"King Qin Guang. ”

The simple three words did not have any fireworks, nor were they tall enough, but they made Lin Zhihui's hair stand on end, and his back was cold.

If other people see such an ID, they will only laugh, at most, they just think that the person who uses this name has a personality, and the original Lin Zhihui is estimated to only scoff, but now he knows that these are real immortals, at least they are existences that he can't afford to provoke, and the three words of King Qin Guang represent not the reader of the second disease, but the real and real Lord of Yama who is in charge of the first hall of the Ten Palaces of Yama.

Lin Zhihui subconsciously glanced back, there was nothing behind him, there was neither a strange shadow nor a strange atmosphere, Li Ping was sitting on the bed and playing with it, the domestic mobile phone dutifully played its advantages, and the cheerful and noisy game soundtrack could be heard even if he stood downstairs.

In the last chapter, I wrote that the protagonist Hua Bing swallowed immortal medicine and died of an explosion, and there is no place to contact the underworld, I heard that the underworld is not very busy, why does King Qin Guang also have time to read online articles.

Lin Zhihui took a deep breath while thinking nonsense, moved the mouse and pressed it slowly, opening Qin Guangwang's comment.

The opening is still in ancient literary mode, and Lin Zhihui is not in the mood to lament that he is illiterate, so he directly pulls the page to the end.

"Everyone understands the routine of online texts, the protagonist is immortal and immortal. However, now that Hua Bing is dead, don't waste this bridge in vain, and arrange for him to come to the underworld for an experience tour. Now that the various worlds are isolated, there is no communication of information, and the outside world has a bad impression of the underworld, and there are many misunderstandings, which makes it difficult for us to carry out our work. Not only human beings, but also goblins and strange monsters, all think that the underworld is a terrible place, and try their best not to enter the underworld, many of them have been fooled to heaven, ignorant that it is a foreign land after all, and it is even more dire, and the dangers are so numerous that it is difficult to come together. To this end, after deliberation and reporting to the emperor, the king of the Ten Palaces decided to follow the legal realm, carry out publicity, open communication channels, and correct the wrong views of the realms on the underworld. This is a good opportunity. ”

Lin Zhihui was looking at the clouds and mountains and fog, and for some reason, a rapid and loud knock on the door suddenly sounded, startling him to jump up, driving the chair under him, and making a piercing friction sound.

Li Ping was also taken aback by him, raised his head to look at Lin Zhihui in his busy schedule, and saw him standing in place and looking at the door in a daze, motionless, and couldn't help but wonder: "You still haven't opened the door, what are you standing stupidly for?"

As he spoke, he suddenly tilted his head, gossiped at the open computer screen, and said jokingly: "Didn't you just go to some bad website, did you make the police uncle come to check the water meter?"

Lin Zhihui glanced at Li Ping, thinking that the ignorant guy was really happy, he would rather someone check the water meter now, and it would be much better to squat in the bureau than to open the door in the middle of the night and have the king of Yama or some bull head and horse standing outside.

Although the sun has not yet set outside, Lin Zhihui looked out the window, the sky was still quite bright, and he inexplicably felt that seeing ghosts in the blue sky and daytime seemed to be more terrifying.

"Lin Zhihui. Express delivery. The knocker seemed to get impatient, slamming the door and shouting loudly.

Lin Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief, dragged his slightly weak legs and walked over to open the door, and outside the door was indeed a courier brother in a dirty uniform, as well as the familiar beauty box.

"Why didn't you open the door for a long time?" The courier brother complained, taking advantage of Lin Zhihui's inattention, he quickly glanced at the situation in the room, and saw Li Ping, who was sitting on the bed staring at him with big eyes, and looked quite regretful, as if he was quite dissatisfied that he was still alive.

Lin Zhihui also didn't know how to express the courier brother with a lot of inner drama, signed to receive the package and closed the door in one go, turned around and picked up the screwdriver placed on the windowsill, and began to unpack.

"Another spoof courier?" Seeing Lin Zhihui take out a black box and a thick dictionary, Li Ping rolled his eyes and lost interest in exploring: "You still want to think about who you offended, do it every day, don't be a perverted murderer or something." After speaking, the situation seemed to be urgent, so he quickly lowered his head and continued to play the game.

I really didn't see it, Li Ping still has the potential of the Emperor of Truth, Lin Zhihui walked to the table with the manual and the box, the king of the underworld Yama or something, it is much more emotional than a perverted murderer, and it sounds more stylish.

Picking up the chair that had fallen to the ground, Lin Zhihui put the heavy instruction manual on the table and began to look at the box on it.

The box is not very eye-catching, black like a piece of charcoal, there is no weight, open it and put a small porcelain bottle inside, about three inches, pure white, shake it and can't hear the sound, Lin Zhihui didn't open it, put the bottle back, the manual was directly buckled, open it and see.

"To sum up, this is your tip. ”

After that, all tips will be sent in kind, and the amount of tips in the book review area is for reference only. ”

"This thing is called Xuanmo, which is used by the ten halls of the underworld to write the book of life and death. (One drop)"

"Potency: Normal. ”

"Effect: It can induce the soul of a person into the underworld, and the mana lasts for six hours. ”

"How to use: Mortals hold a judge's pen, use this ink to write the surname of the mortal world, and the ghost of the underworld can detain the soul of the underworld. ”

"Precautions: Do not have evil thoughts when using, do not use this thing to kill people, do not use it for improper purposes, Xuanmo is a spiritual thing of heaven and earth, gather the world's most yin qi, put it under the scorching sun and lose its effectiveness, if you use it for evil, it will inevitably attract ghosts haunted, fierce spirits possessed, and caution is precautioned. ”

A sense of uncertainty came to his face, Lin Zhihui picked up the bottle and opened it, there seemed to be a shallow layer of black liquid in it, saying that it was a drop, at most a drop the size of a mung bean, even the thinnest quill was not enough to write a word, not to mention that he had to use a judge's pen, it was estimated that when he became a judge of the prefecture, there was hope that he could use it.

Lin Zhihui pursed his lips, closed the cap of the bottle tightly, and put it back in the box, although he got such a peculiar reward, he still didn't understand what King Qin Guang meant, how to write this article.

However, he soon found out that he was unfounded, and he didn't know when, under King Qin Guang's comment, there was another paragraph.

"The tip has been prepaid, and my requirements are very simple, I only need to promote the scenery of the prefecture, introduce the customs and habits of the prefecture, the comfort and entertainment of the residence, and various preferential reincarnation policies and policies. This is only the first step, just to draw the attention of the worlds to the underworld. There are still many opportunities for follow-up cooperation, as long as you write more plots involving the underworld and vigorously promote it for us, the benefits and rewards will naturally be endless. ”

"Propaganda Difu?!" Lin Zhihui's fingers held the mouse stiffly, his scalp was straight, he didn't know that he was so good, and he was actually appointed as the spokesman of the underworld.