The fire was raging inside and the rain was pouring outside, as if there was some barrier separating the inside and outside into two worlds.
More than half of the time had passed, and Shi Ying heard the sound of the fire truck outside and the workers' excited shouts: "There are still people inside! Old Liu! Old Liu hasn't come out yet!"
"Wanwan! Have any of you seen my Wanwan? Wanwan!"...
Shi Ying silently took out her mobile phone: "@小七@无久的事 Complete, you guys come in."
Her current position was in the middle of the factory, surrounded by beating flames, but they could not hurt her at all. Eight people came in from eight directions. Xiao Qi looked around, gave Shi Ying a thumbs up, and said:
"Yingmei's proficiency has improved significantly today, and her target positioning is also very accurate, with no spillover."
Shi Ying nodded without saying anything. She stepped back a little to signal the two Wu Changs to collect their souls, while she stood beside her in a daze.
Life is really fragile. It was just a little flame at the beginning. Anyone who found it could put it out with a fire extinguisher or a bucket of water, but no one noticed it and it turned into a big fire.
People who were closer to the exit had an easier time escaping, and most of them escaped alive. However, those who were inside or in the center, who had not yet noticed the fire, would be knocked down by the poisonous gas not long after they reacted.
During this period, some people were escaping on their own, some were helping each other, some were getting out successfully, and some were falling on the road. Shi Ying watched the drama of life and death in silence for a long time, feeling both unbearable and emotional in her heart.
She couldn't bear the fresh life passing away in front of her, couldn't bear that she couldn't save people but had to watch them die. If the conditions were not enough, she would have to add some wind to help the fire. Fortunately, it didn't reach that point. She didn't intensify the fire with her own hands.
of death.
Feeling that life is impermanent, they were just working a normal night shift, and they were trapped by the fate determined by the book of life and death. They had to die, they had to die at this time, and they had to die in a fire.
When Shi Ying's soul was wandering outside, Xiao Qi and Wu Jiu had collected 83 soul bodies. Wu Jiu collected the land and the city god in the group. A series of vibrations on her cell phone woke up Shi Ying, and she realized that Wu Chang had finished work.
, ready to go to the Chenghuang Temple.
As usual, we shrunk the space into an inch and walked only a few steps to reach the Chenghuang Temple. It seems that the Chenghuang Temple in Qingyuan City is not too far from the development zone.
The city god of Qingyuan City is named Huang Xie. He is a vigorous old man with a white beard and a kind smile. When he sees a few people coming in, he smiles and touches his beard.
"Jun Chun Shen, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing?" Wu Jiu was the first to say hello.
"Okay, okay. Wujiu, you and Bi'an have been very busy recently?" Huang Xie smiled and gestured for everyone to sit down.
"Fortunately, as you can see, we are traveling all over the country, so we are not particularly busy." Wu Jiu and Xiao Qi were not polite and sat down, with Shi Ying sitting behind them.
"Did you see Yang Bing boy yesterday? I haven't seen him for a long time. Is he still as reckless as before? I remember that on the first day he took office, he signed in the outer city for trial, and he was fined three times.
Annual salary." Huang Xie took a sip of tea and said with a smile.
Xiaoqi laughed when he heard this: "Yang Chenghuang still has such a dark history. He is now a serious city god. He has been a city god for hundreds of years. How can he still be as unskilled in business as he was at the beginning? You, the younger generation, are all city gods.
You are the mainstay here, and the two realms of Yin and Yang rely on you to maintain them."
Chun Shenjun Huang Xie was overjoyed when he heard this. He laughed a few times and brought the topic back to the topic: "Where are the 83 souls today? Take them over. Don't just reminisce about the past and forget about business. We are the maintainers of the Yin and Yang worlds.
.”
Wujiu respectfully handed the wooden box to the table, opened it, and started the signature and sealing process like last time.
There was also the last special soul body. Wujiu took out a yellow bracelet. When Chun Shenjun saw the color of the bracelet, he stopped the pen in his hand and said, "This must be the good man Lian Xi."
Wujiu nodded: "I would also like to ask Lord Chun Shen to prescribe a road guide for me." After saying that, he released his spirit body, which was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties, with a well-proportioned body and a peaceful face.
Chun Shenjun changed a writing brush from the pen holder on the desktop. Its texture looked much higher than the signature pen he used just now. The pen was not dipped in ink. He tapped Lian Xi on the end and landed directly on the road guide, writing
Next, add Lian Xi’s name and stamp it with the City God’s seal.
After handing the guide to Lian Xi, Huang Xie nodded to everyone and said with a smile: "You guys go quickly, I'll come to Aite for the next step. I haven't spoken much in the group yet. I watch Xiao Qi's speech every day.
"
Xiao Qi chuckled and replied: "Okay, you can post it. Remember to like my Moments later."
Chun Shenjun agreed with a smile and waved his hand to signal them to leave quickly.
The two team members Xiao Qi and Wu Jiu led Lian Xi to the left and right and walked at the front of the team. Shi Ying followed Xiao Qi and Wu Jiu and curiously asked: "Is Chun Shenjun older than Yang Chenghuang?
"
Wujiu nodded and said: "Jun Chun Shen, you will know from this title. He was from the Warring States Period. He was the Prime Minister of Chu and one of the four princes of the Warring States Period. Yang Chenghuang's full name is Li Yangbing. He is from the Tang Dynasty and is Li Bai's clan uncle.
, a calligrapher, known for his small seal script."
"Xiao Qi'er and I were born in the Southern Dynasty, so we need to address Chun Shen Lord with honorifics when we meet him. Yang Cheng Huang is not much different in age from us, so we can call him by whatever we want."
Shi Ying nodded clearly. Since ancient times, Chinese people have been very particular about honorific titles and modest titles for peers. People who are older or have higher positions usually use honorific titles. Peers can also be classified into higher and lower grades, but some are more troublesome to study in detail.
, just like Xiaoqi called her name, Yingmeizi, it can be said to be the name of the elders to the juniors, or it can also be said to be the name of the peers.
Especially among these ghost differences, the age at the time of death will be fixed after death, but the migration and changes of the years will cause such an embarrassing scene: Xiaoqi looks like she is only in her twenties, but she is actually more than forty years old when she died.
The Yangchenghuang who is 20 years old is older.
In order to avoid such a situation, everyone generally refers to seniority based on their official position, with the senior being addressed respectfully and the junior being referred to by their first name. Unless it is a high-ranking celebrity like Chun Shenjun, everyone will use the same honorific title without getting too entangled.
Shi Ying wandered around for a while, and suddenly thought of a question: Wasn't it too rude before? I should call the two Lords Impermanence by their honorifics instead of their names.
Wujiu seemed to have heard her thoughts, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you and I are all in our twenties, and we are colleagues. We can just treat each other as equals. This is a new era, and there is no need to follow these old rules."
Whether he was trying to comfort her or he really thought so, Shi Ying breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then complained in his heart about his broken umbrella. He just sent himself into the dungeon without telling her about the relationship between the characters, which caused her all kinds of embarrassment. She was reasonable.
I suspect the umbrella was retaliation for checking it in on the plane.
The advancing team stopped. The surroundings were no longer urban and rural environments, but a dark narrow road with no light around. It was several times darker than the early morning sky.
