Chapter 118 Chunshenjun

Author: Wu Zhuan

There was a blazing fire inside and heavy rain outside, as if there was a barrier that separated the inside and the outside into two worlds.

Most of the time has passed, and Shi Ying heard the sound of fire trucks outside and the excited shouts of workers: "There is still someone inside! Lao Liu! Lao Liu hasn't come out yet!"

"Wanwan! Who of you saw my Wanwan? Wanwan!"...

Shi Ying took out his cell phone silently: "@Xiaoqi@Wujiu mission is completed, come in."

Her current location is in the middle of the factory, with the beating flames around her, but she can't hurt her at all. Eight people came in from eight directions. Xiaoqi looked around and gave Shi Ying a thumbs up and said, "Miss Ying's proficiency has improved significantly today, and her target positioning is also very accurate, and there is no overflow."

Shi Ying nodded without saying anything. She stepped back and signaled the two Impermanent souls to stand beside her in a daze.

Life is really fragile. At the beginning, it was just a little bit of fire. Anyone who found it could extinguish it with a fire extinguisher or a bucket of water, but no one discovered it, causing a big fire.

People close to the exit are convenient to escape, and most of them escaped and survived, but in the inner and central locations, no one who happened to find the fire was knocked down by the poisonous gas shortly after they reacted.

During this period, some people escaped by themselves, some helped each other, some successfully went out, and some fell on the road. Shi Ying watched a life and death drama in silence, feeling both unbearable and emotional.

I couldn't bear the fresh life passing by before me, and I couldn't bear to be unable to save people, but I had to watch them die. Even if the conditions were not enough, she had to add some wind to help the fire. Fortunately, she did not increase their death with her own hands.

I feel that life is impermanent. They just had a normal night shift and were surrounded by the fate determined by the book of life and death. They had to die, had to die at this point in time, and had to die in a fire.

When Shi Ying's soul was wandering outside the sky, Xiao Qi and Wujiu had already collected 83 soul bodies. Wujiu tagged the land and the city god in the group. The series of vibrations of the mobile phone woke Shi Ying up. Only then did she realize that Wuchang had finished work and was about to rush to the City God Temple.

I used to shrink the ground into an inch, and after walking only a few steps, I arrived at the City God Temple. It seems that the City God Temple in Qingyuan City is not too far from the development zone.

The city god in Qingyuan City is named Huang Xie. He is an old man with a white beard and a kind smile. When he saw several people coming in, he touched his beard with a smile.

"Mr. Chunshen, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing recently?" Wujiu said hello first.

"Okay, okay. Wujiu, you and Bi'an are quite busy recently?" Huang Xie smiled and signaled everyone to sit down.

"Fortunately, you also saw that we are running all over the country, not very busy." Wujiu and Xiaoqi were not polite, and sat down slowly, Shi Ying sat behind him.

"Did you see Boy Yang Bing yesterday? I haven't seen him for a long time. Is he still as rash as before? I remember that he signed the person who should be tried to be tried in the outer city on the first day, and the superiors also fined him three years of salary." Huang Xie took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

Xiao Qi laughed when he heard this: "Yang Chenghuang has this dark history. He is now a serious city god. He has been a city god for hundreds of years. How can he be as unskilled as he was at the beginning? You are the backbone of the city god, and the Yin and Yang realms are maintained by you."

Chunshen Jun Huang Xie was very happy when he heard this, and laughed a few times to bring the topic back to the topic: "Who are you today's 83 soul bodies? Take it over, don't just go back to reminiscing about the past and forgetting about the important things. We are the maintainers of the Yin and Yang realms."

Wuji respectfully handed the wooden box to the table and opened it, and began to sign and stamp the process just like last time.

There was also the last special soul body, Wujiu took out a yellow bracelet. When Chunshenjun saw the color of the bracelet, he stopped in his hand and said, "This is the good man Lianxi."

Wujiu nodded: "Please ask Chunshen to open a road for him." As he said that, he released his soul body. He was a middle-aged woman who looked nearly forty years old, with a well-proportioned body and a peaceful face.

Chunshenjun changed a brush from the pen holder on the desktop. The texture looked much more advanced than the signature pen I used just now. The pen was not dipped ink, and he pointed Lian Xi at the end and landed directly on the road. He wrote down Lian Xi's name and then stamped the City God seal.

After handing Lu Yin to Lian Xi, Huang Xie nodded to everyone and said with a smile: "You guys go quickly, I'll do the next step. I haven't said much in the group yet. I'll watch Xiaoqi speak every day."

Xiaoqi smiled and replied: "Okay, please send me, remember to like me in my circle of friends when I look back."

Chunshenjun smiled and agreed and waved his hand to signal them to leave quickly.

Xiaoqi and Wujiu's two team members led Lian Xi, one left and one right, and walked in the front of the team. Shi Ying followed Xiaoqi and Wujiu and asked curiously: "Is Chunshen Jun older than Yang Chenghuang?"

Wujiu nodded and said, "You can tell from Chunshen Jun that he was from the Warring States Period. He was once the prime minister of Chu and one of the four princes of the Warring States Period. Yangchenghuang's full name is Li Yangbing. He is from the Tang Dynasty and is also Li Bai's uncle. He is a calligrapher. He is known for his small seal script."

"Xiao Qier and I were born in the Southern Dynasties, so when we met Chunshen, we needed a respectful title. Yangchenghuang was not much different from our age, so we could just call it at will."

Shi Ying nodded in a clear understanding. Since ancient times, Chinese people have paid great attention to the title of respectful title and humbly calling peers. When they are old and have high positions, they generally use respectful titles. The division between peers can also be divided into highs and lows, but some of them are more troublesome to look at. Just like Xiao Qi called her name, and the girl Ying can be said to be the title of elders to juniors, or the title of peers.

Especially among these ghost messengers, the age at the time of death will be fixed after death, but the migration changes of the age will cause such an embarrassing scene: Xiaoqi looks only in his twenties, but in fact he is older than Yang Chenghuang who is in his forties at the time of death.

In order to avoid such a situation, people generally judge the seniority by their official positions. The higher ones respect the title, and the lower ones call their names directly. Unless they are high-ranking celebrities like Chunshenjun, they will be unified with the title, so there is no need to worry too much.

Shi Ying walked around for a while and suddenly thought of a question: Was he too rude before? He should be called the honorific title of the two masters of Wuchang, not the name.

Wujiu seemed to hear her heart and said with a smile: "It's okay, you and I are both in their twenties and are colleagues, so just talk about friendship among peers. In the new era, you don't need to follow these old rules."

Whether he was comforting or really thinking so, Shi Ying breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and then complained about her broken umbrella in her heart. She only sent herself into the copy and did not tell her the relationship between the characters, which made her embarrassed. She reasonably suspected that the umbrella was revenge for checking it on the plane.

The advancement stopped. The surroundings were no longer urban and rural environments, but a narrow road with no light around, several times darker than the early morning sky.
Chapter completed!