Chapter 13: The Ghost Road is Desolate

"Distant years?"

Seven or eight ghosts stopped and looked at each other.

"There's a play!"

The face of the awakening, who was curled up on the ground, immediately showed joy, and he was about to stand up.

"Do you know me?" asked one of the ghosts.

"No, do you know?" one ghost shook his head, asking the other.

"I haven't heard of it. The other ghost shook his head, and none of the seven or eight ghosts knew the distant years.

I don't know? How is it possible! I woke up and sighed in my heart, and the secret way was not good.

"You're kidding me, hit me!" Seven or eight ghosts glared angrily and viciously, and once again they rushed up, punching and kicking Awakening, with even more force, as if they were angry at Awakening for teasing them with their old age.

Awakening held his head and tried to curl up, he felt pain everywhere in his body, like a silver needle constantly piercing it, and every inch of skin was about to ooze blood.

After a while, seven or eight ghosts got tired, cursed and chattered, and gradually disappeared, leaving them awakened with wounds.

"Hey, I didn't expect ghosts to feel pain, it hurts. Wake sat up, groaned, checked his injuries, and opened his mouth to gasp. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on the backs of seven or eight souls, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The ghost who has seen the poisonous snake knows the way, and the eyes that wake up at this time are venomous, and they are no different from poisonous snakes!

The killer who worked for a period of time before his death woke up, his physical fitness was not good, he couldn't do martial arts, what he would do was to lie dormant in the shadows like a poisonous snake, and then thunder and attack, a fatal blow!

"No matter where you are, the law of the jungle is the eternal truth! If you don't have strength, you should be cowardly when you should be cowardly!" Su woke up and clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and stood up, and walked towards the City God Temple in Xudu with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Before his death, Su Xing was an orphan since he was a child, and his desire to become stronger was stronger than anyone else, and it has not weakened.

The institutions of the underworld are perfect, the positions are clear, and each performs its own duties.

Chenghuang, the god of nature, the magistrate, whoever has a city, there is a temple of the city god, and even far away from the palace of the Son of Heaven, the city god is the emperor of the earth.

The Yin Cao Difu divides the city god into five classes of titles: the ten halls of the city god, in charge of the ten halls of the city, the official is more than the ten yin handsome, the four judges!

Zhou Chenghuang, in charge of the thirteen states in the underworld, with one official rank; Fu Chenghuang, in charge of the state and the middle of the prefecture, with the second rank of the official; Du Chenghuang, who is in charge of the capital of the Fuzhong, with the third rank of the official; and the county town God, who is in charge of the middle and lower counties of the capital, with four official ranks.

Under the city god is the realm master, who is in charge of the realm of the ownerless, and has five official ranks. However, there is a saying among the city gods at all levels and even among the ghost officials and ghost officials, it is better to be a ghost official of the ten halls and nine grades than to be the master of the five-grade realm in the border area. It can be seen that the place of the realm lord is really not popular.

The city god of the capital of Xudu, respected as the city god of the ten halls, is comparable to the ten yin handsome, the four major judges, with hundreds of civil and military officials in hand, in charge of the city, the power can be described as monstrous, naturally it is not something that can be seen when you wake up.

As expected, Jin Yu stood at the Xudu Population Registration Office and waited for a few hours, without any sound of water, his palm clutched the token given by Meng Po - "Meng Po Forgets the Sutra", and the corners of his mouth sneered.

Half an hour later, at the population registration office of the Chenghuang Temple in the capital city, two pot-bellied ghost officials staggered out of it.

"How is it?, Lord Chenghuang, has promised to see me?" The sneer on the corner of Su Xing's mouth immediately retracted, the arc rose slightly, and he stepped forward to ask with a little flattery.

"See you?" one of the pot-bellied ghost officials stood on the steps, staring condescendingly at him, and said with a look of disdain, "How is it possible!

"But!" Su Xing gritted his teeth, took out his palm and pinched Zou Baba's "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra", and said extremely unwillingly, "I have Meng Po's token, and my mother-in-law said that as long as I have this token, I can meet Lord Chenghuang!"

"Hah!"

The two pot-bellied ghost officials glanced at each other, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

"If it's really a token of Lord Meng Po, Lord Chenghuang will naturally take the time to see you. But Master Meng Po is so busy, how can he have an intersection with a little ghost like you, and hand over the "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra" to you as a token. I think you've been deceived by pirated goods on the street. The ghost officer scoffed.

Wake up, the bottom of his heart continues to sink, and after the last discouragement, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Stand still. The other ghost official, who didn't speak, suddenly stopped and woke up.

Wake up's brow furrowed slightly, and he stopped.

"Wake up, your name has been registered, and now you're officially a citizen of the Ghost Country. The ghost official said loudly, his voice was the same as Hong Zhong's, "Also, change the shroud on your body, the other ghosts can see at a glance that you are a new ghost, and they are likely to bully you." ”

Shengxian shroud, sure enough

Su Xing was slightly stunned, and glanced at the ghost official with a little surprise: "Thank you." ”

The grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, wake up and remember his appearance at a glance, and turn away.

"Why do you want to be a ghost every time? ”

"Hey, the world is desolate, and it's not easy to be a ghost. ”

There was a faint conversation between the two ghost officials behind him, but these didn't care about the awakening thing, he stood at the foot of the city wall of Xudu Baizhang, buckled a piece of dark moss from the gray rock, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it with a frown.

"It doesn't taste better than the moss of the world. Su Xing muttered casually, leaning against the city wall, casually looking at the prosperous and prosperous capital, his heart was instantly empty, full of loneliness, and the ghosts were all strange.

However, awakening has become accustomed to it, but the scene is changed, from the human world to the underworld.

For the awakening of lonely wandering since childhood, these are commonplace.

"Find a place to settle down and try to survive. I didn't expect to be so troublesome to be a ghost, I would feel pain, I would die, I would be hungry, I would feel cold, what is the difference between this and people!" Su Xing complained dissatisfiedly, comforting himself.

At this time, Su Xing's sharp eyes found that under the corner of the city wall not far away, several ghosts were bullying the new ghosts, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching.

"Let's quickly change out of the Shengxian shroud. "Awakening doesn't have a coin to buy clothes, but he has another way.

"Thorn" the sound of tearing like paper, awakening from the robe-like ascension of the immortal shroud tore off a few corners, and then wound in other places, or knotted or braided rope, to make a different look.

"Yes, yes, it seems that the cross-dressing technique has not degraded. Su Xing looked at the clothes on his body with satisfaction, nodded, and saw the grass on the ground in the corner of his eyes, and suddenly lit up.

"I said how I felt like something was missing, and it turned out to be this. Su Xing smiled, bent down and tore down a handful of grass, wrung out the grass juice, painted on his chest like a dragon flying and a phoenix, and wrote the word "fierce"!

"That's it!" wakes up, shakes off the rotten grass and clapps his hands.

In order to see how the experiment would turn out, Wake swaggered past the ghost who was beating the new ghost, and clenched his fists excitedly as he walked into the distance.

"The effect is good, just now I was really afraid that those ghosts would beat me, and then it would be another meat and skin pain. Su Xing said, after solving the problem of clothes, he began to think about food and housing again.

In a strange city, penniless, it is not easy to survive.

Just like the ghost official said before, the world is desolate, and it is not easy to be a ghost. There are few good ghosts, and it is even less to be able to meet good ghosts by chance, waking up and looking at all kinds of buildings, asking a house price casually, all of which are high to make the ghost's scalp numb.

There is no sun and moon in the underworld, day and night, when you wake up tired, you find a bridge pier, curl up in it and take a nap, and when you are hungry and thirsty, you will grab the moss on the city wall to pad your stomach.

In about a month, he woke up and spent time like a vagabond, and the salary of a job he finally found was a hundred pendulums, which was enough for him to have a good meal.

"I've been in the neighborhood for a month, and I'm familiar with the neighborhood a lot, so I'm an old ghost. Su Xing clutched a hundred dark coins tightly in his palm, and comforted himself in a self-deprecating manner.

He is still wearing a modified immortal longevity robe, but there are no ghosts who think that awakening is a new ghost.

Now I woke up, even more embarrassed than when I first came to the underworld, the long black hair was sticky together, piece by piece, the face was black, there was a thick layer of mud on it, and it was dirty, only a pair of eyes were still the same as before, blazing.

"I have long heard of the ghost town mustard, Xianjia tofu, red pomelo, and spicy chicken in the ghost town, all of which are extremely delicious, hungry for ghosts and gods, I really want to try them. He covered his stomach with one hand and grabbed a handful of moss and stuffed it into his mouth, and then began to fantasize about ghost town mustard, fairy bean curd, yudu red heart pomelo, and ghost town spicy chicken in his mind.

As for actually eating ghost town mustard, Xianjia tofu milk, yudu red heart pomelo, and ghost town spicy chicken, just with a hundred coins, you can't buy the vegetable stalks of ghost town mustard, the tofu residue of Xianjia tofu, and the chicken bones of ghost town spicy chicken.

The fame is very big, even the mustard can be sky-high, a small bag of ghost town mustard will cost a thousand coins, not to mention the fairy tofu, the legend is that Da Luo Jinxian took a bite, and then praised the peerless delicacy, truly sky-high price of tofu, you can look at the tofu and sigh.

Su Xing didn't plan to use the hundred coins he had earned a month to cushion his stomach, he was going to find a bathhouse to take a bath, clean up his body, and then buy a clean clothes and prepare to find another job!

The Buddha wants to be gilded, and the ghost also needs clothes, and if you want to find a better job, how can you dress up well.

When you wake up dirty, you can only find a dirty job.

In the suburbs of Xudu, in a cold bathhouse, I woke up and tried my best to get the boss to agree and be able to enter the bath.

Wake up and take off your clothes, first take a shower, and then lift your feet and step into the bath.

Boom, the turquoise medicinal soap water overflowed, and the whole bathhouse was steaming, filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

"Whew, comfortable," woke up with his arms on the edge of the bath, leaning his back against the bath, squinting his eyes and moaning comfortably.

The warm and slowly flowing medicinal soap water is like a woman's delicate jade hand, gently caressing every inch of awakened skin, cartilage crisp tendons.

He woke up and groaned, and gradually fell asleep, he was too tired.