Lin Qi took an extra step and made herself a dog.
The cervical vertebrae were severed, the black hair was broken, and the fangs were thrust out of her mouth - she was transformed into a hell dog on the spot at her work station and was sucked into the underworld to report. Hei Wuchang asked her if she knew how to hold bones, and she opened her mouth and said:
"I can do PPT."
Three months later, the Gantt chart she drew was placed on Yama's desk. The ox-head and horse-noodle schedule has been optimized, and the soul-catching efficiency has quadrupled. Even Meng Po asked her to do user research. Some people called her "Sister Qi", and some people called her "that dog" behind her back. She nodded in response without stopping her paws.
Until a diary that shouldn't exist was dug out from under the floor tiles in the archives.
A hundred years ago, there was a war between immortals and ghosts, and the underworld lost. The seven original magic weapons were scattered across the three realms, and the power of reincarnation was cut off. The remaining ghosts were either used to it or didn't dare to do it. In the human world, people are still turning social animals into vicious dogs and filling them into the underworld.
Lin Qi closed the diary and pressed her paws on the cover.
In front of you is the Forgotten River Abyss, behind you is the Fengdu City Gate, and above your head is the gray mist pressing down on the sky.
She looked down at herself - fangs, black fur, four paws.
"Be a dog, be a dog."
"Which rule says that dogs have to keep their heads down?"
Intention: They turned me into a dog, but I insisted on using the dog's teeth to bite off the chain they tied me to.