Chapter 1381 Extra: Underworld (2)

The endless underworld has no sky, a dark and desolate place, densely packed with ghosts who just died.

There were many ghost servants maintaining order, stamping on the ghosts who walked past, and a light seal retracted into the ghost's soul. If there were one hundred ghost servants, they would be pulled away by another ghost servant.

Zhao Zhongyu has merit and virtue, and every time a seal is stamped, the seal will be different. If there are a few like him, they will be faster than other ghosts. They don't need to collect a hundred, but take away ten in a row.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the space gradually became wider, there were fewer ghosts walking on the road, and houses and buildings appeared in the distance.

There are thatched houses, earth houses, and brick houses. The closer you go to the central area, the more exquisite the houses are. Zhao Zhongyu can even see a palace-style house, but it is very... strange, only a single one.

Aren’t palaces all made into films?

Confused, they went inside, passed through the city, and reached the other end. With just a flash before their eyes, they appeared in a large hall.

Sharp screams and sad cries rang in their ears. All the ghosts trembled and looked forward in confusion.

In the spacious hall, there were ghost messengers holding chains and locking several ghosts to jump into a round opening. The ghosts were unwilling to live and were crying and howling.

The ghost was furious, waving his whip and saying angrily: "How dare you resist, go down from the two levels of hell to one level, and if you dare to act nonsense again, I will send you to the steamer hell."

Zhao Zhongyu's face turned pale, and he looked at the ghost who was also pressed up, both of them a little uneasy.

The ghost messenger who led them here said: "Don't worry, this is the Hall of Yama, and not everyone can come. Except for those who are extremely evil, only those of you with profound merits can come."

Zhao Zhongyu then asked thoughtfully: "What about those ghosts before..."

"They are all souls who died in vain. They have no great good or great evil. They have registered the period of death and life. After the registration is made, they can disperse and wait to cross the Naihe Bridge to be reincarnated."

For those like Zhao Zhongyu, they had to go to the Hall of Hell and check their merits before being released into the city.

Unlike those ghosts who can only explore on their own, Zhao Zhongyu and the others will be sent directly to the city after being interrogated in the Yama Hall.

Because, "Ghosts like you will have sacrifices in the world, and they will be generous sacrifices."

The so-called sacrifices naturally include more than five animals and money, but also some things that even ghosts are unwilling to talk about, such as merit and reputation.

When these things go from the human world to the underworld, you have to pay a handling fee and pay taxes.

The ghosts are cultivators and their living capital is extracted from them, so naturally you should be more polite to them.

Behind the Yama Palace, Zhao Zhongyu even had a one-to-one ghost messenger service.

The ghost was chubby, with a smile on his face, and a gentle and friendly expression. Zhao Zhongyu hesitated after looking at him, "Shangguan looks familiar..."

When Gui Cha heard this, he was overjoyed and quickly bowed his hands and said, "I don't dare to call you Second Master Zhao. I'm just a little ghost chai from the underworld."

He smiled and said: "My ancestral home is Ping Yu Yu's family in Runan, Yuzhou."

Zhao Zhongyu: "...who is Yu Jixiang?"

"This is a certain third brother, the second in line in my family, named Zhongji."

Oh, no wonder it looks so familiar.

Yu Sanlang and Zhao Hu played well. They started fighting each other when they were teenagers, and they never stopped for decades. A few years before his death, he heard that Zhao Hu used the colored glaze made by Zhao Hanzhang to trick Yu Sanlang. Bundle.

For this reason, Yu Sanlang ran to find Zhao Hu to settle the score. He almost ran into Shi Le's rebel army on the road. He fell out of the car and fled in a panic. He heard that he had to lie down at home for half a year before he recovered. For this matter, the Yu family filed a lawsuit. Went to him.

Zhao Zhongyu thought for a while before he remembered, "Have you been dead for many years?"

"Yes," Yu Guancha looked sad, then said with a smile, "I have been dead for almost thirty years. I really didn't expect to see so many acquaintances in the underworld."

Yu Zhongji told Zhao Zhongyu that after his death, he was supposed to queue up to drink Meng Po soup and cross the Naihe Bridge to be reincarnated, but when it was about to be his turn, a large number of people suddenly died in the world.

After death, you will go to the underworld. The underworld has its own reincarnation mechanism. Those with higher merits can give priority to the time of reincarnation. If so many people die at once, many of them have great merits.

As a result, Yu Zhongji's ranking dropped again. When he saw it, he simply gave up reincarnation and applied for a ghost job.

Recently, because too many people have died and there are not enough ghosts in the underworld, the Hall of Hell has expanded its recruitment.

"My original intention was to work as a ghost for ten or eight years and accumulate some capital so that I can continue to have a good pregnancy in my next life."

We have all been human beings, and we all know the importance of reincarnation.

Yu Zhongji had neither great good nor great evil during his lifetime. He was a person with no merits and demerits. If he was reincarnated, he would most likely be reborn in an ordinary family.

It would be a miserable life for ordinary people, so he wanted to work in the underworld for a few years and earn some capital to be reborn in a good pregnancy.

Yu Zhongji soon felt happy about his choice, because, "Who would have known that since nineteen years ago, a large number of people have died in the world, with more and more people dying every year, while fewer and fewer people are reincarnated every year."

"Especially in the past few years. By the way, in the past two years, the underworld received more than 200,000 souls who died in vain in one day. After checking, they all died of war and hunger. Fortunately, I did not survive in vain, otherwise I would have been in my prime. If he doesn't starve to death, he will be captured and serve as a soldier, and he will die in vain."

Zhao Zhongyu was silent.

Yu Zhongji glanced at him and said: "If you don't tell me, we know from the appearance and number of ghosts coming down from the underworld that the world must be at war again. In the past few months, we have received a large number of ghosts every day, and their deaths are miserable." Very good."

Zhao Zhongyu pursed his lips and asked: "So, did I see so many ghosts before that they all just died?"

"Yes, those who died around the same time as you will be sent to other places after registration to avoid congestion."

Zhao Zhongyu: "When can they be reincarnated?"

"I don't know," Yu Zhongji said, "Maybe they will starve to death before they can be reincarnated."

Zhao Zhongyu's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "Can ghosts also starve to death?"

"Of course ghosts will starve to death," Yu Zhongji laughed and said, "Although ghosts are not like humans and need three meals a day, they still need to eat to survive in the underworld, otherwise they will become thinner and thinner and eventually die. Although it still exists between heaven and earth, it is like dust between heaven and earth."

He raised his finger, swiped it gently in the air, and said with a chuckle: "Swipe and go."

Zhao Zhongyu's heart tightened.

Yu Zhongji smiled and said: "Of course, you will never become such a ghost."

He came closer to Zhao Zhongyu, took a deep breath, and said intoxicatedly: "Your Excellency has great merits. This merit is full of the smell of incense. This shows that there are many people in the world, and there are very important people who are offering sacrifices to Your Excellency. There are As long as this sacrifice is here, Your Excellency will not be able to become a fool."

Zhao Zhongyu's expression changed slightly and he took two steps back, a little further away from Yu Zhongji.

Yu Zhongji smiled and was about to comfort him when he heard a cold snort.

He looked up following the voice, his expression changed, and he immediately became much calmer. He lowered his head and said, "Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Zhongyu turned around and looked, startled, "Brother..."

Zhao Changyu glanced at him with hatred, and then glanced at Yu Zhongji lightly. He was just a small ghost. When he was alive, he only held the position of bookkeeper. You are a minister after all, so you are afraid of him. What to do?

The scolding words rolled around on the tip of his tongue, and he didn't know what he thought of. Zhao Changyu finally swallowed the words without saying anything, but his face didn't look good. He said in a deep voice: "Follow me."