[Entertainment] The gods are coming tonight

The ghost put on his suit and finally straightened his tie. He opened the door and walked out. He turned to the room at the end of the corridor where there was no movement at all and asked, "Have you done it? Hurry up."

"Ah, man, really, don't be so smug when you go to the grave." He muttered as he walked out, holding a bag of clothes in his hand.

"Okay, okay." Before leaving the room, the messenger of hell rushed to the mirror to look at his attire, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, he opened the door.

"How do I go now? Shall I pull you?" the ghost asked.

"Pull me? Why are you pulling me?" The messenger of hell was a little puzzled, "I'm still pretty fast."

After all, people use their feet to walk inside and outside Seoul all day long.

"My friends are all lying down abroad, so I chose to stay there this time." The ghost explained, and then complained after explaining, "It's because you don't know anything, or you just follow me. I need to pull you."

Hearing this, the messenger of hell was a little angry. He stretched out his hand to stop the ghost from speaking again, but he still had a dissatisfied expression on his face: "How can you choose a foreign country casually? His friends are all in the country, so how can other people visit him in the future?"

"Ah, what a selfish ghost!"

"Is it my fault? You should ask him what he wants, aren't you the messenger of hell? He didn't leave me a message, how do I know where he wants to be buried!" .

"No matter what, you have to consider the actual situation. He doesn't have any friends abroad. We can still visit him from time to time in Korea. What should we do abroad? Do you want to monopolize the dead?" Hell Messenger The ghosts are also hot-tempered, as long as there is a slight sign, the two of them can immediately choke.

"I want to ask him too, Xiba! I don't have that right. Didn't you hear what those kids said? He turned into a light and flew away. I'm not a chasing boy, how can I catch him?" !"

"Dafa, have you guys been watching Ultraman recently?"

There were two people sitting in the living room, one holding a box of ice cream, staring dumbfounded at the two people standing in the corridor who were blushing and glaring at each other.

Liu Dehua put a mouthful of ice cream in his mouth, and still didn't forget to complain.

"Shut up!" The next second the two people in the corridor said to him in unison.

Liu Dehua immediately made an "ok" gesture and smiled cautiously.

Chi Enzhuo has accepted the urination of these two people who can quarrel anytime and anywhere. She put down the things in her hands, and now she is more interested in what they said.

"Azahi, what are you arguing about? It sounds like a big deal."

Hearing this, the ghost immediately felt that he had found a backer to back him up. He glanced at Dehua, and Dehua, who always looked at him alive, immediately gave up his position very well. He was hit by his uncle with a snap of his fingers just after taking two steps away. On the steps outside the door.

He took a big mouthful of ice cream gloomily.

"A friend of mine died," the ghost sat down and went straight to the point. Chi Enzhuo didn't expect such a thing, and his expression froze.

The ghost didn't notice her expression, and continued talking on its own.

"I was going to set up a tomb for him, but we were not around when he died, so I didn't know where he wanted to be buried, so I chose Quebec for him. All my friends were there, and he would go there. Good to have a companion…”

"Why do you have a partner? He doesn't know your friends. Don't listen to his one-sided words for other omissions. I still have something to say."

The messenger of hell sat down, interrupted the ghost, and said.

In fact, Chi Enzhuo had already guessed roughly through the conversation just now, so she still listened patiently.

"Burying people in Quebec is entirely because of the selfishness of this ghost. Li Heyu and other friends, and his group members are all in China. If you bury people abroad, what do you ask others to do? Others It’s not like you can tear through the space, don’t you know how far South Korea is from Canada?” The Hellbringer was also very emotional, and his usually white cheeks with no trace of popularity turned red because of the quarrel.

"Then what can I do? His members are extremely busy, and you work all day. No one discusses with me. Of course, I can only choose myself."

When the ghost was said so, its arrogant arrogance flickered, and it shrank from a raging fire to a bean-sized flame. Under the glare of the hell messenger, it flickered again, and it was extinguished.

Chi Enzhuo noticed the key words in it, and she interrupted: "Wait, who are you talking about? Li and Yu? Which and which Yu?"

The ghost and the messenger of hell looked at each other, at first they were puzzled, then the ghost had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered the arrogant poster in Chi Enzhuo's room, it was Li Heyu who stood up in a certain event His divine map, his own, was so arrogant that it directly occupied the entire wall beside the bed.

He lowered his head with some guilt, and secretly sent a message to the hell messenger: [This girl seems to be a fan of Yuzai, what should I do?I just remembered that there were many cheers from that kid in her room. 】

The Hell Envoy's bewildered expression immediately froze on his face. He glanced at Chi Enzhuo, who moved back and forth between him and the ghost, and quickly lowered his head to avoid his gaze. 【How did you make an agreement with his group of members?It's like keeping a secret for three months. 】

The ghost had a motherly smile on his face, looking both happy and desperate.

【Yes, that's not the important thing. I'm afraid that she will lose control of her emotions. It's scary if this girl messes around. 】

The Hell Envoy rolled his eyes, and just said it out of fear of people breaking down, but he actually found a reason to say that he was messing around.

If the messenger of hell really wanted to come up with a trick, he also felt that there was no solution.

The main thing is that he is not good at lying, and the ghosts don't slip away once they lie. He is afraid that the ghosts will be said to be aliens to attack the earth and fail, which will arouse suspicion.

Last time in front of Li Heyu, he almost referred to the other omissions as teenage girls.

[Why don't you run away. 】

The two looked at each other.

The ghost nodded.

At this time, I didn't pay so much attention to it. The hell messenger moved towards the door while playing haha ​​with the ghost.

"It's just a friend, an ordinary friend, isn't it normal that he passed away recently, hahaha..." The ghost smiled awkwardly and walked towards the door.

"There are not many people named Li Heyu in Korea, right? You just mentioned the group members? Isn't it really Li Heyu from BTS?" Chi Enzhuo was clear-headed and logical.

"How could it be? We seem to know this kind of young relatives..."

Before the hell messenger could finish speaking, he was dragged by the ghost and rushed towards the door with lightning speed.

"Ah!" Chi Enzhuo saw that the two were going to slip, and the ice cream box didn't even have time to put it, so he stood up and rushed over, squeezing past the door a second before it closed.

.........

There was silence and embarrassment in the air, and the ghost stood with its head shrunk among the tombstones.

The sound of the crowd's frolicking could be heard faintly in the distance.

The messenger of hell stood between the two facing each other, looking at the huddled ghost in disbelief.

[You actually positioned yourself directly in front of Li Heyu's tombstone? ? ?Is your brain in use? ] His heart exploded.

The ghost was in pain, he quietly raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of him, and the girl's gaze passed him and was staring at the tombstone at the moment.

[I didn't do it on purpose, I was too anxious just now, so I accidentally...] It is rare for a ghost to beg for mercy from the Hell Envoy.

The messenger of hell couldn't complain anymore, he followed the girl's gaze.

[The Tomb of Old Friend Li Heyu], um, a photo was embedded in it very intimately. The person in the photo smiled warmly in the sun, as if it was the "young relative" he just denied.

The whole body of the ghost was tense, highly nervous, and his eyes could not leave Chi Enzhuo for a moment, and he had no intention of caring about the psychological state of the hell messenger at the moment.

Chi Enzhuo looked at the photo on the tombstone for a long time showing his big white teeth, and his doubts were confirmed, but he couldn't feel sad when he looked at the photo.

Is it really confirmed that Li Heyu is dead?She wanted to ask, but in the next second, she remembered that standing in front of her was the hell messenger responsible for receiving the souls of the dead and the legendary omnipotent ghost.

"Sigh." She sighed, "So the company is lying? Didn't they announce that they were just sick and under secret treatment?"

The ghost muttered twice, not knowing what to say, and it seemed a bit immoral to blame it on a company that didn't know anything.

It's just that he used Liu's rights to tell Dahei Li and Yu that they were suddenly ill, and after being sent to the hospital, they found that they needed secret treatment. Now they have been sent abroad, and the company only issued an announcement based on what he said.

Chi Enzhuo stared blankly at the photo on the tombstone, thinking about the chance encounter that night a few years ago, the young man in the photo gently applied medicine to her, and kindly gave her his umbrella. first umbrella.

When she was cursed by her aunt, bullied by her brothers and sisters, and on a rainy and gloomy day, this umbrella gave her the strength to survive.

The young man shining wantonly on the stage, like a lighthouse in the dark night, gave her the courage to resist her aunt's family.

Recalling the short time with the boy in the past, tears flowed down my face unconsciously.

"Eun Tak..."

The phantom's cautious call brought her back to her senses.

"Huh?" She wiped her face, her nasal cavity was thick, "you can do it quickly."

She looked away, as if unwilling to face the fact.

The ghost and the messenger of hell looked at each other, and quickly took action.

The three of them quietly appeared in front of the tombstone without saying anything.

If you really want to pursue it, who will feel better?The people present had a lot of bonds with Li and Yu.

The ghost secretly turned his face away and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. After living for almost 1000 years, he still couldn't learn to accept his friend's departure calmly.

This is the first time for the hell messenger who has no memory to meet someone he knew died. He was caught off guard. He didn't even have a soul, and he couldn't even see him for the last time.

They did not return to South Korea from Quebec until nightfall.

The ghost was in a melancholy mood, it was raining heavily in the North Cave of the city, and there were thunder and lightning outside.

The messenger of hell looked out the window: "It seems that I can't go to work, I'm going back to my room."

His tone was low and his back was lonely.

Not two steps out yet.

"Ding dong—— ding dong—" The doorbell that was rang by the ghost bride after 60 years rang amidst the sound of rain.

The dead ghosts turned their heads to stare at the little ghost bride with red eyes at the same time.

"??" Chi Enzhuo looked back in bewilderment.

"Have you met any new friends?" Hellbringer asked.

The little bride shook her head mistyly.

"Is it Dehua?" The hell messenger asked the ghost.

"Dehua has the key."

"Is it President Liu?"

"He has the key too."

The two guessed all the human beings they knew, and they basically had the key to this villa.

"not??"

At the same time, the two thought of the person who was still worshiping this afternoon.

"Don't panic," the ghost pretended to be calm. "He has no soul. It's been two months. It shouldn't be him."

The messenger of hell showed no expression on his face, panicked in his heart: "The more you talk, the more panicked I become."

"Go and open the door to see if you don't know." There are ghosts and hell messengers living in the house, Chi Enzhuo didn't panic at all, she ran to open the door.

The two dead ghosts stared at her back, ready to hug each other at any time.

Two minutes later, the human bride standing at the door screamed: "Azahi!"

The ghost trembled, and hugged the hell messenger into a ball.

"Come quickly..." Chi Enzhuo turned his head with a happy smile, and when he saw the state of the two, his face was expressionless.

"Is it a ghost?" the ghost asked, with a trace of imperceptible panic in his tone.

"Aren't you ghosts and messengers of hell? Are you afraid of ghosts and gods?" A familiar face came in from the door.

The ghost almost fainted immediately, can the god who has been confirmed dead return to the world?If you ask the Hell Messenger about this, I probably don’t know about it. Such a thing has never happened before.

The same scene also happened in the bulletproof dormitory. Someone rang the doorbell early in the morning.

Zheng Yuxi, who used to get up early, opened the door with his messy hair, and the person who appeared in front of him scared away his remaining sleepiness.

Until he was dragged into the room by the rushing members, he still hadn't recovered from his nerves, looking like he had lost his soul.

Ami, who thought that Li and Yu were hidden by the company, held a sign and sat in front of the company for a sit-in demonstration. Two months ago, they saw with their own eyes the young man who had turned into a spot of light sitting on the sofa, surrounded by members, and the members He raised his head amidst the questioning voice, and smiled at him.

After a night of torrential rain, the dark clouds dispersed, and the newborn sun generously sprinkled the sunlight on the earth. Two hours later, they will go to the stage together.