Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 370 Trainee Pluto (49)

This is a completely strange place, gloomy and cold, not suitable for healthy survival of normal human beings at all.

As soon as he arrived here, Zhu Zhijun felt the thin oxygen and the ultra-low air pressure.

He walked inside, even though he was trying to adjust his breathing, he still felt uncomfortable.

The man didn't speak, but endured and continued to move forward.

It seems that there is nothing but smoke here, and you can't see the end at a glance, and everything you look at is illusory.

The light was very dim, and the sound of rushing water could be faintly heard.

Zhou Ye continued to move forward, holding Zhu Zhijun's hand slightly, and when the fog in front of him finally dissipated, a black river appeared in front of him.

This is a winding river, the dark black water is motionless, like a pool of stagnant water, there is no wind, but the sound of rushing water can be heard.

There is a white bridge on the river, and the whole bridge is shrouded in low and dark mist. There is a layer of dark green light floating on the river surface, constantly flashing, like the moonlight cast on the water at night, but The river here does not feel bright at all.

Stepping on the bridge and looking down, there are red flowers growing on both sides of the river bank. The petals are bright red and enchanting. A solitary flower is supported by a thin stem. In the eyes, there is a whole sea of ​​red flowers, like It's a ball of fire, and it's like a pool of blood. In short, it's blooming fiercely. Even if it's a blooming flower, it does bring a strong sense of weirdness to people because of its excessive intensity.

There are flowers but no leaves.

Zhu Zhijun has seen this kind of flower before, growing on both sides of the road, but there is only a small piece of it alone, and there is a whole sea of ​​flowers in front of him, and even the mist can't hide their color.

Zhou Ye didn't seem to have seen it, obviously he was already used to these things.

After crossing the bridge, a small antique building appeared.

At this time, the mist has dissipated a lot, and in the vast darkness, there is just such a small building with red tiles and cornices, which is beautiful in symmetry.

Zhou Ye stopped and said.

"This is the place where all the information about living souls is stored. More than ten years ago, the Internet was not yet popular, so the previous scrolls are kept here, and as long as they are taken out of this house, they will be incinerated and disappeared immediately."

Zhu Zhijun raised his head and looked at the facade.

There are two mahogany doors, with a pair of tiger heads inlaid in the middle, with hideous faces.

The door was not locked, Zhou Ye reached out and pushed the door open, and walked in with Zhu Zhijun.

"It's all sorted out by others, and I can't figure it out. Find it yourself, and hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Zhijun had already read the order of the furnishings in the entire house.

The information is arranged in order, from year to month, the records of living souls in the whole city are all neatly summarized.

Zhou Ye let go of his hand.

"You have three minutes."

Just now she relied on physical contact to protect his popularity, but now she let go of her hand. Without any protection, Hades will have another freshly baked soul in 5 minutes.

Although Zhu Zhijun didn't know what would happen in 5 minutes, he realized the importance of the matter.

So the next second after Zhou Ye let go, he stepped forward and found the scroll management office 18 years ago according to the year.

"April...April..."

The man muttered softly, his fingertips slid across a row of cabinets, and finally stopped in front of a sealed cabinet.

He squatted down and turned his head to look at Zhou Ye.

(End of this chapter)