When Leng Binghan regained consciousness again, there was chaos in front of him. As far as the eye can see, it is as if there is a thick film wrapped around it, revealing some turbid light, making the whole space seem a little ethereal.

"Huh, what's going on? Where is this? Leng Binghan scratched his head, a little confused. Didn't you bury yourself under the rubble of the collapsed building to save the little girl named Lingling? He tried to think about it, and the feeling of being unable to breathe in pain and bursting the blood vessels in his body at the moment when he was hit by the falling cement block seemed to be very clear in his mind, making him tremble with fear.

Why did he run to save people on impulse, when did he become so brave? Leng Binghan smiled bitterly and shook his head, he couldn't believe that he, who had always been cautious and never dared to do anything out of the ordinary, dared to run to save people in such a dangerous situation, and he didn't know if he had eaten leopard gall.

He carefully examined his body, and there was no damage, even the head that was broken in order to escape for his life did not even have the slightest scar, and he did not feel any discomfort on his body.

"How is that possible?" Leng Binghan couldn't believe it, no matter how clever his medical skills were, he couldn't recover so thoroughly, right?

Could it be?? I'm already dead? This terrifying thought suddenly popped up in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel chills all over his body, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it, he was not yet thirty years old, there were many shortcomings in life, and there were still many unfulfilled wishes, and sometimes when he was bored, he had thought about how he would end his life in the future, he had thought about dying, he had thought about dying, he had thought about car accidents, but he never thought that he would die young in such a way.

He told himself that it must not be like this, someone must be joking with him, he expected the answer to be revealed in the next second, and one by one familiar people smiled and said, look, I finally lied to you, hehe. However, when I touched myself and looked around, the thought that I was dead grew like spring grass and took over my entire mind. He is not a person who likes to deceive himself and does not dare to accept reality, if he is not really dead, how can he be in such a strange place, and he is unharmed?

As a modern person in the 21st century, although I have known some legends about gods and ghosts since I was a child, from the ghost stories I heard when I was a child to the mysterious and somewhat superstitious stories of the old people, from Journey to the West to Liaozhai, from the White Snake to the Legend of Shushan Swordsman, and then to various online novels and various gods and ghost novels, but I always think that it is just a legend, he still believes in science very much, which are all attributed to superstition by him. But now his faith has wavered.

It's already like this, accept the reality! He smiled wryly and told himself. Thinking about it like this, the original panic and uneasiness suddenly alleviated a lot. I didn't expect that people really have consciousness and soul when they die, although this is somewhat contrary to their beliefs, but it is better than being wiped out by themselves, and there is nothing left, right? Thinking of this, my heart seems to be more comfortable. Leng Binghan is very good at comforting himself, although this Ah Q-style spiritual victory method is shameful to many people, but it is also a way for him to live as soon as possible, after all, happiness is a day, and unhappiness is also a day, why not try to make yourself happier?

"Is this the legendary underworld?" Leng Binghan looked around and walked slowly forward, thinking, "Why don't you see black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face?" Will there still be ten halls of Yama? What are the eighteen layers of hell like? I don't say I'm a good person in my life, but I haven't done anything bad, not to mention that I died to save people this time, so I shouldn't be punished to suffer in the eighteenth layer of hell, right? It's a pity that my parents have raised me for so many years, and I haven't had time to repay them......" He kept thinking crankily all the way, thinking about this and there for a while, completely illogical and organized, but this can't be blamed on him, anyone who can still maintain complete sanity and logic in such a situation is really too exaggerated.

I don't know how long I walked, but Leng Binghan realized that no matter how he walked around, there was no change in the surrounding environment, no sound, no living beings, and no references, as if there was nothing in the whole world except himself.

He didn't believe in evil and ran away for a while, jumping here and there, planing there, or bending over, lifting his legs to do exercises, or learning to do two punches on film and television, and after a long time, he didn't feel tired or made any new discoveries. It wasn't until he felt bored and bored that he lay down and thought left and right, where the hell is this? If it's really the underworld, how come there are no other ghosts? Why didn't black and white impermanence come to detain me to walk through the Yellow Springs and cross the Nai He Bridge? If not Hades, where is it? Oh my God, if you die, you want your soul to be imprisoned forever in a place of infinite emptiness, right? That would be tragic...... He thought about a lot of things, but he didn't know what to think about, until in the end he didn't think about anything.

There was no hunger, no drowsiness, no metabolic characteristics, no change of the sun, moon and stars, and time seemed to stand still here. Fortunately, Leng Binghan can be regarded as a person who can endure loneliness, he is originally very quiet and not moving, and he has long been accustomed to being alone alone, if he were replaced by someone else in this bizarre place, he may have gone crazy a long time ago.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's 10,000 years, maybe it's just a moment, when it's so cold and boring that I feel like my consciousness is about to rust, the surrounding scenery suddenly changes, it becomes so abrupt, so fast, as if there is no warning in a sunny day, a lightning bolt suddenly pierced the sky, and suddenly disappeared without a trace. But it feels so natural, obviously very abrupt, but it makes people feel that it is natural and natural. These two very different feelings are mixed together to form a different kind of contradiction.

Leng Binghan has not yet reacted from this contradiction, he is already in the valley of birds and flowers, the breeze is blowing, the fragrance of flowers is bursting, the crisp and pleasant birdsong is endless, and the light smoke is passing by, rendering this space as if it is real and illusory, as if it is in a fairyland. If it weren't for the fact that the chaotic environment had impressed him too much, he would have thought that this was the place he had been in all along.

Could it be that this is paradise?

"What's the fuss? Come with me! Just before Leng Binghan could react, the sudden sound in his ears almost frightened him to sit on the ground. He hadn't seen anyone else for so long, hadn't heard a human voice, and suddenly this voice surprised and delighted him.

He raised his head and looked, and a white and chubby middle-aged man appeared in front of him, wearing a white suit, a pair of rimless glasses, and a smile on his face, although not very pleasing to the eye, he was quite amiable. made him feel a lot more at ease.

"I'm sorry, I'm scared of you, come with me!" The middle-aged man reached out and pulled him.

"Where is this? Who are you? Where do you want me to go? Leng Binghan got up and asked. I finally saw a similar kind, and the doubts that had already accumulated were hurriedly thrown out.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't you know everything?" This is the underworld, I'm the famous Bai Impermanence, and I'm naturally here to take you to see Hades. ”

"Ahh Leng Bing Han's mouth opened wide in surprise.

In those endless thoughts in the chaotic space, he had also timidly thought that this was not the underworld, but just another space, and he might not have died. At least that's a good thing to look forward to. Now that I am finally sure that I am dead, although I have been prepared in my heart, there is still some sour hope that my expectations have been shattered. However, what made him even more distracted was not this, but the fact that these netherworlds and white impermanence that completely subverted his consciousness and imagination now naturally surprised him extremely much. There was no way for him to connect everything in front of him to the underworld.

Maybe he has seen too much of this situation, or maybe he has a magical ability to understand what Leng Binghan is thinking, the middle-aged man smiled a little obscenely, and a little proudly, and said: "Who said that the underworld will be cloudy and windy, dark and sunny, and lifeless?" Love beauty, people and ghosts have it, in other words, if you are the king of Hades, you must also prefer this kind of environment! When the environment is good, the body and mind can be happy, and the underworld can go up to Hades, from the middle to the ghosts, and down to the ghosts, so that the quality of life can be better. To build a harmonious underworld, ghosts and ghosts are responsible, hehe! ”

After that, he pulled up and said coldly as he walked: "As for our ghosts, the times are advancing, and we must keep pace with the times, if we are still like the original, wearing white robes, wearing high hats, and sticking out long tongues, we are not comfortable, not to mention that it will be troublesome to frighten you ghosts who have just come, and our government in the underworld also emphasizes smile service and high-quality service, so we must be able to keep up with the progress of the times, so as not to be out of touch with the yang!" In order to develop better, we not only connect with the yang, but also actively integrate with international standards, learn advanced management experience and technology from abroad, for this reason, some time ago I also went to the Western hell to investigate and study......"

I was dizzy for a long time and seemed to have finally digested Bai Wuchang's words, and my heart gradually accepted the new image of the underworld and Bai Impermanence, no matter what, just like this Bai Impermanence said, this is much better than the image of the underworld in the original consciousness, which is simply beyond my expectations and imagination. In this way, it is not very uncomfortable to stay in the underworld, and Leng Bing secretly comforts himself.

Empiricism kills people! Finally, he lamented in conclusion.

Along the way, Bai impermanence chattered endlessly to Leng Binghan to introduce everything in the underworld, in general, the underworld is a transit station, after the death of the ghost comes here, after ruling, different arrangements, because the current population in the world is too large, people's thinking has changed, and the number of newborns has decreased sharply, so the reincarnation quota system is implemented, and the priority of doing good is to arrange reincarnation, and the fate of the next life is preferred, and it will naturally be rich and luxurious. Ordinary people don't have so many quotas, so they have to stay in the underworld to work, accumulating honor points in exchange for the quota of reincarnation, the higher the honor points, the greater the chance of getting the quota, and the higher the selectivity. Those who do evil will first be punished in the hells according to their sins, and then arrange to be reborn as animals in the next life, and continue to cleanse themselves of their sins in anticipation of future reincarnation. It sounds similar to what I have in my consciousness, anyway, you have to do good to have good rewards, and evil deeds must be rewarded.

As for the other netherworld life, it seems that there is not much difference from the yang world, and Leng Binghan also talked about the chaotic space at the beginning, but Bai Wuchang always said that it must be a cold illusion. Ordinary people will come here immediately after death, and the black impermanence or the ghost mission of the special department will arrive here almost at the same time, receive them to the relevant institutions to accept the ruling, and this has been the case for thousands of years, everything is in accordance with the way of heaven, there can be no chaotic space.

"Is it really a hallucination?" Leng Binghan was a little skeptical, but how could that kind of loneliness that seemed unforgettable be an illusion? Although there were still doubts in his heart, since he couldn't get an answer, he quickly threw the matter out of the clouds, after all, everything was over now.

It wasn't important before, it's important to control now.

It didn't take long for Bai Wuchang to take him to a five-story building, and through Bai Wuchang's introduction in advance, Leng Binghan knew that this building was somewhat similar to the American White House he had seen on TV, not very majestic but a little imposing small building was the government building in the underworld, if in the words of the old people, it was the Hades Palace.

Repairing the Hades Palace to look like the White House, this is too advanced, isn't it? Leng Binghan thought a little spoofed, and a treacherous smile appeared on his face. I don't know if the Yama King and Bai Wuchang's supernatural powers understand the cold evil thoughts at this time, presumably if they really understand, I am afraid that they will directly send him to the eighteenth layer of hell, and he will not be able to live forever.

Different from Leng Binghan's expectations, there were no strict guards in the small building, not even a doorman, and the ghosts coming in and out of the door were bustling, all of them in a hurry. There are a lot of offices in the building, and many ghosts come in and out. They are all dressed in fashion, no different from ordinary people, and they look very busy. Watching Bai Wuchang bring a new ghost in and go straight to Hades's office, all the ghosts cast stares of astonishment and amazement, the busy rhythm they had formed for thousands of years was slowed down, and there was even a small chaos such as colliding with each other and taking the wrong thing.

In fact, this is inevitable, first of all, not to mention that Bai Wuchang's status in the underworld is quite high, except for the judge of Hades, it is black and white impermanence, and secondly, it is bull-headed and horse-faced. In the words of the yang world, Bai Wuchang's status is at least equivalent to the minister of public security in the yang world, and he rarely goes out in person on weekdays, and he is all under his subordinates at all levels to complete the daily work such as the traction and reception of ghosts and the capture of evil ghosts, in addition to these specific levels of ghosts, it is not easy for ordinary ghosts to see black and white impermanence, let alone the king of Hades to meet in person. As the saying goes, "Hades is easy to see, but the little ghosts are difficult" is pure nonsense, just imagine, is the head of state any random person to see?

Secondly, the underworld system is very strict, the process is also very strict, each department performs its own duties, the general new ghost must first go to the immigration department to verify the identity, deeds and good and evil before death, and then the adjudication department will make a ruling and arrangement according to the code of the underworld, and the plan can be implemented after being approved by the judge, and a small number of special ones will be reviewed by the king of Hades and the judge. Hades will only lead the general direction, and the detailed work must be carried out and completed by the following institutions. If it is really like in the mythological story, all the people who die are detained by black and white impermanence, bull heads and horse faces, and dealt with by the judge of the king of Yan, then far from this world, it is only Chinese mainland, thousands of people die every day, and they are not tired to death!

Therefore, this kind of situation led directly by Bai Wuchang to the Hades office has never happened in the history of the underworld, and it is unique.

Could it be that this newcomer has a big background? All the ghosts couldn't help but think of this, and naturally the cold gaze was not ordinary.

Of course, he didn't know about these cold and cold, and he didn't know that he was about to see the king of Yama who wanted to die in the third watch and not stay until the fifth watch, nor did he know that he was about to be received by the king of Yama as a new ghost, setting a record that there were no ancient ghosts in the underworld and no one after him. He also thought that all the new ghosts followed this process.

The office was also very ordinary, at least it looked like his office in the sun, which was a far cry from the luxurious offices he knew.

As soon as he entered the office, a middle-aged man with an ugly face and a jackal on his shoulders greeted him, grinning and smiling, "It's been hard all the way, come and sit." "As everyone knows, this looks even more hideous. Bai Wuchang's eyes couldn't help but widen, he had almost never seen this man smile so flattering and ugly in thousands of years.

"It's not hard, it's not hard!" Leng Binghan also smiled haha, looked at Bai Wuchang with some doubts, but muttered in his heart: Who is this person? It's so ugly, it's just detrimental to the city's appearance.

Bai Wuchang didn't seem to see Leng Binghan's eyes, retracted the kind face just now, and reported to the man solemnly: "Report to the Divine Monarch, Leng Binghan brings!" Then he introduced Leng Binghan: "This is the Yama Divine Monarch!" ”

"What? Is he Yama Lo Wang? Frightened, Leng Binghan stood unsteadily, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

When he first saw it, he thought that this person was a ghost, at most a little higher-level, with a separate office, who knew that this man who looked like a butcher was the legendary master of the underworld, ruling millions of ghost pawns in the underworld, and controlling the cycle of life and death? Even though the cold nerves have been constantly stimulated since the earthquake happened, they have become more numb, but at this time, they are still thundered.

But after thinking about it, with the bright and colorful underworld in front of him and the kind white impermanence as a foreshadowing, it seems that such a king of Yama can get by.

Well, it does look more hideous and scary, sorry for the audience. After thinking about it for a long time, Leng Binghan finally came up with a place where he could overlap the current image with the image of the Yama King in his consciousness.

King Yama waved his hand with some grace, and after signaling Bai Wuchang to go out, he hurriedly asked Leng Binghan to sit down.

"Shenjun is very simple here!"

The cold half of his ass was gently attached to the soft sofa, his waist was straight, his face was a little discolored, and his voice was even drier.

Let him boast of being well-informed and calm, at this time, he can control everything about you without even moving his little finger: life or death, good or bad, rich or cheap, how can he be in a mood like water? Think about it, if the king of Yama arranged himself to be a pig, staying in the pigsty every day, and facing a group of sows every day, that kind of day makes people feel that life is worse than death.

Therefore, Leng Binghan wanted to behave naturally, but he was still a little restrained, not to mention that he didn't know how this boss would judge him, and his heart would inevitably rise and fall and be uneasy.

"Be calm, be calm!" He kept admonishing himself, but his heart was still tight. "It's really useless!" He scolded himself, but the next second he comforted himself: "Phew, try someone else?" Even if the daring Raden comes, he will never act better than me! You know, this is none other than the King of Yama, who is in charge of life and death! ”

"Hehe, drink water first, see your throat is dry. This is not an ordinary product, it is the mysterious and secluded dew that I finally got from Taishang Laojun, but it is terrible, I envied the barefoot immortal and the dragon king of the four seas to death, you can taste it! ”

King Yama seemed to be very satisfied with the cold attitude, and personally brought him a delicate cup, which was filled with a small half cup of emerald green liquid, which gently rippled in the cup, and looked brilliant against the backdrop of the cup's walls, which was dazzling. Far away, a faint but very clear feeling of the fragrance with the curling white smoke drifted over, at first it may feel like a familiar medicinal smell, but after careful feeling again and again can not think of what the taste is, if you really want to describe this fragrance, you may have to use a lot of words, such as rich, quiet, warm, clear, etc., but it does not seem to be completely appropriate, not a person who has experienced it personally, no matter how others describe it, it just feels more and more ethereal and mysterious.

"How dare the kid work for the Divine Monarch?"

Leng Binghan was flattered, and quickly stood up, half-bowed and picked it up with both hands. This respect is not only for the king of Yama, but also for the self-surrender and approachability of the superior and grateful. At the same time, there was inevitably a doubt in my heart: Could it be that King Yama was really so easy to get close to and enthusiastic? This is true for everyone? If not, then why is this the case for me alone? Esteemed? Phew, someone else is the king of Yama, what do you have to honor him? Attract? Climb, what subordinates did the king of Yama not have? What can you do? Neither, but why is that?

After turning so many thoughts in an instant, Leng Binghan did not hesitate to take the Xuanyu dew that King Yama said, and then sat down lightly, and tasted it shallowly, except for the sweetness that could not be expressed in words, a warm current instantly followed Xuanyu from his mouth? Lu went down her throat until she reached the dantian, and seemed to have been in the dantian for a week, and then scattered all over the body along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. It feels like a long time to describe, but in fact, it is just a blink of an eye, and the cold body seems to be bathed in a hot spring in the cold winter, and it seems to drink a glass of frozen Coke in the scorching sun, so comfortable that he can't help but get up.

"Flutter", suddenly a puff of gas rushed straight to the pylorus, and before Leng Binghan could react, a loud fart rushed out, the sound was loud and crisp, and it was particularly loud in this small room.

"Ahh Leng Binghan didn't expect it to be like this, when it was not okay to fart, but how could it be here and now? When is this and what is this place? O in front of the king of Yama! His face suddenly burned red, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to raise his head to look at the king of Yama opposite, and he wished that there would be a crack in the ground that would be drilled down immediately. At the same time, he was also worried: such an uncivilized behavior would not anger the king of Yama, would it? God knows what will happen if you make King Yama angry.

"Good!" The king of Yama applauded loudly, and suddenly jumped up in shock, looking at the king of Yama in bewilderment.

King Yama walked in front of Leng Bing Han, patted Leng Bing Han's shoulder heavily, rubbed his shoulder regardless of Leng Bing Han's pain, and said loudly: "The discharge of turbidity gas proves that it is effective, I said just now, this extraordinary product is carefully refined by Taishang Laojun, which can purify the body, eliminate turbidity, condense essence and spirit, improve perception, help to understand the way of heaven and earth, and improve cultivation." Your body is damaged, and only your soul remains, so it can only help your soul to become more refined, and farting is to expel impurities from your soul. If you still have a body, it's much more than that, haha! Speaking of this, there was a pause, there seemed to be something embarrassing, haha.

Although Leng Binghan didn't understand what the effect of the soul being more refined, he always understood that this must be a benefit, and it was a great benefit, think about it, can Taishang Laojun's things be bad? Can there be anything bad that even the barefoot immortals and dragon kings want to envy? Even if you discount the words of King Yama, this thing is the most inferior of all the things of Taishang Laojun, and it is not comparable to ordinary elixirs.

But such a good thing, why did the king of Yama give it to himself? As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you are either a traitor or a thief, could it be that there is some conspiracy here? There is only joy left, and Leng Binghan still retains a vigilance in his heart. After all, it's the 21st century, and I'm used to all kinds of scams and the hot and cold world, where can I dare to fully believe that pie in the sky can still smash my own things. If you don't have a few more eyes, you don't have to be numb and disbelieving to protect yourself, and you will have been eaten by those liars until you can't even have a bone left.

The more I think about it, the more bottomless I feel in my heart, but on the surface, I still have to pretend to be grateful.

Naturally, the king of Yama showed great generosity and care, and then he talked for a while about the cold family situation, the goals of life, some views and understandings of things, and then complained that the work of the underworld was really not easy to do, the workload was heavy and thankless, and the requirements were too high, etc. Leng Binghan sat upright with his eyes down, listening to more and saying less, either agreeing with him, or agreeing, and patting King Yama's ass from time to time, praising King Yama for his hard work and good governance, anyway, there is no substantive meaning.