My name is Chen Xuan. I work as a body beautician in a funeral parlor during the day and as a supernumerary judge in the underworld at night.
The salary is 3,880 yuan, and you have to pay for it with your life.
The King of Hell said that my KPI was not up to standard and he wanted to take back my accommodation subsidy in the human world.
In order to keep my single room in the urban village, I was forced to set up a stall at the blind date corner:
"Professional assessment of past and present lives, checking marriage, fortune, and doing some dirty work."
Until I connected to the top star live broadcast——
"Your Majesty, was I a princess in my previous life?"
I looked at the book of life and death and was silent for two seconds: "In your previous life, you were the eunuch who kept the fire in the imperial kitchen, and the stove was very hot."
The trending search exploded that night.
I thought this was the limit, until the villains I judged died tragically one after another.
The underworld system showed: I am the murderer.
Qin Wanwan from the Supervision Section blocked me in the morgue: "You have been suspended."
I backhandedly gave the Life and Death Book APP one star: "The server is too stuck and the Meng Po soup tastes too little. It is recommended to optimize it."
At this time, Judge Mo, who was wearing a long gown, walked out of the shadows, bowed and smiled:
"Your body, says our Lord, is the best vessel to resurrect him."
I looked at my negative merit points and the 24-hour countdown and sighed.
"Okay, before you take me in -"
I bit my finger and wrote the judge's blood edict on my palm:
"First put you group of cultists on trial."
Intention: Salted fish turn around