"Boom!"

On the mountain trail, a young man was carrying a bamboo fishing rod and a fishing net with several small fish in his hand, and the majestic rain blocked his vision, so he had to look down at his feet carefully in order not to fall, and at the same time slow down.

"Uncle, what kind of cheating daddy's weather forecast, saying that it won't rain, what is this?" The young man wiped the rain from his face with his hand carrying the fishing net, and muttered and cursed.

"Alas~ I didn't catch many fish today, and my clothes were all wet, which is really unlucky!"

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a bang in the sky.

The young man's whole body shook, regardless of the majestic rain, he looked up at the sky, and complained loudly: "It's not over, even if it's raining, it's still thundering, it's thundering, you still have this kind of explosive thunder, who do you want to scare to death?" ”

"You say!"

"Crack!" Another explosion echoed him.

He shook his body again, and muttered in a low voice: "Forget it, you are the uncle, I can't afford to provoke you, I'll go my way!" ”

The young man was walking, and suddenly, he felt a pull from behind the fishing rod, and he turned his head to see that the fishing line was stuck in a branch.

He pulled hard, but he didn't pull it down, there was no way, he had to go under the tree with the fishing rod, and changed several positions in a row, but he didn't get it down.

"If you can't do it, you can only break the fishing line."

He grabbed the bottom of the rod with both hands and pulled hard.

After a long while, the line was finally torn off.

Glancing at the top of the fishing rod and finding that it was not damaged, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, the fishing rod is fine." This is the one fishing rod I found that I was most satisfied with after searching for half a mountain. This year, they all use shrink rods, and a few know that bamboo rods are the best fishing rods! ”

Hu Hao held the bottom of the fishing rod and paddled back, ready to carry it on his shoulder, the top of the fishing rod rowed from the ground to the sky, just over 90 degrees, pointing straight at the sky, about to cross the remaining 90 degrees.

suddenly

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning strikes the fishing rod.

The white electric snake visible to the naked eye instantly swam to the young man through the fishing rod.

"Ahh

A terrible scream rang out, and the young man fell to the ground in an instant, losing his life.

……

At the same time, in an unknown space, there is a large hall of dark red and black blood, and there are more than a dozen torches on the surrounding walls, and the torches are burning with faint green flames, bringing a faint light to the dark hall, but these fires make the already gloomy hall even more cold.

In the center of the main hall, there are eleven people, one of whom holds a pen in one hand and a black account book in the other. Ten others stood side by side, all wearing black crowns and robes dyed in black, dark red, and deep purple, with wide eyes.

In front of them, a white ball of light floated.

"Is this the ghost app made according to the world called the earth, their so-called smartphone APP?" One of the ten asked.

"Well, that's it!" The other nodded.

"Then let's start selecting people to experiment with this system!" Another said.

"Where to choose? And how to choose? ”

"Since it is made based on information from the earth, let's choose the people of the earth!"

"Just choose the person who just died at this time!" The second speaker said.

"Good!" "Good!"

The other nine nodded their heads in agreement.

……

earth

The rain was still dripping on the ground, on the leaves, on the corpses of the youth.

After a while, an illusory shadow invisible to the naked eye floated out of the young man's body.

Upon careful discernment, this phantom was exactly the same as the young man.

The young phantom looked at the corpse on the ground, first confused for a moment, and then as if remembering something, he muttered, "Yes, I am already dead, or I was killed by thunder!" This is my corpse! ”

The phantom looked at himself again, and then muttered, "It turns out that people really have souls when they die, so am I a ghost now?!" ”

"It doesn't matter, anyway, if you don't get killed by lightning this time, you won't live long."

The young man was surprisingly calm when he learned of his death, his parents were in a car accident when he was eighteen years old, and he was hit by a driver, who escaped and has not been caught until now.

With some savings left by their parents, the young man completed his studies part-time, and then joined the workforce and began to work hard to make a living.

It's a pity that the misfortune is not a one-way street, as if God has an enmity with him, and I don't know if it is because he is too tired from work and neglects his body, only three years after graduating from college, he was suddenly diagnosed with cancer, and it is terminal.

The doctor's recommendation is chemotherapy, and you can live one day at a time.

He thought about it, and finally rejected the doctor's advice, and returned to his hometown in the countryside alone, and began to enjoy his last few lives.

The young soul was floating above his corpse, and suddenly, he felt a suction force in the air that wanted to suck him away.

"What's going on?" The youth was a little surprised.

He turned his head to look at the sky and saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

He saw a shadow of yellow sand in the sky, in which there was a majestic but gloomy palace, and a wide and turbulent river, the water was blood-red, and there were countless ugly creatures, humans, beasts, insects and snakes, and the fishy wind blowing in his face.

And on the bank of the river, there is a bridge, and there is a long queue in front of the bridge, and at the front of the line, there is an old woman with a bowl of soup in her hand, and the young man of the soup just glances at it, and there is an indescribable taste. The past is always the same, one by one in my mind, and all kinds of emotions are haunted in my heart.

A sour heart for no reason,

"Mom and Dad, I'm looking for you!"

Strange to say, the phantom in the sky was obviously far away from the youth, but he could see it carefully.

The young man flew higher and higher, and soon approached the phantom.

"It turns out that after death, people are not black and white impermanence to hook their souls, but are directly dragged into the underworld by an inexplicable ability."

The young man thought as he flew.

Finally, the young man came to the phantom, and he found that there was a barrier between the phantom and the world of realization, separating the two worlds.

Then he felt an inexplicable feeling, as if he had traveled through time and space, suddenly from one dimension to another.

Don't ask him why he feels like time travel, he doesn't know, he just feels this way.

"No wonder you can't find an underworld on Earth, it turns out that the two are not in the same dimensional space!"

After Lu Tianyi entered the underworld, he didn't have time to carefully observe the environment inside. Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and then he saw ten people who seemed to be the masters of the undead, staring at him deadly.

Next to the ten men, there was also a man with a brush in one hand and an ancient account book in the other.

Looking at the people in front of him, and then thinking of the place he was in, the young man's pupils suddenly shrank.