Chapter 079: Canned Meng Po Soup

"Grunt~" The stomach protested again.

Qiao Keer couldn't stand it anymore and sat up from the bed suddenly. Put on your slippers and walk lightly downstairs, wanting to go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to fill your stomach.

She opened the refrigerator door expectantly, only to be disappointed......

In addition to the drink mineral water, there was only a bag of hard slices of bread in the refrigerator. And I don't know how long I've been leaving it, so I can't eat it at all.

Leaving the kitchen, she saw the door of the study on the first floor open, and a strange black sign hanging above the door.

She curiously walked to the door and looked, black and white impermanence sat on the sofa facing each other, not knowing what they were talking about. They heard footsteps and glanced back at Qiao Keer.

Black Impermanence was still indifferent, with no expression on his face. Bai Wuchang was very enthusiastic, poured her a cup of hot tea, and beckoned, "Little girl, come and sit."

Qiao Keer was not so afraid of them now, and boldly walked in. "What are you guys up to?"

"Overtime." Bai Wuchang shrugged helplessly.

"Ding-" The black sign above the door suddenly beeped.

"Here we are." Black and White Impermanence stood up and walked to the desk in the center of the room and sat down.

After a while, a newly dead ghost walked in through the door, looked at the surroundings and stopped in front of black and white impermanence.

"Zhou Fuxiang, 65 years old, died of myocardial infarction." Hei Wuchang opened the book of life and death, and said coldly: "Sign and press your handprint, go down and line up to report."

"I'm ......" The Revenant looked down at his hazy body, still a little unable to believe that he was dead. Am I really dead? ”

Bai Wuchang raised his hand and waved, and the whole process of his rescue in the hospital, and finally the doctor announced his death in front of the dead soul.

"It turns out that I really died......"

"Here's your queue number." Hei Wuchang handed him a gilded card with the number 8347 printed on it.

The Revenant takes the card and disappears into thin air.

“8347…… Is the underworld so lively? It's all in the thousands. Joker put down her teacup and looked up at them.

"Hmm~" Bai Wuchang nodded and explained: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal reincarnations, and there are many people who die unexpectedly. Fortunately, the prefecture has kept up with the progress of the times, and now the computer enters the ghost files, and our work is much easier. ”

"Such a powerful ......" Qiao Ke'er blinked, the underworld was completely different from what she had imagined before.

"There's something more interesting, would I like to take you down to see it?" Bai Wuchang hooked the corners of his lips and suddenly took out the soul hook lock.

"Uh......" Qiao Ke'er quickly waved his hand. Still don't use it. ”

"You're welcome, ...... anyway"

"Alright, don't scare her." Hei Wuchang interrupted him coldly.

"Old Black, you're getting more and more bored." Bai Wuchang shook his head, and suddenly took out a can of drink, which was printed with the words Meng Po Soup. "I suggest you drink a can of Meng Po soup and forget about those ......"

"Meng Po soup?" Qiao Keer suddenly got up from the sofa excitedly, took the Meng Po soup in his hand and looked at it carefully, and there were words candy flavored on it. "Wow, that's amazing...... Canned Meng Po soup, and a variety of flavors to choose from? ”

"yes." Bai Wuchang nodded and continued: "No way, in the past, the revenant always complained that Meng Po soup was too unpalatable, and he was not satisfied with the green onion and coriander, so he had to change the taste......