was confused, they were already in the bedroom.

"What? You said that this coffin shop is my bedroom." Hua Tian's eyes widened. The house he lived in was already very simple, but compared with this place, it was like a mansion: dark walls, no decorations, The four corners are covered with cobwebs. If you look carefully, there are several layers of dust on the nets. Even the spiders have abandoned their hometown. The most conspicuous thing is that there is a black wooden coffin in the center of the house. According to the description of Ghost Worker, this is where he sleeps every night. bed.

"My lord, you really like to joke." The ghost servant didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and the previous kings of Hades lived very happily.

Huatian had no intention of taking a closer look, and quickly evacuated outside. The house was designated as uninhabitable.

Standing far and looking a lot, Hua Tian exited the door and saw a bedroom with a threshold several times larger than his: the exquisitely carved lattice door was painted with fragrant vermilion lacquer, and the sill window was pasted with exquisite landscape embroidery... …

"Whose bedroom is this?" Hanada asked.

"Mine." Lan Zijun opened the window and said quietly, he had heard the movement of Huatian long ago, but he just didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Your?" Hua Tian tilted his head, stared at Lan Zijun with incredible eyes, and finally struggled in his heart, believing that this exquisite and luxurious bedroom belonged to him, "It really belongs to you."

Lan Zijun felt bored, stopped talking to Huatian who was talking to himself, turned around and walked into the inner room.

"Brother Zijun, don't go, I have something to tell you." Huatian watched Lan Zijun walk in eagerly. Entering Lan Zijun's bedroom, "I'll sleep with you tonight, that's the decision."

While Lan Zijun was in a daze, Hua Tian called out to the ghost servants outside to bring in his bedding.

The ghost servant quickly moved the broken cotton wool from Huatian into the mansion. The whole process was done in one go, and Lan Zijun hadn't recovered yet.

When the work was done, Huatian walked out of Lan Zijun's bedroom brazenly, not forgetting to ask: "Brother Zijun, keep the door open for me tonight."

"Just remodel it for me according to Brother Zijun's bedroom." Hanada left a word to the ghost servant, and went to remodel it elsewhere in a good mood.

"Who wants to keep the door for you!" After a long time, an angry roar came from Lan Zijun's bedroom.

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"My lord, the letter from the Jade Emperor has arrived." A little ghost servant hurriedly looked for Hua Tian's figure.

"Which kid is calling me?" Hua Tian was rolling up his sleeves to scrape fish scales, ready to show off his cooking skills.

"My lord, hurry up and read the letter from the Jade Emperor." Out of breath, the ghost servant handed the letter to Huatian.

Judge Zhong Li asked, "My lord, what orders does the Jade Emperor have?"

"Oh, you told me to go to Tiangong, there is no order." Hua Tian casually wrote, threw the letter aside, and continued to clean up the big carp.

When Lan Zijun heard this, he jumped up from his chair: "Don't worry about that fish, pack up and follow me to the Heavenly Palace."

It's true that the Yellow Emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry!

"Boys, I'll make fish for you when I come back. No one is allowed to touch this fish until I come back..." Hua Tian was dragged away by Mr. Lan Zijun in the middle of his words. The crow went straight to the Heavenly Palace.

"This mount is too ugly." On the way, Huatian couldn't help complaining, Jifu Hei was nothing, even the mount was standard black, and the sound was too ugly, so he must have received a lot of scolding.

"Ah! Ah!" The black crow yelled twice in dissatisfaction, and suddenly accelerated its flight. Hua Tian and Lan Zijun lost their balance and were almost thrown out.

"Shut up." Lan Zijun warned Huatian viciously with the crow's hair stuffed in his mouth.

Huatian muttered in a low voice: "I don't allow others to say that I'm ugly."

The black crow is ugly, but its flying speed is quite fast. Before Huatian had time to complain about anything else, the two beasts had already arrived at the Nantianmen.

"Congratulations to Hades on his appointment." The guards of Nantianmen stepped forward to congratulate and surrounded the flower field.

"Thank you, brothers, I'll go back to the underworld for a drink later!" Hua Tian shouted at the top of his voice as he was surrounded by the crowd.

Lan Zijun pushed aside the crowd, dragged the flower field into the gate of heaven, and said: "Our hell is only so big, how can we accommodate so many people, can we use our brains before speaking?"

"I can't do it today?" Huatian was very entangled, frowned slightly, thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Then let's treat tomorrow."

"Okay! Thank you Yama for the invitation." All the guards shouted in unison.

Lan Zijun was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The money accumulated in the underworld for several lifetimes was not enough to defeat Lord Yama, so he dragged Huatian away in a hurry. If he was allowed to chat any longer, he probably invited the entire Tiangong to the underworld.

In Lingxiao Palace, listening to the Jade Emperor's rambling explanation, Huatian yawned several times, with tears and snot running down his nose.

Lan Zijun just watched Huatian's snot spraying on the Jade Emperor's gold thread clothes in horror, not daring to make a sound to remind him.

The Jade Emperor didn't have much to say, it was just a matter of routine, nothing more than those clichés: Work hard, I trust you so much that I chose you...

It took about a few hours before the Jade Emperor finished talking and let Hua Tian and Lan Zijun go out.

"What the Jade Emperor said was so boring, my face was splashed with saliva." Hua Tian complained to Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun raised his voice and retorted: "Didn't you throw your snot on him?"

Hanada sniffed, did he have a runny nose just now?