Chapter 3210 The Last World (18)

The facts are before our eyes, and no matter how much explanation we give, they will only seem feeble.

"Please forgive me, sir." He burst into tears and felt as if he was dead.

The account book was closed lightly, and on the desk, the indifferent god lowered his eyes quietly, looking down with a quiet expression.

Facing Yama's apology, he calmly said: "The ground is cold, so Yama doesn't need to be polite. Get up."

"..." After saying this, he didn't dare to get up even more.

The more calm and calm the adult appears on his face, the more he is afraid of the unthinkable consequences.

He was so frightened, but he didn't dare not listen, so he stood up tremblingly and lowered his head: "Yes, thank you... sir."

The account books were put back on the desk. Jun Jiuge looked at him and said, "This time I came alone for a private trip and I didn't tell anyone else."

"...Sir, I understand."

I understand, just don't spread the news that he is here. If it spreads and causes trouble, he will be the only one to ask questions.

"The minor accident that happened before," Jun Jiuge paused for a moment and said calmly, "On the day you die and report on your duties, just report it truthfully. Whether it is a reward or a punishment, everything will be done according to the rules."

"..."

Understood, he will not interfere in this small issue, nor will he be punished for it. Whether he should be held accountable or not will be discussed later when he returns to report on his duties. I don't care now.

Thinking of this, Yama suddenly breathed a big sigh of relief. As if he was relieved, he saluted again and said heavily, "Yes, thank you, sir."

Jun Jiuge stood up, "As for your people..."

"Your Majesty will pass the order and keep the news tightly sealed so that no news will leak out. Sir, please rest assured that your Majesty understands everything."

You must do it well this time, and you cannot make the same mistake again.

If I make another mistake...

His official title is really not guaranteed.

Silently, he straightened his hat and wiped his sweat hastily.

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hell.

The sun is red, the sky is bloody, the long river is winding, and the black soil is covered with erosion.

Thousands of gorgeous Bana flowers grow on both sides of the road to reincarnation. They grow vigorously, as warmly as fire, and like beautiful girls, they are shaking the accordion and singing in a low voice, singing a silent death song to commemorate this place. Daily destruction.

The ghosts on the road come and go, their faces are either silent or dead, or pale and lifeless, or they are short of weight, ugly and ferocious.

Some of them are waiting for reincarnation, some are lost and wandering, and some are fighting wantonly with other ghosts for survival.

Yun Si has observed countless ghosts passing by here - there are old grandfathers who are dying, there are female dolls who drowned in the wells, there are poor girls who have been wronged, and there are desperate villains with blood on their hands. …

Every passing ghost has his or her own story, a story that is different and saddening.

She often listened to their joys, their sorrows, and the regrets revealed between the lines.

Although I was confused at the time, I loved listening to them and listened to them as if they were novels.

Today, what she heard was a story about an ignorant and innocent girl who was deceived and played by a rotten man.

The poor girl turned into a ghost, but she still looked so sad and angry.

She told Yun Si: "You must be careful of men, especially men who approach you for no reason and suddenly treat you well. This kind of man is the worst. On the surface, he treats you well, but in his heart he only wants to lie to you. , toying with you, and finally deceived you so much that you lost both your body and mind."