My mind was clear, and I no longer wanted to drink Meng Po soup, but I just had the confidence to walk down my road as a postman in Huangquan.

When the morning dawned on the road, I got up and shook off the dust from my body and continued walking.

The Yin Si Hall is in Xudu City, and after becoming a ghost, everyone has to go to Xudu City to be tried, but I just came here to change the rules, I thought that I would easily escape the trial, but I didn't expect to have to go in the end.

From dawn to dusk, and to the afternoon of the second day, I finally arrived at the outside of the city, the majestic city of the city is in front of me, a wide avenue appears at the foot, go straight down along the road, the road is getting wider and wider, the road is constantly coming and going, the feeling is like a market in the sun.

At the gate of the city are the blue-faced and fanged Yin soldiers, and the Yin soldiers who are responsible for guarding the city are all elite soldiers in a hundred, even if I am a Huangquan postman with two abilities, but I still can't resist any of the Yin soldiers guarding the city.

"Stop! Tell me by name, what did you do when you came into the city? ”

The Yin soldiers defending the city were dressed in simple iron armor, and there was a rusty long knife in his hand, and the blood stains on it had not dried, which made me feel chilled.

I prepared my words in advance, "I am a Huangquan postman, surnamed Liu Mingpan, a native of DJI City before my death, and the age of death is forty-five. ”

Any dead ghost in the underworld is recorded in the underworld, and if I report my real name, I will definitely be recognized by the Yin soldiers, so I use the name of the fat ghost.

The fat ghost has already been tried and punished, and he must be recorded in the Yin Si file, and I reported the information of my age and ancestral home to strengthen credibility, but the information about the identity of the postman I lied about, Yin Si must not have recorded it.

In this underworld, the Yin soldiers who are responsible for guarding the city gates will remember the information of each person as long as they have read any list of the dead souls recorded in the book, and it can be said that they are impartial and have the ability to remember.

Yin Bing looked at me intently and nodded, "Yes, there is indeed a Liu Pan from DJI City, but I remember that Liu Pan is a fat man, and you are a thin man!" ”

I didn't panic and slapped my belly.

"Several big brothers should know that I have been robbing new ghosts in the evil ghost village, but I have never had oil and water, and I am a very good eater, so I am hungry and thin."

The ghost soldier asked again: "I heard that a new ghost from the Evil Ghost Village has taken the position of the boss of the Evil Ghost Gang, named Bei Wuzi, is there such a thing?" ”

It seems that I underestimated the Yin soldiers in Xudu City, but I didn't expect them to have such comprehensive information, so I answered truthfully, "There is indeed this person, he defeated us and took my position, there is no way, I have to flee." ”

Several of the ghost soldiers ignored me and began to discuss.

"Why don't I have any impression of this Bei Wuzi? What kind of punishment he received, and when did he leave the city, why do I have no memory at all? ”

"Yes, I don't have any impression, I think this matter will be in the ears of the ten Yan Jun sooner or later, and then we will send a team of people to arrest him, and we will know."

I chuckled in my heart, I thought that I had escaped the team escorted by the Yin Cha, and I could hide for a longer time in the evil ghost village, but I didn't expect to be caught by the Yin Si so quickly, if I was captured by the Yin soldiers at that time, would I be able to resist?

Although the master said that he would come to pick me up after the forty-ninth day, as one of the ten palace lords, he would definitely know about the events in the underworld, and if the Yin Si sent someone to arrest me, he would definitely know.

After the Yin soldiers finished discussing, they turned their eyes back to me, "You said that you are the Huangquan postman, why is it not recorded?" The Yin soldier who took the lead suddenly asked viciously: "Could it be that he deliberately pretended to be his identity to deceive here?" ”

I waved my hand again and again, "I am a postman in front of me, although I have never done any entrusted work, but I am tired and do not want to do this business again after death, so I denied it at the time of trial, and I don't want to really get away with it." ”

After I finished telling this lie, I quietly aimed at a few ghost soldiers out of the corner of my eye, and saw that they listened carefully and did not suspect anything, so I continued to speak with confidence.

"But my postman position is a godsend, not something I can get rid of if I want to get rid of it, since I left the hell, I have been punished by the depths of my conscience from time to time, and I have no choice but to return to my old job, and I have accepted the commission to deliver tokens in this hell." As I spoke, I took out the letter entrusted to me by the farmer's eldest brother Niu Shengcai from my arms, as well as the ring of Ma Youshan's wife, "This is a token that the two clients asked me to give to my relatives, since I have undertaken the task, I must send it to their relatives!" ”

I was so determined, not that I was pretending, but that I was determined that I would never again allow any dereliction of duty since I had gained a new understanding of my duties as a postman in the Yellow Springs.

The leading Yin soldier took the yellow-wrinkled letter from my hand, and the cheap wedding ring, which had been worn out to lose its luster, weighed it in his hand, and handed it back to me.

"Liu Pan, right, to be honest, I am full of respect for the position of Huangquan Postman, just like us who are Yin soldiers, thankless, and have no peace every day, since you have such kindness, then go in."

As he spoke, the eldest brother of the Yin soldier patted me on the shoulder, and I suddenly felt a shock of confidence, took the token from his hand, and entered the city gate under the leadership of a Yin soldier.

In the city of Xudu, it was not as eerie and terrifying as I imagined, but with a solemn and solemn feeling, I walked forward, and the palace gates of the ten halls of Yan Jun were lined up in the line of sight.

Seeing the seventh hall from afar, which was the palace of the master of Mount Tai, I felt a sigh of emotion in my heart.

These ten palace Yan Jun are all impartial and selfless, and they are all well-informed bigwigs in the underworld, but in my eyes, the master is even more conscientious and outstanding. Others may think that he often goes out in the yang world and does not return to the yin division to work, but in fact, only I know how much effort he has put into maintaining the balance between the yin and yang worlds.

I didn't expect that the Yin soldiers took me right into the master's Taishan Palace, the judge on duty was a bad old man with a blue face and purple beard, sitting in front of the judgment table on duty on the side of the palace, he raised his head weakly, "What's the matter?" ”

The Yin soldier who brought me in replied, "This person is a Huangquan postman who has not been recorded, and he wants to send a letter to hell, and I ask the judge to decide." ”

"Oh?"

The old judge turned his head sideways, looked at me seriously, and suddenly waved his hand at the Yin soldier, "You stand down." ”

Waiting for the Yin soldiers to withdraw, the judge walked down the stairs and grabbed my hand, "Are you He Ziwu?" ”