The protagonists in the book all resent me for breaking

Jiang Xian died, staying up late and dying suddenly.

At the last second before his death, he was marking the end of his seventh BE novel.

Looking at the bull-headed horse face in front of him who was holding shackles and trying to lock his soul back to the underworld, he looked back at himself lying motionless in front of the computer desk.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the fluorescent light from the computer screen in the pitch black hit his lifeless side face, coupled with his wide-open eyes, he looked eerie.

"Tsk tsk, it's too miserable to die!" Jiang Xian couldn't help sighing.

Jiang Xian had no relatives or friends, and even if he died, no one would feel sorry for him, so regarding his sudden death, there was no disturbance in his heart.

It's just that I don't know how long it will take for such a self to be discovered after his death?It's midsummer now, wouldn't you have to wait until you're rotten and smelly to be discovered by your neighbors?

Thinking of his rotting body, surrounded by flies, and becoming a breeding ground for maggots, Jiang Xian couldn't help feeling sick. He shivered, and suddenly wanted to cry again, not because of his death, but because of himself. A fairly good-looking skin.

"It's time, let's go." Ma Mian put the shackles on Jiang Xian's hands and said in a low voice.

Niutou hit the steel fork in his hand hard on the floor, and with a "boom", a crack appeared in the darkness immediately, as if there were lights flickering in the crack, Jiang Xian was pulled by a force before he could check it carefully The arm fell into the crack.

After a while of dizziness, Jiang Xian found that he was already standing in a large hall, the bull's head and horse's face disappeared, and the shackles on his hands were also gone.

On both sides of the main hall, there is a row of bright red pillars that look like blood. Jiang Xian looked up along the pillars, and saw that the pillars gradually disappeared into the darkness of nothingness, and there was no end in sight.

The blue will-o'-the-wisps hovered low around the pillars. Although they were not bright, they could roughly illuminate the scene inside the hall—in fact, there was nothing to see. Except for the pillars, the will-o'-the-wisps, and himself, the entire hall was so empty that there was not even a ghost. He felt extraordinarily desolate and faintly uneasy.

"Is anyone there?" Jiang Xian stretched his neck cautiously like a turtle, called out in a low voice, and suddenly realized that this title seemed wrong, so he changed his mouth and said, "Is there a ghost?"

As soon as the words fell, the will-o'-the-wisp that was fluttering and drifting suddenly exploded with a "boom", frightening Jiang Xian who thought he had stepped on some deadly trap.

But it was just that moment, and the next second Jiang Xian realized that he was dead at this moment, so what was there to be afraid of?

In an instant, the ghostly hall was illuminated like daylight.

"Little ghost Jiang Xian..." Jiang Xian had just calmed down when he heard a slow, sexy voice calling his name.

Jiang Xian had never heard such a beautiful voice before, and it hit his heart right away. He immediately looked forward following the voice as excitedly as a cat smelling fish, and saw that there was an extra crowd in front of the previously empty hall. There are stone steps, and at the end of the stone steps is a high desk, which is full of books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Sitting behind the desk, engraved with flames encircling the skull pattern, the whole body is pitch black and the material is invisible but the domineering side is leaking. A man wearing a black hooded robe and a majestic posture is sitting upright.

The man was wearing a white ghost face with knotted muscles and two red horns standing on top, like two blood-stained short knives, reflecting the cold light.

His jet-black hair hung from both sides of the hood, glowing with a special luster under the blue will-o'-the-wisp.

Bull Head Horse Face and Black and White Wuchang stood beside him.

That ghost face was very scary, but for some reason, Jiang Xian felt a little familiar, so he couldn't help staring and staring.

"Bold! You don't kneel down when you see His Highness the King of Hades!" A thin voice dragged Jiang Xian back to reality. Jiang Xian was startled, and when he turned his head, he saw Bai Wuchang sticking out his long red tongue and pointing at himself while holding an orchid.

[God!Bai Wuchang, the ghost of the underworld, is actually a sissy! 】

Jiang Xian, who seemed to have discovered the New World, instantly felt that his brain was completely occupied by this bullet screen. If the living people knew about it, it would definitely be no less than any explosive news. Black and white impermanence, whose prestige has been greatly reduced, might face unemployment La!

Thinking of being kicked out of Hades pitifully in black and white, rushing around to deliver resumes to find a job, bumping into walls and then hugging each other and crying, Jiang Xian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This time Bai Wuchang was so angry that he was shaking, he twisted his waist, turned to Heiwuchang and shouted: "Little Heihei, he laughed at her for being a sissy! He also laughed that we will be fired by Lord Hades!"

"Xiao Heihei... Poof..." Hearing this, Jiang Xian laughed even louder.

Bai Wuchang stomped his feet angrily, and pointed at Jiang Xian with the orchid: "Look, the complaints in his head almost drowned his body!"

Damn it!I think they can see everything?Jiang Xian was shocked by Bai Wuchang's words, and his smile immediately froze on his face as if frozen.

As if confirming his guess, Bai Wuchang rolled his eyes at him, and just about to say something, he was interrupted by the sitting Hades raising a hand, so he only hummed softly.

"Little ghost Jiang Xian..." The slow and sexy voice sounded again: "25 years old, single, died suddenly because of staying up late writing novels..."

What Yan Wang said behind, Jiang Xian didn't hear clearly. He was already attracted by Yama's voice, and began to imagine what kind of face Yan Wang looked like behind that terrifying mask. Just by intuition, he felt that he and the TV The vicious King Hades is very different, and the one who deserves such a nice voice must also have a handsome and extraordinary face.

"...I'm full of resentment, I can't be reincarnated!" The serious sentence at the end was like a fishing line, pulling back Jiang Xian's thoughts flying all over the sky.

Then he heard Bai Wuchang whisper: "Even Lord Yama dares to lust..."

But the focus now is obviously not whether they can see what they are thinking!

Jiang Xian thought that although he didn't do anything good in his previous life, he didn't offend anyone. He stayed at home writing novels and playing games every day in his life, and he didn't have many friends. How could he be full of resentment?

Hearing his inner voice, Yan Wang said, "In your last life, you wrote seven novels, all of which were scumbags who were abused and attacked by BE. The resentment in you comes from the protagonist in the book."

Jiang Xian was stunned: "Are you kidding me? The people in the book are all virtual. How can there be any emotion or resentment from the virtual characters?"

Hades refused to comment, but continued on his own: "If you want to reincarnate, you have to enter your own novel and give the protagonists a HE ending, otherwise you can only stay in hell forever and suffer punishment."

As soon as the words fell, a small door suddenly appeared out of nowhere beside the desk, and Niutou stepped forward and opened the door, and the mournful wailing was like a hurricane blowing towards the face, deafening.

Jiang Xian didn't know what was going on behind the door, but just based on this earth-shattering scream, any fool should know that nothing good would happen.

Jiang Xian, who knows the current affairs as a hero, nodded immediately: "Put through books to relieve grievances!"

Yan Wang nodded in satisfaction, and waved to the side. Suddenly, a little ghost with a big head and a small body, with long fangs on his face, hunched back, skinny, and bluish skin walked towards Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian felt that he was like the evil goblin in the game, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

Yan Wang said again: "This is Qingmian, the assistant official of the underworld, and he will monitor your progress in the book."

As soon as Jiang Xian heard this, he immediately said with a bitter face: "This green-faced man is too ugly..."

Qingmian glared at him.

Jiang Xian immediately changed his words: "...he has too much personality. I can't understand his beauty because of his personality. I'm afraid! Can you change to a normal one?"

Qing Mian continued to stare at him, only then did Jiang Xian realize that his eyes seemed to be so big that he looked like he was staring at anyone.

As soon as he turned around, the originally skinny Qingmian's body immediately swelled up like a blown balloon, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a plump Qingmian.

Jiang Xian: "..." Not everything becomes cute when it becomes fleshy, hey!Your Excellency has a blue face, fangs, and a fierce look, even if you are ten circles fatter, you are still very scary, hey!

Qingmian clicked his tongue in distaste, muttering how hard it is to serve him, and took out a book from behind and handed it to Jiang Xian. Jiang Xian took the book tremblingly, and found that it was actually a picture book with a few large letters in gold "The Illustrated Book of Hell's Cute Animals".

Jiang Xian curiously opened the illustrated book, and after just one glance, he wished to throw the illustrated book as far away as possible. There were pictures of animals in hell in the album, all of which were in strange shapes, like many miscellaneous animals put together, what kind of donkey head? Turtle body with ivory, bird head with deer body and snake tail, as curious as you want, do you hell have any misunderstandings about cute things? Hey!

But Qingmian said: "Choose, I will become whoever you like."

"I don't like any of them." Jiang Xian said in his heart, but because of Qingmian's murderous face, he still picked an animal with a hairy Shiba Inu head but a human skeleton body.

Qingmian turned around again, and it seemed that he had changed into the picture album. Although it was still weird, the Shiba Inu's naturally cute and furry head still added a lot of color to him, and even made Jiang Xian want to masturbate impulse.

"Qingmian, I'll leave it to you." Yan Wang said.

Qing Mian bowed respectfully to the King of Yama: "Lord Yama, please rest assured, Qing Mian will definitely fulfill his mission."

Immediately afterwards, Hades, Black and White Impermanence, Bull Head and Horse Face, together with the long stone steps, the desk and the domineering Taishi chair, gradually became transparent like an illusion until they disappeared.

Jiang Xian was dumbfounded, coming and going without a trace, really worthy of being a group of ghosts!

The author has something to say: The following is a small theater

Jiang Xian: I died TAT.

Qingmian: Yes.

Jiang Xian: But I can't bear to part with my bookshelves full of Danbi fanbooks, peripherals and XXOO novels... QAQ

Qingmian: ... Die ten more times, you nerd, rotten gay who doesn't seek to make progress or pursue!