"Store manager, the breath of the judge's seal has disappeared, has it been found by the people of the underworld?" Mu An is more concerned about this matter now.

The fat store manager shook his head and said, "No, moreover, I found a few lost souls in the database, that is, several souls disappeared." ”

"Is it really gone?" "I went to the morgue of the police station and saw the dead beggar with his eyes gouged out and his heart gouged out. ”

The fat store manager's face was solemn, and he guessed: "I'm afraid that there is something wrong with the judge's seal, and after being in the underworld for so long, I'm afraid I have already had spiritual wisdom." ”

"What can I do? If it keeps devouring the souls of our region, then my points will be deducted. Ah Hu was very anxious, "Hurry up and find a way to get it back." ”

"You said it lightly, you have been in the mortal world for so long, and you haven't even seen a shadow." The fat store manager sneered.

"Okay, the top priority is to deal with the affairs of the store first, and the matter of the judge's seal, the underworld will deal with it." Mu An walked to the front desk and picked up the tablet.

At that moment, the door suddenly opened. Ah Hu smiled subconsciously and said politely, "Welcome." ”

"Mr. Mu'an? Ahh Why are you here? "When I pushed the door in, it turned out to be a red leaf with bursting eyes.

"Ah, it's you, Momiji." Ah Hu was very surprised, he thought that Momiji would stay in the mortal world for several days, but he didn't think that she had already come.

Autumn leaves have been walking in the dim yellow sand for a long time, and it is natural to feel more familiar when you see them all at once.

"I've been walking in the deserted sand for days, and it's great to see you." Momiji breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many days?" Ah Hu was dumbfounded, Momiji had just died in a car accident.

Mu An glanced at the time on the tablet and said solemnly: "Ah Hu, Hongye has been dead for the tenth day. ”

"Dead?" Momiji was stunned, "I, I'm dead?" ”

Ah Hu handed over a mirror: "Miss Momiji, if you don't believe it, look in the mirror yourself." ”

"Ahh Ghost! Momiji threw away the mirror after just one look, "How can this be?" Who are you? You're dead too? ”

How can it be? The horrible woman in the mirror with a brainy face and eyes bursting out can't be her!

The corners of Ah Hu's mouth moved, and he said helplessly: "Miss Momiji, you are a ghost." ”

Momiji didn't believe it, and covered her face with her hands, but the sticky feeling between her hands made her feel a little afraid. She screamed and trotted behind Mu'an.

But this run, the eyeballs that were about to fall out really fell out this time. Falling to the ground with a click, Momiji hurriedly covered the empty eye socket.

Ah Hu picked up the eyeball very thoughtfully, and there was some minced meat stuck to it.

"Well, Ann will see it when she goes back." Ah Hu handed his eyeballs to Momiji, "Think about it, what do you want to cast if you are reincarnated." ”

"Reincarnation? So, this is the Hades Palace? Momiji couldn't believe it, "So you, are you the Lord of Hades?" ”

"Lord Hades, I don't dare to be it, but there is no difference between this place and the Hades Palace." Ah Hu patted the dirt on his hands that didn't exist and sat back in his chair.

"Then let's see how many points you have." Ah Hu opened the information of Momiji.

"What points?" Momiji was puzzled, but Ah Hu didn't bother to explain.

"Miss Momiji, you're Chinese New Year's Eve seven years old today." Ah Hu glanced at her, "Don't lie, here, there are no lies." ”

"Well, age is a woman's secret." Momiji peeked out from behind Mu'an.

"Sit down, I think we need to have a good talk." Hu gestured to the chair across from her.

When Hongye heard this, she could only sit down, and Mu An brought her a cup of hot tea.

"Well, the book in front of you, choose it yourself, what you like to be. However, the points are not necessarily enough, it is just a formality. ”

Ah Hu's blunt words made the fat store manager a little unhappy.

"Ah Hu, be kind to the guests."

Momiji opened the book, and there were all kinds of birds, animals, humans, flowers and plants, but Momiji said, "In my next life, I want to be a man." ”

"Oh? Can I look into it and why? Ah Hu quickly recorded Momiji's words.

"If it's a man, then I can find women at will, and I don't have to be responsible. You don't have to be discriminated against by your parents, you don't have to be sold like an item. Momiji fell into memory.

Momiji was eight years old that year, and she knew for the first time that there was a difference between men and women.

Momiji's father was a drinker, often had hangovers, and often came home late. Her mother is a typical Shu woman, who loves to play mahjong and plays all night.

"You money-loser, stay at home by yourself." After the mother left this sentence, she went out to play mahjong as usual.

She held a small bench and took out her homework book, today's homework is a bit much, she may have to do it for a long time.

She wondered, has her mother forgotten that she is also a woman herself, is that she also a loss of money?

Halfway through the homework, my mother turned back halfway.

"Mom, I'm hungry. What do you eat at night? Momiji asked cautiously.

"Eat, eat, what do you eat? There are sweet potatoes in the kitchen, wash and eat them yourself. After the mother finished speaking, she slammed the door and left, it turned out that she had forgotten to take the money.

Sweet potato, sweet potato again, Momiji sighed. But I can only obediently peel sweet potatoes and eat them.

Momiji is very thin, and because of perennial malnutrition, she always eats a lot of food desperately at school lunch.

Although, everyone finds the school meals difficult to eat.

She is very beautiful, she has been beautiful since she was a child, she is only eight years old, and she is already delicate. But years of malnutrition left her face without flesh and looked a little thin.

It was getting dark, and she didn't know what time it was, so she had to go back to bed.

She didn't dare to turn on the TV or turn on the lights, she was afraid that her mother would come back and carry her to fight.

In her sleep, she seemed to find a trace of warmth, which made her addicted. But suddenly, she felt someone touching her thigh.

She panicked, frightened, and wanted to scream.

"Ah, who is it?" She exclaimed, but the hand that touched her thigh had already gotten into her bottoms.

She was at a loss for what to do, so she could only use her fists to hit the other party desperately.

"Don't move!" The man roared.

"Daddy, is Daddy you? You don't want this, don't do this. Momiji wept bitterly.

"What are you crying about? Lao Tzu is not dead yet! The father was furious and grabbed her neck, "Don't cry, let Lao Tzu go up, if you dare to cry or dare to speak out." Spicy won't let you read. ”

It was the last sentence that made Momiji stop struggling and resisting. Don't let her study, what's the difference between that and killing her?

The hand that was holding her neck gradually loosened as she obeyed, and her father's sinful hand had stripped her of her clothes.