When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Jianjian took a step forward, followed Lan Zijun, and before he could take a step, Huatian pulled him back and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Where are we going to tell you?" Lan Zijun didn't answer, and left with Jian Jian.

"I'll go too." Huatian worried, threw Xu Baili's body to Zhongli and followed.

Zhong Li shook his head, picked up the corpse and walked behind.

After turning a few corners, they came to a cold basement, Huatian couldn't help shivering, there are places like this in the underworld.

"Go in." Lan Zijun pushed Jianjian into a room, and Huatian followed into the room defensively.

In a small empty room, a black wooden coffin was abruptly placed in the center. Four candles were burning in the four corners of the room. The candlelight was constantly dancing under the impact of the air current. Shaking constantly, like a dancing clown, the heavy coffin was already rotten, and there was a musty smell in the air.

Hua Tian shuddered again, he, the master of the underworld who was in charge of all spirits, was actually trembling with fright when he saw the coffin.

Lan Zijun nodded to Jianjian, and Jianjian walked towards the coffin tacitly.

"Wait, what are you guys doing?" Hanada stood between Jianjian and the coffin, he used his inaccurate premonition to guess what Jianjian was about to do, he was afraid that Lan Zijun would let Jianjian follow The filthy barn was transferred to the cold coffin.

"Don't get in the way." Lan Zijun said impatiently.

Seeing that Lan Zijun didn't intend to waste words with Huatian, Jian Jian hurried forward and explained: "I'm still in a physical body, and I can't stand the yin energy of the underworld, and I will be backlashed. Master Lan is going to help me seal up my physical body."

"Just like Zhongli, wanting to go to the human world, and then take out the body to connect with the soul." Jianjian was afraid that he could not explain clearly, so he took Zhongli as an example.

Hua Tian stretched out his hand and pinched Jian Jian's face, feeling that he was extremely cold, his body seemed to be frozen: "I won't tell you sooner, it will make me worry."

"Why do I have to tell you, do you not believe me or Jian Jian?" Lan Zijun said suddenly, which sharply raised the coldness in the basement.

Huatian stepped forward and put his arms around Lan Zijun's shoulders, and said with a smile: "How can I not believe you, I'm just curious, come and have a look."

Lan Zijun snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Jian Jian lay down in the coffin, Lan Zijun stepped forward and chanted a curse, his body and soul were separated, and a light and light soul crawled out, Jian Jian turned back to thick makeup, exaggerated make-up, impermanence, such a The soul crawled out of the coffin, and the scene was really scary.

"Xiao Jianjian, go and wash off this scary makeup." Hanada covered his face, it turned out that the previous Jianjian was so unsightly, how he was fascinated by this skin at that time.

Jianjian trotted out of the basement, he couldn't get used to it either.

After Hanada knew the truth about the basement, she became more courageous and began to wander here, opening the doors of every room, admiring the pale corpses.

Just as he opened a door, Zhong Li, who was sitting in the coffin, jumped up in fright.

"Who do you want to scare to death?" Huatian complained.

"My lord, I'm here to put the body. You opened the door yourself." Zhongli skillfully got into the coffin, "Oh my god, the underworld is too dark, my old bones can't take it anymore."

Huatian walked around Zhongli's coffin a few times, put his hands on the coffin, and felt it was wet: "The environment in this basement is too bad, what should I do if the body is moldy here?"

Just when Zhongli thought that Huatian was grateful for wanting to transport his body up there, Huatian said: "Jianjian's body is so thin and weak, it will be damaged quickly if placed here, we have to transport him to a spacious and dry place."

Zhongli watched anxiously as Huatian went back to the room where Jianjian's body was kept, and hugged Jianjian.

"Master Lan, my body has been left here for decades and no one cares about it." Zhong Li complained to Lan Zijun.

"Who told you that you are not Mrs. Hua's 'heart'." Lan Zijun shrugged and hit.

"That's right." Huatian hugged Jianjian's body, and came to Zhongli's room again, and he didn't finish his sentence.

Zhongli listened even more, Master Hua finally saw me.

"Don't take off Xu Baili's body either, as a frail scholar, he certainly won't be able to stand the humidity in the basement." After speaking, Huatian walked away without paying attention to Zhongli's emotions.

At the end, there was a sentence: "Zhongli, why don't you go in, don't be damaged by Yin Qi, it's not easy to use."

"I..." Before Zhong Li had time to say a word, Hua Tian had already walked up with "thump, thump, thump" steps.

"Zhongli, why don't you find a place for yourself up there." Lan Zijun comforted.

"No need, I have rough skin and thick flesh." Zhong Li lay down, and he didn't care too much. He didn't need to be jealous of the newcomers as a veteran of the underworld. Besides, staying here with his body was considered a luxurious treatment. The wind, meals and camping are incomparable with here.

……

At the Naihe Bridge, there is an endless stream of souls coming and going.

"Mother-in-law, what's the matter, you won't be bored in the future." Huatian looked at the souls coming and going on the Naihe Bridge, very relieved.

"Yes, my wife is busy now." Granny Meng was very happy, ordering the ghost servant in an orderly manner.

Huatian took out the soul-locking pouch containing Xu Baili's soul, opened a small opening, and Xu Baili rushed out impatiently.

"It's so uncomfortable." Xu Baili complained, stretched his waist, moved his limbs, and then stretched out.

Xu Baili, who fell to the ground, was not timid or unfamiliar at all. He turned around on the bridge with his hands behind his back, grabbing the "people" on the road and asking where they were.

Turning around, he focused his attention on Po Meng.

"Mother-in-law, can you drink this soup? I'm so thirsty." Xu Baili, who had talked too much, stepped forward to fetch the soup that Granny Meng had just served.

"My lord, you can't drink this soup indiscriminately. I haven't asked you if you want to drink it again..." Before Po Meng finished speaking, she was pulled aside by Huatian.

Huatian whispered: "Grandma, don't ask him whether he is reincarnated or not. I think he has a flexible mind and wants to keep him working in the underworld. You can just give him a drink."

"That can't be done. My Granny Meng has principles. After drinking the soup, I have to go on the road." Granny Meng has worked in the underworld for more than 100 years, and this is the first time she heard such absurd request.

"Grandma, I'm doing this for his own good. Everyone who was related to him in the previous life has been wiped out. If he is allowed to enter the reincarnation, he is destined to suffer from loneliness in every lifetime."

Huatian listened to what Zhongli said, saying that the closest people in the world are fixed. No matter how many lives they go through, they will always appear in his life and continue to play a strong role. Now The people around Xu Baili were all terrified, and in the next life, he was doomed to be alone all his life.

Huatian told Granny Meng about the process of the case and Xu Baili's tragic life. Granny Meng's resolute attitude finally loosened: "Forget it, I'll make an exception for this old man."