A person's life, from being born in the world, birth, old age, sickness and death, drinking Mengpo soup, walking through the Naihe Bridge, letting go of everything he has experienced and starting over, may be a kind of happiness or a kind of misfortune, and everything is unknown.

There is a city in the underworld called the City of Death. As the name suggests, the people living in this city are people who have died of life due to various accidents.

It can be said that the lives of the city of Wude are all unfortunate souls. After all, there are accidents everywhere. The souls wandering in the city of Wude will wait until their original life is exhausted, and then they will be reincarnated like those who have died.

This story begins in the city of Wu Death...

A small wooden house that looks like a dilapidated one, of course, is also very dilapidated. A wooden bed that looks precarious, a stove that has not been used for many years, and a stool that has a leg that is missing constitutes everything in this dilapidated wooden house.

Of course there was the boy lying on the wooden bed.

How can this young man say, it is an insignificant soul in the unfortunate place of Wude Death City. He came here because he accidentally did not talk to the King of Hell about any conditions and gold fingers with the protagonists of the novel. He was an ordinary boy during his lifetime, but now he is just an ordinary soul.

For this unfortunate young man, it is probably a blessing in disguise for food, clothing, housing and transportation. After all, the soul will not starve to death.

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The night is like ink, and the hazy drizzle brings a hint of coolness to the hot summer land. The empty streets are desolate and lonely, and you can hear only the sound of drizzle falling to the ground.

A figure gradually emerged in the darkness, and his body and steps were a little frivolous.

Mo Yanqing walked in the middle of the street, letting the rain water pour out his clothes, and with a hint of cold rain, Mo Yanqing's tears were mixed with the rain.

If the college entrance examination represents a turning point in life, then for Mo Yanqing, the turning point is a bit strange and unacceptable. Perhaps the mood of ups and downs is not something that ordinary people can bear.

On the same day, just a few minutes ago, before Mo Yun had time to be excited when he received the admission letter from Huaxia University, his girlfriend's breakup call also followed.

Mo Yanqing didn't expect that the curse of graduation season would fall on him, and Mo Yanqing did not make any extreme moves. He just found an inconspicuous small restaurant alone and started drinking.

Feeling the chill from the rain, Mo Yanqing smiled bitterly and patted his brain, which was paralyzed by alcohol, with some chaos. At the same time, a dazzling light made Mo Yanqing lose his vision temporarily.

At the same time, a severe pain was transmitted to Mo Yanqing's brain, and his consciousness also had a brief sense of fainting under the impact of the pain. After Mo Yanqing's eyes lit up again, Mo Yanqing saw his body flying in the air and fell uncontrollably towards the distance.

Immediately afterwards, with a heavy object falling and the muffled sound of the ground, Mo Yanqing's vision, which had been restored for a while, began to blur again. Memory fragments passed through his mind, and Mo Yanqing's consciousness slowly dissipated. (It is said that the person who was hit by a car was usually not killed by the crash, but fell to the ground and fell to death)

Mo Yanqing's last thought before his consciousness completely dissipated was that he was unwilling to accept that his life was so short.

Blood spread on the ground. The driver who hit Mo Yanqing looked around in panic. No one, nor surveillance video. Under the influence of various factors, the driver hurriedly drove away. He lost a very ordinary hit-and-run, and only a trivial life was lost.

The only thing left behind was the blood all over the ground that was constantly washed by the rain and the body of Mo Yanqing who had lost his vitality.

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Mo Yanqing suddenly opened her eyes. Since she arrived at the Wude City, Mo Yanqing has been dreaming about what she had experienced when she died.

Mo Yanqing let out a long sigh. Mo Yanqing didn't know. Maybe he couldn't remember how long he had been to the Wude City. The only thing Mo Yanqing remembered now was that when he first arrived at the Wude City, the old man in charge of registering at the city gate said that he could go to reincarnation and start over as long as he stayed in Wude City for three years.

After three years, Mo Yanqing naturally knew what the so-called three years meant. Mo Yanqing had just grown up this year, that is, at the age of eighteen, which means that even if Mo Yanqing died without an accident, he would still not be able to escape death after three years of age 21.

Sure enough, it was unfortunate. This was the idea that Mo Yanqing had been keeping in the city of Wushen, and therefore Mo Yanqing stayed on the wooden bed and didn't want to move.

In fact, in the Wude City, as long as you are willing to work hard to do something, you can at least live in a good house. Unfortunately, Mo Yanqing doesn’t want to work hard at all now, so he can only deserve this dilapidated wooden house.

"Ding...Ding...Ding...Ding..."

A dull knock on the door sounded, but Mo Yanqing didn't want to get up and open the door.

"Is anyone here?"

The crisp sound rang out with the knock on the door, and it seemed that the people outside the door did not intend to give up and leave.

Mo Yanqing squirted slightly, but that's all.

Listening to the sound, there should be a girl outside the door. Just from the sound, this girl should be very pretty, which is what Mo Yanqing thought.

Although there was no response in the room, the girl outside the door still did not intend to give up and continued to knock on the door.

Mo Yanqing opened her eyes, frowned slightly, and sighed. Maybe she should really get up and move.

Although I had been lying for a long time, Mo Yanqing was already a soul that had lost her soul, so something like a body that was stiff and unable to move did not happen.

Mo Yun floated to the door in a few seconds. After all, the room where Mo Yanqing lived was too small. Mo Yanqing raised his hand and held something on the door that should be considered a handle, and opened the door of the wooden house.

It is worth mentioning that the underworld, that is, the house in the underworld, cannot pass even the dilapidated door without the consent of the owner. Of course, this is to exclude those powerful guys in the underworld from outside. Otherwise, the door of the broken wooden house where Mo Yanqing lives cannot bear any strength at all, even the power of a thin girl.

It turns out that she is a pretty girl. This is Mo Yanqing's first thought when she saw outsiders.

Although the soul still maintains its appearance during its lifetime, the soul looks pure due to the absence of **, which means that the skin only has a pale color.

Mo Yanqing looked at the uninvited guest outside the door and asked, "Do you have anything to do?"

(To be continued)

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