The sound of the gong, the clang, and the hundred ghosts open the way.

Unfortunately, the one who is walking in the front now is no longer a black and white, but a thin little girl with a mortal body.

Behind her two gazes, Su Jingwen was in tears.

Xie Bi'an was so cunning. Before she could agree, he used a magic trick to transfer her signature to a contract. For this reason, he felt sorry for losing one.

Xie Bi'an did not have the awareness of forcing good men to become prostitutes at all, and felt that his behavior was very good.

"Doesn't your human world attach great importance to contracts? Do you have five insurances and one fund? Sign labor remuneration early, and you have basic guarantees for your employees."

Su Jingwen hesitated a little: "We do not collect ghost coins in our human world."

Xie Bi'anli was not upright and strong: "That's because your banking system is too backward and hasn't created a model of penalized currency exchange. It's okay, you save it first, and in a hundred years, you will get a generous pension compensation."

She was simply a hooligan, completely subverting the image of being upright in the folk rumors. However, because of this, she was forced to become a social animal in the underworld. No, a civil servant.

What is different from Su Jingwen's imagination is that the Underworld is not a unique punk style skull design, nor does it have the gloomy feeling of blood flowing into a river, nor does it have the cycle of reincarnation that is full of bones.

Its shape is a very comfortable and simple Chinese style, with red bricks and tiles on the door, and there are red lanterns hanging on the door. The two golden lions with fierce eyes on the door made her look at it for a while.

"Aren't you the underworld? You still need a stone lion to ward off evil spirits?"

Xie Bi'an went to go through the contract flow procedures, leaving only the calm and calm Fan Wujiu next to him.

For the first time, the other party actually explained: "No, they are also ghost messengers, and they are all messengers."

Su Jingwen: "?" She glanced at it and saw the two stone lions turning from yellow to red. They suddenly rolled down from the stone slab, and their bodies grew and turned into ghost-shaped.

One of the ghosts had pointed horns on their heads, and a mask with a sharp mouth revealed a pair of big eyes with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes.

Su Jingwen was still a little stunned when she saw the big-turned-ghost ghost, and these ghost messengers were already close at hand, and she was curiously smelling left and right beside her, as if she was smelling a big piece of fat meat.

"Living person?"

"Is the food in the Underworld so good now? Have you brought us takeout?"

"Take-out" myself Su Jingwen: "..."

"You can't eat me, I have a labor contract." For the sake of life safety, Su Jingwen argued with reason.

The masked man looked at Fan Wujiu suspiciously and got the other party's nod. He was a little disappointed.

"What... little girl, we just joked that the Underworld had updated the system a hundred years ago and stopped eating people... Gurulu."

He sucked his saliva: "Sorry, little girl, I've been standing until now. I haven't eaten anything yet. You are so fragrant. Oh no, you taste so beautiful..."

Fan Wujiu's face turned dark: "Abang, Rakshasa, extra punishment for seven days."

Su Jingwen's ears moved, and she looked at the two ghosts with their heads drooping down curiously. It turned out that they were the legendary thugs and horse faces following Hei Bai Wuchang. Now they were tamed like two dogs who fell into the water.

It's a bit cute.

It would have been great if I hadn't sucked my saliva before I left.

Xie Bi'an's movements were very fast, and when he came back, he floated over directly. Even with his mental preparation, Su Jingwen felt that the impact was a bit too strong.

A red sedan chair stopped in front of Su Jingwen. What's different from the sedan chair in the mortal world is that it is not driven by human power, and there are two bright ghost fires below.

Mr. Xie Bi'an raised his hand: "Goddess, please."

Su Jingwen was surprised and puzzled: "You have special services...but is this sedan stable?"

"Of course," Xie Bi'an waved his hand, "this sedan has taken over hundreds of brides and has never had a traffic accident."

Su Jingwen: “…”

Isn’t that the sedan chair specially used for yin marriages in horror movies?

Seeing that her face was pale and ugly, Xie Bi'an thought she was disgusted, so he quickly explained: "Don't worry, it's all clean inside, and it's used with high-quality yellow spring water. It's absolutely pure and natural and pollution-free."

Under Su Jingwen's stern rejection, Xie Bi'an could only accept the other party's request to walk over, and there was a little regret.

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but along the way, many ghosts stretched their necks and looked at them. Most of the ghosts were very curious, what they looked like before they died and what they were like when they arrived in the underworld.

Along the way, she saw those with intestines, those with eyes, and those with broken skulls. At first glance, she was treated very tragically before her death.

When she saw Su Jingwen looking at her, she smiled friendlyly at her. It was a bit creepy, but after watching it for a long time, her acceptance became higher and higher, and she finally reached the point of numbness.

Xie Bi'an looked over and smiled with satisfaction: "Will you still be satisfied with our welcome?"

"I'm right, they are all your fans."

Su Jingwen had a strange look: "You arranged these?"

"Yes, yes," he promised after seeing Su Jingwen's face, "but these are all welcome events that they organized spontaneously with love for their idols, without any slight moisture."

Su Jingwen: "It doesn't have to be done. It's very good, I won't want it next time."

The road to the Palace of the Pluto is not very long. You will arrive bypassing a Naihe Bridge and spending the Forgetful River in a light boat.

Although the road is not long, it is extremely twists and turns along the way, and there are many ghost messengers patrolling. If it were not for the guidance of Black and White Impermanence, I would have been swallowed by a little ghost.

On the way, she also accepted a signature invitation from Meng Po, who is said to be a piece of iron powder, and received a canned Huangquan soup to thank him.

When Su Jingwen was shocked and confused, Meng Po smiled gently: "Don't worry, Goddess, this soup is not Meng Po soup that has forgotten the past. After drinking it, mortals can only temporarily forget their worries and help them sleep and nourish their spirits."

Only then did Su Jingwen feel relieved and became extremely curious about the things in the underworld.

Meng Po waved her hand: "If you need specialties, welcome to me to get it."

With the enthusiasm of several civil servants in the underworld, Su Jingwen also has great confidence in joining the company here.

But when I arrived at the Palace of the Holy One, I made a small mistake.

"Well, Pluto is going to retreat again?"

Xie Bi'an was very disappointed. He was a boss who was born with a madman in cultivation and a unyielding personality. Whenever his skill level increased, he always liked to have a refreshing duel with his mortal enemies.

But for three thousand years, there is no chance of winning.

So, there was a repeated jump in the fight - failure - retreat - fighting.

After hearing this, Su Jingwen felt awe-inspiring: Even Pluto is so unwilling to give in, he has a dream and a pursuit. He should really re-plan his career for a social animal like her.

Xie Bi'an also revealed a bigger piece of information; "His Highness Pluto is also one of your fan support teams, and is the president of our support team--"

Su Jingwen was flattered. She thought she was just a ghost fan. Unexpectedly, there was still Lord Hades. Is life in the underworld so boring? She still has a hobby to watch TV series in her spare time?

"By the way, are you interested in meeting your biggest fan head?"

Su Jingwen was shocked: "Is there anyone more powerful than His Highness Pluto?"

Xie Bi'an smiled and bent his eyes, feeling eager to try: "It's what I just said, His Highness Pluto has always been a mortal enemy."

Su Jingwen trembledly and discussed: "...No."
Chapter completed!