Although Xu Yuyang has experienced Yang souls leaving the body several times, he has never encountered Yang souls or Yin souls other than himself many times before. However, at this moment, he has seen so many dead souls. She

How can you not be afraid?

Xu Yuyang had no choice but to lower his head and hurriedly float upstairs. When he passed by the middle-aged uncle who had penetrated his chest and suffered from heart failure, he was grabbed by him. Xu Yuyang's Yanghun was frightened.

"Little girl, how can you go to the gate of hell and try to block it?"

Xu Yuyang was frightened, "I, I didn't want to interfere, I, I'm not dead yet!"

The middle-aged uncle snorted: "Yes, each of us said the same thing when we came here! Little girl, face the reality, if you are not dead, how can I catch you?"

Xu Yuyang was stunned when he heard this. Yes, if I hadn't died, how could I have been caught by him?

At this moment, another nurse hurried down from the second floor carrying a tray and passed between the two souls with a "whoosh" sound.

The middle-aged uncle chuckled: "Did you see it? We can only see and hear people's births, but we can't catch them. If you can be caught by me, it means you are dead, little girl!"

Xu Yuyang shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I'm not dead!"

"Haha, little girl, face the reality. Otherwise, when you get to the front and see a big black face, you have to come back and line up. Why bother to find that person who is uncomfortable there? Why don't you just line up here with the big brother. The two of us can talk and relieve our boredom.

Tell me, brother, what is your name?"

Xu Yuyang was extremely panicked and shouted: "Let me go, let me go!"

At this time, the young man with a broken arm turned around and said, "Brother, we are all like this, why do we still care about her? Can you stop meddling in other people's business and let us all be quiet!"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Brother went to that crossing today just to wait for someone, but something happened before the person arrived. I have to find the person I'm waiting for even if I die."

"Haha, brother, I just heard you asking this little beauty. Didn't I say, brother, how old are you now? Are you still using 'face messaging' to make appointments with netizens?"

The middle-aged uncle smiled awkwardly: "Young man, I just heard that you claim to be a national second-level athlete. It's a pity that you have lost such a good age. I not only feel pity for you, but also for those two nurses. Why are you not alive?

When I met you?"

The young man snorted, "Brother, even though I am young, I have a lot of fun, as much as those two!"

"Brother, I have a lot of money, and I can go out and have all sorts of things. What's wrong with the fact that I just like to date online friends?"

"Haha, using money to solve problems is nothing. Brother, I will make money back!"

"Haha, young man, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Brother, now that everyone is fucking dead, what do you remember after eating that bowl of Meng Po soup? Your money is of no use! I don't know who you left it to! So, please let me know.

Let’s get rid of the new little girl and let everyone be quiet and peaceful!”

The middle-aged man let out a "hum" and let go of his hand, "Little girl, don't be afraid when you see that big black face. Brother, I tried my best to persuade you, but you just didn't listen!"

Xu Yuyang's Yang Soul was freed and he still had so many concerns, so he hurriedly floated upstairs!

However, just as he arrived at the stairwell of the second floor, he bumped into a black figure. Xu Yuyang's Yanghun exclaimed "Ah", took two steps back, and looked up.

But he saw the dark figure in front of him, who was not tall, but was wide and fat. He was covered in a black robe. He had a black face on the bottom of a pot, a pair of big ring eyes, a flat nose and a big mouth, short cheeks and a short beard.

On top of his head was a 30cm high black lacquered official hat with the words "The World is Peaceful" written in white on it. In his left hand was a pair of handcuffs and in his right palm was a mourning stick.

How could Xu Yuyang, a high-achieving university student who could speak the No. 8 Middle School language, not recognize the divine king in front of him? He was almost scared out of his wits!

But Wen Hei Wuchang shouted: "What the hell are you doing? Can you please calm down and cry separately? Don't whisper to each other!"

The sound was like thunder, which only shook the long-lit lamp in the stairwell. The ghosts dared to talk nonsense even if they saw the ghost coming, so they had no choice but to lower their heads and weep!

Hei Wuchang said harshly: "According to the regulations of the underworld: you have reached the end of your life span, and you should have been handcuffed and shackled by this god to prevent you from escaping. However, this god is concerned about today's harmonious society and is soul-oriented, so I have not treated you."

I have imposed severe laws on you, only to make you wait like this, but unexpectedly you keep making noises, which is really annoying! If you violate it again, I will not let you go lightly! I also want you to experience the torture of the underworld!"

All the dead souls were trembling. After Hei Wuchang finished speaking, he turned to look at Xu Yuyang Yanghun and said viciously: "Why are you new here?"

Xu Yuyang was already scared out of his mind and nodded, "Yes." Then he shook his head hastily, "Oh, no, no!"

Hei Wuchang and Fan Wushe snorted coldly: "I don't even know if he's new or not. He's really a 'muddlehead'! Did you just register with Brother Seven?"

Xu Yuyang shook his head: "I haven't...,,,,,,"

Before Xu Yuyang could finish speaking, Fan Wushe put the mourning stick in his hand under his arm and grabbed Xu Yuyang's Yanghun arm: "Since you haven't registered yet, go to Seventh Brother to register first!"

Xu Yuyang refused to go anywhere and was so frightened that she just sat on the ground. However, her petite figure could not withstand the pull of the gods and ghosts. She was immediately pulled into the corridor on the second floor by Fan Wushe!

Xu Yuyang cried repeatedly: "Shenjun, Shenjun, listen to me, what I said is that I am not dead yet! I am not dead yet!"

Fan Wushe snorted coldly: "Yeah, everyone thinks they are not dead yet, even the newcomers say so!"

Xu Yuyang waved his hands repeatedly, "Shenjun, I really am not dead yet!"

However, her resistance seemed so weak in front of Hei Wuchang and Fan Wushe. In just a few seconds, Xu Yuyang was pulled in front of Xie Bi'an who was standing in front of the stairwell aisle on the second floor!

But I saw that Bai Wuchang was two meters tall, with a slender figure covered in a white robe, with a pale face, a long blood-red tongue spitting out half a meter from his mouth, and a thirty-centimeter-long white sand official hat hanging on his chest.

It says "make money at first sight" in four large ink characters!

He holds the judge's pen in his right hand, the book of life and death in his left hand, and the soul-calling flag is inserted into his neck. Although he is smiling, he looks even more sinister and terrifying!

Seeing this, Xu Yuyang even broke out in cold sweat!

Fan Wushe chuckled: "Brother Seven has another new one here, and she said she hasn't registered yet!"

Xu Yuyang's Yang Soul cried out with all his strength: "It's not that I haven't registered yet, it's that I'm not dead yet!"

Xie Bi'an glanced at Xu Yuyang, "Old man, you're not doing this job thoroughly. This is obviously a woman's yang soul. Why did you drag me here to register it?"

Fan Wushe chuckled: "Oh, Seventh Brother, I'm so busy today, I forgot to do my work. It's easy to say, brother just sucked her Yang Soul!"

When he finished speaking, he moved his big black head towards Xu Yuyang!

How could Xu Yuyang be willing to do anything? He only had this ray of Yang soul left now. How could he survive if he was really sucked away by Fan Wushe?

So he hurriedly knelt down and said, "Two gods, this little girl's life should not be cut off today. If you don't believe me, please see if there is a little girl's name on the book of life and death!"

Hearing this, Xie Bi'an pulled Fan Wushe's hand, "The little girl is right, eighth brother, please don't rush to take action!"

Fan Wushe straightened up: "Brother Qi, you are so wordy!"

"Since you and I are ghost agents, we must not be careless when carrying out such important responsibilities!"

Fan Wushe snorted and said nothing.

Xie Bi'an showed a smile, but his dignified appearance was more terrifying when he smiled than when he cried!

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Shenjun, my name is Xu Yuyang, I am Xu, the jade of a good marriage, the Yang that flies in the wind! Please look at your life and death book to see if there is a little girl's name, and see if the little girl has really reached the end of her life!"

Xie Bian's face was full of smiles, "Okay, okay, okay, little girl, don't be anxious, let me come and take a look!" As he said that, he picked up the pen and brushed a few dots on the book of life and death, and wrote the three words "Xu Yuyang"!
Chapter completed!