Jing'an Community.
He Hong was lying on the bed, blowing on the air conditioner, and looking at the photos of the cute little girls in his class in the photo album on his mobile phone.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this girl is really a beauty. I don't know which bastard will get her in the future! What a pity."
While He Hong was watching, he moved his body in bed.
Suddenly, I felt furry under my feet, like...
Like a human head!
He quickly opened the quilt and took a closer look.
It turned out to be his wife's pillow doll.
He Hong kicked the doll away, "It scared me to death."
Gulu——
His stomach suddenly growled.
I looked at the time on my phone. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon.
He Hong's eyes moved to the doll lying on the ground again. He suddenly remembered his wife who had just quarreled with him and ran back to her parents' home angrily.
Let out a long sigh.
This family just can't do it without a woman to cook.
He turned on his phone, opened Whale, and entered in the search box:
"How to cook a bowl of noodles?"
Soon, many instructions for cooking noodles appeared on the screen.
He randomly clicked on a video and studied for a while.
Then he got out of bed and walked to the kitchen, deciding to cook a bowl of noodles by himself.
Mix the water into the pot, then take out the noodles and throw them in. Stand quietly in front of the stove, waiting for the noodles to cook.
Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.
It sounded like someone entering the house and closing the door.
He Hong sneered, it must be his wife who made everything in heaven and earth come back.
"Aren't you going to divorce me? Why did you come back so dejectedly?"
He Hong took his chopsticks and strolled to the living room, but there was no one there!
He looked into other rooms and searched.
Still no one.
He Hong couldn't help but be a little confused, "What's going on? It's like seeing a ghost!"
Speaking of ghosts, he couldn't help but think of Haohao in his class.
When Haohao died, his eyes turned white, staring at him like dead fish eyes.
And Haohao fucking Song Wei.
He had seen a photo of her jumping off a building on the news. Her head was covered in blood, her limbs were twisted like molluscs, lying on the ground in a mess, and she died with her eyes closed.
He couldn't help but shuddered, "Isn't it the mother and son who came back to look for me?"
Soon, he slapped himself again.
"He Hong, you are a famous teacher! How can you believe these lies? There are no ghosts in the world! Besides, I just found a few men to follow her for a few days and warned her not to make trouble again. She I'm going to jump off the building! Don't care about my business!"
After emboldening himself, he suddenly remembered the noodles in the pot.
Run back to the kitchen quickly.
The lid of the pot was covered with dried noodle soup foam. When I lifted the lid, I found that the water in the pot had already boiled dry!
The noodles were so soft that they all stuck to the bottom of the pot.
He Hong quickly picked up the pot and prepared to pour out the noodles.
Who knows, just turned around.
A white figure suddenly rushed over from the living room and met his eyes. A frightening cold air was exuding from the whole body, rushing from the tailbone up the back to the forehead.
He saw clearly that Bai Ying'er was Haohao's mother Song Wei!
"ah!"
He Hong let go of his hand and the pot fell to the ground, causing blisters on his feet.
He wanted to run, but as soon as he moved his legs, the blisters on the instep burst, mucus seeped out, and the rotten flesh rubbed against the slippers, making it difficult for him to move even an inch.
Song Wei let out a long and terrifying laugh, which echoed eerily throughout the entire house.
She stretched out her hand, clasped it on He Hong's Tianling Gai, and turned her wrist.
He pressed He Hong's head straight into the burning gas stove.
The flames burned the skin, and the sound of popping grease was heard.
As soon as Song Wei let go of his hand, He Hong fell to the ground, his face changed beyond recognition.
Then, Song Wei planned to leave.
As soon as he turned around, he met Sang Luo, who appeared in the form of a spirit body.
"Master Yunze! You...how could you..."
Sang Luo tilted his head and looked at He Hong lying on the floor in the kitchen, and then said: "Do you know that if you do this, you will be punished in the sixth level of copper pillar hell in the underworld, and you will not be able to be reborn in a good pregnancy for three consecutive lives? ?”
Song Wei's face was calm, and there was even a sense of comfort and relief between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"As long as I can get revenge, I am willing to do so."
King Qin Guang suddenly broke in, "You evil ghost! You have messed up the fate of mortals. Follow me back to hell to be punished!"
Song Wei followed the sound and saw a man wearing a red robe and a crown staring at her angrily.
Although she didn't know who this man was, her instinct told her that she was very afraid of this man.
But soon, she overcame her fear.
He said in an extremely calm tone: "Is there any punishment that will make me disappear into ashes and never enter reincarnation?"
Qin Guang looked at Sang Luo asking for help, and Sang Luo understood immediately.
Sang Luo looked at Song Wei's face, and then said: "Don't worry, after you finish your punishment, you will have a beautiful life after three reincarnations."
Song Wei shook his head and looked out the window.
The red clouds after the sun sets, smearing the entire sky, gorgeous and brilliant.
"I have completely lost interest in human life. What is the meaning of living in this world? It is nothing more than being born, studying, falling in love, getting married, having children, raising offspring... In countless days of sunrise and sunset, living Repeating days, working hard to survive."
"Even if I live a beautiful life, I will return to dust in the end, and I can't take away a single thing I had during my lifetime. Then I will be reincarnated again, and the cycle continues."
Song Wei looked at Sang Luo, "I'm tired and don't want to live such a life anymore."
Sang Luo looked at Song Wei, who was heartbroken, nodded and said, "Well, I have a way to save you from ashes and reincarnation."
Song Wei's eyes flashed with light after hearing this, "What method?"
Sang Luo smiled and said, "The Underworld Ghost Division just has a vacant position as a night patrol envoy. Are you willing to take it?"
After Song Wei heard this, she looked at Sang Luo in disbelief. In an instant, she seemed to understand something.
This Master Yunze is probably an underworld boss! No wonder people on the Internet say that she is extremely accurate in fortune-telling.
"Yes! Very willing!" Song Wei nodded and said.
Twilight all round.
At this time, a dark wind blew up in the living room, and a black stone door suddenly appeared in the living room.
Two people walked out, one in black and one in white, both wearing high hats.
On the hat of the black clothes is written: Peace under heaven.
On the hat of the white clothes is written: Make money at first sight.
Black and white impermanence comes to Suohe Hong's soul.
Hei Bai Wuchang was shocked when he saw Sang Luo and Queen Qin Guang. Why did he meet these two big guys?
Then he bowed and saluted.
He skipped towards the kitchen.
There was already a soul squatting in the corner of the kitchen, timid and afraid to come out.
After Black and White Wuchang locked He Hong's soul, he jumped into the door again.
In the living room, the door disappeared again.
Sang Luo said to Song Wei: "Don't worry, after arriving in the underworld, he will be tortured, then pounded into a pulp, and thrown into the Wangchuan River to feed the fish."
A satisfied smile appeared on Song Wei's face.
But the next second, her smile froze.
"But if you kill He Hong, you have to be punished first, and then you can take up the post of patrol envoy."
Song Wei nodded numbly, "Okay. You should be responsible for what you do."
King Qin Guang pulled Song Wei to leave.
Sang Luo grabbed King Qin Guang and asked, "Do you know who I was before I came to the underworld?"
