Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

Wen Nuo's pleasant voice dispelled most of the nervousness of the elderly.

The king of the underworld seemed...not as terrible as they thought.

Although they have too many doubts in their hearts.

But no one dared to show it.

These old people are all well-rounded personalities, and they heard what Zuo Chen said.

He began to find his position on the table and chairs in front of him.

Xu Zejun also followed the crowd, and soon saw his name.

It turned out to be at the forefront!

There were only four people in his row.

Two of them were about the same age as him, and one was pale, looking like only a young man who was twenty years old.

The post-life is different from the old man, heavier, with curiosity on his face, looking at the world around him.

"With three sticks of incense as the limit, three incense sticks have passed, all of them stop writing."

With a move from Zuo Chen's hand, an incense condensed by mana was ignited at the forefront.

"let's start."

Following his order, Xu Zejun also hurriedly gathered his mind.

Pick up the brush and look at the paper in front of you.

There are no less than a dozen questions densely packed above.

The top line is surprisingly only eight characters.

[One person, two people, intentionally or unintentionally. 】

One person and two people...intentionally or unintentionally?

Xu Zejun only glanced at the whole person and was stunned...

There was a storm in my mind.

I was completely stunned, and even the hand holding the pen was trembling.

He looked quietly.

It's not just him.

Other people are also staring at this topic in a daze.

His eyes were wide open, his face was full of incredible expression.

Looking at the questions on the exam paper without blinking.

It seemed to see something that subverted the world view.

Some old people even exclaimed directly, even the brush in their hands could not be held firmly.

All this is because of the words on the first topic! !

They are all people half buried in the soil.

What kind of ups and downs in the world have they never experienced?

And all kinds of folk stories, supernatural events. The ghosts and gods said.

Naturally, this group of old people also knows something.

These eight characters...

Isn't it the test question that appeared in that story? ?

[One person, two people, intentionally or unintentionally! 】

The answer from the scholar in the story is:

【The intention is good, although good is not good, unintentional is evil, although evil is not punished. 】

And the scene in the story is not that the scholar enters a dream, but he is led to a hall by a ghost.

That's it...that's it.

At this time, no one can understand.

This king...

It's in the test of Chenghuang!

And they... are the scholars in that story!

Originally thought that this world was sufficiently bizarre.

But after really experiencing it, it still makes them feel more unreal than dreams.

Obviously it was just something in the story, and it happened before their eyes now.

In other words...

Among them! There will be Chenghuang!

Lord Chenghuang!

Yin Division Zhengshen.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the king sitting on the main seat.

Including several people in the first row.

The eyes became excited.

Especially Xu Zejun...

He thinks more.

If you can really become a city god... isn't it... you can really live in this world where ghosts are rampant.

For thousands of people... more things...

Isn't it... it can really change the situation of this world!

At least...Let the whole Anyang like Lucheng no longer be invaded by ghosts.

However, everything will be discussed after the exam is over.

Thinking of this, Xu Zejun didn't hesitate, and started to answer.

As everyone knows, as early as when Zuo Chen started talking.

The test has already come.

The old people who exclaimed have been directly removed by him.

This kind of unstable temperament is not his important task.

Fortunately, he was quite satisfied with the few people in the front row.

After being slightly surprised, he quickly started writing.

However, what surprised Zuo Chen most was not Xu Zejun and the others, but the young man.

His palms were spread out.

An invisible book appeared before his eyes, and only he could see the content.

With the rain.

Twenty-nine years old.

Shouyuan twenty-nine.

Graduated from a higher education institution in Kyoto, he is currently the dean of the orphanage in Xucheng East District, Yue Province.

No father or mother, gentle temperament, easy-going to others.

In the Xucheng Jiaolong incident, he risked his death to dig up the blocked waterway in the eastern district, saving the lives of tens of thousands of people in the eastern part of Xucheng.

He paralyzed himself in bed and died soon.

A very plain life, there is no magnificent waves.

But it is precisely because he is an ordinary person that he is even greater when he sacrifices himself as a common man.

"No wonder it is possible to have such merits, and to save thousands of lives with one's own power, but it is also a life."

Zuo Chen nodded slightly. If there hadn't been a flood of dragons covering water, the merits of this rain would be ordinary.

After all, he still has a long way to go, and he can't compare with these old people who have been doing good and accumulating virtue for a lifetime.

But after adding this, it made him jump to the top.

Afterwards, Zuo Chen checked the lives of several others.

Without exception, they all save countless people.

Time passed silently.

The incense burned out and was ignited by Zuo Chen.

Finally, after the third incense extinguished.

Zuo Chen spoke gently.

"Write down."

As the voice spread.

Everyone held the pen in their hands, and they all placed the pen on the inkstone involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards.

All the test papers were flying, stacked in a pile in the air, and fell in front of Zuo Chen.

The tables, chairs and benches in front of them all disappeared.

Whatever you say...

These old people are also used to it, suppressing the surprise in their hearts,

Arranged in a neat row, salute the king at the front again.

"The hour has come."

Zuo Chen's faint opening:

"Everyone, go back."

"Day and night wandering gods, black and white impermanence, send them back to Yang Shi."

"It's the landlord."

The four ghosts and gods stepped out of the team and bowed their hands to Zuo Chen.

Then he turned to the old people and said:

"Everyone, please follow me."

Soon, many souls were led, once again before the ghost gate.

There are already Yin soldiers waiting here with a white horse.

Bai Wuchang watched everyone get on the horse before he said:

"You guys, remember that things here must not be disclosed, and the underworld will severely punish offenders."

"When the time comes, the landlord is angry, and you also know the consequences."

"Your answer will be reviewed by the Dijun himself, and after three days, he will have his own answer."

Speaking of this, Xie Bi'an smiled again:

"I know what you want to ask. To tell you the truth, I don't know how many people will be admitted to the City God."

"Maybe all of them failed the rankings, or three or four, four or five, but you don't need to care too much."

"When people are doing it, not only is the sky watching, but I will also remember it in the dark and hell."

"With your merits, even if you can't be a city god, when your life is exhausted, there will be arrangements when you enter the underworld."

At the end of the word, these old people on horsebacks all bowed their hands to Xie Bian.

"Thank you, Mr. Impermanence."

[Author's digression]: Three shifts are here, asking for a silver ticket duck~