After lifting the lid of the coffin, I started hunting ghosts to make money

【Chapter 62】

'Ding--'

Suddenly, the sound of a bell rang in Si Jiang's ear.

After a moment of silence, the bell rang again.

'Ding--'

The sound of the bell seemed to be blocked by something, as if it was far away from him, but at the same time it seemed to be very close.The emptiness made him elusive.

……

'Ding--'

When the third bell rang, Si Jiang finally slowly opened his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, it was pitch black.

It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, but Si Jiang was very calm.

Si Jiang lay down calmly and stretched out his hand.

After reaching out his hand, he felt that he touched a very flat and cold object.

Si Jiang's hand moved down slowly.

The touch on the hand is still smooth and cold, without any change.

Si Jiang calmly withdrew his hand.

Si Jiang touched the place where he was lying with his hand.

...It was the same as the one I touched just now, flat and cold.

Si Jiang withdrew his hand expressionlessly, almost already had the answer in his heart.

He is now in a 'box'.

After thinking about it, Si Jiang stretched out his hand without hesitation, ready to lift the cover of the 'box' directly.

Unexpectedly, the 'box' seemed to be firmly fixed on it, solid and hard, without any change.

Si Jiang's expression became serious for a moment.

But only for a moment.

Probably because he has been attached to Jin Zhiguo for too long, Si Jiang even forgot, as a ghost, if he wants to leave somewhere, he can just pass through like this, so there is no need to reach out and push 'Box'.

Si Jiang thought funny, ready to go straight through the 'box'.

...Unexpectedly, his body seemed to be firmly bound to the box, unable to move.

Except for a pair of hands, other parts of his body were firmly nailed to the 'box' and he couldn't move.

Si Jiang's face darkened.

That old-fashioned masterpiece?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, he quickly rejected it.

——Because Wencheng is not that capable.

And at this moment, a bell rang outside the 'box' again.

'Ding--'

Crisp bells sounded outside the 'box', and then echoed.

Hearing this voice, Si Jiang suddenly felt that his body was falling bit by bit.

No, it should be said that the 'box' is falling.

The 'box' was sunk into the water.

The cold liquid seeped in along the edge of the 'box'.

Si Jiang was unusually calm.

As a ghost, he has already lost his entity, even if he is thrown into the sea, it will not have any effect on him.

Because he is not human and has no five senses.

...Si Jiang originally thought so.

However, after the icy cold water seeped into the box, he shrank from the cold.

Then, he felt that his body was gradually soaked and gradually submerged by water.

The cold liquid went down his legs, down his hands, up his face, and seeped into his ears, mouth and nose.

He couldn't breathe, and his face was pale.

Si Jiang opened his eyes wide in shock.

Something is not right, he has been dead for thousands of years, how could he still feel suffocated——

Just as Si Jiang thought of this, he heard a crisp and loud bell again in his ear.

'Ding--'

Si Jiang suddenly calmed down.

He remembered.

Here...is the underworld.

The ghosts summoned by the old man with a strong nose are actually just a cover.

What he really used to deal with him was the blood formation drawn with painstaking efforts under the mirror of Tianxuan.

In order to be able to send him to the underworld, that old man with a strong nose did not hesitate to waste his life. It seems that he really underestimated him.

If it is in the underworld, then all of the present can be explained.

In the human world, Si Jiang is omnipotent, but in the underworld, he becomes an ordinary ghost.

In the underworld, no matter how powerful a ghost is, once it gets here, it will immediately return to its original shape.

Knowing that this is the underworld, Si Jiang didn't feel any fear or panic.

He just had a... sense of relief.

After wandering aimlessly in the world for thousands of years, he was finally freed at this moment. It's been too long to 'live', and it has already made him feel a little bored.

But it's a bit strange to say.

When he thought of finally being able to be freed, Lu Zhaolu unexpectedly came to his mind.

He didn't quite understand why he thought of Lu Zhaolu at this moment.

Is it because he hasn't sought revenge on him yet?Or is it because it hasn't been used enough?Or, is it because he hasn't had time to use the huge sum in his bank card?

Si Jiang frowned, his expression tangled.

Just as Si Jiang was puzzled, the water in the 'box' suddenly receded slowly.

Si Jiang frowned.

He didn't think it would end so easily.

As Si Jiang expected, after the icy cold water receded completely, the temperature inside the 'box' began to rise rapidly in the next second, but in just a few seconds, the temperature inside the 'box' became like baking The furnace is generally hot.

But inside the 'box', it was still pitch black.

Si Jiang's forehead was covered with hot sweat, the wet and hot sweat slid down his forehead, and then dripped on the 'box'.

Si Jiang opened his eyes and didn't move.

Many years ago, Si Jiang heard a rumor.

It is rumored that ghosts who do many evils in the world will definitely be tortured after entering the underworld.

At that time, he snorted and didn't take it to heart at all.Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true.

As the saying goes, evil is rewarded with evil, since he killed so many people in the world, it is only natural that he will get retribution now.

He had nothing to argue with, and he didn't want to defend himself.

Si Jiang slowly closed his eyes, accepting his fate.

Unexpectedly, the moment Si Jiang closed his eyes, the 'box' suddenly opened.

An unsmiling and stern face appeared in front of him.

Si Jiang opened his eyes.

The other party stared at Si Jiang's face, that face, as if the ice and snow had melted, revealed an extremely gentle smile in an instant.

He said softly, "Sorry, I'm late."

Si Jiang frowned, but didn't reply.

The man gently took Si Jiang's hand and brought him out of the 'box'.

After leaving the 'box', Si Jiang discovered that the box was actually a big black coffin.

Four tall black figures with pointed hats quietly carried the coffin. They had no eyes and could not see the way, so they simply lowered their heads all the way.

And in front of these four tall shadows, there is a masked imp leading the way.

It held a rusty golden bell in its hand, and it shook it gently, jumping forward step by step.

Because it has only straight legs.

Si Jiang glanced expressionlessly at the coffin and the five ghosts beside the coffin, then turned his gaze elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, the scene in the underworld is almost the same as that in the human world.

It's just that there are no living creatures, no sky, and no road in Hades.

I saw buildings standing around, and the buildings were empty, with nothing in them.

And on the walls of these buildings, ghost figures are crowded.

They push each other, crowd, fight and fight together.

Si Jiang looked at the surrounding scene very calmly, and finally turned his gaze to the man standing beside him quietly.

Or in other words, male ghost.

Si Jiang stared at the bright red wedding gown on the other party's body, his eyebrows twitched.

He looked down at his equally bright red wedding gown.

Si Jiang was silent for a while.

Si Jiang: "Who are you?"

The other party faced Si Jiang, with the corners of his lips raised, and smiled slightly.

He replied: "You saved me back then."

Si Jiang was slightly taken aback, and then came to a sudden realization.

Si Jiang: "...it's you."

Man, no, Wen Zhanjin smiled: "Yes."

After confirming the other party's identity, Si Jiang turned his gaze to the wedding robe on the other party's body, and asked, "What is this?"

Wen Zhanjin took Si Jiang's hand, then he lowered his head gently, and kissed his fingertips.

Wen Zhanjin: "...This is a little selfishness of mine."

Si Jiang was indifferent.

After Wen Zhanjin finished this action, he asked warmly, "Do you want to stay here?"

Si Jiang raised his eyebrows and understood something.

He asked: "...Can you go back?"

Wen Zhanjin replied yes without changing the smile on his face.

Si Jiang narrowed his eyes.

Si Jiang: "If I remember correctly, once you enter the underworld, there is no possibility of returning to the human world."

Wen Zhanjin: "That's true."

Si Jiang: "So, who are you?"

Wen Zhan looked at him now with deep eyes.

Wen Zhanjin said in a calm and unhurried voice: "According to the words of the world, my identity should be... the King of Hades."

Si Jiang remembered something and frowned.

Wen Zhanjin seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "The time you saved me was my thousand, 380 reincarnation."

Only then did Si Jiang understand.

Si Jiang: "Yes."

After Si Jiang finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the dark sky above.

The top of the head is full of endless black.

Si Jiang: "What's up there?"

Wen Zhanjin: "It's the No.12 floor."

Si Jiang: "Yes."

After asking, Si Jiang changed his tone.

Si Jiang: "How to go back."

The smile on Wen Zhanjin's face faded a little.

Wen Zhanjin: "Isn't it good to stay here?"

Si Jiang: "Very good."

Hearing these two words, the smile on Wen Zhanjin's face suddenly became a little gentler than before.

Wen Zhanjin: "Then why didn't you stay?"

Si Jiang: "I still have someone to kill."

His voice was understated and calm.That tone is like killing someone, just like eating and drinking water.

Wen Zhanjin stared at Si Jiang's calm face and was slightly stunned. After recovering, he lifted his lips and smiled.

Wen Zhanjin has red lips and white teeth, and his smile is simply deceptive.

He took Si Jiang's hand again, bent slightly, and saluted him.

He said softly: "Then it will be as you wish..." Ma'am.

Naturally, he didn't say the last two words.

After finishing speaking, the next second, a small road suddenly appeared in front of Si Jiang.

The path slopes upwards and has no end.

Then, he took Si Jiang's hand and walked forward slowly.

He led the way forward, and said in a gentle voice: "...you follow me, remember not to look back."