So handsome, how could he be a cannon fodder

Zhuang Xiangchen is an internet writer with the pen name "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie", the kind who writes about Marysu, the dog and blood of heaven and thunder. His representative works include "The Evil Prince and the Cold Concubine", "The Little Demon Queen of the Dragon Emperor" and "The Domineering President's Delicate Wife".The daily code is [-], and it takes three years to become a god. The creed in life - "Only the words that are cheated can be remembered in people's hearts."

There are countless people who have been thundered by him, and countless people who have been cheated by him, so his black rice points are also countless.Whenever he publishes a new article, the discussion area will inevitably be full of blood and blood, with some swearing, some sneering, some turning black, and some crying and begging that the old article will not be cheated.It's a pity that everything is in vain, Zhuang Xiangchen still does his own thing, anyway, he updates quickly and attracts money quickly, as for the comments... whocare?

Finally, one day, Zhuang Xiangchen suffered a cerebral infarction while staying up late typing, and fell headlong on the keyboard and died.

The moment he appeared in the underworld, the "sky" underground that had been as dark as a day for thousands of years suddenly surged, and the sky thunder rolled, and it didn't stop for a long time.The entrance of the Yin-Yang Dao flashed, and then collapsed. The rest of the new dead ghosts around him were pushed away by invisible forces, and lightning struck Zhuang Xiangchen's head, smashing him into pieces, then reorganizing, and breaking into pieces again. , and then reorganized, then split into pieces and then reassembled, then split into pieces and then reassembled again... Finally, he completely got rid of the muddled state like the ghosts around him, recovered his sanity, and disappeared into a cloud. His legs have also grown back, almost the same as before.If there is any difference, it should be that the body is much lighter, and there is a feeling that it is about to float in every gesture.

Oh yes, and he's now translucent.

Zhuang Xiangchen looked at his 80% transparent body with novelty, and felt red.body.bare.It seems a little shy to show the internal organs of the body to others. Although I don't know what's going on, I still plan to find an opaque dress first.

Then when he looked up, he saw a group of hell staff staring at him with complicated expressions.

A ghost messenger with a high crown on his head and a "body" transparency of about 60% stepped out of the group of ghosts with a list: "Zhuang Xiangchen, male, 26 years old, born in Tiantian in 1989. In Z City, Province H, On April 2015, 4, he had a sudden cerebral infarction in the rented house, and died because no one found it for a long time, and he died due to insufficient treatment, is it you?"

Zhuang Xiangchen: "Yes."

The ghost messenger put down the order and waved his right hand: "Take it."

Before Zhuang Xiangchen had time to react, three or four ghost servants who didn't wear high crowns rushed out from nowhere, and one of the ghosts pinched the horns of a large golden net, and covered him inside with a whoosh.

"Wait, let me tell you why first!" Zhuang Xiangchen floated up and looked out from the net, "What crime have I committed?"

The ghost messengers continued to drag him forward without saying a word.The new dead ghosts who were stranded around seemed like nothing had happened, and slowly drifted forward again, from the reopened entrance of the Yin-Yang Dao to the end of the Naihe Stone Bridge.The ghost messengers turned to another empty road not far away. Zhuang Xiangchen could only vaguely see the smoke slowly rising from the opposite side through countless Ah Piao with a transparency of 30%.

"Is that the heat of Mengpo soup?" Zhuang Xiangchen continued to try to talk to the ghost messenger, but failed.Except for the first two sentences, they seem to have become dumb at the moment, no matter how noisy he is, they still don't say a word.After turning the second turn, there are many ghosts coming and going around, most of them are similar to the few who dragged him, and few of them wear high crowns, which are obviously closer to the real ones than those without them. , the expression on his face seems to be more vivid.Zhuang Xiangchen was dragged all the way to a gloomy hall. The golden net was scattered, and he got out after a lot of effort. When he stood up, he saw that there seemed to be a person sitting in the hall, but he couldn't see clearly.

It was too dark in the hall, and the ghost's appearance was also too dark. When he grinned, he could only see two rows of shiny white teeth floating in the air.

"Zhuang Xiangchen, male, 26 years old, was born in Tiantian in 1989. He suffered a cerebral infarction in a rented house on April 2015, 4 in z city, province h. He died because no one found him for a long time, and he died due to insufficient medical treatment. Is it you? "The black ghost spoke, his voice was very low, rumbling like thunder.

"..." This guy is the legendary King Yama?Should I fucking answer yes or no?If you say "yes", will you be tied up and dragged all the way?

"Zhuang Xiangchen, male, 26 years old, was born in Tiantian in 1989. He suffered a cerebral infarction in a rented house on April 2015, 4 in z city, province h. No one found him for a long time, and he died due to lack of medical treatment. Is it you? "The thunderous voice repeated again.

"Yes." Zhuang Xiangchen replied dejectedly, "For discussion, can you give me some clothes to wear before asking questions? You can see how bad it will be."

"Impossible." King Yama said very simply.

People work!Obviously there are ghosts and messengers!frenzied!abnormal!stupid gay!

"That's why I came to you." He went on to say, "You are the God of Thunder Tribulation, so unless you are bound to a genius earth treasure when you become a god, all clothes will be turned into flying ash when they touch you. "

Lei Jie became a god... Zhuang Xiangchen's whole ghost is bad, but who the hell wants to be a god who can't wear clothes!

"Can I apply for refurbishment?"

"Impossible." King Yan Luo explained to him sincerely, "Just when you passed the thunder calamity, all the immortals in the heavenly court discovered and registered you. Now people in the heavenly dynasty have no faith. We must also crack down on feudal superstitions. No one in the fairy world can become a fairy or a god for many years, and the population is in short supply. Once it appears, it is absolutely impossible to let it go."

Not to mention that there are very few "Thunder Gods" in the entire fairy world. It is a rare species, and it must be well protected.

The God of Emotions is still here to catch strong men... Zhuang Xiangchen felt as if he had stepped into a den of thieves, and he wanted to cry even more without tears.

"However, generally speaking, the Dao of Heaven has also considered this issue, so under normal circumstances, after the thunder catastrophe becomes a god, after successfully crossing the catastrophe, there will be a genius treasure that can be used to cover the body, such as the wild leather skirt or the thunder robbery robe. Something." Yan Luo Wang finally said, "There must be something wrong, but we can't see it. I suggest you ask the soup seller Meng Po on the Naihe Bridge over there. She is the most beautiful woman in the fairy world, and her suitors are everywhere. For the whole nine days, if you are well-informed, you will definitely know something."

. ...Wait, isn't Po Meng an old woman?What the hell is the number one beauty in the fairy world? !