The road to Huangquan is long and crowded with people.
The land was covered with bright flowers on both sides. Zhang Xiao looked at the land blankly, "Is this the world after death?"
Unexpectedly, that heavenly being did not lie to him and actually existed.
Zhang Xiao clenched his fists, feeling confused and bitter inside.
There are all kinds of sounds around.
"Am I dead?"
"I'm dead too."
"Is this the world of the dead?"
....
There was a buzz around them. It was obvious that with their eyes open and closed, they suddenly came to an unknown land. They felt very strange and panicked. There was an endless flow of people talking and whispering to each other.
"Eh? It's the leader of Xiao Kingdom! Sword God Zhang Xiao!"
Some people exclaimed, seeming to recognize Zhang Xiao, and quickly gave way. Even the entire Huangquan Road, most of which were the people of Xiao Kingdom, who died in the war with heaven and man, were now crowded with the underworld.
"You are first in line."
Zhang Xiao was silent for a moment, feeling very guilty. If what the heavenly being said was true, then he was indeed a spy of the heavenly being. Instead, he helped the heavenly being expand his power. It was really shameless.
He quickly waved his hands and said, "In the world of the dead, you don't need to care about your identity in life."
Everyone around said yes.
After several twists and turns, Zhang Xiao looked around curiously and examined it carefully. Is this the world of the dead? What kind of mysterious existence is in charge?
At this time, news continued to come from the front of the team,
“I’ve been queuing up for half a month, and it’s said the tickets have been suspended again!”
"Business is suspended. It is said that too many people died this time and the underworld is full, making it difficult to manage!"
"It is said that Mrs. Meng Po has started over, but has asked Mr. Black and White to recruit people."
....
Zhang Xiao looked strange and confused when he heard this. Suspended trading? Recruiting?
"What does this...mean!?"
Zhang Xiao looked at the crowds of people in the distance with their heads moving in admiration, and suddenly felt that his life had been in vain. He couldn't help but look in wonder, the world of the dead is really unfathomable.
After waiting in line for a few days, people started to pour in one after another, and I could vaguely see the flow of people in front of me.
Zhang Xiao gradually saw the mysterious buildings such as Naihe Bridge, Wangxiang Terrace, and Sansheng Stone, and everyone on the bridge was crying and sad. After finding out the specific effects, Zhang Xiao couldn't help being extremely surprised, and he became more respectful.
However, he was also extremely bitter in his heart. He was already dead, and this road to hell was the last road. He couldn't remember anything at all, and he felt regretful, confused, and extremely regretful.
He wanted to change everything, but he didn't know where to start.
He smiled, his face only showing vicissitudes of life, "In the face of death, all living beings are equal."
Gradually, as we moved forward on this road, some people in the crowd in front pointed to the verses inscribed on the Naihe Bridge and praised loudly, "The flowers on the other shore are blooming, and I sigh on the Naihe Bridge. I have forgotten my past life in this life, so how can I talk about the next life?"
Keeping an old friend...what a wonderful poem!"
"It is said that Mr. Black and White Wuchang said that this was left by a person who reincarnated a long time ago."
"Huh? That's strange. Since he doesn't remember the next life and this life, he has no fetters and is a brand new life. How could he write this poem?"
"Could it be that in the next life, you still want to do something to the people in the previous life?"
"This is so ridiculous. How can anyone remember their past and present lives?"
...
Zhang Xiao was slightly startled when he listened to the discussions around him. He seemed to have some special thoughts in his heart and secretly clenched his fists.
"Maybe, I have hope..."
Gradually, Zhang Xiao came to the end of Naihe Bridge. He saw the Sansheng Stone and the legendary Po Meng. She was indeed extremely ugly, ferocious and ugly, and her smile was terrifying.
"Number 124529, the next life will be the path of heaven and humanity." The old and hoarse voice spoke, and the surrounding people were filled with envy. Becoming a heavenly being, the most noble existence, is beyond the reach of countless people.
"Can you wait a moment..." Zhang Xiao couldn't help but say.
Po Meng was startled and looked at this person, looking up and down, "Everyone is queuing up and waiting for a long time before it's their turn. I wish I could be reincarnated, but you still have to wait?"
Zhang Xiao nodded nervously.
"If you want to wait, just wait..." Mrs. Meng ignored him, and Zhang Xiao silently returned to the very beginning of Huangquan Road, standing in the distance and waiting quietly, huddled in the corner, watching the newcomers one after another.
Death comes.
He watched everyone's expression intently.
They had just appeared in this world of the dead, and they were very frightened and nervous.
"Maybe it exists, maybe it doesn't exist... The person I'm looking for will definitely be very calm the moment he comes to the underworld. When other people encounter this kind of mystery and unknown, their first reaction is to be very nervous.
Looking around...and this man shouldn't be nervous, but has an expression of nostalgia and familiarity."
He doesn't know if it exists, but he has to wait, he has to give it a try!
If there is someone who remembers reincarnation like this, then he will definitely appear. After all, when people live, they will die.
How smart is he?
This is the last chance.
After all, he is a hero. It is impossible for ordinary people to think of this and try decisively.
As the days passed, Huangquan Road was crowded with people. I don’t know how many people were received, but Zhang Xiao kept waiting, as if he had turned into a nail household, and witnessed the continuous improvement of the underworld.
During this period, news continued to come from the front,
"Master Black and White, I brought back a strange tree. It was screaming, so strange... It is said that this is a temporary public official who will appear in the underworld... It looks very timid and strange."
Zhang Xiao suddenly looked slightly strange, the Lord Black and White I mentioned before, is he back?
A few more days passed.
"Oh my god, it's said that the tree man has a whim and plans to build a city there! He's working on some architectural drawings and is preparing to bring the dead souls to move bricks. I have no idea what it means..."
A few more days passed.
"It is said that Mrs. Meng Po ordered the tree man to solve the lonely time we had to wait on the Huangquan Road. The tree man came up with the idea of daily report! It will make us less bored!"
"Daily newspaper, what is that?"
...
daily?
Even the sword god Zhang Xiao is a little curious.
As a result, within a few days, "newsstands" facilities were added on Huangquan Road, with newspapers placed inside them, and it was said that they could be picked up and put away at any time.
Some people who were waiting on the Huangquan Road and queuing up to be reincarnated were really lonely and bored, so they couldn't help but pick up a daily newspaper and start passing the time. As a result, within a few days, they were instantly fascinated.
Almost every creature on the entire Huangquan Road was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a newspaper and reading it carefully.
I didn't even bother to line up.
"..."
Although Zhang Xiao was a hero, he was immediately curious about the world after death. It was really mysterious and unpredictable.
Even he, the God of Swordsman, couldn't help but try to pick up a so-called newspaper. When he got up, he saw a few big words "Reincarnation Daily" written on it. A subtitle on the first page was:
"Shocked! Fengdu Ghost Town was established and they plan to recruit workers with generous rewards?"
This title is very strange. Zhang Xiao didn't know why for a moment. He was very interested. He kept reading it, "In order to realize the construction of towns in the underworld, enrich the spirit of innocent souls in the reincarnation of the underworld, and realize the three modernizations..."
It was a strange feeling to read an article without realizing it and become addicted to it. Even after reading it, he had the idea of taking the initiative to help establish Fengdu.
He then looked at other pages of the newspaper, which seemed to have just been opened. The "news" section was not rich in content, and was mainly filled in by the "section". There seemed to be a book called "Records of the Great Alchemist".
Chapter 1: The great alchemist should not enter the forest to test his love for the first time.
This writing is really good.
Unknowingly, silence fell.
"Wizard world? Witchcraft? Spiritual power?" Zhang Xiao pondered silently, always feeling that there seemed to be a special intuition in this part, some of which contained some kind of truth of heaven and earth, which should not be underestimated, and contained earth-shattering secrets.
"This first chapter is not simple. There are some concepts in it that are worth trying." Zhang Xiao is known as the God of Swords, which shows how terrifying his talent for cultivation is. It couldn't have happened in this book, right?
