When Bai Luanshuang opened her eyes again, she found that the surroundings were completely dark. She looked around blankly, with only three questions left in her chaotic thoughts -
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing.
She sat there for half an hour and finally remembered her name, Bai Luanshuang.
After figuring out her name, she stood up and walked forward aimlessly until she reached the end.
There is a river ahead and a small boat on the bank.
Bai Luanshuang saw a hooded woman standing on the boat. She stepped forward and asked:
"Girl, I am Bai Luanshuang, the 19th generation disciple of Zhuji Sect. Does girl know where this is?"
The woman laughed out loud: "This place is the ghost world. I was ordered to come here to take you through this world."
Huh? Ghost world? ? Is she already dead? ? ?
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After Bai Luanshuang crossed the river, she did not go to the pool of life, but went to the Du'e Hall of Lord Yama. She wanted to retrieve her memory.
She stood in the center of the hall, silent for a moment and then looked up at the people sitting high up.
"Do you still lack ghosts in your ghost world?"
At her strong request, Bai Luanshuang took a job as a crossing officer in the ghost world.
Specialized in helping those with deep obsessions to let go of their obsessions and enter reincarnation.
So, she started working in the ghost world.
The ghost said that its life was full of twists and turns. She said that was very cheap; the ghost said that the ghost's sky was about to fall. She said it was just enough to be used as a quilt.
Yan Jun endured and endured, and said angrily: "Are you going to destroy the ghost?!"
Bai Luanshuang blinked and pointed at the ghost that jumped into the pool while crying: "It's not destroyed yet."
Yan Jun:? ? ? Is this okay?
Reading guide:
①Inspired by the Winter Clothes Festival on the first day of the tenth lunar month
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Intention: I am willing to cross a hundred threads of my heart, and I am willing to never return to the bridge
