Jiang Longchang is old and his legs and feet are not good, so he tosses up and down the stairs, although there is an elevator, but it is also a little difficult. If you have to run to the police station again, it will take a lot of effort.

Fortunately, the entire city has expanded with the New Century Urban Area, and there are more areas such as rivers and lakes that did not exist before, but the general layout has not changed.

Jiang Longchang's sense of direction and ability to recognize the road are also extremely strong, in this capital city where there is no southeast, northwest and northwest, following the previous horizontal and vertical streets and buildings to divide the area, and finally found the small blue and white police station.

As soon as Jiang Longchang entered the door, he suddenly found that the police station had changed a little.

Originally, the police station in this capital only had a shape, not a substance, but it was just a simple house like a community guard room with the shape of a police station in the sun. Nowadays, there are a lot of automation equipment in this police station.

Jiang Longchang took a serious look at the "ID card self-service machine", and then looked at the big machine next to it, which was printed with "All in One Network Self-service Terminal".

This is another thing that Jiang Longchang knows all the words, but he doesn't understand when they are connected.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard such words when he watched TV news before his death. It's just that at that time, he always thought that he had lived for most of his life, and he had long been accustomed to repeating the same life every day, and he was a lot older, and he didn't have a few years to live in the next few years, but the times changed again, what did it have to do with him? He was not interested in these new things at all, and it was impossible for him to have the heart to learn. Those words, he went in his left ear and out of his right ear, and he didn't go to his heart.

From time to time, the children in the family complain that society has changed and they use mobile phones to do things, and they have to trouble the younger generation to help them operate, and it is troublesome to operate them themselves. Jiang Longchang didn't care.

Then there's Aunt Li. Among them, Aunt Li keeps up with the fashion, and laughs at them from time to time.

What about the old man? When I'm older, I don't have a few years to live, and I don't need new things.

But who would have thought that after death, people would not return to dust and dust, but to continue to live?

Fortunately, when I arrived in Xudu, I continued to live my life, and I was living the same life.

There is no base station in the capital city, and there are no mobile phones and computers, and it has nothing to do with most ghosts. If they want to contact the yang world, they still use the old methods such as dreams. The old approach is not necessarily worse than the new, and sometimes even better.

Jiang Longchang got the smart phone given by Uncle Li, and he had a lot of fun during this time, but this "play" is similar to the "play" of a literary antique. The functions of this mobile phone, he also uses those few things, and the play is not as smooth as those young people who borrow mobile phones. He didn't think to go over to see how young people were playing with his phone.

Jiang Longchang stood next to the two machines, his eyes widened, and he only felt extremely flustered for a while.

His brain is also spinning fast. I don't know if it's due to the fact that I've been playing too much on smartphones recently, and I've accepted these new things. When he looked at these two machines now, he immediately thought of the yang world, thought of his old brother Uncle Li who had found a job after his death, and had been learning the popular thing called Bo among young people recently, and further thought of his infinite lifespan in the capital.

If the people will change with the changes in the yang world, then wouldn't they really have to "live and learn until they are old"?

Jiang Longchang was actually a little frightened at this moment.

When he was young, he was not a good learner. In the past few decades, life has passed in a hurry, and everyone has died in a blink of an eye, so they have to study?

"Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Longchang was awakened by this sound, turned his head in a panic, and saw Bai Wuchang coming out of the police station.

Bai Wuchang was dressed in ancient costume, standing in this modern police station, looking like the people who had come to call the police. If he hadn't been upright, he would probably have been regarded as a criminal caught by the police.

Bai Wuchang's face was expressionless, indifferent to the changes in the police station.

Jiang Longchang came back to his senses, hurriedly suppressed the panic in his heart, and asked, "Lord Bai Wuchang, what happened to you?" The mountain, and the mountain, and the ...... that just flew into the sky Phoenix ......" he said the word "phoenix" and deliberately lowered his voice.

At this time, someone outside rushed in shouting, "It's a phoenix just now!" There are still mythical beasts in the capital?! The beast ran away, is it about to end? Black Impermanence! Lord Bai Impermanence! What's wrong with the drunk! ”

More than one person came in.

Many people, like Jiang Longchang, immediately thought of the black and white impermanence of the "manager" of this drunken capital, and went to the police station to ask for an answer. Like Jiang Longchang, they saw the big changes in the police station, and they all looked at the self-service machines in a daze.

"What is this? Why is there such a thing? It's okay to say ID card, what does this network communication office do? Is there health insurance? Do you have public hospitals? ”

"Holy! This also comes with a face-brushing thing! Do you have face recognition? ”

"Why is there such a thing? Are we going to work and pay taxes next?! ”

"Wow!"

"Don't!"

Everyone screamed again and again, as panicked as Jiang Longchang.

Jiang Longchang is used to being a retiree, and he didn't expect this stubble before, but after being reminded at this time, he was also shocked into a cold sweat.

"No, it won't......" Jiang Longchang stammered.

The ghosts crowded at the police station all showed a look of mourning. They quickly focused their eyes on Bai Wuchang, looking at Bai Wuchang pitifully.

Bai Wuchang shook his head, "I don't know. ”

"Ahh

A young ghost rushed forward and fiddled with the machines for a moment, letting out a mournful cry: "You can recognize it! You can also see the social security balance! No way! Where did this balance come from? This ......"

"I'll see, I'll see!"

"Young man, help me take a look!"

The ghosts left Bai Impermanence behind and hurriedly surrounded the young ghost.

Everyone studied the content on the machine together.

Jiang Longchang was squeezed to the periphery of the crowd and stood with Bai Wuchang.

Jiang Longchang suppressed his curiosity, didn't look at the ghosts who checked the balance, and only asked Bai Wuchang in a low voice: "Lord Bai Wuchang, that phoenix, is it ...... That boss of my old brother? ”

Bai Wuchang nodded imperceptibly, and there was a rare hesitation on his always expressionless face, "It should be him." ”

There is only one phoenix left in the world, who else can there be besides Uncle Li and Li Yun's boss?

However, there is only one phoenix that is alive, what about the dead?

What was hidden in the center of the Xudu City, Bai Wuchang didn't know before. This is the first glimpse. He had doubts in his heart, and he would inevitably think that there were many legendary divine beasts and even immortals living in the center of the city.

A cry of surprise erupted from the noisy crowd: "I know! It's a dark coin! It was burned to us by the family! ”

"Huh?"

"Are you sure?"

"I only ordered it two days ago. At the winter solstice, my family burned 12 trillion yuan, and I used to pile it up in the house. Oh! If I have cash, how can I still have a balance in this account? How is this calculated...... I'll go back and see if the money is still there! He said that he was about to run out.

Someone grabbed him, "Your balance is not the last 12 trillion, only 120,000." ”

"Isn't that a conversion? You can't really be inflation to this extent, right? Zimbabwean currency doesn't have that much. ”

"Really......"

Some will be skeptical.

There are also ghosts who are worried, "My family hasn't burned me money for many years......"

"My house burns tin foil. How to convert tin foil ingots? ”

"I said, now that paper is not allowed to be burned in the yang world, it is becoming stricter and stricter year by year. What can I do in the future? ”

"Not all places are not allowed to burn, but in the countryside you can."

"Some cemeteries are fine, and smaller cemeteries are loosely managed."

"Isn't my big city at a loss? My family also bought me a cemetery of 300,000 yuan! ”

"What are you? My body was donated, so I was not cremated and buried, and my family did not burn paper. ”

"My tomb is an environmental tomb, just a tree. How is this calculated? ”

The demons quarreled.

"But what do we want money for?" A ghost asked.

The noise was quiet for a moment.

Yes, they don't have to eat or drink now, and the house is directly allocated to them when they enter the capital. Although there are some small private shops in the city, there are no large-scale goods. The transactions in this capital city are still in the primitive bartering stage, and even many ghosts do not need to barter, just find something to do for themselves, and provide services and goods for other ghosts for free.

Speaking of which, this burning of paper money is not as practical as burning some cars, mobile phones, and computers. Even burning a book can make ghosts have some fun. No matter how much paper money there is, it is like waste paper in this capital.

No one had ever thought about how this deformed social environment of the underworld could be maintained. In everyone's impression of the imperfect and unfulfilled Xudu, there is nothing lacking here, and nothing is needed. These ghosts are like fish in water, and they have never been uncomfortable.

Now, the sudden change has made all the ghosts feel uncomfortable.

Bai Wuchang quietly looked at these bewildered and dazed ghosts, and the white light on his body was always unchanging, as if it was a polar glacier, which had existed for 10,000 years and would continue to exist like this.

The grinding of metal came from outside the police station, and the rhythmic sound made it easy to imagine the chains dragging on the ground.

The ghosts crowded in the police station were not as gifted as Li Yun, but at this time, they could all catch the not-so-loud sound and draw in their minds the people who were dragging chains and walking.

The footsteps were slow and unhurried, but the person who came soon appeared at the door of the police station.

"Lord Black Impermanence." The ghost of the organic spirit hurriedly greeted him.

Hei Wuchang gave a cold expression, unmoved, and continued to walk towards the police station.

The ghost who wanted to inquire about the situation suddenly stopped.

Hei Wuchang didn't squint, didn't even look at the extra machines, and directly entered the police station, disappearing from the field of vision of the ghosts.

Bai Wuchang glanced at Hei Wuchang's back, and was a few seconds late before turning around and preparing to follow.

"Lord Bai Impermanence......" Jiang Longchang hurriedly shouted, and stopped talking.

"Don't worry too much." Bai Wuchang's voice was cold, and the words were said to Jiang Longchang, as well as to the other ghosts, "It's normal for the people to have changed. You have only been here for a short time, and you will get used to it later. ”

The ghosts looked at each other, and then thought of the circle of cities in the city.

What do those ghosts who have been dead for hundreds or thousands of years think of the new skyscrapers outside? For the ancients, it was incredible that a building would be so tall. It's like when they see the extra self-service machines in the police station now, they also think it's incredible - although the two "incredible" points are not the same.

Perhaps, there are such modern facilities in the first few circles of the city, but the buildings are still in the style of the times, and the new ghosts can't see the layout of the buildings. Perhaps, there are furniture and electrical appliances of the new era hidden in ancient buildings?

"That's right. I was once in a 19th-century town, and some of the houses had refrigerators and color TVs in them. A ghost suddenly said.

"Really, really?" The other ghosts hurriedly asked.

No one cares about the impermanence anymore.

Bai Wuchang also disappeared into the inner room of the police station.

Jiang Longchang is still worried.

He didn't leave the police station, but gathered around the other ghosts, listened to their discussions, and watched them fiddle with the two self-service machines like new toys.

"Ouch! How can I have a social security fund of 300,000 yuan? Suddenly, a ghost screamed.

"The money your family burned for you?"

"! They still want me to burn them money! ”

"And where did the money come from?"

The ghosts were puzzled.

"Could it be the initial capital that everyone has?"

"Are you going to play a game?"

"Is it the money that Yudu has sent?"

"Then how come I only have one hundred and sixty-seven thousand eight hundred fifty-one? And a fraction of fifty-one? ”

Another ghost checked his balance and found a different number.

"Wait, wait, wait! Here's a breakdown! ”

"Take a look!"

The demons worked hard to study the new machine and the many buttons in the corners of the big screen.

"I've used this kind of self-service machine before, but I haven't found out the details."

"It's a new generation."

"It can't be the same as the yang world."

"Inside this detail...... Who are these people? Is it your family that burned the money for you? ”

The demons looked at the owner of the account again.

But the young ghost who had been actively participating in the discussion just now suddenly stopped talking, staring blankly at the list of names on the screen.

Some names appear frequently, while others only appear once or twice. The numbers followed by the name are also different, with zero and whole, more whole and less zero.

The young ghost was pushed by the ghost next to him, and then pointed to the names of several fractional numbers on the screen, and replied, "This is my uncle, this is my third uncle, and this should be my aunt's daughter." ”

"And what about these ones that keep appearing?" Someone interjected and asked.

These people gave this large amount.

The young ghost was silent for a moment, "This is my comrade-in-arms, and ...... Probably the one I saved......"

"Ah......h

"Brother, what did you do when you were alive?"

"I'm a firefighter."

"Oooh! Awesome! ”

"What a man!"

"Then you're in the capital...... You are ......" someone was in awe.

The young ghost waved his hand, "No, no, not what you think. I just had an accident, a car accident, and I didn't die fighting a fire. I...... I remember those two names, and they sent pennants. There was a paralyzed grandmother in this family, trapped on the eighth floor, and my comrades and I carried people down. There was a kid who set his house on fire and was trapped in the house, and we went in through the window and rescued the person. Here are ...... I guess it's the people I met when I was fighting fires......"

The demons fell silent.

Suddenly, a ghost tapped the young ghost on the shoulder from behind.

The other demons patted him on the shoulder and on the back.

The young ghost suddenly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

"Looking at it this way, in the future, our living expenses in this capital will all come from the yang world." A ghost spoke his reasoning.

"Aren't some people miserable?" Some of the ghosts became worried.

"Where's the old ghosts over there? Those who have been dead for dozens or hundreds of years, except for those who built ancestral halls at home, only those great people, celebrities, and martyrs can always have people burn money, right? How can ordinary people be remembered? ”

The young ghost who was a firefighter suddenly said, "I haven't received any paper money." ”

"Huh?"

"My relatives won't burn me five or six." He looked at his account details again.

The demons pondered.

"No one burns paper money for those great men now. It's all flowers. ”

"People may have been reincarnated a long time ago and didn't stay in Xudu."

"I don't understand. What's the use of the money? We don't have any money in Xudu, huh? ”

The question was raised again, and the demons were once again at a loss.