I gasped heavily, I only wanted to avenge the village chief, I didn't know that my body had begun to change drastically, but I was not afraid of my unkempt rush over, I let out a strange scream, recalling the scene when I was a child hoeing in the field, and I didn't care about 3721, I just took his head as a pinch of leek, and cut it down with a sickle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time almost cut off half of his head, purple brains flew all over the sky and were slimy, and then I stabbed him with my backhand, and this time it happened to be a clean and neat one, the break on his neck was very smooth, and the purple blood stood like a pillar, and it took a while before it came down and slowly descended until it dried up.

After a long time, I came back to my senses, and after a while, I felt dizzy in my head, I picked up the village chief's cigarette pouch and pot and looked at it carefully, although the carving is not exquisite, but the long-term play still wrapped it in a thick layer of pulp, and it was slippery in my hand, like a piece of ice at room temperature.

I stepped forward and kicked the dead living sha, the headless body looked much more delicate, and the village chief's cigarette pouch pot still had a faint smell of inferior tobacco, I sighed, put away the soft body and the severed head I had chopped up, and then swiped my fingers in the air, turned around and came to the underworld.

I came to the registration office with a familiar car, and at this time there were more than a dozen ghost masters one after another, and there were ghosts of different shapes bound in front of them, although everyone was very cold to each other, and they were all very arrogant, but since they saw the living demon in my arms and the twelve blood hook sickles on my back, they all converged a little, and I pretended to say: "It's cold in high places." Then he showed a vicissitudes of life, as if he was already a weathered master.

After registering, I found Hei Wuchang with a relaxed face, the main purpose is to ask why he wants to let me go at the moment of life and death, Hei Wuchang shook his head after listening to my narration, let out a sigh, and after a while, he frowned and said: "You must be as careful as possible in the future, but you must be careful not to be caught by ghosts." ”

I asked, "Why?" I can't die anyway. Hei Wuchang stretched out his hand and patted my head, and said: "If you think that the life of the ghost master is endless, then you are wrong, the ghost master is a profession, a channel to atone for sins and pay off karma, just a ghost and not a priesthood, of course the life span is not endless, and naturally there will be a day when it will wither, otherwise how can it be your turn?" ”

I nodded, then shook my head again, and asked, "Then why didn't that creature kill me earlier?" ”

Hei Wuchang held his forehead a little helplessly, and said: "If there is only one life for the ghost master, then simply all the beings imprisoned by the underground government will go to catch the ghosts." You don't use your brain to think about it? ”

"yes," I said, "how many lives can I have?" ”

"Finally got to the point." Black Impermanence said, "Each ghost dispatcher has three lives every day, and the next day is reset, and it will not be stacked because of your merits or carefulness, that is to say, you can be killed twice a day, the third time is your last life, if you are lucky enough not to die, it will be reset the next day, if you have a life in a row, then your ghost dispatch career will be over." ”

"What about after that? What will happen? ”

Hei Wuchang slowly pointed to the eighteenth layer of hell with sparks in the distance, and said, "Then your soul will be sent there to pay off your unfinished karma through the punishment of the long years. ”

"Three of a kind is better than nothing, but if you let the car hit you on the road, wouldn't it be a loss?

"You can rest assured that nothing else in the yang world can hurt you except ghosts."

"Now I'm relieved."

Hei Wuchang looked at my face and then said slyly: "But you'd better be honest with me, remember that people are watching the sky, don't think that you can't die in the yang world and you can do nonsense, you must know that there is no shortage of little minions like you in the underworld, as long as the king of Hades is willing, playing with you is no different from killing an ant." ”

Hei Impermanence's words made me a little hairy, I stammered and nodded yes, the previous confidence was instantly wiped out, Hei Impermanence looked at me a little embarrassed, and said sharply: "But don't be too discouraged, the Difu still values talents very much, as long as you do a good job, to a certain point, some things will turn a blind eye even if the Difu sees it." ”

"I see." After saying goodbye to Hei Wuchang, I exchanged a few words with the jailer outside the door and left the underworld.

Back in the mountain village, I stood on the once bustling dirt road, looking at the dust rolled up by the wind, and a sorrow rose in my heart. I walked stiffly into the village chief's house, the old wooden door was still swaying in the wind, but the smell of dry tobacco leaves was missing, and the old village chief was squatting on the threshold.

The village was deserted and empty, and I spent two whole days digging a big pit on the top of the hill and throwing all the corpses in the village, and then I took out the gasoline from the car and poured it all on the corpses.

I lit the village chief's cigarette pouch and pot and threw it down along with the matches.

It rained heavily that night in the mountain village, and I knelt in front of the villagers' graves, tears and rain intertwined on my face.

The next morning the rain stopped, I staggered to the village, without thinking about advice to the village chief's house, suddenly threw myself on the bed, in my confusion a whisper broke into my ears, I suddenly sobered up a lot, followed the sound I saw the cellar outside the window, could it be that there is something unclean here? I took off the hook and sickle on my back and held it tightly in my hand, and with a sudden lift of my left hand, I lifted the stone on the cellar behind me, and then I swept my eyes in, and saw two children, one older and one younger, hiding inside, and the older one telling stories to the younger one.

The two of them were frightened by my sudden suddenness, and quickly looked up and found that it was me, I smiled at them and stretched out my hand.

Then I learned that their parents hid them here when they were about to lose their minds, and as for why they didn't become hairy monkeys, the simple reason is that they don't drink.

It seemed that the two of them were the only ones left in the village, and they seemed to know that their parents were ...... Looking at their helpless faces, I decided to adopt them and run with me to the snowy mountains.