Late at night, in the urban village of the North District, in front of the computer.

"Damn, it's too late to update again!"

With a low scolding, Fan Xiaojian's fingers danced quickly, and pasted the chapter he had just finished writing on the writer's backstage.

After thinking about it, he quickly typed a line of words.

ps: I had a cold and fever of 40 degrees, and I finished writing this chapter with infusion. Brothers, for the sake of Xiaojian's insistence, I ask for monthly tickets and recommendation votes for support, and Xiaojian kneels down to thank all brothers. In addition, today is guaranteed to be five more! !!

Fan Xiaojian is 20 years old this year, single, in the urban village of the North District, owns a building, and seems to be very generous.

But in fact, all his property, in addition to the building left behind after the death of his parents, can collect some rent every month, the most valuable thing is the computer in front of him.

Because, Fan Xiaojian is an online novel author.

After releasing the latest chapter, Fan Xiaojian gritted his teeth, he promised to have five watches today, and he had to do it no matter what, even if he was sleepy, he couldn't sleep.

But now it's almost twelve o'clock, Fan Xiaojian is really a little unbearable, thinking about getting up to make a cup of coffee.

It's just that at the moment of getting up, maybe it was because he had been inactive for almost a day and a night, or maybe it was too much trouble to stay up late to write novels, so that Fan Xiaojian suddenly felt a dizziness in his mind, and then fell heavily to the ground.

......

I don't know how long it took, Fan Xiaojian woke up slowly, at first he felt groggy in his brain, but the next moment he was immediately awake.

Because, he found himself in an extremely strange place now.

The place was dim, as if it were a room, dark and gloomy.

"Where is this Nima?"

Fan Xiaojian muttered in his heart, and at this moment, an incomparably majestic, but slightly mechanical voice sounded.

"Fan Xiaobei, female, age 22, vocational college student, except for sometimes irregular menstruation and occasional abnormal vaginal discharge, is in good health. Died in the middle of the night on July 15, 2019, and his soul was sent to the prison under the jurisdiction of the Official......"

Before this majestic voice could be finished, Fan Xiaojian roared.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is a man!"

At the same time as the words came out, the master whose voice was extremely majestic also roared.

"Damn, why is it a man?"

In the sound of surprise, the whole room suddenly lit up, and then, a middle-aged man with a bearded face and wearing an ancient official uniform appeared in front of Fan Xiaojian, looking at Fan Xiaojian with a confused expression, and his eyes still converged on Fan Xiaojian's lower body, as if he wanted to determine Fan Xiaojian's gender.

"Of course it's a man. ”

Fan Xiaojian was startled by the middle-aged man at first, but soon seemed to remember something, and asked tentatively, "You...... You're a judge?!I'm ...... I'm dead?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer him, and after looking Fan Xiaojian up and down for a while, an extra ancient book came out of thin air in his hand, and after turning a few pages, an extra black line appeared on his face, and he muttered in his mouth.

"I'm going, what's the matter, I've caught the wrong person. ”

"Well, really. Recently, the Three Realms have been turbulent, and hell has been full, and many people have been drawn from Lao Tzu, so that Lao Tzu has to call temporary workers to lock his soul. ”

"It's good, I caught the wrong person. ”

Fan Xiaojian understood a little, he didn't deserve to die, it was this guy who looked like a judge who caught the wrong person, and immediately roared, "I don't deserve to die, my novel still needs to be updated, send me back quickly." ”

"What are you yelling ...... yelling", the middle-aged man's face became gloomy, and he scolded angrily, "Do you think that this official prison is opened by your family, you can come if you want, and you can leave if you want? Grandma, tell you, none of the people who have come here can go back." ”

Hearing the scolding, Fan Xiaojian was also angry and shouted directly.

"Who the wants to come, it's obvious that you were derelict in your duty to catch the wrong person. You...... Do you believe it that I will go to Lord Yama and the Jade Emperor to sue you?"

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man fell silent.

Although, with his identity, there can be countless ways to shut up Fan Xiaojian, but now that the Three Realms are in turmoil, the investigation from above is too strict, and many immortal officials and big tigers who are countless times more powerful than him have been investigated and imprisoned.

At the cusp of this kind of storm, if you are investigated because of a small matter, it will be a great loss.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's face softened, his tone softened a little, and he spoke.

"Little sword, it's really wrong that we caught you by mistake. However, this is hell, there are hard and fast rules, and it will take a bit of effort to get back. ”

"Hey, hey, don't stare at me, you kid, which dynasty and generation hasn't been wronged? Hell is naturally no exception, so ......"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man sneaked a glance at Fan Xiaojian, and seeing that his face was getting more and more ugly, he hurriedly changed his words.

"Actually, it stands to reason that it is our dereliction of duty to catch the wrong person, and we can let you go back. It's just that, alas, the day you died was not good, it was just late at night on the fifteenth day of July. It's already July 16, and the ghost gate has been closed, and it will not be allowed to open again for seven days. ”

"That is, except for us...... Well, civil servants, yes, civil servants, no one else has to come in, you understand?"

Fan Xiaojian didn't seem to understand, and it took a while before he reacted and hurriedly asked.

"That means I'm going to wait seven days before I can go back?"

"Alas......", the middle-aged man sighed, shook his head and said, "After seven days, your corpses are all decomposed, maybe they are all cremated, what is the use of you going back?"

"Damn, you're playing with me?"

Fan Xiaojian was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and roared directly.

"I don't care, I don't want to die, you must be responsible for this matter. Otherwise, I'm going to be like Monkey King and make a big fuss in your hell here. ”

Hearing the name 'Monkey King', the middle-aged man's face suddenly became very ugly, and even the muscles on his face were beating, and he didn't know why.

Then, he frowned, and after thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth.

"In this case, Lao Tzu made an exception and recruited you to become a temporary worker jailer in the Hell Prison here, so that you can temporarily return to the human world first. However, boy, you are not allowed to tell anyone about this, and after seven days, the official will also revoke your status as a jailer. ”

After saying this, the middle-aged man thought for a while and spoke again.

"Also, during these seven days, except for returning to the human world every day to enter the body, you must stay here at all other times, and you are not allowed to leave my sight for half a step. ”

"Temporary, jailer, go...... To help hook souls?"

Fan Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little dreamy and a little excited.

Lao Tzu doesn't want to make another mistake. ”

The middle-aged man scolded in a low voice, but he seemed to be afraid that Fan Xiaojian would be unhappy and poke this matter out, so he added another sentence.

"It's impossible to hook the soul! However, with Lao Tzu, you kid can see those immortals who can only be found in mythological books. Ahem, the immortal who committed the crime. ”