In the brightly lit cinema hall, Su Qingxing, Murong, Qin Guan and Bai Hua stood on the soft red carpet in the cinema hall, looking up into the air in unison.
The image that is exactly the same as the Grim Reaper appeared in front of everyone after the recombination of black and white particles. Although it has an extremely outstanding appearance and momentum, the face of the "Grim Reaper" has an indifference of contempt for everything. Survived to the last tester.
"Reaper, are you here to pick me up?" Even after going through so many blows, Bai Hua still had the last glimmer of hope in his eyes. He walked right in front of the image of Reaper, opened his arms and said loudly, "Please , Take me away now! As long as I can get out of here, as long as I can be with you, let me do anything!"
Bai Hua's eyes were full of pleading, and the most humble gesture of the handsome young man could indeed shake people's hearts at certain times.
It's a pity that the person standing in front of him is not a living person, let alone a god of death, but just a program created by the builder Zhu Sha to perfect the whole world.
So the image of the god of death just slowly fell from mid-air, and stretched out his hand to push the birch that was rushing away, and announced in an emotionless voice like His Highness the god of death——
"The trial is over, there are two passers."
After hearing the words of the image of death, Murong's first reaction was to look around, and asked suspiciously: "Two people? But there are four people here. Even if Bai Hua fails, it should be three people."
"Don't be stupid." Qin saw it more clearly, "After what happened just now, do you still think that Brother Qingxing standing over there is an ordinary person?"
"Please guide the way to announce the final result." Next, the image of the god of death made a move that was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Su Qingxing never thought that this image that was exactly the same as the god of death bowed down respectfully to him. Stay there with a gesture of salutation.
Although he knew it was just an image created by Zhu Sha, Su Qingxing still felt that Zhu Sha, a lawless guy, was too bold.
Su Qingxing's current identity is a little guide of the underworld, but the god of death is one of the strongest in the underworld. The status between the two can be said to be very different. If it weren't for Su Qingxing's own special status, even if it was just an image bending down to him, ordinary guides would be intimidated to the ground.
How far is the distance between the entrance to the underworld and the Temple of Death
They need to pass through the entrance of the underworld, cross thousands of ghost towns, walk through the dead silent and vast battlefield of the underworld, pass through endless abyss forests... and then go through the vigilance and maze of the nineteen cities of the underworld, and finally reach the top of Mt. Palace of Death.
Su Qingxing is well aware of the difficulty of the nightmare, because he once escaped from the death temple all the way to the entrance of the underworld.
It was precisely because of this that Su Qingxing felt an indescribably weird feeling when he saw the image of the god of death bowing in front of him.
After all, such a character would never make a low profile or any faux pas.
The little snow wolf who was put on the ground by Su Qingxing didn't have so many worries. Instead, he jumped up and grabbed Su Qingxing's trouser legs, scratched Su Qingxing's calf with his soft paws, and opened his mouth to show a smiling expression.
"Wow!" The little paw scratched.
Su Qingxing picked Sisi up from the ground at that time, and then subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him scratch his stomach.
"Master the guide."
It wasn't until the image of the god of death over there spoke again that Su Qingxing came back to his senses, looked at Murong and Qin Guan and said, "The dead soul number is MS8346 Murong, and the dead soul number is MS8347 Qin Guan, now there are two choices in front of you. One is to fall into the legendary hell lava, and the other is to join the No. 666 ghost town where I am."
Qin Guan and Murong looked at each other in surprise, and finally asked in unison, "What's going on?"
Perhaps it was because there was plenty of time for this trial, so Su Qingxing rarely introduced carefully: "If you want to know this, maybe you need to calm down and listen to me tell a story that is a bit long ago."
"In human legends, there are generally two destinations after death, one is in the sky and the other is underground."
"The gates of heaven are strictly closed, and only those chosen by them are eligible to enter."
"So most people will come to the entrance of the underworld after death." Su Qingxing paused, as if hoping that the two of them would have more time to digest, "The underworld is actually very big, and it may be bigger than the real world you are in. , but most of the places are battlefields, abysses and wastelands.”
"In the depths of the underworld, there are many ghosts and monsters that you humans don't even know about. They are the leaders of this underworld. They set the rules of the underworld, so that only powerful beings can live in the underworld."
Qin Guan and Murong were confused, as if they were listening to a novel from another world. But at least they understood one thing, that is, compared with the so-called ghosts and monsters, the two of them are probably very weak existences, right
"In the eyes of those underworld creatures, human souls are not only weak but also numerous. They even feel that human beings are like countless extra ants in a tidy home."
"Because of the proposal of the creatures of the underworld, some people once wanted to ignite the flames of hell at the entrance of the underworld, so that all human dead souls would be burned by the flames as soon as they entered the underworld! In this way, the weak human dead souls in their eyes would not flood the underworld. Every corner."
"Although this proposal was rejected in the end, all human souls are still not allowed to enter the underworld, so there is the underworld trial that you are now going through."
"They erected thousands of ghost towns at the entrance to the underworld!"
"Thousands of ghost towns have sprung up on the edge of the underworld... And the guides of the underworld like me are like the admissions teachers in the school, responsible for selecting suitable candidates from the trials of the underworld to join the ghost towns."
The theater fell silent.
Bai Hua, who had obviously failed the trial, didn't disappear from the theater for some reason, and was in a state of emptiness after being pushed away by the god of death. Only Zhu Ting, who had been slashed in the neck, stood behind him all the time, with a distorted smile .
"Then what about those who were not selected?" Murong spent a long time digesting this matter, and finally couldn't help asking.
Su Qingxing unconsciously helped Sisi smooth her hair, looked at Murong and Qin Guan for a while, and then said: "The souls who have not been selected into the ghost city have only two paths to go."
"Either throw it directly into the hell lava known as the 'Underworld Recycle Bin'."
"Either you will continue to reincarnate in this world of trials in the underworld, and you will never find the exit."
Go to hell, or continue to reincarnate? After hearing this way of handling, Murong quietly clenched her fists, and finally said: "I always feel that this is not very reasonable, as if it is dealing with expired goods."
"Because in the underworld, no one cares about the whereabouts of the souls of the dead." Although Su Qingxing feels sorry, but with his identity, there is nothing he can do for the time being. "Human souls have no power, no identity, no sense of existence here, and no one cares about fairness. Justice or good and evil will be rewarded."
"Then what's the point of us entering the ghost town?" Qin Guan wanted to smoke a cigarette, but found that there was no one left in his cigarette case. For a smoker and alcoholic, such a world is indeed almost as terrible as hell.
Su Qingxing said very positively: "Because only the dead souls who enter the ghost city can get the chance to become stronger, get the chance to be free, and even have the precious chance to be reincarnated as a human being."
"These things can only be done after you enter the ghost town!"
"What are the conditions for the ghost town to select people?" When Murong asked this question, she glanced at Bai Hua seemingly inadvertently.
"The preference of the guide is nothing more than that." Su Qingxing took a deep breath, and the image of the god of death was still standing beside him, bowing respectfully and saluting, making Su Qingxing's image of the guide in the underworld instantly taller.
"Some guides like villains, some guides like cunning people, and some guides like upright warriors... Some guides even like beautiful women, and some like to dig creators to draw comics for themselves Novel." Su Qingxing smiled helplessly after thinking about the strange things he had heard from Zhu Sha, "Ghost towns even compete with each other to see whose ghost town is stronger. The more you think about it, the more absurd it becomes."
"But this is the current status quo of the underworld. Maybe someone will stand up and change all this in the future. Maybe many people are waiting for the day when the underworld will be reformed...but it's just a possibility."
"As the guide, I don't have any particular preferences. I just hope that people who enter the No. 666 ghost town will not be annoying." Su Qingxing's narration finally came to an end, and he turned to look at The two in front of me said, "So you two have decided?"
Qin Guan raised his hand first and said, "I think I need more time to digest these things. I wonder if there is a bar or something in the ghost town?"
"You still want to drink?!" Murong next to him immediately widened his eyes, "Let me see if that ghost dares to sell you wine!" He stared at Qin Guan next to him.
"..."
"It seems that the two of you have already made a decision." The blue paper lantern appeared beside Su Qingxing again, "Ghost Town No. 666, everyone is welcome to join."
Murong and Qin Guan also let out a long breath, and couldn't help saying softly: "I didn't expect that death is already dead, and there are so many troublesome things."
But what they really didn't expect was that the guide of the underworld, who only appeared in legends, was by their side from the very beginning, and like a teacher in the admissions office, he was selecting the most suitable candidates to join the ghost town.
Fortunately, Su Qingxing seemed to be a very ordinary guide, without the indescribable hobbies of other guides, so ordinary that Murong and Qin Guan wanted to shout long live.
"Bai Hua, are you ready?" After arranging Murong and Qin Guan, Su Qingxing turned to look at Bai Hua with empty eyes, "Blood sacrifice is taboo even in the underworld, but you insist on doing it for illusory things, even Kill Zhu Ting. Although the blood sacrifice was not successful, but the crime is deep, I will send you to hell lava."
"I know." Bai Hua's eyes became a little more lively, "I just want to know one thing, is he the real god of death?"
Bai Hua's finger pointed to the image of the god of death who was bending over.
"No." Su Qingxing said with certainty, "It's just an ordinary image."
"So in the underworld, is there really a god of death?" Bai Hua's eyes were full of despair, "Is there really a god of death that can change life and death, and control people's lives?"
"..." Su Qingxing was silent for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "It exists."
Little Snow Wolf struggled and jumped out of Su Qingxing's arms, and landed lightly without attracting anyone's attention.
"If I were the bride of the god of death, the real god of death should have come to save me long ago, right?" Bai Hua looked like she was crying, but no tears flowed down her face.
"I think so." Su Qingxing sighed, "If it's the god of death, it's easy to save a dead soul, but that His Royal Highness obviously won't do that."
The sound of the ground cracking came, and various cracks had begun to appear on the floor of the cinema hall under Bai Hua's feet, and the light of hell's lava had also faintly appeared from the cracks.
Su Qingxing could even feel the temperature in the entire theater rising.
After all, it is the hell fire that can burn the soul to death!
"Have you seen it? Hohoho, I'm the only one who will be by your side in the end." Zhu Ting, covered in blood, finally grabbed Bai Hua tightly at the last moment. Flowing, "Baihua, I don't blame you for killing me, because I died and you died too. Your family and mine also arranged for us to die, and we will be together forever."
"Su Qingxing?" Bai Hua's crying face without tears looked ugly, even though Zhu Ting's pale and bloodless face rubbed against his neck and cheeks again and again, he didn't have any resistance, just looked at Su Qingxing like this, "What the hell did I get?" What? What did I get? Why have I worked so hard, but I can't get anything?!"
Su Qingxing didn't answer because he didn't know the answer to the question either.
When everyone was looking at the birch and the cracks that were expanding on the ground, even Su Qingxing didn't notice that the image of the god of death who had been standing respectfully aside suddenly straightened up and walked towards them.
"Since the trial is over." The voice of Death's image was calm and unwavering, "Then Death will also kiss his chosen bride."
At this moment, Su Qingxing could only sigh with emotion that the world and script constructed by Zhusha were so well-organized that it didn't end because of the end of the trial, and he planned to carry out the theme of "The Bride of Death" to the end!
But who will Death choose? Murong or Qin Guan
Just when Su Qingxing turned his head away, the snow wolf who had been lying on the carpet beside him suddenly walked softly to the feet of the image of death.
When Little Snow Wolf's paws touched the body of "Reaper", he suddenly turned into black and white particles, blending into "Reaper"'s body like a dream scene.
The Snow Wolf and the "Reaper" actually merged into one body in this way? !
After the little snow wolf Sisi disappeared, the robot-like Grim Reaper suddenly changed. There was more light in the godless eyes, and the corners of the mouth seemed to be hooked, but it was fleeting, as if all this had never happened.
The god of death tidied up his clothes, and walked to Su Qingxing's side without anyone expecting it.
"Why do you..." Su Qingxing watched the image of the god of death created by cinnabar walking towards him, and then stretched out his hand to hold his arm!
Under everyone's gaze, at the moment when Bai Hua and Zhu Ting were about to fall into the lava of hell, the tall God of Death bent down to Su Qingxing, and said in a calm and natural tone—
"Kiss me, my bride."
"..." Su Qingxing still hadn't recovered, "Sorry, you found the wrong person, and the qualified testers are over there."
But the God of Reaper who merged with Snow Wolf didn't stop, but continued to bend over.
"Then let me kiss you, my fiancé who is good at slipping away."
At that moment, Su Qingxing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and couldn't believe what he heard.
"you… "
Bai Hua watched the figure imprinted into her heart helplessly, hugging Su Qingxing tenderly, while she was hugged tightly by a bloody hapless ghost whose arms were already covered with various bloody fingerprints.
If what Su Qingxing said just now is true, why did a video choose him as the bride
If what Su Qingxing said just now is true, then what about the "fiancee who is good at slipping away"
Immediately afterwards, the ground completely cracked, and his body began to sink...
"Su Qingxing, you lied to me!" Bai Hua yelled one last time, "You were the God of Death from the beginning, right!"
However, no one seemed to care about Bai Hua's mood, all of them were attracted by the unexpected behavior of the image of death. The image of the god of death, so perfect that it is unreal, is still slowly bending over...