A cup of coffee, a bunch of snacks, turning on the computer, and playing games, this is Zhang Xiaoxi's life in a day. She is naturally lazy, and when she is studying, she is the bottom of the existence, and she will not like it in a few days at work.

Now she is thirty years old, and she plays games at home all day to earn some pocket money. It can also be regarded as a long-term squatting at home and gnawing on the old family. Boyfriend or something, I've experienced it, and I really don't want to. The current state is that there is a computer, and everything is enough.

Today, she still gets up at 9 o'clock as usual to turn on the computer, and then, there is no more, on the black computer screen, a string of unintelligible English characters, and then flash, flash, flash. And then there became.

Obviously, her own computer honestly announced that it was on strike! No way, as a person who played a lot, but she would never repair it, so she could only resign herself to pulling her own computer, plus the notebook that was broken some time ago, and dragged it to repair the computer together, and repaired it together.

At this time, if she has yin and yang eyes, she will see a man with a long tongue and dressed in black, squatting next to his computer, playing with accessories. In my district, it's strange that the computer can be turned on.

After packing up her computer, she was ready to go out. At this time, the white figure said: "Zhang Xiaoxi, it's her." ”

Xiaoxi came out of the building, along the sidewalk and began to walk to the shop that repaired the computer, because of the lack of exercise, she walked slowly, just when she was strolling, she saw a car in the distance, and the wind shone on her and came over.

Take the coquettish route, come over in circles, and at this speed, she will be knocked off 100 percent! But, but, but she was actually crushed, yes, she was run over to the bottom of the wheel, and the tires of the car were very strange, blocked by her computer.

So when she became a soul, she saw that her entire body had turned into a pulp of flesh and smeared on her laptop. At this time, she saw that there was an extra man dressed in black beside her, and the man didn't pay attention to her, and directly hung a rope-like thing around her neck, and led her away.

Before leaving, she grabbed the notebook full of his own flesh, so he took her broken notebook and followed the two ghosts, and walked forward.

Not long after walking, they actually came to a bus stop, patted the guys with ropes on their heads, and lined up very seriously, waiting for the bus. And the traffic assistant police at the station is actually a guy dressed in white, but they are still wearing ancient clothes, otherwise this scene will not be inconsistent at all.

It's just that in broad daylight, there are actually cars that they can get on, and the cars are full of ghosts who die in various ways, not to mention, she is considered to be more miserable in it. The car drove slowly, and I don't know how long it took, and they appeared in a world with black, or dark, as the main color.

In front of me was a long-distance station, and after a group of ghosts got off the train, they walked forward for a long time and saw a black, black, skull-inlayed, arched gate with a strong sense of antiquity.

There is a long plaque on the door, and there are three gilded characters on the door: Ghost Gate. The only fly in the ointment is that the word is black and yellow, and the whole world is also this eerie feeling.

The ghosts followed the black and white impermanence along the stream, but when they came to pass the door, Bai Wuchang said coldly: "The underworld welcomes you." This is the famous scene of the underworld. Now everyone walks this way, and the next step is to stroll Huangquan Road. ”

The newcomer was in a bad mood, and when he heard this, the expressions on his faces were very tangled and embarrassed.

Only Bai Wuchang, still hanging on the professional smile, giggling and introducing where. A group of ghosts stepped on Huangquan Road, and a group of modern ghosts instantly felt full of grooves.

On both sides of the road, there are two rows of ghost hand trees, which look like trees, but the branches are all dry human hands and arms. The arms on the tree were there, pulling at the vine-like thing on the tree, dangling and dangling.

A group of people can easily think of two rows of children, holding streamers, waving their hands and shouting: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome." ”

Or those ball games, where the cheerleaders in the midfield, are waving the colored balls, shaking and shaking.

It's just that how do you look at it, why is it full of dramatic feelings, okay? The new ghosts behind the black and white impermanence all began to whisper: "Who designed it, it's so stupid! It's better to come directly to a wild road, it's nondescript." Bai Wuchang stumbled when he heard this.

"Yes, yes, it's just a little bit of a shame, and it's out of the sky. You said they weren't tired of shaking like this!" Bai Wuchang stumbled again.

"Seriously question their IQ!"

"Anyway, this job has to be reworked!" they complained like this, and came to a place that looked like an ancient yamen, and the plaque on the door read: Judge Ya.