"It doesn't matter to you."

While I care about men, I can't help but feel a lot of joy in my heart, it seems that this thing is a treasure.

At first, I thought it was just a mistake that hit the in some vital part that caused the big bird to fall. Now it seems that my lock is a treasure.

The man held his fingers in his mouth and spit it out for a long time, "What kind of lock is this?" How can it be so hot? ”

As he spoke, he looked down at the handful of small letters on the lock, and then his face changed, and his hands suddenly grabbed my neck.

"So you're here to kill me, say! Who sent you? ”

I was pinned down by the man, and I struggled to grab his hands.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm not here to kill you."

I could feel that the man's strength was not great, and I could easily retreat from him, but with the starting force, the inside of the body was empty and could not exert strength, as if it had been hollowed out, and it was very weak, as I felt when I smashed the bird with the golden lock just now.

The man didn't believe it, so he started even more ruthlessly, "Then how can you have a ghost lock?" Catch a fugitive like me, as for the use of such a thing? Not afraid of overkill? ”

"I said, I'm here when I wake up, I don't remember anything, what kind of ghost lock this is, I don't know where it came from."

I was so pinched that I couldn't breathe, and my heart was so angry and anxious that I subconsciously shouted a word.

"Yin and Yang!"

After shouting, nothing happened, and the man suddenly let go of me, sat back in his place, and looked down at the golden lock.

"So, are you really the Yellow Springs Postman?"

"Post...... Mailman? What does that mean? ”

Hearing the man's words, I always felt that this title was so kind, but I couldn't remember it even after racking my brains, and the more I couldn't remember, my head hurt more and more, and in the end, I held my head in pain and roared weakly.

The man looked at my painful appearance and patted me on the shoulder, "Forget it, don't think about it, if you don't go back to the yang world, you will never be able to remember." ”

After a slight headache, the man told me what he had learned about the Yellow Springs Postman, and by the time I had listened to it, my mouth had already closed itself.

He first briefly explained the identity of the Huangquan postman, and I suddenly tightened my chest, and subconsciously took out the broken book on my body, and after reading a few pages, I was stupid.

Like, I am indeed a Yellow Springs postman.

According to what he knew, the Huangquan postman had three destinations after his death, one was to enter the corresponding hell to be punished according to the guilt of his previous life, and he could not get out forever, the second was to be reincarnated and become a new human being, and the third was to fall into the uninhabited and unattended wasteland, lose his memory, and fend for himself.

It seems that I am in this last case.

I sat on the floor, holding the big lock, thinking about the man's words, and he cleverly made a basket out of bird bones and some uncharred feathers, and filled it with all the rest of the bird's meat.

After cleaning up, the man glanced at the lock in my hand with trepidation.

"You better put it away, I'm scared to watch, but I've heard that this town ghost is more powerful in the yang world, no matter what the ghost is, as long as it touches it, it will be wiped out immediately."

I put it in my pocket and asked him, "Why do you know so much about the Huangquan Postman?" ”

The man replied, "For there was a postman who fled with me, and he told me all the way, and then we were chased and scattered halfway through, and I guess he was dead by this time." ”

"Why did you run away?" Actually, what I want to ask is how he escaped.

I looked at the man who was not good-looking, and he didn't have very good skills, so I didn't believe that there were still people who could really escape in the well-guarded, terrifying hell.

The man looked into the distant sky and slowly told me his story.

The man's name is Liang Sancheng, he is a contractor in front of him, in order to make black money, he always has to cut corners in the project, all the construction projects to his hands, only less than thirty percent of the raw materials, and later got a nickname in the industry, two or three percent.

One day, when he accompanied the leader to inspect the completed project, the building collapsed, and his life was over.

Fortunately, although he made black money when he was alive, all the projects he contracted were investigated and rebuilt after his death, but he never caused any casualties, and the punishment was not large, and he only needed to serve 3,000 days in prison in the hell of a knife and saw.

During Liang Sancheng's punishment, he met a Huangquan postman who was also tortured in the Knife and Saw Hell, so he was bewitched by him.

No matter what kind of crime this postman committed before, just because of his special status, he still got an errand in hell, ostensibly being tortured, but in fact managing dozens of guilty ghosts, including Liang Sancheng.

This postman constantly brainwashed Liang Sancheng and the other ghosts every day, and at the same time used his position to alleviate their suffering, saying that he had a way to return to the yang world, and he didn't need to step into the path of reincarnation after the punishment, but as long as he slipped out with him, he could return to the yang world again.

Among all the postmen of Yellow Springs after death, except for those who are beaten into the wasteland realm and lose their memories, the other two, whether they are in the Cool Prison or those who have not left the underworld, all retain their memories.

Therefore, under the brainwashing of the postman, Liang Sancheng believed him

Liang Sancheng was worried about his wife and children, and boldly embarked on the road of escape.

First, the postman quietly let go of an unlucky bastard, and then took the initiative to ask Ying, saying that he was going to catch the fugitive, so he took his younger brothers and embarked on an open escape.

It wasn't until the judge on duty on the eighteenth floor knew about it that he sent various jailers to arrest them, and along the way, they continued to lose manpower, or were swallowed alive by the vicious dogs in the prison, or were killed by the jailers, and finally only six people remained.

When they ran to the border of the wasteland, they had to scatter and flee in order to avoid pursuit, and in the end, Liang Sancheng arrived here alone.

He never imagined that the greatest torment in the seemingly peaceful wasteland was not the various beasts and birds that often haunted it, but the unprecedented hunger.

Although he often felt hungry in the Knife and Saw Hell, at least he could bear it, but in the wasteland, the infinitely amplified hunger almost drove him crazy.

As a last resort, he decided to take a risk, and at the cost of losing his purpose, he caught a, and later, he met me.

After Liang Sancheng finished telling his story, he carried the birdbone basket on his shoulder and urged me to leave.

"I've seen a cave where you can hide for a while, whether you want to get out of here or not, at least, you have to take care of your body."

My heart was hot and I followed behind his ass.

No matter whether what Liang Sancheng said about my identity is true or not, I will also leave the underworld and return to the yang world.

Because, I think there must be someone else waiting for me to go back.