Soul Eater

In the historical process of human beings, 1000 years ago, the riots in the underworld led to the imbalance of the three realms, which is definitely a major turning point.

In order to prevent the world from being destroyed and to protect the peace of the world, the three realms reached a consensus after friendly consultations:

1000. Seal the main person who caused the riot—Pluto, and punish him for falling into reincarnation for [-] years;

1000. During these [-] years, no war shall be waged between the heaven, the human world, and the underworld.

After that, the gods related to the riot hibernated one after another.

Now that the millennium is approaching, the Three Realms are ready to move. Among them, the underworld is bound to find Pluto and regain its strength, while the human world and the heaven stand in a united front, planning how to find the reincarnation of Pluto before the underworld.

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"Name."

"Ruan Yang."

"age."

"Two, 21."

The other party glanced at his face.

The person in front of him was fair and pleasing, with clean and clear eyes, curly and fluffy hair, and two round dimples would appear when the corners of his mouth were slightly pressed.

——Looking at his appearance, he is a person with profound blessings, so how could he be a short-lived ghost?

After this glance, the man closed his eyes again, and asked in a dragged tone, "How did you get here?"

Ruan Yang bit his lip, and the dimple became more obvious. He struggled for three seconds, thinking that he should be honest with the interviewer, so he said shamefully, "I was introduced by a relative."

As soon as the words fell, he saw the two thick black eyebrows on the other party's face wrinkled.

Ruan Yang grew up under the light of socialism. It was the first time in his life that he went through the back door, and he was not very proficient.Seeing that the interviewer dressed like a big brother on the street frowned, he felt that the other party would become an embodiment of justice in the next second, and he would be kicked out on the spot on the spot.

Unexpectedly, the other party just continued to ask him a question: "Tell me, why are you here?"

Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that what his mother said was right, the second uncle has already taken care of it, and he just asked him to come to the interview for a trial and error.

The belly draft is the "interview panacea" from Baidu: "This position is linked to my professional knowledge. I think I can give full play to my professional ability here, and I am also very keen on your company's industry spirit..."

"Stop, stop, stop, what does this matter?" After some irrelevant conversations, the other party interrupted his self-report with a wave of his hand, picked up the resume that Ruan Yang handed over when he entered the door, and pointed it at the light. After reading it carefully, he yelled at the top of his head, "I made a mistake! This is a living person!"

Ruan Yang's eardrums vibrated when he shouted, and at the same time his expression was bewildered.

Before he could recall what the "interviewer" meant, after a brief silence, a strange noise erupted from above his head in the room.

It sounded like something was pouring out of the ceiling.

Ruan Yang looked up at the ceiling, and saw an incomparably fantastic scene that he would never forget in his life - a crow's head the size of a basketball jumped out of the ceiling, its hard beak opened and closed on top of his head, vomited A grown man's voice came out: "I knew it! I heard his heartbeat and breathing!"

"Aftermath!" Another voice immediately overshadowed it, this time it was a woman's voice, "When he entered the door, you still said that this time he must be a grudge."

The one who spoke was also a crow head.

"..."

Under Ruan Yang's blank stare, the third crow's head came out, and the voice sounded like an old man with many vicissitudes: "Don't make noise, harmony makes money."

Looking carefully, the three heads actually grow on the same body, the picture is very strange.

"..." Ruan Yang's eyes widened, oh my god!Three-headed monster!

As a good-natured young man who grew up bathed in the sunshine of socialism, Ruan Yang was the first to see such an unscientific creature.

The string in his mind was tense in an instant, and his desire to survive was overwhelming: "Sorry, I came to the wrong place."

After leaving this sentence, he was ready to go for the best plan.

Seeing Ruan Yang running out, the "interviewer" just now hastily stopped him: "Don't leave, it's not easy for me to deal with you if you leave."

The less than [-]-square-meter office became a mess, with two crow heads arguing endlessly, the "interviewer" who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and Ruan Yang who was in a daze.

Just then, a man pushed the door open.

The person who came was wearing a black windbreaker. He was tall and tall, with sword-browed and star-eyed features. The most unbelievable thing was the incongruous indifference on his body, as if he had come from a far away place, crossing thousands of mountains, After traveling thousands of miles, the cold dew has soaked into the bone marrow.

He appeared at the door, just in front of Ruan Yang.

Before Ruan Yang had time to see the other person's appearance clearly, he felt that the other person seemed to flicker in front of his eyes, and the world was plunged into darkness, and his consciousness quickly sank.

By the time Xiao Siming put the person on the sofa used for entertaining guests, the office was already silent. Those arguing shrank their necks, and those who rummaged through boxes obediently stood against the wall.

Several voices said in unison: "Hi, boss."

Xiao Siming: "What's going on?"

The two crow heads who were still quarreling just now described the "interview" between them and Ruan Yang in detail.

"It's all Wei Xuan's fault. I chatted with people for a long time and didn't find any problems."

"That's it."

In terms of dumping the pot, the Crowheads have always been very harmonious.

Wei Xuan, who was forced to take over the pot, had his throat choked up, and he threw the pot back unwillingly: "You put him in, and you have two eyes longer than mine, so you can't see it?"

Xiao Siming gave them a cool look, and each of them immediately stopped arguing.

Wei Xuan had a relatively thick skin, and within half a minute of being quiet, he dared to look sideways at Xiao Siming.

After receiving Xiao Siming's "you say" look in his eyes, he actively stepped forward to express his thoughts, trying to make up for his mistakes: "I'm afraid there is something wrong with this person."

Seeing that Xiao Siming didn't refute, he went on to say: "Although he is a living person, his body is very dark. He must have been targeted by something. The other party is not young."

Their place, to the outside world, is called a supernatural office, but to the inside, it can be regarded as a semi-abandoned transfer station, connecting the worlds of yin and yang.

Unless living people have special channels, they can't enter here at all, and they can't even touch the barrier.

This is the default rule since the establishment of the firm, and Ruan Yang, who is lying on the sofa, is the first exception.

The reason behind this must be investigated, and most likely it will be his next job.

Sure enough, Xiao Siming didn't seem to take Ruan Yang's exception very seriously. He picked up a document on the table and explained casually: "You are in charge of receiving people. No matter how you say it, you talk to him." After 10 minutes, he lost some energy in vain, and when he wakes up, you are responsible for the follow-up investigation of this matter."

Wei Xuan let out an "ow", thinking that as long as the wages were not deducted, everything would be fine.

In the next second, Xiao Siming said very gently: "If you can't solve it, you will pay for the maintenance of the barrier."

The evil exploiting class.

Wei Xuan wants to cry but has no tears.

Ruan Yang slept for a day and a night, and when he woke up, he felt that he had been beaten, and it hurt everywhere.

Especially his head, which hurt so much that he couldn't get up for a while, and hugged his head in aggrieved manner.

Wei Xuan saw him struggling to sit up and then fell down. After repeating this several times, he finally couldn't bear it and said, "Don't toss about, just lie down."

Ruan Yang was lying on the sofa with a small blanket covering his body, and he was so angry: "Where am I?"

"Spiritual Office." Wei Xuan introduced himself to him: "I am Wei Xuan, and this is Xiao Da, Xiao Er and Xiao San."

A row of crow heads emerged from behind the sofa, much smaller than what Ruan Yang had seen before. Six black bean-sized eyes were staring at him, ignoring that these three heads were on the same body. On the words, it looks pretty cute.

Ruan Yang closed his eyes, well, it's not a dream.

He really encountered a supernatural event.

"I'm sorry, brother," Wei Xuan's tone didn't sound very distracted, "I didn't pay attention to it earlier, and thought you were a grieving ghost who came here to report—forget it, don't mention this. You know, Ordinary people will consume energy when staying with us, the discomfort you feel now is the sequelae of energy loss, it’s okay, it’s just that your body is uncomfortable, it won’t shorten your life..."

Wei Xuan is a chatterbox, once he opened the chatterbox, he couldn't close it easily. Ruan Yang was stunned for a while, trying to accept and digest the information thrown by the other party.

After a long time, he figured it out: he came here for an interview, but he entered this supernatural agency by accident, and took the staff here—that is, Wei Xuan, as the interviewer.

"But I have something to tell you." Wei Xuan changed the topic.

Ruan Yang: "What's the matter?"

Wei Xuan: "You are dying."

His tone was flat and straightforward, as if he was sighing "today's weather is so nice", Ruan Yang almost thought that he had heard it wrong.

The rabbit will bite when it is in a hurry, Ruan Yang grabbed the corner of his clothes, stared at him, it looked like a rabbit about to run away: "Didn't you say that you won't lose your life?"

Xiao Er and Xiao San were so frightened that they shrank their heads to pretend to be quails. Wei Xuan hurriedly comforted him: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, we are all friends, so talk if you have something to say."

He tidied up his wording: "You can't blame us for this, you have to ask yourself. Have you offended anyone recently?"

Ruan Yang was stunned for a moment, subconsciously recalled what the other party said, and shook his head after a while: "No."

Wei Xuan muttered softly, "That's weird."

Ruan Yang: "What's wrong?"

Wei Xuan said: "I was targeted by unclean things. Let's put it this way, living people are angry. The more angry, the more vigorous the vitality, the longer the life span, and the evil spirits dare not approach easily. You are angry now. Nothing, tell me, didn’t you just step into the gate of hell?”

He spoke very plainly, Ruan Yang understood this time, but after understanding, he was even more at a loss: "Then what should I do?"

"I think you look good, but I don't know how your luck is. I can only say that my preliminary judgment is that someone may be using your luck to change your fate."

Thinking of this, Wei Xuan couldn't help but become more serious.

Luck has many uses. People with strong luck are easy to be targeted by those who want to do some illegal activities.

"Think about it again, has anything special happened to you recently?"

Ruan Yang frowned and recalled, after a while, he hesitated and said, "Yes."

Wei Xuan's eyes lit up.

Ruan Yang: "My partner cheated on me."

Wei Xuan: "..."

Maybe Ruan Yang looked too disappointed, he couldn't help but comforted him: "Where there is no grass in the world, why bother to fall in love with a single flower."

Ruan Yang curled his mouth, "He's a man."

"Oh," Wei Xuan changed his words naturally, "Why bother to fall in love with a single grass."

The topic became more and more off topic, Ruan Yang coughed lightly in embarrassment, his tone became much calmer: "Then what do you think about my luck?"

Wei Xuan signaled him: "You stretch out your hand and close your eyes."

Qi luck is also called Qi number, fate number, and magnetic field. Metaphysics has been developed for more than 2000 years. It is like a towering tree with countless branches growing from its trunk. Although it is called by various names, the root is the same thing.

Everyone has their own luck, with different colors and shapes, which can only be seen by those who have opened their eyes.

First look at the color, the red and purple are destined to be either rich or noble; then look at the shape and size, luck is shrouded on the top of the person's head, the bigger and more solid it means that the person's fortune is deeper.

Wei Xuan let out a breath slowly, concentrated his energy on his eyes, and slowly opened them.

Then he was dumbfounded.

There is nothing around Ruan Yang.

Wei Xuan hurriedly inhaled and restarted the operation, opened his eyes again, but still saw nothing.

No, could it be that his business ability has declined?

Ruan Yang opened his eyes and looked at him expectantly.

Wei Xuan scratched his hair: "Well, something happened."

He sighed, recognized the reality of his lack of ability, pointed to the direction behind Ruan Yang, and said, "I didn't see your luck, so I can only let our boss show you."

Only then did Ruan Yang realize that there was another person in the room.He turned his head to look in the direction of Wei Xuan's finger, and was stunned with just one glance.

His attention was all attracted by the other person's face.This person's skin was cold and pale, his eyebrows and eyes were like knives and axes, and his slightly long hair was tied behind his head with a black rope.

The desk is full of documents and all kinds of packing boxes, but he sits there like an exquisite but cold ritual vessel in a glass showcase, he just feels like he is out of the mud but not stained.Ruan Yang looked at him, and in a flash, four words flashed in his mind: the posture of a fairy.

The corner of Wei Xuan's mouth twitched, and four words flashed in his heart: Extremely false.