There is an end to life in the world of the sun, so why not return to the underworld after death. The earth and the underworld are all similar, just like wandering in a foreign land.
All the past will always be lost in the long river of time. No matter how bright the old days are, they can only be dazzling in the memory, and most importantly, they cannot match the light of the new sun.
The city in front of you is a lively scene, with people coming and going, and shouts coming and going. If the word "Fengdu" on the city gate is blocked, it will look a bit like a human being.
"That's unreasonable! I thought the old immortal was considered a tyrant on earth back then! How could he be in such a situation today?" A voice of complaint suddenly came from a certain restaurant, large or small.
"You have the nerve to say that! This matter is not all your fault!" followed by a cold snort.
"Blame me? You brat is really arrogant. How can you blame me for this?" The complaint in the voice suddenly became weaker, but he still had the courage to speak.
"Nonsense! If it weren't for the fact that you were so noisy at that time, how could I have offended the subordinates of Lord Yishan King?" The person who spoke was none other than Wu Fan, who was already dead. If you just look at it from the outside, he is no different from a living person at this time, which is really strange. But as long as you take another look at the word Fengdu on the city gate, everything will fall into place.
Going back to that day, Wu Fan passed all the difficulties and finally completed the registration and became a new ghost with an identity. Because he had accumulated a lot of people this time and subsequent registration would take a long time, he spent a short period of time in Fengdu City.
But not long after such good days passed, these new ghosts were gathered together under an order. It was said that they were asked to make some contributions to the ghost world.
Logically speaking, Wu Fan has not done many evil deeds in his life, and his ranking is extremely high. He should be assigned to the three halls of Li, Hu, and Li to do easy tasks. Even if he is not good at it, he should be more prestigious in the two halls of Bing and Xing!
But at that time, the withered old immortal who was hiding in the iron rod kept shouting. The noise made Wu Fan suffer from a headache and he could only scold him in a low voice. But this sound was taken by the visitor as a contradiction to him, so he was thrown to the lowest position in the work hall, where he could only do thankless drudgery.
Wu Fan was naturally very miserable at the beginning, but fortunately not long after, someone in the mortal world sent him a huge sum of money to the Support Pavilion, which eased his tight life.
It can be said that the relationship between ghosts is as complex as the human relationship. Wu Fan struggled here for a long time and finally understood the new truth. If he continues to be simple, nothing will change. He can only change the status quo by learning to be diplomatic.
So he used the huge sum of money he got out of nowhere to bribe his boss, and his situation finally changed a little. Although he was still in the work hall at the moment, it was much better than the previous days when he got up early and worked late at night. …At least I can find some time. Just like today, he could still take the opportunity to come to Fengdu City and take a break from the busy work.
"Boy! Don't be so messy. Old Immortal, I said happily to myself, can you control me? Is it because you are young and can't hold your breath and insist on talking too much?" The withered old Immortal was still unconvinced and taunted. road.
"I don't care about you? I don't care about you!" Wu Fan looked helpless, "I just think you are a little funny!"
"How funny? Why is it so funny, old immortal?" the withered old immortal muttered.
"Look at you, you usually hide in this iron rod, protected from the wind and rain. It's obviously me who suffers the hard work. I really don't know what you have to complain about?" Wu Fan shrugged.
"Complain? Old Immortal, why don't I complain because you feel it's unfair?" the withered old Immortal whispered.
Because they are familiar with each other, the two of them will bicker a few words when they have nothing to do. Moreover, the two of them can be regarded as relying on each other, and they will not hurt their harmony at all because of these few words.
Just when Wu Fan and the withered old immortal were bickering with each other, a burst of whispers suddenly came from the side.
"Look, that guy is so strange. He is actually talking to the same iron rod. How strange!" A man who looked like a scholar said eloquently.
"Shh! Don't talk nonsense. I think he is dressed like someone from the Sixth Hall!" The thick-browed man at the same table hurriedly interrupted the former.
"How is it possible! This person is obviously so young?" The scholar was confused for a while.
"Have you forgotten? This ghost lifespan is different from human lifespan. It will not change its appearance as it grows, so in the ghost world, it is impossible to judge the true age by appearance!" Nongmei shook his head and sighed.
"I... am already dead, but I forgot about it!" The scholar felt pain on his face when he heard this, and he sobbed softly.
Wu Fan listened to the exchanges between these people word for word, and roughly understood that these people should be a new group of ghosts who had just arrived. Seeing the scholar hiding his face and crying, Wu Fan was also filled with emotion. After all, he felt lost and uncomfortable at first.
Thinking of this, he drank the "strong wine" in the glass in one gulp, got up and walked towards the table with those people.
"A young man has been hanging around for more than ten years just to achieve success. Who would have expected that he would be in trouble just after leaving home... What a tragedy! What a tragedy!" The scholar was still brooding over the old facts and shed tears.
"Death and life are just ordinary things, so why bother with ordinary thoughts now? Fame and wealth in the world are nothing but eternity. Only here is eternity! Since you are unwilling to give up, why don't you try to make a name for yourself here?"
When the scholar was crying so hard, a brisk voice suddenly sounded in his ears. He looked up and saw that standing next to him was the young man who had spoken to the iron rod before.
"Sir... Your Majesty..." The thick-browed man also looked embarrassed when he saw the visitor, and he pulled several people on the table to stand up.
"This is the ghost world, don't worry about the rules of the mortal world, just sit down..." Wu Fan smiled and motioned to the others not to get up.
"Are you all new here?" Wu Fan felt that there was so much excitement in Fengdu City since he came out of the Gongdian Palace, and asked out of curiosity.
"Yes, sir!" the thick-browed man replied hurriedly, "and we are the first batch."
"The first batch?" Wu Fan was a little confused, wondering when the registration would be carried out in batches?
"That's right!" The man with thick eyebrows nodded, holding his chin and said: "I heard on the road that there seemed to be a lot of casualties in the mortal world recently, and the ghost world couldn't accommodate it for a while, so it had to be carried out in batches... But the interval between them should not be long, It seems that when our batch of registration is over, the second batch of new ghosts will come..."
"What did you say?" Before the thick-browed man could finish his words, the man stood up with a loud sound and cursed at the iron rod: "You've done me a terrible job!" and then disappeared in a flash. They disappeared, leaving them stunned and lost in thought.
"What you say makes sense, sir! Don't worry, sir! Xiaosheng will definitely make a career here! Huh?" The scholar finally recovered, but he only saw Wu Fan's back...
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"Where did this kid come from? He was so unruly! Didn't you see they were all queuing up? I'm in a bad mood, so don't make trouble for me!" An unhappy voice came from the cup on the table at the New Ghost Registration Office. He came out and yelled loudly.
"Master Teacup Ghost, I wonder if you still remember me?"
"Remember you? It's a joke. Are you going to die twice?" With a disdain, a blue-colored kid poked his head out of the teacup on the table angrily.
"Ouch, why is it your kid?" After seeing who was coming, Teacup Ghost's expression changed and he hurriedly jumped out of the cup, "You... don't call me an adult, you'd better call me Teacup Ghost!"
The teacup ghost looked around, and then asked in a low voice: "You... did you come here by yourself?"
Seeing the latter nodding, the teacup ghost breathed a sigh of relief and shouted sharply in the distance: "The new ghosts who are queuing up to register should not make any noise. Just wait where you are!"
After saying that, it signaled the visitor to follow it, then got back into the teacup and rolled away...
"Master Teacup Ghost... No, no, Teacup Ghost, I just want to ask you a few words. You don't have to be so nervous." The person who came was none other than Wu Fan. When he saw that Teacup Ghost looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, he felt a little bit. baffling.
"It's always better to be cautious, just ask!" Teacup Ghost led Wu Fan to a remote place, and then spoke again.
"Okay... I just want to ask how long it will take before the next batch comes after this registration?" Wu Fan thought about it all the way, but he always felt very unsure, thinking that this teacup ghost should know something.
"Why does this kid want to know?" Teacup Ghost's face turned dark and he said to himself.
"Yeah?" Wu Fan scratched his head, "Could it be...who else wants to know?"
"Ahem...that's not important." The teacup ghost realized that he had made a mistake and hurriedly changed the subject: "What do you want to do by asking this?"
"It's not the Gongdian's business!" Wu Fan had no intention of digging into the details and smiled helplessly: "I was ordered by the Gongdian to clean up the Wild Ghost Village. I thought I still had plenty of time, so I was lazy for a while! I just heard by chance that the next The batch of new ghosts is about to arrive, but I’m not sure yet, so I wanted to ask how much time we have.”
"Really?" Teacup Ghost crossed his arms and looked at Wufan for a few times. When he saw that the latter really didn't look like he was lying, he also conjured a booklet out of his fingernail-sized mouth and started flipping the pages, " Don't worry, don't worry...let me see..."
"The mortal world has been really uneventful recently. It was originally the turn of the 36,501 soul-guarding halls to be filled with souls. How could we wait until the year of the monkey? Who knew that a batch of these soul-guarding halls had just been sent away? The temple was filled up again... It's really pitiful to say that these souls have not yet reached the moment of death, but they can no longer be retained because the soul-keeping palace has reached its capacity limit..." Teacup Ghost complained in a low voice while rummaging around. Originally, he My days are very leisurely, but I have been so busy recently that even the teacup has a few cracks.
"I have roughly calculated that if the current registration speed is used, it will take less than three days for the next batch of souls to enter the Huangquan Road. As for when they will arrive at the Wild Ghost Village, I can't decide..." Teacup The ghost closed the book and swallowed it in his mouth, then smacked his lips and said.
"That is to say... I only have three days left..." Wu Fan frowned. Although there were Evil Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain in front of the Wild Ghost Village, they could not stop him for too long.
The situation in this wild ghost village is complicated, and there are a lot of things that need to be dealt with. Even if he is given ten and a half days, he cannot guarantee that everything will be perfect...
"Boy, you were sent to clean up the Wild Ghost Village at this time. Even the Teacup Ghost wonders if you have offended someone?" The Teacup Ghost couldn't help but remind him.
"Alas, now we can only take one step at a time..." Wu Fan couldn't figure it out and could only sigh.
