I don't understand why Guan Zheng was suddenly so polite to these two ghost generals.
He didn't mean to forcefully take me in: "Then follow your rules. When will Qin Rui come back? If it's 10 or 8, we'll wait outside for a while."
"I'm not sure. You two can wait a moment."
Anyway, these two people had a bad attitude. After saying that, they turned their heads to the side and didn't even look at us.
I was very curious about why Guan Zheng had such an attitude, but I couldn't ask directly in front of others, so I could only take out a cigarette from my pocket, light it, hold it in my mouth, and keep smoking.
The faint smell of tobacco permeates this space. I don't know if it's my imagination. I always feel like there are eyes sneaking towards me when I smoke.
But when I looked up in the direction I felt, I found that the two ghost generals were standing there seriously, but there was something wrong with their gazes, as if they were greedy for someone to eat, but were embarrassed to let others find out, and they almost got caught by sneaking a look.
Catching it.
This got me a little excited.
Pretending to be casual and walking forward, I took out the cigarette case from my arms and asked, "Brother Guanzheng, would you like to have one?"
"I haven't smoked this thing for a long time, but it's not impossible to have one."
He took out a cigarette from my cigarette case and put it in his mouth, lit it and took a deep breath: "Yes, the taste is not that strong, it is quite soft. What is this cigarette called?"
"Su Yan, this stuff doesn't have that strong taste. It's very silky in the mouth, but it's not too strong after passing through the lungs. It's like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River. She's gentle and gentle, but she's equally passionate when it comes to lingering."
I said while winking at him: "How about it, is it okay to smoke? If you like to wait until next time to go to the world of the world, I will bring you some back."
Guan Zheng also smiled and said: "Okay, bring a few more. We also have a lot of heavy smokers in the Seventh Hall. Some even died of opium smoking. When the time comes, give them one as employee benefits."
Already."
Then the two of us were smoking one after another. It was obvious that these two ghost generals also knew how to smoke, and it seemed that they hadn't smoked for a long time. They kept smelling the second-hand smoke that the two of us exhaled. I was right there.
Jin was holding back his laughter, and his abdominal muscles were almost stretched out.
Guan Zheng, who has been a ghost general for so many years, can be regarded as a human being. When he saw the virtues of the two ghost generals, he winked at me while chatting: "Is there any more cigarettes? Go and give one to these two guards.
point."
The ghost general standing on the left was still pretending to be polite: "No, no, we don't smoke."
"Hey, there are no outsiders here, why are you being polite to me?"
Guan Zheng grabbed the cigarette case, pulled out two cigarettes and handed them over: "Smoke one, smoke one."
"It's really not necessary, sir. You're welcome."
"You don't want to give face, right? Hurry up before Qin Rui comes back."
Without giving him a chance to refuse, Guan Zheng directly pushed the cigarette into the hands of the two ghost generals.
The two of them accepted it half-heartedly. After being polite for a while, they put the cigarette in their mouths. After a few puffs, they showed expressions of enjoyment: "This taste... I haven't enjoyed it for a long time."
In addition, the ghost general also echoed: "Yes, since the Chinese New Year last year until now, we haven't seen even a cigarette. Thank you Lord Mingshi for making it happen."
Their reaction made me a little puzzled: "Smoke is not a rare thing. It shouldn't be a problem if Hades wants to get some back and share them with you, right?"
"It is indeed not a problem, but this thing is a prohibited item in the underworld, but it is one of the few things that can make us feel euphoric and stimulate our taste. This is really..."
The saying "cannibalism" applies to both humans and ghosts. When they started smoking, the attitude of the two ghost generals immediately began to soften: "Thank you, brother, what, you are also the underworld envoy of the Seventh Palace.
What?
Since you are all colleagues and you are here with Ambassador Guan Zhengming, there is no need for you two to stand outside, just go into the office and sit and wait."
I waved my hand: "No, no, I'll stand outside for a while, don't break your rules."
"Hey, what are the rules? There are no rules in a ghost prison. Who is allowed in and who is not allowed in? Isn't that just a matter of words between us brothers?"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and opened the cell door: "Please, please, Qin Rui won't be back for more than ten minutes. There are seats in his office. You can just find a place to sit."
"Okay, thank you two brothers."
Guan Zheng walked up to the ghost general who opened the door, took his hand and stuffed the remaining half of the box of cigarettes into him.
The ghost general didn't refuse this time, and held it in his arms with a smile: "In the future, if Master Mingshi sends someone to do something, as long as there is an official document signed by you personally, it will be convenient for us two brothers, don't worry.
"
"Okay, I'll bring you something good when you come next time."
While talking and laughing, the two ghost generals sent me and the ghost generals in.
Don't tell me, as soon as I entered the ghost prison, I felt that the Yin Qi had increased by several levels. The coldness penetrated directly into the seams of people's bones. If I didn't have some spiritual energy to protect my body, it wouldn't be a serious illness.
Maybe even Hun'er will be affected by this yin energy and become Alzheimer's disease.
I curled my lips and asked Guan Zheng: "There is so much resentment. How many ghosts have died in this place."
"That's a lot. The Underworld has existed for more than ten thousand years. How many years have there not been a few errant ghosts imprisoned in each Hades Palace? What year hasn't there been dozens of lonely ghosts wandering around in the ghost prisons?"
Guan Zheng said as he led me in. It seemed that we had to pass by the cell on the way to Qin Rui's office. As we strolled in, we saw dark hands in the gaps between the cell doors on both sides.
It was stretching out, trying to grab us both, accompanied by screams one after another, which made people's heads buzz.
Some begged for mercy: "I'm wronged, please let me out!"
Some of them said with a bit of ruthlessness: "If you have the ability, don't let me go out in this life. If you let me find an opportunity, I will make you have trouble in hell!"
There are also those who play the emotional card: "I have worked conscientiously in the underworld for hundreds of years, without any merit but with hard work. Because I secretly let a young person return to the world, am I going to be locked up here for hundreds of years?"
I am not willing to accept it, I am not convinced, I want to see Lord Yan, I want to see Lord Yama!!!”
"Don't pay any attention to them, these ghosts have gone insane from being imprisoned."
Guan Zheng yawned as he walked: "How is your mental endurance?"
"Which one are you referring to?"
"As for bloody scenes such as mutilated limbs and broken arms, are you able to withstand these things?"
I didn’t understand what Guan Zheng meant when he asked, so I just nodded: “It’s okay. When I was bored, my sister and I always went to see tens of thousands of people beheading each other at the end of the dynasty. I saw a lot of broken limbs and arms.
No problem."
Guan Zheng just said "hmm" and said nothing more.
But soon I understood what he meant by asking this.