Chapter 067: All Geniuses
"If it were me, I wouldn't want to die at such a young age."
"It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world. Just like the anchor said before, cherish your life."
“Do you think the host will let him continue writing?”
In the live broadcast room.
Looking at Yang Siming crying bitterly and not wanting to leave.
The netizens can more or less empathize with this.
If possible, who would want to leave this world so early?
Twenty-something is when life just begins...
Who hasn’t fantasized about achieving great things and having a sweet love?
Although they sometimes complain about life, after complaining, they still have expectations for the future.
The viewers watched the live broadcast quietly, wanting to know what would happen next.
In the bedroom.
Jiang Lin looked at Yang Siming who was kneeling below him and said calmly: "Seven days, you only have seven days."
One cycle is seven days.
If after seven days, Yang Siming still hasn't gone to the underworld.
At that time, it was no longer his business.
"Thank you, Lord Wuchang! Thank you, Lord Wuchang!"
Yang Siming nodded repeatedly, tears and snot flying everywhere.
Image is no longer important to him now.
Seven days!
He can live for seven days!
A lot can be done in a week.
Yang Siming was glad that he had watched Lord Wuchang's live broadcast.
Fortunately, his legs were weak just now and he didn't really run away.
Just as he wiped his tears and snot and was about to return to his body.
Jiang Lin said calmly, "Okay, let's get going."
"ah?"
Yang Siming suddenly raised his head, his expression surprised and confused.
On the road?
Where to go?
Doesn't he still have seven days to live?
Jiang Lin just waved his hand and opened the passage to the underworld.
As if he had read his mind, Jiang Lin said, "Your body on earth is already dead, so you can only go to the underworld."
After saying that, he picked up Yang Siming, who was still in a daze, and entered the passage to the underworld.
“I usually don’t smile…”
"The dead are the greatest. I usually wouldn't be so rude - poof!"
Seeing this, the netizens who were originally quite serious and sentimental could no longer hold back.
This sudden change in style caught them off guard.
"Does he think he can get back into his body? I just thought it was impossible."
"Pfft~ Come on, author! Keep writing even in the underworld. We're waiting for you!"
"Seven days... The author said that the book was only halfway done. Can it really be finished?"
Yang Siming's readers also started to bubble up, the current situation is for them.
It was a complete surprise.
"It should be fine. The author's hand speed is so fast."
"I don't need to eat, drink, defecate, urinate or sleep in the underworld, so I can focus on writing!"
"Brothers upstairs, you don't really think he can write well, do you?"
Some netizens raised questions.
Judging from the situation in the live broadcast room just now, Yang Siming’s problem of delaying updates is very serious.
Even if I go to hell, I probably won’t be able to write properly.
Moreover, in the underworld, without readers urging him to update his books, it would be a question whether he could continue writing the book.
“…”
"How about I pay homage to my ancestors and ask them to help urge them to come?"
"The premise is that you can ask the ancestors for help."
The readers were silent.
It is not easy to invite the ancestor.
From the initial craze for ancestors to the present day, there are only a few people who can invite their ancestors to pass on their craft.
You are already lucky if your ancestors can teach you. Who dares to tell them what to do?
at this time.
The live broadcast room screen followed Jiang Lin to the underworld.
Jiang Lin did not go to Huangquan Road as usual, but flew in another direction carrying Yang Siming.
When the ghost officials passing by saw this, they just looked at it curiously and didn't ask any questions.
Along the way, Yang Siming closed his eyes tightly, his legs and feet going weak with fear.
Because as soon as he opened his eyes, he could see many ghost messengers.
The mere presence of a ghost messenger frightened him so much that he dared not move.
There are so many ghost messengers. If he continues to watch, he is afraid that he will die first.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but the whistling sound of the wind in my ears gradually became quieter.
Yang Siming quietly opened his eyes a little and saw houses all below him.
And he was hanging high in the air.
He took a breath and subconsciously clamped his legs together.
Mom, this is too high!
"This is the residential area behind the ghost market."
Jiang Lin explained.
He identified the direction in the air and then flew in one direction.
Finally, it landed in front of a big house.
The residential areas here are basically built in ancient style .
Use wood to build the frame, burn bricks to build the walls, and use tiles to cover the roof.
In front of some houses, traditional customs are still preserved.
Hang lanterns and post couplets.
However, these couplets have no human function and most of them are just ghost stories.
For example: First line: Let’s change our heads today;
Second line: Change your arm tomorrow;
Horizontal banner: Who can be as free as me?
Another example : First couplet: Working year after year;
Second line: Going in and out without rest;
Banner: Even ghosts have a hard time making money;
…
These houses look okay, but they are inferior to where Jiang Lin and other ghost officials live.
No matter how good these houses are, they are just ordinary houses. They cannot gather negative energy and do not have special barriers like the ghost messenger's house.
at this time.
The big house in front of Jiang Lin and Yang Siming not only had couplets hanging on it, but also a plaque.
The plaque has a black background and gold ink.
There are three big characters "Shu Mo Zhai" written on it, which looks very scholarly.
And the couplets are still full of ghost words.
First couplet: Pick up the sword and go into battle;
Second line: Go ahead and let your imagination run wild;
Horizontal banner: The will of the people;
…
"Hahaha, I can come up with a few couplets like this!"
"Upper couplet: I will do the homework when it is sent to me. Lower couplet: I always want to do it but never do it. Horizontal banner: I just want to play!"
"These are real geniuses!"
"That story about how hard it is to make money really made me laugh. It reminded me of 996!"
"Don't want 999, don't want 998, just 996! Limited quantity sale!"
"Looking at it this way, I suddenly feel like I am also a master of couplets (dog head)."
The viewers in the live broadcast room watched the whole process.
I got a good look at the style of the underworld residential areas and the "talents" of these ghosts.
As I watched, I suddenly felt that I was also a talented person, and I was very happy.
A man who was lying on the bed watching the live broadcast suddenly turned to look at his wife.
With an excited look on his face, he said, "Wife, how about letting me try on the couplets for our house this year?"
The woman who was doing handicrafts heard this and looked over curiously, "Can you write?"
The man was eager to try, "I think I can give it a try."
"Okay, you can try it then."
"Thank you, wife! Hehehe..."
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