Mingdai stood in the busy office hall, still very confused.

No, maybe it's supposed to be a ghost who should be very confused.

This is the underworld?

looked at the staff in suits and ties at the scene, and listened to the constant shouting in the voice announcer, if it weren't for the large electronic screen scrolling above:

The prefectural office hall will serve you wholeheartedly!

Mingdai also thought she was doing business in a government agency.

Sighing, in line with the idea that if you come, you will be safe, and if you die, she looked at the ticket in her hand, and found a place to sit down.

Ming Dai only remembered that she came home from work last night, and she had just made a meal, and before she had time to enjoy it, in a trance, someone called herself, and she followed the person inexplicably.

You must know that as a senior leftover woman living alone, she has a high sense of precaution, and it is impossible for people to leave as soon as they shout.

And it was a young man with a thief's eyebrows, wearing a suit, looking like a dog, but holding a burning stick in his hand, calling her name as he walked.

Her body was uncontrollable, and she unconsciously followed others.

By the time she reacted, she had already followed the young man into the car, and then galloped all the way, and then she remembered standing at the door of the service hall, and the young man stuffed himself with a note with his own number plate on it.

Looking at the words "Death" and other words on the office hall and window of the prefecture, it was clear once again that she was not making a movie, she was really dead.

Ming Dai was born in a medical family, her grandfather was a royal doctor, an absolute Xinglin family, her grandfather was the first batch of medical students who came back from studying abroad, and she was a famous dean in Beijing before she retired.

My parents are both scientific research maniacs who are obsessed with research, and when I was a child, I was taken by the old people on both sides in turn, and I haven't seen my parents for a year, so I can be said to be the most familiar stranger.

So the old people on both sides imposed their love for their children on Ming Dai, she began to study Chinese medicine since she was a child, and began to study Western medicine in high school, and her entire childhood can be said to have been spent in studies and exams.

Even in college, she was forced to take two degrees, and she was as sad as she wanted.

But the old people on both sides really love her, and they want the moon not to give the stars, and they have never lacked her materially since she was a child.

When the elders of both parties die, the family property is also passed over the children to the granddaughters/granddaughters.

Ming Dai seemed to lose motivation all of a sudden, and began to mess up, opened a medicinal food workshop by herself, invited her senior brother to do a museum, and went to travel if she wanted to, and traveled if she didn't want to go.

has money and time, no one cares about it yet, her life is to eat, drink, play and have fun, love is not talked about at all, marriage is even more impossible, and she plans to be happy like this for a lifetime.

It's a pity that I'm happy and sad, and I don't know how to get rid of it.

I hope that the senior brother can remember that he made an appointment with him for tomorrow's prescription, and he can't contact him to find her at home.

Otherwise, on these dog days, even if there is air conditioning, she is worried that she will stink at home.

While he was thinking wildly, there was a man sitting next to him.

She turned her head to see that an unrecognizable uncle who had been hit was holding an arm that could not be dropped with one hand, holding a number plate with the other, and using the only remaining eye, carefully looking at it in the standard posture of an old man looking at his mobile phone in the subway.

It's a pity that his eyes were covered with blood, and he couldn't see clearly for a long time.

Ming Dai glanced at the No. 438 in her hand and twitched the corner of her mouth, it's really auspicious!

looked at the uncle again, and told him softly: "Uncle, yours is No. 439." ”

Half of the uncle's head near Ming Dai was cut off, and his ears were gone, so Ming Dai could only turn to his other side and say loudly: "Uncle! Yours is number 439! ”

When the uncle heard it this time, he thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, girl!" Fortunately, it was No. 439, and he almost died of Sanba, I don't know who died was so unlucky, and I got the number of Dead Sanba. ”

The uncle only has one ear at the moment, and his hearing is impaired, so the sound is very loud, and the whole office hall looks over, and all the ghosts look down to check the number in their hands.

The next moment, the voice broadcast came: "Please ask the No. 438 ghost to go to the No. 14 to handle business, and please ask the No. 438 ghost to the 14th to handle business." ”

Mingdai: You died so miserably, there is a reason!

With a burning gaze on her back, she walked to window 14.

In the window was a staff member with dark circles that were about to fall to the ground, looking like he had died of overwork.

Mingdai sat down and put the numbered plate inside.

"Hello, Dear Ghost No. 438, I am the No. 38 clerk of the prefectural office, and I sincerely serve you."

Mingdai looked at her stiff smile and trembling voice, feeling like she was about to die again.

"Hello."

Clerk No. 38 swiped the numbered plate, and a message from a person appeared on the screen.

"Hello, check the basic information with you again:

Ming Dynasty, female, at the age of 35, died at 20 o'clock in the evening of March 30, 2333 at 20 o'clock in the evening of the Rose Apartment in Beijing City。。。。。。 ”

Ming Dai listened to her mechanical retelling, looking at some unfamiliar faces on the screen, and had a bad premonition.

"That, young lady?"

The corners of the clerk's pale mouth stiffly pulled up: "Hello, do you have any questions?" ”

Ming Dai said weakly: "This doesn't seem to be me, I'm Fan Dai, not the generation of the dynasty." ”

The far-fetched smile on the other side disappeared suddenly, and the young lady's originally slightly squinted eyes opened suddenly, and her bloodshot eyes almost popped out.

She slammed into the computer screen, and a fierce man stabbed half of his body into the screen, waving his hands and pulling wildly inside.

Ming Dai could see that the documents inside were being pulled by her and flying everywhere.

The young lady has confirmed it several times, and the name is indeed not wrong, that is to say, the wrong soul is ticked!

She pulled her head out of the screen without love, "poof", and then her neck "snorted", stretched out, and pointed at Mingdai's face through the glass.

Only then did Ming Dai realize that the eyes of clerk No. 38 were quite large, and they still had double eyelids, but there were a lot of red bloodshots.

After a scream, a group of people came up and surrounded them, and then Ming Dai and clerk 38, along with their computers, were taken to the conference room.

Ming Dai sat alone in the empty conference room, and an enthusiastic young lady of the hanged ghost brought a large amount of food and drink and handed it to her.

She sipped her avocado almond yogurt and looked out through the glass.

The young lady of the clerk No. 38 carried the computer and smashed it on the head of a male ghost, and her mouth was also frantically outletting, and she was scolded for the young man who took her to the underworld.

Tsk, look, work accidents!

Ming Dai sucked milk tea and eavesdropped, and almost guessed what was going on.

She was hooked by the newly appointed black impermanence!

Ming Dai cried while sucking almonds, but she didn't expect the saddest thing in her life to be encountered by her.

She's dead, and the money hasn't been spent yet!

Thinking about the long slip on their account, they must get themselves back!

Just listening, the young lady outside does not carry a single dirty word of continuous output, and another ghost is coming.

This time it's a cold man with long legs and double doors.

After frowning and listening for a while, he glanced towards the conference room, just in time to see Ming Dai nibbling on chicken legs and sucking Coke to watch the play, which made him even more headache.

In the end, the three ghosts came in, and Ming Dai was also full.

The three ghosts sat in front of Ming Dai, who was a little nervous.

"Hiccup."

The three ghosts stood up and bowed deeply to Ming Dai: "I'm sorry!" ”

Ming Dai blinked: "No need to do this, you just send me back." ”

The young man who hooked her raised his head and looked at her with tears and sorrow: "I can't send it back, your body has been cremated, woo!" ”

"What!"