"What's your name?" asked Eugene enthusiastically, his black eyes shining with innocence. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Impility. In exchange, there was only a cold response from the yang pith, but it was a pity that the child named Eugene didn't know how to look at the eyes, and automatically included the yang pith into his circle of friends.

"Then we'll be friends from now on, hey!"

"Who is with you—" As soon as Yang Ji wanted to refute, the sound of a bell rang in his ears, mellow and loud, and the deep and distant bell rolled in from all directions, like a stormy wave, echoing in his mind for a long time.

The three-tiered platform suddenly rotated, and in different directions, a spiral platform slowly rose from the center of the platform, a bit like a spiral map of genes, except that the platform was made of the bones of living beings, and it was a book that was spread out on the top.

I don't know why, Yang Pi can see at a glance that the book is the book of life and death, but every page of the book is transparent, and the text on it is a black ghost rune, and the energetic ghost rune is not honestly staying, but fighting as if to break free from the page.

I don't know how many times the bell rang, and the nobleman who was originally standing in the front row on the right side slowly floated onto the platform, and the yang pith naturally pulled his neck and looked, not only all of his eyes were taken away by that person.

Landing on the platform like a feather, the man's outfit made it impossible to see whether it was a man or a woman, a delicate robe tattooed with flowers was shining, and there were several gowns with flowing brilliance on the outside, and the waist seemed to be wrapped in several layers, and the wide sleeves of the robe could not even be seen by the hands. The most speechless thing is that the person even wears a veil on his head, and it is not the woman of Allah who was forced by ancient times to have anything to hide.

Yang Ji kept muttering in his heart, and he naturally couldn't get used to these tedious behaviors. But Mrs. Cui Li on the side became restrained and solemn, her hands folded and crossed in front of her chest, as if she was doing some solemn ceremony.

The veil worn by the man on the platform was extremely delicate, and he could see a little outline of his face, and he wore a crown on his head that looked like a flower carving, and the buckle of his chest clothes also constituted a flower posture, and the yang suddenly realized that it might be the so-called family crest, and the history books he had studied recorded that there was a big family difference in distant human society.

When the last bell was transformed into the neighing of the animals, a burst of singing rang out from the ranks of the nobles on the right, and the sound changed from a low voice to a magnificent chant, which sounded very reminiscent of a church choir, and the uniform and melodious singing was like a solemn prayer.

"Close your eyes and listen with your soul," Lady Trili reminded with a smile.

Yang Pi immediately closed his eyes, and at the moment he closed his eyes, Yang Pi saw it, and he saw the environment he was in, like in the universe, surrounded by stars. At this moment, the stars became extremely small, and the yang marrow itself became extremely powerful, like Pangu in the Eastern world, with the stars surrounding the body.

Carefully discerning, he saw the solar system that had become smaller, and reached out to bring it closer and enlarged. Yang Pi was stunned, he actually saw the fiery red sun, the sun in his hand did not have a hot temperature, only the fluorescent red light was as wonderful. With a twist of his fingers, he finally saw the earth in his constantly changing hands, and it was hard to imagine that the earth he once lived on was between his fingers at this moment, at his mercy.

The corners of his mouth floated with a childlike look of joy, and the speed of transformation of the universe in front of him suddenly accelerated, and the trajectory of the stars was almost centered on the yang marrow. He had never seen such a magnificent picture before, and words could not describe the excitement of his heart at this moment.

The flickering scene became blurred for a while, and then looked closely, it slowly dissipated, and the vast universe turned into a white world, and the yang marrow seemed to become smaller and wrapped in this pure world.

The white world suddenly cracked open one after another, and the cracks saw that bright red blood slowly flowed, the interweaving of red and white was strange and mysterious, and the countless gaps of "Bang ......" opened, and countless pairs of eyes were firmly staring at the yang marrow, and the look of those eyes he clearly recognized was the pair of eyes he saw at the gate, but now there were countless pairs of eyes watching.

His body stiffened instantly, and he couldn't even close his eyes to escape the fear of being seen, and in the haze, all the eyes kept overlapping and intersecting, and finally only those eyes remained.

At this moment, Yang Mian finally saw everything clearly, and what appeared in his vision was the picture of the hall of the Academy of the Dead, and the owner of those eyes was the person standing on the three-story platform.

The man's veil had long since disappeared, and his unwavering eyes stared directly at him, and his skin was transparent and white. Standing on the platform turned out to be a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, with short black hair, black lips, and a mole inlaid under his right eye, but it did not affect the young man's delicate face.

There is no emotion in the eyes that look directly at the yang marrow without fear, and the white pupils seem to hide the world.

The shemale! Yang Pi was stared at, and he was very unhappy to be scrutinized like this.

But what happened next made him almost angry, as if he understood what Yang was thinking in his heart, and the nobleman who could be called a beautiful boy looked at him with contempt for the last time, and his coldness and contempt were fully revealed.

Damn! Yang marrow scolded the stinky boy on the stage a thousand times in his heart, no man, no woman, something.

The dead silence in the young man's eyes revealed a color that did not match his age, stretched out his hands to square the pages in front of him, and opened his mouth with a thunderous thunderbolt resounding in all directions, "I would like to welcome you in the name of the supreme book of life and death, from the moment you descend to the underworld to pour the Dharma Body, our souls will fight for the name of the Guardian Dao, please swear with me." ”

Yang Mian never expected that there was such a spirit in such a thin body, this person was by no means as simple as he thought.

Eugene asked in a low voice, "Who is that person?"

Eugene slowly raised his hands, and the penis had no choice but to follow and hug his upper body, only to hear Eugene's whispered reply, "You haven't even heard Yuesheng's name, he is not only a nobleman, but also one of the three elites of the advanced class of the 'Imilan' Academy." He is also the leader of our junior class. ”

"Damn! I actually rode on Lao Tzu's head!' Yang Pi just looked at the guy named Yuesheng unpleasantly, 'What kind of coldness is the little white face!'

"Use our souls to guard the peace of the Three Realms!" Yue Sheng led the crowd to read and prayed silently.

The imprisoned words in the transparent book of life and death suddenly flew out and flew towards the crowd, as if confirming the target.

The fire mark on the back of Yang Piao's hand suddenly appeared, and the black ghost rune from the book of life and death also fell on the back of his hand, and Eugene beside him was in the same state. Yang finally understood that the ghost rune that came was his name.

Little by little, the ghost rune fused with his fire seal and deepened until it finally became one, faintly disappearing.

"Is that a fire mark of you?" Eugene's eyes almost widened, and he looked at it carefully as he pressed it against the back of his penis hand.

"yes, don't you?" asked the impurity.

"I, of course I don't! Only those who have successfully graduated from the Academy of the Dead and become the Immortal will conclude a contract with the bell solver related to the Book of Life and Death! You are amazing!" Eugene said with a look of adoration on his face, looking at him without blinking, although it is not a bad thing to be worshipped, it is still a little unpleasant to be worshipped by a little brat.

"If you want, give him to you!" said Yang Ji indifferently.

Eugene shook his head and shook his head a little disappointed, "The contract can't be changed casually, if I want to graduate from the Academy of the Dead, it will take fifty years, too long is not fun at all." ”

"Fifty years!" Yang Mian almost screamed, but fortunately Mrs. Cui Li stopped him in time and reprimanded, "Stinky boy, don't make any more trouble for me!

Fifty years, fifty years, fifty years! Yang Pulp is full of thoughts at the moment, how to spend these long 50 years? When the time comes, when you are seventy or eighty years old, you will graduate from school, and you will still have a fart! Will you go to a nursing home after graduation?

Actually, the yang marrow is too worried. He has not yet been freed from the shackles of birth, old age, sickness and death in the world, he is an undead, a special soul chosen by the book of life and death. After pouring the Fa, his soul has obtained the eternity of immortality, immortality, time is just a word for the underworld, no one can define the beginning and end of time, everything is determined by the book of life and death, life and death do not give us the beginning and the end.

Fifty years is just a flick of a finger for the underworld, and in the three worlds of unequal time, only the time on earth will not be stretched and shortened, that is, the 'truth and truth' often said by the undead who are waiting eagerly in the underworld.

But Yang Ji didn't know this fact, and he couldn't hear any sound anymore when he was so confused, and he couldn't forget the long years of fifty years in his mouth.

Until the end of the entrance ceremony, the yang pith was still in a trance, and Mrs. Cui Li watched the yang pith fall into a state of confusion again, and poked the yang pith directly with a cane.

The yang marrow was pulled back from the chaos, and at this moment the noble team on the right side of the hall had left, leaving only the civilian team on the left.

On the third-tier platform, Yuesheng waved his hand and motioned for the middle-aged man in a black suit in the front row to step forward.

"Helmer, let's lead you to arrange for enrollment next!" Yue Sheng floated down from the platform after speaking, and walked away, before leaving, he didn't forget to take a last look in the direction of the yang pith, no joy or sorrow, this was the first impression that the yang pith saw from that nobleman.

At the direction of the man named Helmer, the civilians began to form a long line, as if to collect the required authorizations and other items.

The parents of the students stood on the other side of the students, and the sudden flashing line made the yang pith not embarrassed, it turned out that the students enrolled here were much younger than the yang pith, about eleven or twelve years old in human society, and the yang pith was already an adult. When he swaggered through the market, he heard the little ghosts passing by him grimacing at him from time to time, giggling, "Huh! ”

The little ghosts of three, three, five, and five made faces at the yang pith, which was originally a person with a bad temper, and suddenly yelled at the children, so frightened that the children quickly ran to their side to complain.

It's the same everywhere, and Yang Pulp can't help but think in his heart that this place is not much better than the human world. At least in the human world, he has never come into contact with the so-called aristocracy, and it is inevitable that he will have to deal with the nobility in the future.