"Mr. Tang! Tang BOSS! Oh no! The guest of the king's room who stayed in last night, he, he hung up! ”

The housekeeper Crisp Tea shouted like this, and the tone of burning his eyebrows made Tang Wan, who had just slept for a long time, smash a pillow without opening his eyes.

Then, there was an angry roar: "Let him come back to life if he hangs up!" If you quarrel again, I'll fire you! ”

"No, it's not a game, he's dead!" Crisp Tea also yelled outside the door.

Tang Wan was agitated and sat up from the bed suddenly, "Dead? ”

I don't know if she sat up too suddenly, her eyes went dark, and she fell back on the bed.

……

And then things got weird.

"Tang Wan, female, the innkeeper of the evening breeze, her hobby is counting money and playing games, right?"

"It's me, but—"

But what is the situation now?

Is she dreaming?

This bearded uncle, who is holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, dressed up to follow the TV, is interrogating her?

"You killed a high-ranking person in the underworld, and now he wants to sue you, the eighteen layers of hell and compensate him, you can choose one yourself." Uncle Beard announced with a blank face.

Tang Wan was dumbfounded: "No, who did I kill?" Are you guys filming TV? I'm telling you, I don't do group performances, and my inn doesn't rent out! ”

This dream is so weird, wake up quickly, wake up quickly!

Crisp tea that Jiaqiu, why don't you come to quarrel with her!

"Last night, the guest who lived next door to you was noisy to death by the sound of you playing games."

"? And this way of dying? Tang Wan was simply stunned, could this bearded uncle be too sloppy?

However, before she could question, the scene in front of her changed, and she was no longer in her own room, but a group of imps with a large cauldron, surrounded by fire, and she felt her skin ache.

Then, she watched as two imps carried one of them into the cauldron, and with a snort, she smelled the smell of meat, and she was so frightened that she jumped several steps backwards and stepped on Uncle Beard's feet.

"Believe it now? That high-ranking person is going to cross the catastrophe, and you will be killed, and the reincarnation plan will be disrupted, either you will be thrown into the oil pan and fried to pieces, or you will compensate him-"

"I choose compensation!"

Even if she was dreaming, she wouldn't be stupid enough to experience what it was like to be fried, would she? This dungeon is really perverted!

"Very good, originally his life should have been to get married and have children, normal birth, old age, sickness and death, because of you, the plan went wrong, you must compensate for the tenth life and help him find true love, otherwise, you will still come back here."

Uncle Beard took a pen to write and draw in a notebook, and his expression was serious.

Tang Wan, who still thinks that he is dreaming, is very reluctant in his heart, "Ten? I said, uncle, what if someone forgives me? You're forcing me so much, isn't it? ”

If what she just saw was the scene of the eighteenth floor of hell under the oil pot, this person who kept writing with a pen was the judge of Lord Yama, right?

"Hehe......"

Uncle Beard sneered, Tang Wan's eyes turned, and he was standing in his inn again, but it was the guest last night, the room!

Tang Wan has an impression of this man, because he is very handsome!

It's a pity that she looks so good and dies like this, but why is it said that she killed her?

"Now that you're in his dream before he died, you can ask him if he'll forgive you." Uncle Beard's words rang in her ears, and at the same time, the man's eyes opened.

"Who are you?"

Late at night, there was an extra sexyly dressed woman next to his bed.

Tang Wan showed an embarrassed and polite smile, and said nonsense: "Actually, this is the gentleman, I am the goddess you imagined, and I can help you realize a wish~"

"Sleep?"

"What?!"

"Since it's a woman I imagined, can I sleep?" He unceremoniously dragged her onto the bed.

...... "Nima, Uncle Beard, your so-called high-level is a pervert!"

Tang Wan struggled with punching and kicking in his arms, even if this guy was handsome, even if it was in his dream, she couldn't be taken advantage of, otherwise, Uncle Beard should say that he was not killed by a quarrel, but by a day, a day, a death......

it! Her life is really full of fantasy!

"Wait, wait, I'll ask you a question!" Tang Wan shouted loudly.

The man seemed a little confused, "What else can I imagine a woman to ask questions?" ”

"Damn, otherwise you think you're dreaming?"

"Yes."

“…… Child, believe me, this is a very pure dream, I ask you, if someone accidentally kills you, will you forgive her? Although she completely felt that she was being touched.

But it's the people of the underworld who touch the porcelain, and she can't afford to mess with it.

"Heh, my way of forgiveness is to send him to eighteen layers of hell."

"Uncle Beard! I choose compensation! Tang Wan raised his hand and shouted!

looks like that, does he need someone else to help him go on a blind date!

Before the reincarnation, Tang still had a feeling of being a dog.

……

And now, facing the man who just woke up and was about to divorce her, she wanted to commit suicide!