When I went back to bed, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and the door of the bedroom had already closed, so Ying Xiaochuan came in through the window, avoided the bedroom uncle, touched the sixth floor all the way, opened the door, didn't clean up anything, and went to sleep directly.

Time flies, and it's a second weekend.

This weekend was a rare holiday for all of the 606 dormitories, so they planned to leave everything behind and have a good time.

Ma Liang quickly decided to capture the Internet café and went straight to the battlefield early in the morning; Wang Ce went to play basketball; Lu Yiyang chose to stay in the bedroom to make up for sleep, and spent half a month with those old monsters in the shopping mall, for him the best way to replenish his physical strength was to sleep; Ying Xiaochuan became the most idle one, he had not been so idle for a long time, of course, he would not waste time, just be a Buddhist youth, meditate and practice in the dormitory.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Xiaochuan got out of bed and went to the water room to wash his face, and when he came back, he happened to hear the vibration of the peephole mirror.

'Zizizi' Ma Liang called.

Ying Xiaochuan picked up the phone and heard the sound of Ma Liang tapping on the keyboard, "Yingzi, come to the smart network, team battle." "Hang it up.

"This kid is really ......" Ying Xiaochuan muttered, glanced at Lu Yiyang, who was sleeping like a dead pig, picked up his coat and walked outside the bedroom.

……

The twilight had sunk, and Ying Xiaochuan stood at the fork in the road waiting for the traffic light, and the shadow was reflected on the ground, gradually deepening the darkness.

Night is coming.

After standing and waiting for a cigarette, the red light slowly jumped to the yellow light, and finally turned into a green light.

Pedestrians walked forward, Ying Xiaochuan threw the cigarette butt into the garbage can, and then followed the pedestrian, walking across the road.

Suddenly.

A loud crash sounded behind him, accompanied by the screams of people in terror.

Ying Xiaochuan turned around, the night had completely sunk, and there was no trace of dusk in the sky.

And the scene in front of me is very clear.

The speeding truck rushed over and crashed into a black figure, which was picked up by the car, rushed forward for a while, and then drew a perfect parabola in mid-air and slammed into the road.

The truck, without brakes, continued to run over him on four huge wheels, and the sound of bones shattering was clearly ringing in his ears.

The car finally stopped, and the screaming continued.

That person may no longer be called a human being. His body was in a distorted position, looking like a boneless mollusk, and black and red blood was slowly flowing from beneath him, all over the place.

The smell of blood poured over the world.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Lao Li barbecue shop.

Ma Liang was hungry when he came out playing games with Ying Xiaochuan, and he was sitting face-to-face in front of a barbecue stall at the moment, eating and drinking at the same time.

Ma Liang nibbled on the hot skewers, but Ying Xiaochuan looked tasteless, shrunk his back slightly, put his hands in his pockets, staring at the beer in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Absent-minded, his face is rarely dignified.

"Yingzi, you weren't in the right mood all night, did something happen?"

"It's fine. Ying Xiaochuan was about to tell Ma Liang about the car accident in the evening, when there was a familiar vibration on WeChat, and he subconsciously picked it up and saw that a new friend addition request was being displayed in the WeChat interface.

"The Soul Administration of the Underworld, Jiang Qinglian, requests to add you as a friend. ”

Ying Xiaochuan clicked through, and Jiang Qinglian immediately sent a message.

Jiang Qinglian: Fengyue clerk is available?

Ying Xiaochuan was just about to reply, but Ma Liang, who was sitting opposite, suddenly stood up and put his head up, "Yingzi, you can't give up, you always look at your phone, what are you doing?"

Ying Xiaochuan didn't hide it, and his face didn't change, "Chat on WeChat, can you do it?"

At night, the lights were dim, and the screen was reflected in the light, and the words on it couldn't be seen clearly, Ma Liang only caught a glimpse of the avatar, bright red, so he misunderstood, "Stinky boy, you won't be hiding from me to fall in love, right?"

"I'm going to fall in love, I'll tell the world, the first one to invite you to eat candy, okay?" Ying Xiaochuan said with a smile.

Ma Lianghu looked at Ying Xiaochuan from his head suspiciously, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, grinning, "Okay, good brother, believe you." ”

Ying Xiaochuan replied to the message.

Kazuki Ichikawa: Yes, are you?

Jiang Qinglian: I am the soul administrator of the underworld, called Jiang Qinglian.

Yichuan Fengyue: Hello Mr. Jiang, do you need any help?

Jiang Qinglian: I'm sorry, clerk Fengyue, I took the liberty of disturbing you. I heard about you from that group of drinking friends in the underworld, and I wanted to entrust you with something.

Kazuki Ichikawa: Well, you can say it.

Jiang Qinglian: I am in the world and have a grandson named Jiang Xi. This afternoon, he was hit by a car and died. This child has no mother since he was a child, and his father is disabled and has difficulty moving, so he doesn't plan to take his body back, but without a family to take him home, Jiang Xi doesn't know the way home. I don't know the way home, he is destined to be a lonely ghost, and he can't be reincarnated.

Ying Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, remembering the car accident he had seen with his own eyes. That car accident was also the reason why he had been restless tonight. Unexpectedly, there were really ghosts and gods who came to the door because of this. Could it be that this is also a premonition?

Yichuan Fengyue: Then you mean that you want me to bring Jiang Xi's body home?

Jiang Qinglian: You don't have to take your body away, you just need to take Jiang Xi who is wandering near the funeral home, and this matter may have to trouble Mr. Fengyue.

Kazuki Ichikawa: It's not a hassle, it's my job to complete the commission.

Jiang Qinglian: Thank you, I have a red envelope here, you should be able to use it later.

Ying Xiaochuan put away the peephole and got up to go to the barbecue shop to settle the bill.

When Ma Liang saw him move, he immediately shouted behind him, "What are you doing, what are you doing, I haven't finished eating yet." ”

Ying Xiaochuan came back after paying, and pulled Ma Liang up from his seat without saying a word, "You have already eaten twenty skewers of mutton, please let those sheep go." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, I'm trying to increase the income of the boss so that their family can add more chicken legs tonight. ”

"The boss has a leg of mutton, and there is no shortage of your chicken leg. ”

"I haven't eaten yet. ”

"I'll go back and treat you to instant noodles. ”

"......" Ma Liang did not sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, although he was full of grievances, but he had no choice but to give up the mutton skewers and go back to the bedroom to make noodles.

Actually, if you think about it, the mutton-flavored instant noodles taste good......

At this time, Ying Xiaochuan, who was walking in front of Ma Liang, seemed to be walking forward casually, but in fact, the right hand in his pocket was constantly entering information.

Yichuan Fengyue: Ao Ling, the mission is coming.