I Was Delivering Takeout in the Underworld and Beat up the King of Hell at the Beginning!

Half of July, the Ghost Festival, Haibin City. According to legend, the gate of ghosts in Fengdu City opens today! Wang Zheng was delivering takeout when suddenly! A piece of red money was slapped hard on the face. Wang Zheng was stunned! A chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and my vision went dark instantly! "Underworld coins! According to legend, it is said that only the eyes and mouths of dead people will fall out of underworld coins!" "Is this true? Did I travel through time?" Wang Zheng muttered secretly in his heart. Hey hey hey! Sir, I know your name, Wang Zheng, we are on the same road! A voice sounded. Wang Zheng turned around and saw a man in ragged clothes, holding a paper money bag, standing a few meters away from him. Do you... Do you know me? Of course I know you, you are the Wang Zheng who was hit in the face by the money just now, fate! You should be a ghost! Well, let me explain that there are three types of underworld paper, yellow sacrifice! White brings wealth! Red kills! It is a tool specially used to collect souls..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.