In Fuquan City, the capital of Fujian Province, a young man looked at the mobile phone in his hand and walked forward with normal steps. His name is Cheng Siping, a native of Yanping City, northern Fujian Province, and now a quality inspector of a food company in Fuquan City. As a member of this second-tier city in China, Cheng Siping, who has been out of his prime, is obviously a loser in life.

He has a house, but the house is in his hometown of Yanping City. The same is a house, and the average price per square meter in the urban area of Fuquan City must be more than 20,000 yuan. In Cheng Siping's hometown, two thousand per square meter is probably too much. The two-story 300-square-meter house in his hometown is in the urban area of Fuzhou, which is properly upper-middle. It's a pity that it's in his hometown. Therefore, in the eyes of many people, he has a house and does not have a house. He also has a car, but the same is in his hometown, and it is also a light pickup truck, which is used to pull goods at home. Naturally, this can't be regarded as a car.

Standing at thirty, with no house or car, and a monthly salary of only seven or eight thousand, Cheng Siping's life is indeed not successful. Of course, the most important point is that he has no wife. In this society where there are many women and men, a person who does not have a wife is a loser no matter how you look at it. He is not the kind of scumbag who is rich and powerful, only wants to play with women, and does not want to be responsible, he really can't find a wife, so he is naturally a loser. But Cheng Siping doesn't seem to be interested in this. He doesn't mind the current two-point and one-line, plain and stable life, and lives his helpless and peaceful life happily.

There was a commotion, and Cheng Siping, who was originally a low-headed clan, subconsciously glanced up. All I saw was that just one or two hundred meters in front of him, a motorcycle, drunk and drunk, was rampage on the sidewalk. The pedestrians on the sidewalk, seeing this, dodged one after another, and at the same time, all kinds of scolding were poured out on the cyclist, and the noise came from this.

The rider was a black-skinned man, and he didn't know if he had drunk alcohol or on purpose, and he turned a deaf ear to the scolding next to him. Still going his own way, he rode forward on his old motorcycle, and even suddenly let go of his hands and cheered wildly. The motorcycle under his seat is like a loose horse, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Cheng Siping looked at the black man, his brows furrowed, and his expression showed a little disgust. However, in the face of this person's evil deeds, he did not think of being a bird, but moved to the store next to him, so as not to be injured by the almost out-of-control motorcycle. He had just stood firm under the storefront when the motorcycle rushed in a zigzag. At this moment, from the storefront behind him, a small figure ran out, and in a blink of an eye, it was already standing in the middle of the crosswalk.

It was a little girl carved in pink, four or five years old, so pink and tender that people wanted to take a bite of her face when they looked at it, and it was so cute. The little girl seemed to be quite excited, but when she looked up, she saw the motorcycle rushing like a beast, and she was so frightened that she cried "wow". As for dodging or something, the stupid little girl didn't even think of it.

At the last moment, Cheng Siping didn't have time to think about it, and his body involuntarily rushed out, picked up the little girl, and protected her behind him. At this time, the motorcycle had already rushed to Cheng Siping and hit Cheng Siping's body directly. The sharp pain came instantly, and Cheng Siping's whole person flew up directly, jumped over the fence and flew towards the motorway. At this time, Cheng Siping, who was still a little sober, tried his best to throw the little girl towards the flower garden behind the fence.

Cheng Siping, who "banged" into the motorway, was hit by a car coming from behind and flew up again. Cheng Siping, who felt that his internal organs had been broken, suddenly woke up in his mind, and a smile suddenly slipped through the corners of his mouth, and then he said his last words in the world: "Fortunately, I bought personal accident insurance before." ”

In a daze, Cheng Siping felt that he was floating, and when he opened his eyes, he seemed to be in the morgue of the hospital. There was a bed in front of him, and under a white cloth covered it lay a corpse. Cheng Siping could feel that the one lying on it should be himself.

"Am I dead? So, I'm a ghost, haha...... Great, great......" Cheng Siping, who was floating in mid-air, was not desperate or panicked by his death at this time, but looked excited.

"You new ghost, you're really different. The other new ghosts, after finding out that they are dead, are either at a loss and ignorant, or crying bitterly and reluctantly, or they are panicked and frightened. It's strange that you are so happy. Just when Cheng Siping was happy, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Ah......" Cheng Siping was startled, looked back, and suddenly found that there was another person beside him at some point, uh, it should be a ghost, because it was the same as him, all floating in the air. Cheng Siping looked at the ghost beside him. I saw that this ghost was a tall and thin man, wearing a white suit, a pair of white leather shoes under his feet, and his whole body was white from head to toe, except for his hair. The whitest is his face, which is whiter than his white suit, which makes people feel crazy. But that's not the scariest thing, what really scares is his expression. grinned slightly, with a smile that I don't know whether it was a bitter smile or a mocking smile, so that Cheng Siping, who was a ghost, couldn't help but shudder after seeing it.

"You, are you?" Cheng Siping adjusted his mood and asked tentatively.

"Do you want to ask who I am? My name is so loud that you've heard it. The white-clothed ghost tightened the shirt of the suit, put on a posture, and said proudly: "One of the leaders of the ghosts, the top ten yin commanders in the underworld, known as Bai Impermanence, is me." ”

"Bai, Bai impermanence, Xie Bi'an?" Cheng Siping was really taken aback this time. This person's name, in * China, I'm afraid not many people don't know. No matter who believes in Buddhism and Taoism, who doesn't know that the soul is hooked and the impermanence of black and white.

"Hehe, you still know my original name, yes, yes, promising. When Bai Wuchang heard Cheng Siping shout the three words Xie Bi'an, he was quite happy, and even patted Cheng Siping's shoulder and said.

"Master Impermanence, that, I don't seem to have any great evil, what, how can I work and come here in person......" Cheng Siping thought of something at this time, and couldn't help crying. He vaguely remembered that he had flipped through the Internet before, saying that this ordinary ghost, black and white impermanence, has never made a move, and there are little ghosts below them, that is, ghosts to deal with. Only when they encounter evil spirits that are difficult to subdue, they come to take them personally. He thought that he had never done any great evil in his life, how could he make Bai Wuchang, one of the top ten yin commanders in the underworld, actually dispatch for him......