Fan Ren, in addition to his special name, is handsome. A good college graduate, who has just passed the final exam in a very dangerous and dangerous way, is about to take the train home from school, when he encounters a storm that occurs once in 60 years. But an hour. The water on the street was already up to my ankles, almost to my knees.

"Poof! It's really fatal. It can't be that the Dragon King drank too much. Fan Ren looked at the wide road, which had now turned into a big river, the wave was wide, but fortunately, because the water was too deep, there were no vehicles of any kind on the road, and only a few iron points that were vaguely broken down on the road could be seen in the distance.

The cold ice rain slapped indiscriminately on the face. Heavy rain has affected the line of sight. Fan Ren gritted his teeth and made sure that this height would not drown him. Resolutely decided to go into the water.

Feeling his ankles swishing cold, Fan Ren felt furry inexplicably, and his back began to feel cold: "Hallucination." It must be a hallucination. ”

Suddenly, Fan Ren's foot touched a hard thing, and before he could react, a powerful electric current made Fan Ren instantly begin to twitch, stumble, and fall headlong. The huge force knocked the hard manhole cover of a drainage outlet at his feet away, and Fan Ren, whose head was bleeding, fell into the drainage outlet opened in advance. Lost consciousness on the spot.

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"No more...... I can't drink it anymore,"

Fan Ren, who was in a daze, felt that he had a dream, and in the dream, the dogs in his dormitory once again organized a collective outing, and they drank it. Four people and two cases of wine quickly bottomed out.

Half-asleep Fan Ren. complained in a daze: "What a broken wine, a smell of water!" ”

"Smack!"

There was a thunderclap in my ears. Fan Ren was so frightened that he suddenly opened his eyes, and a man in ancient Chinese clothes sat behind a mahogany bookcase. Holding a shocking wood in his hand, he looked at Fan Ren with a serious face.

"I'll go! Lord Chenghuang! ”

looked at the man in front of him who was dressed as an ordinary civil official in ancient times. Fan Ren looked surprised. This is not the last time I visited the temple fair, how did the city god worship in the temple live?

The middle-aged man dressed as the city god stroked his beard and shook his head: "It's not that I'm alive, but you're dead, little ghost." ”

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"I'm just dead?"

After repeated confirmations, Fan Ren accepted the fact that he was dead. Even if you don't want to, you can only face it calmly. However, after a pause, Fan Ren still asked the doubts in his heart: "Lord Chenghuang, since there is really a Chenghuang in the world, shouldn't a dead person like me go to the underworld to prepare for reincarnation." ”

The city god stroked his beard and smiled. looks like a powerful middle-aged and elderly star who has received a bunch of advertising endorsements. How do you look at it, he looks like a big guy: "That's how it was...... However, in the past few hundred years, the ten great worlds under the control of the Heavenly Realm and the Hades, as well as the three thousand small worlds, have expanded to a great extent, in today's terms...... There are many, many parallel worlds, and below, there are really not enough people, and the gods of the underworld and us have cried many times. If you want me to send a group of servants down, it's a pity that it is not easy to become an errand servant of the underworld. ”

Looking at the sighing Chenghuang Ye, Fan Ren, who was stunned when he listened, hesitated for two seconds, and finally captured the key to this passage: "In other words, do I have the qualifications to become a ghost!" ”

The city god nodded, smiled slightly and stroked his long hair: "Your soul was not detained by the servants of the underworld, and was originally intended to become a lonely ghost with nowhere to live, but you happened to float to my temple. People like you...... To put it bluntly. out of 100,000 people. There may not be such a one, of course, maybe the unlucky way of death is also a reason. ”

Fan Ren was slightly stunned, thinking of something. subconsciously blurted out: "Lord Chenghuang, you are quite down-to-earth." Why are you still talking to me as a dead ghost? ”

"You little ghost." Lord Chenghuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently threw the startling wood in his hand, which smashed right on Fan Ren's head: "Don't you know that you can't talk nonsense in front of the true god...... I am worshiped by incense, blood eats one side, what's wrong with connecting with the earth? Tell me about it, in the world of the Ten Directions, have you found a living ghost? There are only the souls of the dead. can be called a ghost. ”

Fan Ren scratched his head, and smirked for a while: "It's also ......."

Chenghuang was angrily blown by Fan Ren's almost lost mind...... This newcomer can't do it...... I'm afraid that when I didn't die, I was hit by a curb stone and broke my brain......

Chenghuang sighed and waved his hand. Anyway, it is also a ghost who has successfully traveled to the City God Temple, and it can barely reach the standard of being on duty in the underworld, which is better than nothing.

"Imp...... Come and register and make a book. I'll send you down there, and take a servant, and if you're lucky, you'll be in a few hundred years." If you get a small official body, you can be regarded as getting rid of the pain of reincarnation. ”

As he spoke, Chenghuang flicked his wide sleeves, and an earthy yellow halo shot out of his sleeves and landed on Fan Ren's palm.

The light dissipated, and a thick booklet appeared in Fan Ren's hand, only to see that the booklet was a palm's width and twenty centimeters long, and each page was a thick mulberry paper, woven into a volume with black cotton thread, in the upper right corner of the book cover. Inside a small box with a red background, something is written in black ghost-like font......

The handwriting is too sloppy. Fan Ren really didn't recognize it.

"Hey! Little ghost, I told you from time to time, don't you talk nonsense...... Neither is it okay to slander the belly. ”

Fan Ren looked stunned. looked at the city god who was about to jump out from behind the table and beat people...... I'll go! Can this Chenghuang also read minds?

It seems to have seen through Fan Ren's thoughts. Lord Chenghuang returned to his original unfathomable appearance, and gently stroked his beard: "Read minds, but everyone has a god position." Enjoy the essential skills of the gods on the way to incense offerings. ”

When Fan Ren heard this, he immediately put the messy thoughts in his head into the recycling bin, and then stood up obediently. Listen to orders.

"That's it. With you little ghost. There's not much to say. ”

Lord Chenghuang waved his hand and looked at Fan Ren with a tired look: "You have been me for nearly sixty years." Brought the most ...... Special ghost messenger candidate,"

As he spoke, Chenghuang took out a well-made brush. On the brush, it is suspected that something similar to cinnabar is used as pen and ink, and the city god gently threw the brush into Fan Ren's hand: "Sign the yin and yang deed, I will send you to the underworld, and you can directly report to the eighth master." ”

"Eighth master? Which Eighth Master? ”

Fan Ren looked at Chenghuang with a blank face, as a little Mengxin who had not yet joined the company, he saw the Chenghuang at the level of the county magistrate at the beginning, he was already confused, and now there is an eighth master, Fan Ren always has the illusion that he is watching a Manchu court drama.

"Which other eighth master can there be...... The underworld is black and impermanent, Fan is not saved, Fan is eight masters. ”