More than thirty years is a long time for human beings, but for the underworld, it is new.

The shape of the entire video game city looks particularly like a tomb, and in front of the arched gate, there are two female ghosts from the Republic of China period.

"Stop, you haven't paid for the ticket yet."

As soon as he walked to the door, Wen Yiren saw a male ghost being forcibly pushed out.

"Ticket money, the underworld still needs ticket money?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, even if you go to heaven and still have to pay, you're new here, right?"

"I, I don't know how I got here."

"When you die, your family will always burn some paper money for you, even if you don't burn paper money, the house? Car? Or cows, sheep, horses, pigs or something? There is a pawn shop at the end of Huangquan Road, and these things can be pawned for money. ”

The male ghost was obviously very surprised by the humane way of managing the underworld.

He had always thought that the underworld was a terrible and eerie place, where there was nothing but darkness.

I didn't expect ......

"How many tickets are there, I gave them for him."

"Ten thousand coins...... Oh, it's Lord Lethe, Lord Lethe, how dare we accept your front, please come in. ”

The male ghost suddenly turned around, "You, aren't you gentle?" ”

"Uh-huh."

"You're dead too?"

Wen Yiren's little face instantly became gloomy, you just died, no, you were already dead.

"I'm not dead."

"How is it possible, how can you come to the underworld if you are not dead, don't lie to me."

"Who stipulated that you must die before you can come to the underworld, Deng Yujie, it is completely luck that you can come so soon, but even if you get to the underworld, you can't be reincarnated."

Deng Yujie frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

"What I mean is very simple, you are unwilling, you didn't expect that you would die so early."

Deng Yujie was indeed unwilling.

The thought of the fear I felt at the moment of death makes me feel palpitations even now that I have become a ghost.

"Just tell me who the female ghost who killed you is."

"Why did I tell you?"

Deng Yujie sneered, "You definitely don't know that group of people fantasize about you all day long, it's so dirty, the women in your entertainment industry are really dirty." ”

Isn't this Deng Yujiemo sick?

Wen Yiren's eyes sank, obviously angered by Deng Yujie.

"Hey, how do you talk to adults, and you can scold them casually?"

The ghost who blasted Deng Yujie out was unhappy.

The Lethe messenger is the first beauty in their underworld, and he is amazing!

This new ghost really has short hair and shorter knowledge, haven't you noticed that the breath on the adults is different?

Tsk, with the usual style of adults, this new ghost is afraid to be miserable.

Deng Yujie really didn't notice the difference in Wen Yiren, and now, his mind is full of his inexplicable death.

In his eyes, women are terrible creatures, and he was still killed by women.

"Wen Yiren is a play, what adults are not big?"

That ghost immediately gave Deng Yujie a compassionate look, you are finished brother.

Wen Yiren suddenly chuckled, one hand playing with the long hair hanging down on his chest, "Hehe, you say I'm a dramatist?" ”

"Isn't it?"

"It's really interesting, the first time someone, no, you're not even a human now, the first time a ghost has treated me like this, let's say, which layer of the eighteen layers of hell do you like?"

"What do you mean?"

"What do you think?"

Wen Yiren didn't smile, and with a sudden wave of his hand, Deng Yujie found that he had been forcibly taken to a river full of unjust souls.

It feels very bad to him here.