Chapter 183 Projector
"Don't make a fuss, everyone knows that Qin Shi Huang has been dead for thousands of years, and now the mausoleum has become a tourist attraction.
I don't know how many times I led the group, although the underground palace has not been excavated yet, but the terracotta warriors and horses in the burial area have seen enough.
You even said that Qin Shi Huang was not dead, it was really a laughing death, if he hadn't died, at least now he would be more than 3,000 years old, how could he not be an immortal? ”
Hearing the words of black and white impermanence, Fan Jian leaned back and smiled back, even if he was an emperor, he was just a mortal, and he couldn't live for more than three thousand years at all, and the black and white impermanence was blown up.
"Hahaha, laughed at me, he didn't believe us, hahaha, thought we were joking, laughed at us."
Bai Wuchang saw Fan Jian laughing, and laughed along, Hei Wuchang saw the two of them laughing like that, and slapped the table.
"Stop laughing, what's so funny, we're not kidding.
I'm never joking about work.
As long as it is a mortal, whether it is an emperor or a general, or a pawn of a peddler, the soul will be taken away by our brothers, and Yingzheng is no exception.
You don't believe it, this is the soul of the dead, the souls of the world are recorded on it, and there is no King Yingzheng of Qin at all. ”
Hei Impermanence was a one-eyed person, and he summoned the mourning stick out without joking, and a little in the air, a scroll-like phantom appeared in the air of the restaurant.
"Wow, this projection of Uncle Black is so special, I've never seen a remote control like this."
After getting along for a long time, everyone ignored that He Lu was a mortal child, but fortunately, this stupid child used the black and impermanent crying stick as a projector, and the whispered red child discussed.
The black and impermanent mourning stick pointed at the soul of the dead, and the scroll automatically opened, revealing the first page, the category.
Black impermanence is in the emperor's category, and the scroll was opened overnight, and the time of death of the emperors of the previous dynasties was densely recorded on it.
Hei Wuchang was a little blank, and wrote the four words of King Qin Yingzheng in the air with a mourning stick, and the scroll turned the pages again, but it showed a blank.
"Do you see?"
Hei Wuchang pointed at the revenant soul and said to Fan Jian with a black face.
"See, classified search, automatic search, large screen, automatic page turning, handwriting function, unlimited battery life.
I didn't expect the technology of the underworld to be so developed, it would be nice to upgrade the voice operation, and you don't have to wave the mourning stick, you can save more effort. ”
At this time, Fan Jian thought in his heart, whether this revenant soul guide was developed and produced by the IT personnel of the mortal world who went to the underworld after death.
"Am I showing you this? I'm here to show you that whenever someone dies, their name is recorded.
We will hook the soul according to the above time and place, and the name of King Yingzheng of Qin is not at all on the soul of the soul, which proves that he is not dead at all. ”
The black and impermanent black face was about to be turned white by Fan Jianqi, and he laughed beside him. The angry Bai Wuchang had a face, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Got it, why are you so serious, we're just chatting, what does it have to do with me if he dies or not.
Brother Hei, let me ask, can you check your past life, I want to find out who my past life was? ”
In fact, Fan Jian didn't care whether Qin Shi Huang was dead or alive at all, he didn't expect Hei Wuchang to be serious, but seeing the revenant, Fan Jian remembered something.
When they were hit by Qi Xie's reversal reincarnation, he and Wang Cuihua were supposed to go back to the day they died in their previous lives, but they went to Baishui's previous lives.
He still remembered that when he returned to the modern era, Qi Xie pointed at them and asked them in horror how they didn't have a past life.
Wang Cuihua can explain that her previous life was Yang Jiao, but this Yang Jiao was pieced together and refined by Yang Jian, so it can be said that there is no previous life.
And what about him? Why there is no previous life, even Lao Jun and Yang Jian can't explain it clearly, so when he saw the revenant soul guide just now, he remembered this stubble again.
"Hahaha, I can't check it, the Revenant Soul Guide just shows the time of death of the living, so that we can hook the soul.
If you want to inquire about the past and present lives, as well as the next life, you have to ask the judge, and only the book of life and death in his hand has this function.
When we meet the judge, I'll ask you, but we've been in the mortal world lately, so you'll have to wait a while. ”
was angry with Fan Jian, Hei Wuchang didn't want to talk to him, and Bai Wuchang patiently explained to Fan Jian.
"What do you mean? It's so lively, I can hear your laughter in the courtyard. ”
Lao Jun and Jiang Ziya pushed the door and walked in, Lao Jun asked with a smile, and then put a wad of money in front of Fan Jian.
"Why are you giving me money? Yang Jian, Shennong and Zhong Kui, why are only the two of you coming back? ”
Now that there is Jiang Ziya in the medical hall, Fan Jian is the shopkeeper, and he only goes around when he is in a good mood.
"Your salary, today is the day when the hospital pays your salary, you forgot.
Yang Jian: They said that they were paid, and they were going out to eat, saying that they wanted to celebrate.
I also had a video conference with the experts and professors of the Department of Mysteries, and I didn't attend, so I came back with Ziya. ”
Since Lao Jun stayed in the Department of Mysterious Affairs for three days, those experts and professors have regarded him as a mentor and called him every day to ask for advice, which delayed Lao Jun's cashier work too much.
So Fan Jian stipulated that phone calls were not allowed during working hours, so Lao Jun set up a group and answered questions and held video conferences in the group every day after work.
"Chatting, talking about whether Qin Shihuang is dead or not, your name is Uncle Jiang Ziya, you are not as old as him, right?"
Lao Jun's address to Jiang Ziya made Fan Jian very confused, as if he was calling a junior, Jiang Ziya also smiled and behaved very respectfully, which made Fan Jian puzzled.
Jiang Ziya's face was wrinkled, thin and dry, he looked seventy or eighty years old, Lao Jun was full of red light, his face was ruddy, and he looked like he was sixty.
"Lao Jun is my uncle, of course I am a junior, then Qin Shi Huang, but Qin Wang Yingzheng?"
Seeing that Fan Jian was puzzled, Jiang Ziya stepped forward to explain, and when he heard Fan Jian mention Qin Shi Huang, he had something to say.
Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged over by Granny Ma and turned his coat pocket upside down.
"If you don't take the initiative to hand in your salary, you say, do you want to hide your private money?"
Putting Jiang Ziya's new salary into her pocket, Granny Ma twisted Jiang Ziya's ears and went back to the room, seemingly to find a place where no one was there to commit domestic violence.
Lao Jun and the others couldn't help but cover their ears, and Jiang Ziya's ears hurt, and they all looked at Fan Jian with sympathy.
Fortunately, they are all bachelors, and there are minors, only Fan Jian is about to experience the miserable life of getting married.
Fan Jian didn't pay attention to Granny Ma's domestic violence at all, he was struggling with everyone's seniority, Lao Jun is Jiang Ziya's uncle, Jiang Ziya is Yang Jian's uncle, then Lao Jun is quite Yang Jian's master.
He is Yang Jian's righteous brother, and he is also called Uncle Laojun, this generation is messy enough.
Just when he wanted to straighten out everyone's seniority, as soon as the door opened, Feng Chen ran in, holding Fan Jian and shouting for help.