Half a month later, Gu Hao's father died suddenly in a rental house in the suburbs due to excessive drinking. His body was stinky before a neighbor discovered it and called the police. The police soon contacted his son Gu Hao in the city. .
After the other party learned about his father's death, he acted extremely coldly. He only authorized a funeral company to handle his father's death and scattered his ashes in the moat. He was not present during the entire process...
Gu Hao walked out of the bathroom exhausted, thinking about how long his current body could last. Logically speaking, based on Gu Hao's lifespan, he could at least live to be over seventy years old, but now it seems that He probably won't live that long...
After thinking about it, Gu Hao felt that he should just be an ordinary person for a few years and recuperate his body. Besides, now that he is being targeted by that guy named Meng Zhe, he might as well keep a low profile to avoid being targeted by that guy. Catch the pigtail.
After Meng Zhe got the report of Gu Hao's whereabouts today, he threw it on the coffee table with some irritation and said, "It's just trivial things every day... I'm so annoyed!"
Song Jiang picked it up and took a look at it, and found that it was indeed trivial matters related to work and get off work, eating and sleeping, so he smiled and said, "Who made you agree to that female city god in the first place? Do you regret it now?!"
Meng Zhe thought for a while and said, "Starting from tomorrow, there is no need to get these reports back from Lao Xu. Anyway, Li Meng's men are following him every day... I don't think that Gu Hao will do anything else in a short time." .”
"Isn't this bad? You have already promised me." Song Jiang said with some shame.
But Meng Zhe said confidently, "I promised her yes, but I didn't say when I would completely help her solve the problem?!"
"Can the majestic White Tiger God be such a rogue!" Song Jiang couldn't help but complain.
After hearing this, Meng Zhe defended himself and said, "How can this be a rogue? As long as that guy Gu Hao has done nothing wrong, I can't do anything to him... Otherwise, wouldn't it be unfair and unfair?"
Song Jiang originally thought that since the White Tiger God had said so, he wouldn't have to worry too much. Li Chenghuang wouldn't come to his door in person anyway... Who knows that he had a dream that night, dreaming of that beautiful woman? Cheng Huang opened the door and walked to his bed, insisting on taking him to a place to take a look.
At first, Song Jiang really thought this was a dream of his, and kept asking Li Chenghuang, "Sister Chenghuang, where are we going?!"
Li Meng smiled and didn't answer, and just led Song Jiang on the way in the fog, until the two of them came to a gloomy city gate. Song Jiang watched the wandering souls wandering towards the city gate. Only then did I feel that something was not quite right...
"Sister Chenghuang, where is this place? If you don't tell me, I will go home." Song Jiang said with a vigilant look.
After hearing this, Li Meng smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, sister, I don't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face. The holy king will not harm you in any way. It's just that there is an innocent soul in the realm under my jurisdiction who refuses to be reincarnated. He kept saying that he wanted to see the White Tiger Saint, and he also said that he had something important to report."
Song Jiang asked curiously upon hearing this, "Does he know the White Tiger God?"
Li Meng nodded and said, "Well, there was indeed an opportunity a thousand years ago... To be honest, if it was an ordinary innocent soul, how could I dare to alarm the Lord Shengjun? But that guy is a famous nail in the underworld, and he was killed eight hundred years ago. It was time for him to reincarnate, but he kept hanging on. He kept saying that he was an old subordinate of the White Tiger Lord, and if he had any grievances, he wanted to report his grievances to the Holy Lord in person. The Holy Lord had not yet awakened, so naturally no one took his words seriously. , Now that the Holy Lord is awake, I thought I might as well ask the Holy Lord if he still remembers such an old man?!"
After hearing this, Song Jiang was puzzled and said, "In that case, wouldn't it be enough to bring that wronged soul to the Holy Lord for a moment?"
But Li Meng said with an expression of embarrassment, "You don't understand, once this innocent soul from the underworld passes through Wangxiang Terrace, he can't look back. I can't let the Holy Lord condescend to see him as an innocent soul, right?!"
When Song Jiang heard this, he laughed dryly and said, "So you just arrested me?"
After hearing this, Li Meng quickly laughed and said, "How can it be a detention? It's a invitation...besides, don't you want to visit the Yinsi?"
When Song Jiang heard this, he hummed, "What's there to see here? It's not a tourist attraction..."
Unexpectedly, Li Meng said with some pride, "Little Song Jiang, don't think that anyone can hang around here in the underworld and be sent back politely. Only Li Shimin had this honor back then..."
Song Jiang immediately became energetic when he heard this, "Isn't it a legend that Li Shimin traveled to the underworld at night?!"
Li Meng chuckled and said, "Silly boy, some legends are not groundless."
Song Jiang curled his lips after hearing this and said, "Then where should we go first? It won't be the gate of hell ahead, right?!"
Li Meng shook his head and said, "You can't go through this hellish gate. There is an elevator in front of you. Let's just take the elevator down."
"Elevator? Is the Yinsi so advanced with the times now?" Song Jiang said in surprise.
Li Meng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Isn't this nonsense? How these dead ghosts lived in the upper world is very different down there. They have everything they should have... Don't think that we in the underworld are so backward, okay?"
As he spoke, Li Meng took Song Jiang to an elevator and entered a password for identification. After the two entered, Song Jiang saw Li Meng reaching out and pressing the down button.
He suddenly looked surprised and asked, "Why is this elevator still going down?"
When Li Meng heard this, he said in a funny voice, "Go to hell, go to hell. Who have you ever seen say that you go to hell?!"
Song Jiang felt unlucky after hearing this, thinking that he had gone to hell at such a young age...or was running errands for others and acting as a messenger. It was really unjust just thinking about it.
When Li Meng saw Song Jiang crying, he smiled and comforted him, "I heard that you write about the Internet. You didn't come to this hell for nothing. I guarantee you will be bursting with inspiration when you go back."
Having said that, Song Jiang never thought about going to hell in order to find inspiration, so he asked helplessly, "What's the name of that wronged soul? When did he die?!"
Li Meng dreamed and said, "It seems that his name was Zhao Fuchun. He died almost a thousand years ago. He was a general before he died."
"People from ancient times!" Song Jiang said with a look of astonishment.
Li Meng smiled and said, "The old members of your sage's family are naturally the ancients. Aren't you the only new member?!"
Although Song Jiang was a little speechless, he felt at ease since he had come so much, and thought about going back as soon as he saw the wronged soul. After all, this underworld is not really a popular attraction. For a mortal like him, it is better to return the favor as soon as possible...
