Black and white impermanence took Ma Xiaohan into the Ghost Gate, got on Huangquan Road, and finally walked to the Nai He Bridge, and when he arrived at the Nai He Bridge, Bai Impermanence untied Ma Xiaohan's soul chasing rope. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dear, I'm really sorry, because the underworld has regulations, you must go up, okay, I'm not afraid when I get here, let's drink soup."

"Soup?" Ma Xiaohan couldn't help but be shocked: Could it be Meng Po soup?

"Come, come, drink my Wang Po soup, keep your dream homesickness." An old woman dressed in earth-colored cloth was selling by the bridge.

"Lady Wang, the degree of your wine soup is too high, I'll drink a bowl of it." The ghost residents of a place shouted in Wang Po's shop.

When the ghost residents saw the impermanence of black and white, they immediately got up and said respectfully: "Black master and white master, you two have worked hard. This Suo people's business, no, the errand should have been handed over to the people below a long time ago, and I don't know what Hades thinks, the two elders are all old employees, both cadres are in the ranks, and they are still doing hard work. ”

"Haha, you don't know, do this ......" Hei Wuchang was about to say the reason, but was interrupted by Bai Wuchang.

"Just because you are an old employee, you must set an example, and if you don't do it, you won't do it, isn't that an old qualification and causing trouble to the organization."

As the saying goes: Hades wants you to die on the third watch, and will never leave anyone until the fifth watch. Isn't there still a time difference, and the time difference of this watch is enough to free up a lot of benefits. There is also the annual Yu Lan Festival, which approves the list of ghosts who can go out for a day trip, and so on, all of which are the right of the position of "impermanence". There is also a way to often go in and out of the world by hooking the soul, spending time drinking. How can such a beauty difference make a virtuous person.

"Huh? What about the Meng Po people, how did they change people? Black Impermanence asked.

"Ah, yes, as far as Meng Po's cooking skills in wine and soup can be compared to my Wang Po. I'm an ancestral craft. Wang Po shook the pu fan and said.

"Wang Po, aren't you a melon seller?" Black Impermanence asked again.

"Don't mention it, since the introduction of foreign fruits into our country, the mouths of the people of the motherland have been eaten, and my Wang Po melon farmer chain store has closed down. After going out of business, wasn't he seduced to the underworld by you, a black boy (Hei Wuchang muttered in his heart: It's a seduction, not a seduction). Fortunately, there is also the technology of soju soup, which just replaced Meng Po, who went to travel, to take over this Nai He shop. See those words? Wang Po pointed to a neon sign by the bridge. There are five words flashing on it: Three bowls are not bridged.

"Good guy, this has caught up with Jingyanggang, I have to go back to Wu Song." Black impermanence beckoned Wang Po to serve wine soup.

After Wang Po filled the black and white impermanence, she also filled Ma Xiaohan with wine soup.

"Young man, it's a pity, I died at a young age, come and drink a cup of my Wang Po soup, don't think it's high in degree, it's good for your body." Wang Po diligently poured Ma Xiaohan a glass of wine soup.

Ma Xiaohan thought to himself: Nima, Lao Tzu's body is gone, and he said that it is good for the body. You're really an idiot, after drinking this soup, I guess I don't even know who I am, this is simply trying to erase your mistakes, you must not drink it.

"Ah, Wang Po, this wine tastes really better than Meng Po's burning, happy!" Bai Wuchang praised Wang Po's wine soup.

"How about it, it's better than XO, Moutai, and Wuliangye."

"Look at you, talking and boasting again." Black impermanence answered.

"Why don't you drink it?" Bai Wuchang asked Ma Xiaohan, "This is the custom of our underworld, all the ghosts who pass by the Nai He Bridge have to have a drink." ”

Ma Xiaohan thought to himself: They are definitely tempting me to drink, I am not an idiot, you will not lose your memory if you drink it, I will definitely lose my memory if I drink it, I want to keep my memory and sue the king of Hades, I can't die like this.

"Drink." Black Impermanence urged.

"That, I'm not an adult yet, I can't drink it, Granny Wang, is there any Coca-Cola, and Red Bull is fine." Ma Xiaohan said with a haha.

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Half an hour later, Black and White Impermanence led Ma Xiaohan to continue deep into the underworld.

"Dear, don't blame me for being rude, if you don't drink the soup, you won't have the ability to resist the miasma of hell, and your soul will be shattered." Half an hour ago, Bai Wuchang forcibly poured wine soup on Ma Xiaohan.

Although Ma Xiaohan was too drunk and dizzy, he was very sure that he was just dizzy and did not lose his memory. With the strength of the wine, Ma Xiaohan asked boldly.

"Didn't you say that if you drink Meng Po soup, you will forget the memories of your past and present lives?"

"That's nonsense to write a book, if you forget who you are, how will the judge interrogate you when you get to the Senluo Palace."

"Will I be able to meet Hades?" Ma Xiaohan wanted to sue, for fear of showing Erwuchang, and he was a little unconfident.

"What? You want to see Hades. Black Impermanence suddenly replied loudly.

"Well, it's just curiosity, it's just curiosity." Ma Xiaohan thought that Hei Wuchang saw his careful thoughts, and he was so frightened that he woke up.

"Dear, we don't see Hades a few times a year, but Hades is very busy." Bai Wuchang explained to Ma Xiaohan.

"Ahh No, I want to meet Hades, I have a lot of respect for him, and I ask the two eldest brothers to help, didn't you just say that you want to rate your service? I give you full marks, I give you a thumbs up, and I beg you to let me meet Hades. Ma Xiaohan became scared.

"Dear, we can't help it, but you must give us a full score for our service, you know, not every ghost will be reincarnated immediately, maybe you will have to live in the underworld for a few years, decades, or even hundreds of miles." There is a knife hidden in Bai impermanence's words.

Ma Xiaohan scolded angrily in his heart: Your mother, aren't you a naked threat.

The three ghosts have unconsciously walked into the office building of the prefecture, this office building is like the municipal government in the world, there are various departments, various departments, but there are some ghosts and ghosts shuttling back and forth, and there is also the problem of dress, the ghosts are wearing ancient clothes, looking like costumes, python robes, Luo Yi Jinpa. Walking into the elevator, there is a beautiful elevator lady.

"Two officials, may I ask how many floors you have?" The voice of the elevator lady is very nice.

"Eighteenth floor, identity registry." White impermanence.

"Okay, eighteenth." The elevator lady pressed the elevator floor button.

In ancient times, there was a saying that there were three worlds, namely the fairy world, the human world, and the demon world. The demon world is also called hell, and those who do evil in life will go to hell after death. The more sinful the person, the more he will suffer from hell. Hell is divided into eighteen layers, and the lower the hell, the more cruel the criminal law. Therefore, it is often said that entering the eighteenth layer of hell is the greatest curse against people, hoping that they will not die well. First of all, although these eighteen floors are going up, but the words of the eighteenth floor are too heavy, Ma Xiaohan couldn't help but think in his heart: Could it be that these two guys found out that they had made the wrong person and wanted to kill their souls? Pity me for how I could have encountered such a thing at such a young age.

The eighteenth floor was soon there.

At the Identity Authentication Registration Office of the Prefecture, all the dead souls must be verified here, and then wait in line to enter the six realms of reincarnation according to the various causes and conditions of the past and present lives.

Walking into the registration office is like entering a train station, there are already many ghosts queuing up at various windows, and it is a bustling and prosperous scene.

Ma Xiaohan's heart calmed down a little, as if there were some registration offices in this place. He couldn't help but ask, "What are these ghosts lining up for?" ”

"Hurry up to reincarnate, isn't it time to let go of the second child, and the prefecture has more places for reincarnation in recent times." Bai Wuchang explained.

"Isn't this an identity registry?" Ma Xiaohan asked vigilantly.

"That's right, every reincarnated ghost also needs to be verified and registered before they can be reincarnated." Bai Wuchang explained.

The three ghosts walked straight into a small door, and Ma Xiaohan looked up at the channel sign, which read: VIP special channel.

"Are there any other VIP customers here?"

"Of course, if the emperor or the president comes, he will take this road."

"But I'm not a big man." Ma Xiaohan was a little flustered.

"Oh, but we're big shots, although our position is not high, but our popularity is very high, how can we wait in line. Hurry up and finish our work, we still have to go to the Shih Tzu nightclub for a drink. ”

The three ghosts walked into an office in a hurry, saying that the office was more like a grocery store, and in the middle sat a ghost official wearing an ancient official uniform. He has two horns on his head and looks like a donkey on his face. The appearance of this ghost official really scared Ma Xiaohan.

"Secretary Liu, open the back door, there are too many queues today, hurry up and certify, let's get out of the way." Bai Wuchang said to the donkey officer with a grin.

"It can't always be like this. Our office has rules and regulations. The donkey officer played an official tone.

"Do you know that Leslie Cheung is going to hold a tour of the prefecture next month?" Bai Wuchang asked.

"Of course, I'm a big fan of my brother."

"Uh-huh! See, the concert tickets, although not VIP tickets, but the perspective is very good, you have to know that now my brother's tickets are hard to find, I still got rid of the bull head to help me get it, I am not a fan of my brother, I work so hard, sell favors to get tickets, are all for whom it is hard and sweet. ”

"I know, I know, it's all for me to be sweet." Saying that, the donkey officer snatched the ticket and put it in his pocket, he turned on the computer for the final authentication, "Your name is Ma Xiaohan, come here, I'll scan it." ”

Ma Xiaohan walked over, just like scanning a barcode, and with a "drop", the scanning was over. Facing the results of the scan, the donkey officer's expression became solemn. As soon as Ma Xiaohan saw that there was a door, he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"I'm really not the Ma Xiaohan you're looking for, ask the official to let me go back."