Most ghosts have past events.
Judges are no exception.
It's just that too much time has passed, and many past events have become small fragments, which are too small compared to more hellish things. Jiang Jiang hadn't thought about what happened when he was alive for a long time.
To be alive is wonderful, but small.
Even more exciting after death, but still small.
The more you know, the more you realize the breadth of the world and the narrowness of your previous vision.
Jiang Jiang gained power because of alcohol, died because of alcohol, and was entangled with alcohol all his life. Now that he has become a judge, he is still entangled with alcohol. He really likes wine, just like some people like painting and some people like eating.
In a way, he was grateful for everything he encountered.
All of this made him the judge he is now.
Of course, the pesky people in all of this don't fall into this category of gratitude. He can achieve himself because of himself, not because of those stupid guys.
Jiang Jiang put his newly brewed wine on the table.
He stared at the bottle of wine, wondering how he should give it away.
As a winemaker, he has his own habits most of the time. He likes to make wine in wine jars and occasionally in wooden barrels. Big habits don't change much.
However, he rarely uses transparent glass bottles for wine.
Matte texture.
The wine must be completely unknown, and then poured into the glass, and then be shocked by the color of the wine in the glass, smell the aroma of the wine, be full of anticipation in the chest, take a sip, and be conquered by the taste, this is a surprise.
The transparent frosted glass bottle gave a surprise too early, so that every bit of surprise after that would be weakened.
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However, this time he used just such a bottle.
The wine inside is pink.
Not gaudy pink.
Rather, it is clear and light, like falling cherry blossoms, like lotus flowers in the lotus pond in the underworld, and like the blush on the cheeks of a woman when she blushes shyly.
Wen Ji used to be the concubine of the harem, she never said why she died, she kept this secret for a year or two until now. She has never seen the shyness of seeing the person she likes in her youthful years.
The short and ruthless years before her life made her lose any thought of emotions early on.
No thoughts, no expectations, so you won't be disappointed.
Jiang Jiang could almost imagine that the women in the harem had seen different tragedies. But if you see too many of them, you may lose any idea of human nature.
He is also the one who has seen the harem women.
The emotions in the palace are basically mixed with all kinds of scheming and strategies.
If those women could have a wider vision, there might be more than one Martial Emperor in this world.
Jiang Jiang thought so in his heart, and touched the body of the wine bottle with his fingers.
The frosted texture of the wine bottle is very comfortable to the touch. The translucent light powder reveals a little trace from the scrub, like a woman dancing gracefully in the white gauze, like a dream.
Jiang Jiang sighed: "Women chase men with a layer of gauze, and men chase women with a mountain."
How would he express his thoughts to Wen Ji
If this bottle of wine is given away, most of the smart women will be aware of it. This alarmed Wen Ji, and she subconsciously declined, making it difficult for her to take the next step.
But if he doesn't send it out, he doesn't know how many years it will be delayed.
Lord Yan can even catch up with Houtu. As judges, he and Wen Ji should be a match made in heaven.
In the future, I may be able to apply for a team to go out to work together.
Jiang Jiang is beautiful when he thinks about it.
He didn't want to embarrass Wen Ji, and after sighing, he dug into his own inventory, dug out countless wines, and poured them all into frosted glass bottles.
There are all kinds of colors, but only one bottle of pink.
"Knock knock..."
There was a knock on the door, and Jiang Jiang opened the door with a wave of his hand, poking his head inside the room: "Who?"
Wen Ji, who was standing at the door, was overwhelmed by the wine bottles all over the room.
Colorful wine bottles were spread all over the floor, and it was almost impossible for even ghosts to walk away.
Wen Ji regained her voice in a daze: "Jiang Guan, are you looking for wine?"
Jiang Jiang didn't expect Wen Ji to come.
He blinked, found the reason from the corner of his head, and smiled at Wen Ji: "Didn't Yama and Empress Houtu just get married recently? Everyone is busy, so I just want to make some different wine for everyone Drink and play."
Wen Ji understood, laughed, and followed Jiang Jiang's words: "Ah, yes. It happened to be sent to Judge Cui. Recently, their new torture tools are very useful. King Chu Jiang asked King Yama Ordered a batch."
Jiang Jiang: "..."
That sounds pretty miserable.
Jiang Jiang sympathized: "Then I will send two bottles to Judge Cui."
It's really not easy for a good chief judge to be thrown into a ghostly job.
Wen Ji reluctantly walked in through the gap in the wine bottle. There are too many bottles and cans, and this room doesn't seem to be habitable. Wen Ji would come to Jiang Jiang's place occasionally, and all she saw were neatly packed bottles and jars, but she never expected that there would be such a mess.
She asked, "Do you need my help?"
Jiang Jiang nodded: "Yes. Take out those according to the color gradient and stack them for me later, and call a ghost ghost to send them out. The pink bottle on the table will be given to you as a reward. The taste must be very good."
Jiang Jiang's wine tastes very good.
With such a smooth delivery of wine, there is almost no "special" point at all.
Wen Ji smiled and walked to the table first, embezzling the bottle of pink wine on the table: "I'll drink it tonight when I bring it home."
Jiang Jiang waved his hand and said nothing.
It was successfully sent without any rejection, and the act of giving wine was so natural that it would not be misunderstood by any other judge. Communication between judges and judges is as simple as that. Jiang Jiang continued to toss his wine while thinking that chasing people is really difficult.
Anyone would like such a good Wen Ji.
However, so far, none of them have been successful.
Wen Ji helped Jiang Jiang to deliver all the wine to the door, and called the Nether ghost to deliver the goods.
The cute ghosts, each one gray and autumnal, humming, humming and diligently carrying a bottle, carrying away a series of wines. Because wine bottles are sorted according to color, the long transport road looks very artistic.
Kind of like a rainbow.
Wen Ji teased a ghost kid, and secretly looked at the color of all the wine.
Ah, only my own bottle, the color is different. The wines shipped out were of any color except pink.
No wonder it's on the table.
Wen Ji was quietly happy in her heart for a moment, and there was nothing wrong with her face. She hid the wine in her bosom: "If this wine tastes good, I'll treat you to hot pot some other day."
Jiang Jiang snorted and said, "I'm afraid it's your decision."
Wen Ji is happy: "Recently, Qi Yaqiu has made a lot of hot pot with new flavors, and the taste is very good. I heard that in the next stage, the little boss plans to go to the Jiangnan area to learn about the hot pot there. It seems that chrysanthemum is added. It's cool. Lower the fire."
Eating too much spicy hot pot is easy to get angry, which is relative to humans.
The ghosts are not afraid of getting angry, but they are a little curious about what chrysanthemum hot pot looks like.
Jiang Jiang was also very curious after hearing this: "Then treat me to a hot pot with chrysanthemums."
Wen Ji nodded.
The two judges agreed to eat hot pot together very simply, and at the same time heaved a long sigh from the bottom of their hearts.
The wine was delivered and the house was tidied up.
Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji left the house together and walked towards the first hall.
This period of time is considered to be the off-season in the underworld. Recently, medical treatment has improved, and the number of ghosts has decreased a little bit compared to previous years. The rate of second births has increased, and the tenth hall is much busier than the first hall.
The two judges were walking on the road, and they also said that the gray hair of Zhuanlun King's busy life has withered a little recently.
If it wasn't for the celebration at the temple fair, which eased the mood, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to laugh. I just want to apply for a few more places for judges and ghost messengers for myself.
Wen Ji went back to her place on the way and put the wine away for a while.
Jiang Jiang was waiting at the door, and Wen Ji, the head of the room, put the wine on the cabinet in her bedroom.
The other compartments of the cabinet are full of wine bottles and jars.
After drinking the wine, only the shells are left, one by one neatly placed on top like decorations.
Wen Ji put the pink wine bottle in a conspicuous place, frowned, then turned and walked outside.
She and Jiang Jiang were not ghosts in the same dynasty.
She lingered in the world for a long time, met many people of all kinds, and then entered the underworld. By chance, she became a judge and was appreciated, so she was able to stay in the first hall.
During the time in the first hall, the person who took her was Jiang Jiang.
Wen Ji came out of the house and saw Jiang Jiang looking at the sky in place.
The sky in the underworld is the same as the human world, with east rising and west setting, and dream galaxy. On the gradually barren road, some oases will gradually appear. Ghosts who haven't had their turn to be reincarnated run around and live their lives freely.
Wen Ji walked to Jiang Jiang's side, and also looked up to the sky: "Innocent and beautiful."
Jiang Jiang looked back at Wen Ji and answered.
This time the two judges continued to walk, and the topic was chatting about a long time ago, when they were both still alive.
"I learned to make wine from my master when I was very young. The wine is afraid of spoilage, so I can't hang around in the sun all the time. The shady place is the better. I rarely see the sky." Jiang Jiang said these past events, and had to dig deep in his memory.
And Wen Ji recalled the past: "The sky in the palace is the same all year round. The palace walls are very high, and sometimes the sky is such a small square that you can't even see the setting sun."
They all had time in captivity.
The more common topics there are, the less it is to complain about the past suffering, but to understate everything and feel that everything is over, and then listen to the other party's understatement, and feel a little distressed.
Their lives at that time were not counted as fate.
Soon, we arrived at the first hall.
King Qin Guang asked both judges to go in.
The stern King Qin Guang, facing Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji, naturally assigned the work: "Recently, the abortion rate in the world is a bit high. These fetuses, which have not yet formed ghosts, suddenly disappeared, and they still have a negative air for the world. Influence. The two of you find some ghost messengers, go to the Sixth Palace to get a tool, go to the human world to clean up the Yin Qi, and install the Yin Qi Converter."
Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji took out their tablets and glanced at the task.
"Basically, the location is in the hospital, one-time work, and a project bonus after completion." Qin Guangwang is very up-to-date, "During the performance appraisal, you can all be counted."
Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji responded.
King Qin Guang paused for a moment, and then said again: "After the incident between King Hades and Empress Houtu, several couples of judges in the underworld submitted their marriage requests. There is also identity registration in the life and death book, and marriage registration can be added. Marriage leave."
Jiang Jiang and Wen Ji were shocked at the same time.
Qin Guangwang, who didn't know what the two judges in front of him were thinking, lowered his head and continued to deal with the work: "If you know who among your colleagues has this willingness, just ask him to come to me directly to register."
Jiang Jiang held back his words for a while: "Yes."
Wen Ji regained her senses at the side, and hurriedly responded: "Yes."
The two judges took the task and went out, looked at each other, and then went to the door to deal with the ghost.
Dealing with ghosts is a routine operation, there is no difficulty, and Jiang Jiang has practiced the process thousands of times.
Jiang Jiang turned on the system voice playback, and asked the book of life and death to sweep the ghosts and report the verdict, while he was distracted.
Most of the magistrates of the underworld do not seek targets.
When there is a good enough existence, but not full of thoughts of reproduction, there are so many colleagues to be with, and the daily life is fulfilling, so most judges feel that having a partner is similar to not having a partner.
Those who have a partner are still divided in the end. Basically, the final outcome is to resign and reincarnate.
Jiang Jiang felt that if his small thoughts were punctured and Wen Ji rejected him, his first reaction would be to submit an application for reincarnation.
"Big, my lord..."
Jiang Jiang listened, and looked up at the person in front of him: "What's the matter?"
The old-fashioned man smiled tremblingly at the judge: "I see that my lord has troubles. My lord, I have become a judge, so there are still troubles?"
Jiang Jiang glanced at the old man's record: "You have worked hard as a doctor all your life, and you have cured so many people, and you have become a ghost. You should enjoy yourself and eat hot pot, and don't think about working anymore."
The old man shook his head: "I didn't think about work, I just asked casually. Asking, it's not work."
Jiang Jiang chuckled: "Recently, there is a shortage of ghost messengers in the underworld. If you are interested, you can go to the palace to apply."
The old man was really moved when he heard this.
It's just that he looks a little old like this, and I don't know if he can return to his original appearance when he is a ghost. The old man thanked Jiang Jiang and walked into the palace.
Jiang Jiang: "Next."
The next ghost had an idea: "My lord, I can also..."
He was thrown out of the team by Jiang Jiang before he could utter the four words: "Go directly to the evil mirror to look in the mirror, and then go to the second hall to be punished. It's a beautiful idea."
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