Museum of the Dead

There are eighteen floors in hell, and each floor is a kind of Shura field, where the dead souls of sinners who have committed different types of things are locked up. They may be some slanderers who like to tell stories, or they may be a group of vicious and conscienceless prisoners. , in short, the greater the crime, the more suffering and the longer the suffering.

These [-] levels of hell are guarded by [-] judges, and the next level up is the highest authority in hell—the King of Hades who is in charge of life and death.

Fei Yan stood obediently beside Yin Lu'an, and secretly glanced at the man who just brought him to hell from the corner of his eye.

The man was half a head taller than him, Fei Yan could only see his chin because of the angle, but just the chin made one think that this man must be very good looking.

Yin Lu'an and Hu Po were both silent, and Fei Yan didn't dare to talk casually due to their aura. Fortunately, Tian Ling was on the sidelines and rescued him.

"Hey, I'm going to hell soon, aren't you afraid?" Tian Ling's tone was relaxed, obviously teasing.

"It's okay." Fei Yanyun said lightly, "I'm all dead, and I was killed because of a mistake in life and death. I haven't done anything wrong, so I shouldn't be afraid."

Tianling continued to tease him: "The agreement is about to be signed, and it cannot be changed after signing!"

Fei Yan was surprised: "What agreement?"

"It's the agreement about this rebirth," Tianling continued to explain, "This is the first time that this kind of agreement has been made. Even if you made a mistake about Yangshou before, you just used the soul hook to reincarnate. I never heard that people who have gone through hell once can go back alive."

Fei Yan wanted to ask something else, but Yin Luan said, "Here we are."

Seeing that the road ahead was cut off, he looked down and saw billowing magma with bubbles.

Yin Lu'an gently picked up his collar, jumped up, and reached the other side in an instant, and then said to Fei Yan who hadn't passed God, "Go in."

Fei Yan looked forward, only to hear a "bang", and a whole standing stone slab automatically split a neat seam from the middle.

It turns out that the door is here.This stitch was so tight that he thought it was a dead end just now.

Tian Ling and Hu Po also came over at some point, Tian Ling pushed him straight forward: "Let's go, the newcomer with the best quality, it's time to sign the agreement."

After several people entered, Fei Yan found that the inside was no different from the office, except that all the office supplies were made of stone.Except for the four of them, there was no one in there, and I didn't even see a ghost.

Yin Luan put his hands in the air, and after a while, a scroll that was originally placed on the stone table flew to his palm.

He raised the scroll in front of Fei Yan: "Stretch out your hand."

Fei Yan spread out his palm obediently, and the scroll was immediately moved to his hand, and then spread out automatically. Inside were some words that Fei Yan couldn't understand, which looked very old.

"Where is the signature?" Fei Yan looked at it for a long time but couldn't find the place where the signature was signed, so he had to ask.

Yin Lu'an put her hand on the scroll, palm down, her lips moved slightly, and Fei Yan could feel the coolness from the man's palm through a thin layer of scroll.

After a while, the scroll disappeared after emitting a dazzling golden light, and Yin Lu'an's hand rested lightly on Fei Yan's.

The curator withdrew his hand in time.

"Tsk tsk, boy..." Tian Ling patted Fei Yan on the shoulder, "After signing the agreement, if you don't collect seven within the time, just wait until your soul flies away!"

Fei Yan: "!" Why didn't you say it before signing the contract just now!

Yin Luan glanced at Tianling, Tianling scratched his head immediately, and changed his words embarrassingly, "Look at you like that! I lied to you... You won't be out of your wits. At most, you will stay in the world as your ghost, and you will never be reincarnated." .”

Fei Yan told himself to himself: Don't get angry with him, or he will die of anger.

Yin Luan saw that he looked a little dazed, thought he was frightened, and said, "The three of us will protect you."

Fei Yan was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and met the curator's gaze: "Huh?"

"During the time you collect the undead," Yin Luan turned and started to walk out, "We will always protect you."

"Boy, why are you standing there?" Tianling patted him, "Let's go."

Fei Yan walked out side by side with him, and heard the people around him sigh with emotion as they walked: "When you signed the agreement, we also signed the agreement."

"Huh? What's going on?"

"We will assist you throughout your entire process, but half of our mana will be sealed along the way. If we encounter any danger, we will also be injured, and—"

Tian Ling moved closer to him, and lowered his voice extremely low: "It seems that the King of Hades made an exception this time because our boss begged for it. By the way, have you ever had any friendship with our boss?"

Fei Yan looked at the tall figure in front of him: "No way, I'm a mortal, I don't even have yin and yang eyes, how can I have friendship."

Tian Ling curled her lips, "In the past two years, he has often done tasks alone, I thought he was enlightened and raised a little lover outside!"

Fei Yan trembled in fright, thinking that being your eldest lover might freeze to death, he hurriedly changed the subject: "Yes, is the risk factor high in this process?"

Tianling gave him a blank look, and looked at him with the eyes of a fool: "We are called a museum, and the museum is used to display special items."

"The more special the ghost, the poorer and more vicious it is."

For the first time, Fei Yan felt that he might not be able to keep his three souls and seven souls, and that he would be played to death by these gangsters.

Inside the museum.

"Every exhibit in our museum has a corresponding room, and the display stand is placed in the glass vessel in the center of the room and sealed." A female voice without any emotional ups and downs surrounded the empty hall, and Amber continued to explain, "And there are some empty rooms in the museum, where there are no undead to display—this kind of exhibits are exactly what you need to collect."

"You only have seven days. It's not an easy task to collect seven undead who meet the requirements within seven days." Amber was by her side giving Fei Yan a science introduction, while Yin Lu'an led a few people to the second floor.

"After you enter, the adults will take you to the vicinity of the undead. The undead exist in the real world, so our mana will be limited. After entering, one week inside is equivalent to 24 hours outside, so try to distribute it evenly, Stay in the same room for a day." The adult she was talking about should be Yin Lu'an.

"Is there anything else that is unclear?" Although Amber's voice was emotionless, she was considered understanding.

"There are two more questions. First, is that world the same as the one I lived in before? Second, can others see me when I am in it?"

Amber looked at Fei Yan and answered seriously: "That world is the world where you really exist. When you are in it, you can see others, and others can see you and touch you. Simply put, you are in it. An ordinary living person."

Fei Yan raised an "OK" gesture: "Understood."

"Also," Amber's voice became a little cold, "If you accidentally die inside, you will really be out of your wits."

Fei Yan nodded, "I understand."

Tianling's voice sounded behind him: "As expected of you, you are one of the most qualified people in this group."

Fei Yan: "..." Is it too late for me to take back that sentence?

"Choose." Yin Luan, who had been silent all this time, said, "The one with the white label is an empty room."

It was only then that Fei Yan noticed what was in front of him.This is the second floor of the museum. There is a long corridor with no end in sight. On both sides of the corridor are countless room doors.

Fei Yan walked to the first room, and there was a red label on it with the words "moon in the water" printed on it.

"What's the meaning of 'moon in the water'?" Fei Yan looked at the door next to him. On it was a green label with "starving ghost" printed on it. "It seems that the color is different?"

Tianling pressed his back directly and pushed him to a door, "Aren't you journalists all fond of asking questions? After explaining to you, the seven days should have passed, and you should have been completely cold."

"Let's go! The white label is an empty room, waiting for you!"

When Fei Yan was said this way, he also felt that it made sense. His time was limited, so he went in now to talk about it.This may be the same as learning poker and mahjong - you don't need to introduce the rules, just play a few times and figure it out.

He glanced at the words on the white label - two-headed baby.

Fei Yan felt his scalp tingling, but he didn't want to waste time, so he pushed the door open abruptly.

The room was dimly lit, and there was nothing but a display stand in the middle. After all four of them entered, Tianling closed the door.

Yin Luan looked at Fei Yan: "Are you ready?"

Fei Yan nodded, Yin Luan waved his hand just like the previous time, and sure enough, the familiar maelstrom arrived as promised.

"Let's go." Fei Yan jumped in by himself this time. He couldn't see anything in the vortex, and there was a roar in his ears, similar to the feeling of riding an elevator.

After staying inside for a few seconds, Fei Yan felt his feet hit the ground, staring at his eyes, nausea in his stomach, but he recovered quickly.

His eyesight gradually recovered, and it was obvious that there was a waiting room in front of him. Fei Yan instantly understood that the vortex of the curator was equivalent to any door.

He looked around, and a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart. Adding the words "two-headed baby", he could almost confirm that this was Thailand's international airport.

"Hey, Fei Yan, are you okay?" Tian Ling stared at his pale face, "Isn't it the one with the best quality? How come you get motion sickness after a whirlpool!"

At this moment, Fei Yan could only rant in his heart: Brother, please, don't mention the best quality, okay?My fault I shouldn't have said that out of the blue.

He just came out of the vortex, and he really didn't recover for a while, and he was still a little dizzy.

"This, take it." When he was trying to recover, there was an extra hand in front of him, and there was a brown pill in the palm of his hand.

Fei Yan looked up, Yin Luan didn't look at him, but was facing Hu Po.

"Thank you." Is motion sickness medicine effective after taking the car?Fei Yan didn't dare to say it, he just swallowed the pill abruptly.

He originally thought that the pill would have the unique bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine, but he didn't expect it to taste slightly sweet.

Before the medicine was finished, the dizziness and nausea just now disappeared, only Tianling's voice came from behind: "You dare to push away when you see the 'two-headed baby', tsk tsk... so what is it? "

Fei Yan: "Don't you know 'two-headed baby'?"

Tianling: "Why should I know?"

Fei Yan was stunned instead: "How long have you lived?"

Tian Ling looked about the same age as himself, and Fei Yan even secretly guessed in his heart that this guy lived for 1000 years.

Unexpectedly, Tianling paused for a moment, and then said sullenly: "I don't know, I don't remember." The voice was lonely.

"The three of us only have memories of being a ghost messenger."

Seeing him like this, Fei Yan scolded himself for being talkative, and said with a smile, "Two-headed baby—the first thing that comes to mind is Thailand."

"Thailand?" Tianling glanced around, "Shouldn't it be a shemale? Have you ever touched it?"

Fei Yan shook his head: "I don't know, I've only been here a few times... I came here with the stars, and I don't have time to go around..."

Fei Yan suddenly wanted to take this opportunity to have a romantic seven-day and six-night four-person independent travel in Thailand.

Life is short, and Fei Yan doesn't know if he will die directly in the hands of the first undead, his eyes are shining brightly, scaring Tian Ling who is still surveying the terrain, "That... Brother Tian, ​​we... ...do you have money?"

As soon as these words came out, all three of them set their sights on Yin Luan, who was the tallest and looked the most like a rich man.

The domineering CEO Lu An calmly took out a card from his trouser pocket and handed it to Fei Yan, "It's all in there."

Fei Yan stared at the "black card" in front of him, imitating what Tian Ling called him: "Boss, is your museum... so profitable?"

Curator Yin: "..."

Fei Yan confirmed again: "Could it be Mingbi."

Yin Lu'an was afraid that he would continue to ask, so he stopped directly: "It's the money of that country, just find a bank and take it out."

Amber has not spoken since she came out of the whirlpool, she just stood there with her eyes closed, her face was pale, her brows were tightly frowned, and her lips also lost their color.

Fei Yan was worried about her, and asked Yin Lu'an: "What's the matter? Maybe you'll faint too..."

As soon as the words finished, Amber opened her eyes, and a few words came out of her mouth: "Chiang Mai, temple."

"You can only find so much."

The author has something to say: Yin·President·Luan: Black card, just swipe it

Fei·Being Supported·Yan: What a thick golden thigh!

updated updated~~~

The front is finally paved, and we start to collect little ghosts~~~