I’m Actually a Bigshot

Lord Guide.

It was not until the image of the god of death over there spoke again that Su Qingxing came back to his senses, looked at Mu Rong and Qin Guan and said, The dead soul number is MS8346 Mu Rong, and the dead soul number is MS8347 Qin Guan, now you have two choices in front of you. One is to fall into the legendary hell lava, and the other is to join the ghost town of No. 666 where I am.

Qin Guan and Mu Rong looked at each other in surprise, and finally asked in unison, What is going on here?

Perhaps because of the ample time for the trial this time, Su Qingxing introduced it in a rare and careful manner: If you want to know this, maybe you need to calm down and listen to me tell a story that is a little old.

In human legends, people generally have two places after death, one in the sky and one in the ground.

The gates of heaven are strictly closed, and only those chosen by them are eligible to enter.

So most people will come to the entrance of the underworld after they die. Su Qingxing paused, as if hoping that the two of them would have more time to digest, The underworld is actually very big, and it may be bigger than the real world you are in. , except that most of it is a battlefield, abyss, and wasteland.

In the depths of the underworld, there are many ghosts and monsters that you humans don't even know about. They are the leaders of this underworld. They set the rules of the underworld so that only powerful beings can live in the underworld.

Qin Guan and Mu Rong heard it in a fog, as if they were reading a novel from another world. But they at least understood one thing, that is, compared with the so-called ghosts and ghosts, the two of them are probably very weak existences, right?

In the eyes of those underworld creatures, the dead souls of humans are not only weak but also numerous. They even feel that humans are like countless ants in a tidy home.

Because of the proposal of the underworld creatures, some people once wanted to ignite the flames of hell at the entrance of the underworld, so that all human souls would be burned by the flames and ashes at the moment of entering the underworld! In this way, the weak human souls in their eyes will not flood the underworld. every corner.

Although this proposal was eventually rejected, the dead souls of human beings are still not allowed to enter the underworld, so there is the trial of the underworld that you are experiencing now.

They erected thousands of ghost towns at the entrance to the underworld!

Thousands of ghost towns are standing on the edge of the underworld... and a guide to the underworld like me is like an admissions teacher in a school, responsible for selecting suitable candidates from the underworld trials to join the ghost town.

The cinema fell silent.

Bai Hua, who had obviously failed the trial, didn't know why he didn't disappear from the theater, and after being pushed away by the god of death, he was in a state of emptiness. Only Zhu Ting, who had been slashed in the neck, was standing behind him, smiling a little. distortion.

Then what about those who were not selected? Mu Rong spent a long time digesting this matter, and finally couldn't help but ask.

Su Qingxing unconsciously helped Sisi get along, looked at Mu Rong and Qin Guan for a while, and then said, There are only two paths for the souls who have not been selected into the ghost town.

Or throw it directly into the hell lava known as the 'underworld recycling station'.

Either you just keep reincarnating in this world of underworld trials, and you can never find an exit.

Go to hell, or continue reincarnation? After hearing this kind of treatment, Mu Rong clenched her fists quietly, and finally said, I always feel that this is not very reasonable, as if dealing with expired goods.

Because in the underworld, no one cares about where the dead souls go. Although Su Qingxing felt regretful, he was temporarily powerless in his capacity, The dead souls of mankind have no power, no identity, no sense of existence here, and no one cares about fairness. Justice or good and evil will pay off.

Then what's the point of us entering a ghost town? Qin Guan wanted to smoke a cigarette, but found that there was not one left in his cigarette case. For a smoker and an alcoholic, such a world is indeed almost as terrifying as hell.

Su Qingxing said with great certainty, Because only the dead souls who enter the ghost town can get the chance to change themselves, get the chance to be free, and even have the precious chance to be reincarnated as a human being.

These things can only be done after you enter the ghost town!

What are the conditions for selecting people in a ghost town? When Mu Rong asked this question, she glanced at Bai Hua seemingly unintentionally.

The preference of the guide, that's all. Su Qingxing took a deep breath, the image of the god of death was still standing beside him at the moment, bowing respectfully and salute, making Su Qingxing, the guide of the underworld, instantly taller.

Some guides like villains, some guides like cunning people, and some guides like brave warriors... Even some guides especially like pretty women, and some people like to explore creators to draw cartoons for themselves Writing novels. Su Qingxing couldn't help but smile after thinking of the wonderful things he had heard from Zhu Sha, Ghost towns even compete with each other, to see which ghost town is more powerful, the more you think about it, the more absurd it becomes.

But this is the current status of the underworld. Maybe someone will stand up to change all this in the future. Maybe many people are waiting for the day when the underworld reforms...but it's just maybe.

As a guide, I don't have any special preferences. I just hope that people who enter the ghost town of No. 666 will not be annoying. Su Qingxing's narration finally came to an end, and he turned to look at The two in front of them said, So you two have decided?

Qin Guan raised his hand first and said, I think I need more

Time to digest these things, I wonder if there are any bars or something in the ghost town?

You still want to drink?! Mu Rong, who was next to him, immediately widened his eyes, I see that ghost dares to sell you wine! Mu Rong also stepped on the stiletto heels on her feet, squinting her eyes. He stared at Qin Guan next to him.

...

It seems that the two of you have already made a decision. The blue paper lantern appeared beside Su Qingxing again, Ghost town No. 666, you are welcome to join us.

Mu Rong and Qin Guan also took a long breath, and couldn't help but say softly, I didn't expect to be dead, and there are so many troublesome things.

But what they really didn't expect was that the guide to the underworld, who only appeared in legends, was by their side from the beginning, and like an admissions teacher, he was choosing the most suitable candidate to join the ghost town.

Fortunately, Su Qingxing seemed to be a very ordinary guide, without the indescribable hobbies of other guides, so ordinary that Mu Rong and Qin Guan wanted to shout long live.

Bai Hua, are you ready? After arranging Mu Rong and Qin Guan, Su Qingxing turned to look at Bai Hua with empty eyes, Blood sacrifice is a taboo even in the underworld, but you insist on doing it for illusory things. Even kill Zhu Ting. Although the blood sacrifice did not succeed, but the crime is deep, I will send you to hell lava.

I know. Bai Hua's eyes became a little more alive now, I just want to know one thing, is he the real god of death?

Bai Hua's fingers pointed to the figure of the god of death, who was bending over.

No. Su Qingxing said with certainty, It's just an ordinary image.

So in the underworld, is there really a god of death? Bai Hua's eyes were full of despair, Is there really a god of death that can change life and death and control people's lives?

... Su Qingxing was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said, Exist.

Xiaoxue struggled to jump out of Su Qingxing's arms and landed lightly without attracting anyone's attention.

If I were the bride of the god of death, the real god of death should have come to save me long ago, right? Bai Hua's expression looked like she was crying, but no tears flowed down.

I think so. Su Qingxing sighed, If it's the god of death, it would be easy to save a dead soul, but that Highness obviously won't do that.

The sound of the ground cracking came, and various cracks had begun to appear on the floor of the theater at the foot of the white birch, and the light of hell lava had also faintly emerged from the cracks.

Su Qingxing could even feel that the temperature in the entire cinema was rising.

After all, it is a hellfire that can burn all souls to pieces!

Have you seen it? Hohoho, I'm the only one who will accompany you in the end. Zhu Ting, who was covered in blood, finally grabbed Baihua tightly at the last moment. Flowing, Bai Hua, I don't blame you for killing me, because I died and you died too. Your family and mine also arranged funerals for us, and we will be together forever.