She raised her voice lightly and said, "Jiang Bai, you will be the first person in our Afterlife Hall [Ye Luo Returning to the Roots] business group in the future!" ”

Jiang Bai tilted his head.

Stepping on the stone, she put her arm on Jiang Bai's shoulder, waved her little hand forward, and said proudly, "In the future, everyone will know that we are in Liyue Afterlife Hall, and the whole of Teyvat will teleport the name of your Soul Crossing Jiang Bai!" The departed wanderers are waiting for you to bring them home, the departed adventurers will fulfill their last wishes, and the lost wanderers will find their home......"

Listening to Hu Tao's arrogant words, Jiang Bai only saw a large cake rushing towards him, covering him all over.

Jiang Bai tried to take a bite, but it was hard.

Hu Tao patted him on the shoulder, and there was still a flush on his face due to excitement: "What's the matter, isn't my idea very good!" ”

Facing the top boss, the humble little brother Jiang Bai could only force a smile and applaud, "Not bad, very good!" The business acumen of the hall master is really top-notch! ”

Finding a corpse that I don't know where it is, and then sending it back to my homeland, is a hard job, tiring and troublesome, and it will certainly not be short, and it may be dangerous.

But the humble Xiaojiang, who had just arrived, couldn't refuse, so he could only respond to this drudgery with tears, and he still had a touching smile on his face that 'the hall master was so good to me'.

"I still have to sum up this business, discuss the process with the ceremonies, and you can go shopping by yourself!" After speaking, Hu Tao patted his buttocks, turned around and disappeared, leaving Jiang Bai alone to stand in place.

A gust of wind blew, bringing up the fallen leaves and making a circle.

I said I'd take him to the backyard to have a look, he doesn't even know where he's resting tonight!

There was no way, the hall master who was in a hurry wanted to come out one by one, Jiang Bai could only put away his sad emotions and support himself.

Jiang Bai walked around the Hall of the Dead alone, and went up to greet people whenever he met them, and in less than half a day, all the people in the Hall of the Dead knew that there was a new guy in the hall, and he was personally recruited by the hall master, a poor man with amnesia.

In the sympathetic eyes of his colleagues, Jiang Bai was satisfied with the towels, cups, toothbrushes and even a new set of clothes sent by his colleagues, and went to his room under the leadership of his colleagues.

He found that the identity of the amnesiac is quite useful, many people will unconsciously slow down their voices after knowing this, even some people who are not smiling, their expressions will be a little more relaxed, and some kind little girls will even hold back and not show sympathetic expressions, so as not to make him sad.

But for Jiang Bai, none of this is a thing!

Sympathize with something and if it's good, please feel sorry for it!

Because he wanted to try sleeping in a coffin, several coffin bearers had already put it in his room. There was a black coffin on the side of the relatively empty room, not to mention, it was quite a dead hall.

Although there is a coffin, the bed is still there, the bed is a quilt made of new noodles this year, and the sheets and pillows are neatly and neatly.

The room is also very well lit, with sunlight streaming through the windows and shining on the desks, making the whole room bright.

There were also shelves, wardrobes, and other furniture staggered in the room, all empty inside, waiting for his master to slowly add items.

I have to say that the treatment of the Afterlife Hall is really good.

Not only is the food all-inclusive, but the accommodation is a single room, even if you don't participate in the Hu Tao [Leaf Fall to the Roots] project, you can also mix in the afterlife hall.

Jiang Bai walked around his room, wanting to be satisfied.

"Da Qiu Qiu is sick, Er Qiu Qiu ...... look" Jiang Bai took his clothes to the bathing place, preparing to wash himself well and put on new clothes.

As soon as he snorted, he suddenly stood still and slapped himself.

Good fellow, this song humming by the hall master is poisonous, his mind is full of this thing now, and the strange melody involuntarily wants to jump out.

"Knife by knife, knife by knife, pig killing knife......." Jiang Bai searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and forcibly found such a melody in his mind, and finally suppressed the big hill and the second hill.

'I can't have been a pig killer before, right?' ’

With such doubts, Jiang Bai walked into the bathroom and took the first bath for an unknown amount of time.

Warm water flowed down from the shower, Jiang Bai took off his clothes, only to find that his thin-looking body actually hid a lot of muscles, and the abdominal muscles on his stomach were fast and distinct, and he poked it with his hand, hard.

Recalling that he kicked the nailed coffin board, it seemed that it was not so incomprehensible that there were muscles.

After taking a shower, he walked to the mirror, where a handsome face appeared.

The skin of this face is very white, like a sickly pale caused by not seeing the sun for a long time, with short white hair, and the facial features are quite marked, especially at the end of the eyes, when blinking, you can see a faint redness.

It's just that there is no light in the eyes, and when the face is expressionless, there is a feeling that you are not interested in anything, a bit like a dead fish eye.

Jiang Bai looked at this face, and couldn't tell whether it was familiar or unfamiliar, as if he was used to seeing it, and he didn't feel anything.

He controlled the muscles on his face and showed a bright smile, and with this smile, his temperament suddenly changed, and he immediately changed from a world-weary young man who was not interested in watching anything to a sunny and kind big brother next door.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he tilted his head, and his smile became smaller, turning into a thin line that rose at one end.

Suddenly, the temperament changed again, and a feeling of a villain came to the surface.

"It's funny, what the hell am I?" These expressions have become muscle memory, and before the brain can transmit ideas, the expressions have been made along the muscle memory.

"And this tattoo, what the hell does it mean......"

His gaze fell on a black tattoo on his left shoulder, which showed a black inverted triangle, and inside the inverted triangle was a smaller golden triangle, which divided the large triangle into several equilateral triangles.

After studying for a while, he didn't come up with anything, so Jiang Bai put it aside.

He couldn't think of anything but his name now, and he didn't bother to think about it if he couldn't remember it.

The so-called life sometimes has to be there, and if you can't think of it, don't force it.

His various common sense is still there, and it doesn't affect his life anyway. And the identity of the amnesiac is quite useful......

Speaking of common sense, the place where he used to live should not be much different from here, otherwise common sense would not be universal.

But Hu Tao's ability to turn into a butterfly, for example, was clearly beyond his common sense.

He brushed back his wet hair, which covered his forehead, to reveal his forehead, and showed a smiling face in the mirror.

From today onwards, he will be a member of the Hall of the Dead.

The common sense of this world, he will slowly know.