Dressed in Tsing Yi

The opposite of the human world is the Yin Division.Guo Jia knew that he was weak and sick, so it was no surprise that he died of illness on the way back to Liucheng.But who can explain, after death is not a reincarnation but to live here... and to face Wu Hou Sun Ce in front of him.

"Guo Crow and you are dead too."

Guo Crow... What a unique nickname...

"To each other." Guo Jia twitched the corners of his mouth, almost blinded by the white teeth in front of him.

Apart from the Efang Palace and Chang'an City next door, and the Marquis Wu's Mansion in front of us, there are no other buildings in this huge underworld.It was empty and extremely quiet.

There is no sun, moon and stars in the sky of the underworld, but it doesn't look very dark, it just feels weirder.At some point in the distance, the will-o'-the-wisp jumps and jumps, gloomy.

Guo Jia pressed his temples, "I guess not everyone will come here."

"Guo Fengxiao will also say 'should'?" Sun Ce laughed as if he heard something funny, "That's natural. But do you really want to stand here and talk?"

This is the good thing about the underworld. As long as you have money, you can build any kind of building, only you can't think of it, nothing is impossible.

Money can turn the devil around.

"Anything you want." Guo Jia took two steps back and forth, feeling that he was no different from the world.It's just... I will never see Duke Ming again...

Large tracts of manjusawa are in full bloom. Sun Ce said that this is the road of fire, and those ordinary souls will float by here, step on the bridge of Naihe, witness the three life stones, and then drink the bowl of bitter or sweet Mengmeng. Po soup.

Guo Jia randomly found a cushion and sat down on his knees, listening quietly.

After half an hour, Guo Jia got up. "Thank you Marquis Wu. If not as Jia expected, Dian Wei and the eldest son are also there, right?"

"Cao Ang and Cao Anmin went to reincarnate as scholar-bureaucrats, and they are lobbying the princes everywhere. They may have to wait 100 years before they come back." Sun Ce raised his eyebrows, "But Dian Wei is still there, do you want to go see him?"

Guo Jia shook his head.Just one year after he became an official, the eldest son and Dian Wei died in the battle against Zhang Xiu. How can there be any friendship?

He stood up and moved around, and walked out of Marquis Wu's mansion without looking back.Next to the magnificent palace, he suddenly thought of the Sikong Mansion... and the Military Master Jijiu Mansion near it...

Suddenly I really miss my lord's peach blossom wine.

I'm a little hungry.

The figure in front of him is slightly familiar.Yuan Benchu?The one behind him should be Jushou.

...It seems that this is an exclusive area in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, otherwise, how could you meet so many acquaintances?

Guo Jia smiled, turned and left.This is a person who is "late to see things" and does not like to listen to the advice of counselors.

A man with ambition but no strategy.

I have been under his command for several days and still haven't paid much attention to him. As for why Ju Shou is so loyal to him that he would rather die than surrender in the end... Maybe he likes Yuan Shao's embroidered pillow.The embroidered pillow Yuan Benchu ​​is known as the fourth generation and the third lord.

really like myself...

"The one who makes a great cause alone must be this person."

"The real my lord."

A lot of things I have said will come true.

"The strategy is light and unprepared. Although there are millions of people, it is no different from walking alone in the Central Plains. If the assassin rises and falls, it is a one-man enemy. From my point of view, it must be in the hands of the assassin."

Later Sun Ce died at the hands of Xu Gong's disciples.

"If I go to the south, I will not survive." It is a pity that he died in the south of Liucheng.

Being called "Guo Crow" by Sun Ce is not groundless.

Xun Wenruo, you still owe Jia a game of chess, and you agreed to let Jia's two sons... I'm afraid, you will slip up.

After some random thinking, Guo Jia found that there seemed to be a lake in front of him, as clear as a mirror, clearly reflecting his pale face.

Tsk, it's so ugly, it will definitely be laughed at by Minggong.

"Welcome to the Mirror Mirror—" A shrill voice sounded, "Does Guo Fengxiao want to see what's going on in the world—"

Guo Jia didn't answer.He wanted it very much, but the owner of this voice must have something to ask for.

What do you want?