After dressing up as a real young master, build a demon city in Interstellar

Today is the internal job fair of Fengdu Ghost Market. As soon as the ghost market is closed during the day, the shopkeepers and various departments who are interested in recruiting will move their tables and set up in the large square that has been built in front of the ghost market.

Tang Bin walked into Fengdu step by step with the ghost in front. He stayed in the dark space for a long time before he woke up. Request to register identity.

Tang Bin was suspicious, and didn't dare to report his real name. The person didn't say much, and after entering the information on the optical brain, he went to the next person.

When he turned to leave, Tang Bin saw a bloodstain on his neckline and pulled it boldly, it turned out to be a wound stitched up with needles and thread.

Judging by the extent of the wound, the whole head may have fallen off.

The decapitated ghost turned his head and eyes with a fierce look, and almost broke the thread around his neck.

"what are you doing?"

From then on, Tang Bin honestly squatted in the space to browse the optical brain, and eavesdropped on the conversations between the beheaded ghost and his companions that were recorded every day, and only then did he know that the empire had an extra building full of ancient Chinese buildings. Fengdu.

Tang Bin suddenly remembered the dilapidated picture books he dug out from the imperial utility room when he was a child. There were a bunch of strange pictures on it, and he still remembered some legends that could be fooled at first sight.

He remembered that Fengdu was mentioned in the book.

Isn't Feng just the legendary underworld, the land of ten thousand ghosts?

There really are ghosts in this world!

Tang Bin, who was once keen on the mysterious power of the East, was instantly agitated and thoughtlessly called Fengdu. Anyway, he is a dead person, and there is nothing wrong with standing on the side of the dead.

Life in the dark space is very boring. Apart from chatting with the ghosts next door, Tang Bin spends his time searching for news about Fengdu. He saw that beautiful little mermaid being bullied. The younger generation scolded bloody.

Laughing to death, they don't admit that their offspring are all fools who don't know right from wrong.

As time went on, more and more ghosts woke up in the dark space, and they became more and more dishonest. They fought from time to time, and became even more confused when someone discovered that devouring others would make them stronger.

Tang Bin dragged a few dazed old buddies to hide in a corner to avoid the fight.It didn't take long for two long-tongued ghosts, one black and one white, to appear dragging chains, and tortured the troublemaker away.

Since then, the troublemaker has never returned, so everyone is honest.

They just stayed in the dark all the time, just like those who do evil in the picture books will be judged and fall into hell and never be reborn forever.

Tang Bin also recalled little by little how many evil things he had done. He used strong means to ban the family and killed thousands of aliens on the battlefield.

Before he could finish listing his life confession, the guillotine came in to announce the good news.

They will live in Fengdu as the first batch of native ghosts of the empire.

Upon hearing this, Tang Bin immediately threw away the confession, what else could he write here if it wasn't hell.

So a group of them, escorted by little paper figurines, stood on the main square of Fengdu, and in front of the main square stood a large suspended electronic sign.

There are seven large characters written in white characters on a black background.

Fengdu internal job fair.

But it is not this that ghosts care about most, but the surrounding buildings and environment.

The current Fengdu is different from the days when it first opened. In addition to the commercial street I saw earlier, the outline of the main hall directly in front of the main square can also be vaguely seen. It is neither far nor near, hidden in the fog, majestic yet mysterious.

The old buddies standing with him were all former crazy researchers in various industries, and they almost left the team and rushed out when they got excited.Fortunately, Tang Bin was always strong enough to pull one with one hand and hook the other with his foot, which prevented the old man from being punched out of his wits by the cute little paper man.

"Everyone must first register at the front, and then officially enter the job fair."

The decapitated ghost shouted the precautions to the local ghost, "Attention, the boss will also be there, no trouble is allowed."

The mysterious boss with the white mask?Tang Bin was moved, he really wanted to meet this boss.

Tang Bin stood in the middle of the long line, and when the ghosts passed by, he could clearly see the ghosts sitting behind the registration desk.

It is a middle-aged old ghost, wearing a big red robe and a black hat with a strange shape, a bit like the God of Wealth in a picture book.

The ghost had a serious expression on it, and Tang Bin stood in front of the table.

The old ghost is holding an ancient Chinese brush, writing and drawing on a book.

"Name."

Tang Bin was very curious about this roster, so he looked at it quietly, and saw that many names were followed by a small string of words. He couldn't understand what was specifically written, but there was one word that Tang Bin knew very well.

Graduate.

Tang Bin suddenly had a bold idea, this should be the legendary book of life and death.

The person holding the book of life and death is the judge.

Although Tang Bin vaguely guessed his situation when he saw Black and White Impermanence not long ago, he still couldn't help being excited when he really got here.

"Name."

Chachasi didn't wait for the answer to raise his head in dissatisfaction, when he saw a ghost on the opposite side excitedly pointing at the roster in front of him, "Is this the book of life and death?"

The Chacha Division did not answer, pointing to his collar and said: "It is not symmetrical, please tidy it up."

Tang Bin couldn't figure it out, do ghosts in Fengdu have to dress upright like an army?

He had just adjusted his collar when he heard Cha Chasi point to his sleeve again.

"There's a button missing from the cuff."

Tang Bin tore off the intact button with his hands.

"The hair is crooked."

"???" This is too much.

"Sir, I can't help if my hair doesn't grow according to my idea."

Chachasi's complexion darkened, and his dark air burst out, even the background became darker.

Tang Bin backed away abruptly, and the other ghosts quickly adjusted their appearance, for fear of becoming the next Tang Bin.

Chachasi raised his wrist, pointed the tip of the brush in the air, and said sadly: "It will be symmetrical if they are all shaved."

"?" If the shape of the head was not symmetrical that day, wouldn't it be necessary to cut the bones?

However, Chachasi did not shave his head with a pen as he imagined, but just closed his eyes and sat back.

"Name."

"Tang Wenwu."

Cha Cha Si suddenly opened his eyes to look at him, his eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes, staring at Tang Bin's back numbly.

He looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes and lowered his head.Tang Bin heaved a sigh of relief. He thought his pseudonym would be discovered, but it seems that the judge is not as powerful as it is recorded in the picture book.

Pretty boring.

Tang Bin curled his lips, and took the identity form handed over by the Chacha Division.

"next."

Tang Bin entered the job fair with his watch happily. He had already seen it from the outside. There were several beautiful brothers and sisters inside.

Before he could take a few steps, someone behind him yelled, "Take him down!"

Tang Bin was startled, and saw that one of the old men who was following behind him was pinned to the ground by a small paper man with a smirk.

"What are you doing?" Another old man went up to pull the paper figurine, but was frightened away by the paper figurine's smirk.

Tang Bin stared carefully at the old man who was pinned down on the ground, and it seemed that something was wrong.

White hair, yellowing white coat.

No, these old researchers in the empire devoted their whole lives to wearing white research uniforms until their death. When did they become pale yellow?

Tang Bin hurriedly pulled another old researcher, and found that his white coat was still brand new.

When did it change color?They stayed together all the time, and they changed without knowing it.

"You must have admitted it wrong! We were together, and he didn't do anything."

The old man wanted to defend himself, but Tang Bin dragged him back by the arm, "Look carefully."

The old researcher wiped his glasses, only to realize something was wrong, "What's going on here? Where did Lao Hu go?"

"Bold Father Huang!" Cha Chasi stood up, and a strong yin energy enveloped the entire recruitment venue.

When the researcher saw that he was recognized, he suddenly laughed out loud, and the arm of the paper figurine that was holding him shattered, and Father Huang took the opportunity to escape.

Chachasi quickly drew a few ink marks in the air with the brush, piercing Father Huang's body in an instant.

At this time, all the little paper figurines in the recruitment venue put on sly smiles at the same time, and flew over overwhelmingly, covering up the mahjong father Huang's ghost completely.

The ghosts couldn't see what the little paper man did, they could only hear the uninterrupted shrill laughter of the baby resounding through the sky.

Impacting the eardrums from any direction, Tang Bin covered his ears to try to resist the mental pollution, and suddenly saw the content on his identity card.

Tang Bin, the emperor of the empire, died in a surprise attack by a foreign leader.

When did you see it?

Tang Bin looked at Chacha Si with a complicated expression. It turned out that he was not full from the beginning.

Fengdu, what kind of place is it?

The Chacha Division scanned every ghost in line, "Warning everyone again, don't try to challenge Fengdu."

The originally noisy job fair was dead silent.

Chachasi restrained his yin energy, sat down, and continued to shout: "Next."

The kid who was called out quickly stepped forward and answered the question tremblingly.

Tang Bin squeezed his identity card, shrugged his shoulders and smiled wryly, guessing that even if the entire empire's combat power is dispatched, it may not be able to move half a hair on this planet.

This is announcing to these newborn ghosts, announcing the coming of a new era.

"It seems to be going well."

A voice suddenly broke the dead silence, followed by the sound of the levitating wheelchair moving forward.

Tang Bin looked around, and saw a man in a wheelchair surrounded by countless little paper figurines.

He looked at the wheelchair, dazed for a moment, his first reaction was surprise, and then he was vigilant and nervous.

The inspector who had just sat down stood up again, "Boss."

Hearing the judge's words, Tang Bin didn't dare to relax even more. The Chacha Division could see through his disguise at a glance. How powerful is this boss?

Feng Jiu didn't seem to see him, he was stroking the little paper figurines begging to be petted one by one with a kind face.

"You are all good, it's great. You can go to Painted Skin Ghost or Human Skin Ghost to get a favorite color and draw a beautiful pattern."

"As for this ghost, pull it to reform."

As soon as he promised, the little paper people took out little pink paper flowers and sprinkled them beside the wheelchair.

Seeing him, Tang Bin felt that Fengdu's beautiful little brothers and sisters were not attractive anymore.But it's hard to believe that such a sick beauty is the big boss of Fengdu, he still prefers weak and crying little beauties, such as that cute little mermaid or the boy selling sugar water.

He still hurried to apply for the job, and all the places in the province were snatched up.

When a person dies, it has nothing to do with the world. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and the fate of the empire is in the hands of the next generation, who can do nothing.

With his back behind his back, Tang Bin led a group of old buddies to the job fair boldly. If you are not a person in the world, don't care about the affairs of the world. Now that you have entered the underworld, you should do a good job.

Before Tang Bin stepped out, he saw Feng Jiu walking behind several people at some point.

"Looking at your clothes, you should have been high-end talents."

Several researchers were somewhat afraid of the boss, "It's not really, I can only say that they are doing some small research."

"The professors are modest. I have a few jobs here. I don't know if the professors are willing to come and have a look."