"News, big news......" The newspaper seller is rampaging through the underworld, and his voice is as loud as if he has a megaphone. The master of the Floating Life Hall resigned and returned to his hometown to plant flowers......"

"News, big news......" The little ghost is still walking the streets and alleys, promoting back and forth.

The Floating Temple? The master of the Floating Life Temple?

Hearing this particularly exciting news, for a while, the little ghosts rushed up, and the newspaper was quickly sold out, and the rest was being processed...... Other newspapers and periodicals seemed to see a business opportunity and printed them one after another......

In the hall of Hades, the ghost fire flickered gloomily, and the night pearl lit up the entire passage. Go deep inside and you can see the carved beams and embroidered households, flying pavilions and flowing dan, a piece of magnificence.

The fragrance of the silver needles wafted from Junshan, and the tall man in official uniform moved his nose. The overly pale hand that has not seen the light for many years clings to a white chess piece, and then looks up at the man in the green shirt who is as warm as jade on the opposite side, and drops the chess piece carelessly.

The man in the green shirt didn't look at it, so he dropped the black chess piece in his hand.

The man in the official robe stiffened his face and said with a sigh. "You didn't see how competent you were when you were an official, but you became a heartthrob, as soon as I heard the news of your resignation, today's newspaper can sell well!"

"Ordinary people care about people's livelihood, and adults should be gratified." As he spoke, the man in the green shirt dropped a chess piece mercilessly.

"Do you think I should have allowed you, or should I not?" After a pause, wearing a wide robe, he gently stroked the chess pieces in his hand. and meaningful words. "The opinions of the common people are very strong."

"This should be your concern." The doorkeeper put his hand to his lips, and a half-smile appeared in his eyes.

King Yama was in a trance for a while, his expression was a hint of nostalgia, and he muttered. "I don't think it's been a long time since I've seen you smile like this."

"Honestly, I want to find a ghost." The doorkeeper shrugged his shoulders relaxedly. "It should always be inconvenient to be in an official position, and I am afraid that I will live up to their hopes."

"Where do you find the ghost who can't even find my life and death book?" Not long after the chess pieces were played, King Yama was killed without leaving a piece of armor, and he felt that it was not interesting to put down the chess pieces, and his expression was very calm.

"The ghost I'm looking for is gone, and you've probably heard of it. But her three souls and seven souls are lost, but there is always a place for that soul to hold her feet, if you don't look for it, how can I be willing? As he spoke, a hint of pampering fell between the eyebrows of the man in the green shirt, and he repeated it again. It's always something to look for. ”

Looking at the infatuation in the eyes of the man in the green shirt, King Yama said: I always thought that you had a leg with the little girl in the Rasheng Palace, and swallowed it silently. Then don't overdo it, use your hand as a drum to beat the table, and push the chess pieces casually. In 589 BC, Emperor Wen of Sui unified China, ending the situation of more than 300 years of great division, and in 573 BC, Emperor Wen of Sui forbade the private cultivation of national history. The work of spontaneous revision of history has become a cause organized by the imperial court, and the period you mentioned does not exist in the official history, but only in the folk annals, and the picture books have been circulated one or two. So to find such a place, it's hard to be honest. It's even harder to find someone in that place. Actually, I'm not optimistic about you......"

Looking up at the starry sky above me, it was more or less an afterimage left over from hundreds of millions of years ago. You see, as long as it exists, it will always leave a shadow, and even if the white crane flies through the sky, it will also leave an afterimage. After a pause, the man in the green shirt said with a serious face. Even a mirage once existed, but then disappeared. ”

"If you want to enter such an afterimage, you don't even know time and space, so I ask you, are you serious?" King Yama's head hurt a little, and he tilted his head, avoiding the naked eyes staring at him, and finally sighed. "Thinking about a friend in the past, how do you want me to help you, say it." As he spoke, he hurriedly said as if he was afraid of being misunderstood. "I'm definitely going to get paid, don't be sentimental."

"Thank you." In the middle of the sound, the man in the green shirt stood up and solemnly made a note towards the king of Yama.

"You come with me." King Yama groaned.

A hint of clarity flashed in the door master's eyes, and he followed King Yama to the back garden of the worldly hall with very neat steps.

After walking through the nine-song corridor, passing through the strange flowers and plants, and walking out of a pavilion, the king of Yama seemed to have a casual expression, and put his fingers on a hidden hidden grid on a pillar in the pavilion as if stamping, and within half a moment, a mechanism formation appeared in front of him.

The door master followed the steps of King Yama through the trap array, and a black passage was lit up in an instant when the figures of the two ghosts floated to the moment.

King Yama casually took the first candle on the left, and then quietly blew it out, and the row of lights on the left was all extinguished.

The king of Yama slammed the dark wall on the left with his hand, and with three bangs, the wall on the left suddenly collapsed in half, and a door protruded.

"Let's go inside." A smile tugged at the corner of King Yama's mouth, and he took a step back and made a gesture of invitation.

"Shouldn't you lead the way where you live?" The doorkeeper smiled, and his footsteps did not move.

King Yama looked at the door master with a deep thought, and finally took a deep breath, put a veil on himself, and kicked the door open with his foot.

For a while, the overwhelming dust rushed to the bodies of the two ghosts, and the two ghosts instantly became white ghosts.

"I feel a little heavy on the dust on my head." The door master shook his head from side to side to shake off the lump of dust on his head, and said with a little surprise.

"Hahaha..." King Yama pointed at the door master with a white finger full of dust and smiled on the ground, blinked, and saw that the door master could enter as if nothing had happened.

It's very large, full of things, and there is no end in sight.

The left side is littered with all sorts of unrecognizable books and papers, and the right side is littered with scattered items. Every five or ten steps, a dim yellow light appeared on the head.

"What is this?" The doorkeeper casually pulled out a yellowed book that was so crumpled that his handwriting was not even clear, and it was stained with something that he knew if he could call it a book again. His eyes were slightly puzzled, slightly amused, and he looked at King Yama.

King Yama coughed, his face slightly pale in the dust. "This is my collection, no, to be precise, this is a treasure collected by the kings of Yama for generations. I just happened to inherit this position, and it just happened to belong to me. As he spoke, King Yama quickly swept his hand over the dusty bookshelf and said proudly. Most of the things here can't be seen from the outside. Well, there are a lot of wild histories, if you're interested, you can stay and watch slowly, even if it's just a few words, you can find some clues, colleagues for many years, I believe you are a great ghost, come on, I'm leaving......"

"You walked so fast that I thought you hated it." The door master said for a long time behind the figure that passed quickly.

"It's non-existent." In the next breath, the king of Yama, who seemed to have his tail burned by fire, appeared in front of the door master with a swish, smiling.

"Keys." The door master stared at King Yama and said with an expressionless face.

"Phew, what a ruthless ghost." King Yama casually threw the key to the door owner, saying that he could finally walk away with peace of mind. This room is very big, and there are many treasures, so it's hard to come up with them for a while. It's been a long time since I was able to relax. King Yama shook his head helplessly, making a bad friend, it was really a lifelong misfortune......