Humans and ghosts are different.

This sentence fully demonstrates how different it is from the original life after a person becomes a ghost.

When humans die, they spit out their last breath of air, and their souls float and follow the guidance to return to the underworld. The bull-headed and horse-faced faces in the underworld will be checked and registered one by one. Just like a baby is just born, when it is ignorant and unknown, everything has settled.

After buying clothes, Yu Yuechu was still explaining to Wen Fuling, who was unknown: "Look at the clothes I wear every day, I actually bought them from the Huang family garment shop in the underworld. If you want to wear them, you can only cut them off from the paper and burn them to me, but it usually becomes rotten once."

"Then you can't wear the clothes we just bought?" Wen Fuling was a pity.

"You can wear it." Yu Yuechu waved his hand, a little embarrassed: "I just want to burn it for me. One piece can be worn for about a month."

"That's not a loss!" Wen Fuling became happy, and then had a new doubt: "But Sister Yuechu, you obviously look no different from a living person."

"You also say it looks like it." Yu Yuechu explained: "After all, we are lucky than normal ghosts, because I have worked in this teahouse for hundreds of years and have received a lot of benefits. For example, I can walk in the world in a human state for a short time, eat human food, but it must be made by an old man who is also a teahouse employee, wearing human clothes, but you have to burn it for me."

"And those ghosts in the underworld, their food, clothing, housing and transportation, must be burned to them by their children in the world, so that they can enjoy them."

"Then my parents..." Wen Fuling suddenly thought of his parents and was a little anxious: "Is it still time for me to burn them now?"

"You listen to me first." Yu Yuechu understood her mood very well: "Isn't burning paper in the world now? Because it's damaged the environment."

No, it’s because this is feudal superstition. Wen Fuling quietly talks in his heart.

"So under the reform of the new Hell, the underworld unified the complex underworld currency, and the ghosts who have newly arrived in the underworld were managed in a unified manner. Regardless of their level and status, poverty and wealth, they were all measured by their cause and effect, and were used to allocate their residence and reincarnation order."

When talking about this King of Hell, Yu Yuechu admired it very much: "Although there are still many obstacles to the current change, if you can educate a child like you, your parents will have a life that will not be bad during the days when they are waiting for reincarnation in the underworld, don't worry."

Wen Fuling looked up at the blue sky, feeling that the depression in her heart seemed to have dissipated at this moment. Her unspeakable guilt towards her parents finally dissipated a lot after learning about the underworld scene Yu Yuechu said.

Dad and Mom, thank you for raising me.

You are so kind to me, but I have never repayed you anything.

I wish you all the best in the future!

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Boss Zhou of Tai Chi Teahouse sneaked out.

After fiddling in the kitchen for a long time, he didn't find anything that looked edible. In the end, he was hungry and resolutely disguised himself, wearing a dragon-patterned, embroidered navy blue Hanfu, and putting on a hat to go out.

It was the day in the world, but it was the night in the underworld. The sky was like a girl's shy face, through the layers of white veil, faintly, illusory, confusion, everything was so unreal.

If the scenery of the world is cleverly integrated with nature and artificiality, and goes hand in hand, everything in the underworld seems to be based on smoke and nothingness, floating but unclear, so everything is full of sensual hysteria and decadent and falsehood after the coldness.

Such an environment makes many new ghosts uncomfortable because they have lived in the world.

Almost all plants yearn for light, and they are forced to adapt to darkness, but it does not mean that they love darkness.

Everything in the underworld is like a flower blooming in despair, so beautiful and so decadent.

Zhou Jiuyi definitely doesn’t like the underworld, but there is a food shop in the underworld that will never betray him.

A group city like a spider web, this is the most mixed Liangwang County in the underworld. It borders the underworld and Ni Aozhou and Simingzhou in the Santu Realm, and also has a passage for mortal mirages. Every alley here is like building blocks, full of all kinds of matchboxes. The residents here have all kinds of ingredients, including Taoist sects that cannot be mixed in the world, and some demons in the Santu Realm reject and hate monsters, but more are cowardly ghosts who do not want to be reincarnated or change, and half-demons who have no ability.

Such a place seems dead silent, but in fact it is more like the life of the world, with a different kind of vitality.

Zhou Jiuyi appeared here with a hat. There was no one outside late at night. Even if there were residents in this place, most of the residents who went out were covered in their appearance, so hats were not unusual at all and were not worth paying attention to.

Zhou Jiuyi walked to the entrance of an alley. He hadn't been here for a long time. He was a little confused.

He stood there, silent and kept counting, but it was up to him, and his calculations were not very accurate, which made him fall into choice difficulties.

"Don't worry." The greedy worm in his stomach hooked him, and he decided to set out with his true intentions.

Azang is still very busy today.

He didn't know what he was busy with, but he spent every day busy.

"Come 10 skewers of fish, 20 skewers of skewers, 20 skewers of tofu festival, chicken, and beef each."

"Boss Zhou!" Azang's squinting eyes quickly looked around his stall. Is there any demons or ghosts that can be used? It's very good. The alley is empty and there are not even leaves.

Boss Zhou sat on the small stool that Azang assembled himself, and his long legs of 1.9 meters seemed to have nowhere to be placed. He saw that there was no one around and put the hat on another stool. It was a bit strange why Azang recognized him at first sight.

"The current half demon is still a ghost, and he calls it cabbage. You are just an old demon who is chewy and chewy. You are still willing to come to my small stall to eat and drink." Azangsheng's unloving face was born. Although his tone was very excited at this time, the corners of his mouth were still downward and bitter.

"Don't put the hat on the bench, come on, I'll hang it up for you, it's dirty."

"It's okay, I don't care about this." Zhou Jiuyi's eyes were only staring at the food at the stall: "Do you have any fried sausage rolls with specialties? Let me give me some."

"It's gone, I'll give you something else," Azang put the food that Zhou Jiuyi asked for into the soup and offered the treasure with a diligent look on his face: "The new product I've been studying is the fox's roasted chicken wings."
Chapter completed!