The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

"What about the unconventional ones?"

Meng Po's breathing stagnated. Where did this Monkey King get this little kid? Isn't he polite at all?

But Meng Po still answered because of the golden light of merit that was about to overflow from Ling Xiaoyue's body.

"Admitted as a ghost messenger in the underworld."

Ling Xiaoyue: “....................”

Cheng Jia and others who came over to listen to the gossip: "...................."

"The end of life is also the civil service exam!!!" Su Yu, Da Huang and Xiao Wang exclaimed.

Da Huang turned to Xiao Wang, who was folded in Ling Xiaoyue's arms, and said proudly, "You can't be wrong to listen to me, right? I told you to join our big family. Look, even the underworld has this system."

Xiao Wang nodded seriously, "Da Huang, you are really amazing!"

Everyone ignored the two mythical beasts that were acting cute and funny. Surprisingly, Meng Po only glanced at the still glowing big phoenix a few more times, but said nothing and continued to look at the team in front that had been controlled by the Bull-Head and Horse-Face.

At this time, the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons came over, one scratching the back of his head, the other picking his cheek, while they were talking.

"I, Old Cow/Old Horse, have been in the underworld for so many years, and I've never seen a soul jump into the Forgotten River and then survive a thousand years of cleansing."

Ling Xiaoyue and the others forced themselves to look serious and nodded thoughtfully, "It's really not that easy to pass the civil service exam, whether in life or in the underworld."

Don’t they know? Almost all of them studied hard, passed the entrance exam, and then got into the school without knowing why.

Or maybe they have outstanding achievements in a certain field, and then one day they suddenly receive an official interview, and thus become a regular staff member and join the team as the team's business manager.

Even Chen Xi, Chen Hua and several members of the Pojun team had extremely outstanding personal abilities in certain aspects. They were then selected by the army and then by Major General Cheng Jiacheng, and finally had special organization and joined this special team.

Just as everyone was gossiping, the soul of the man who had been crying non-stop took advantage of the Bull-Head and Horse-Face's unpreparedness, broke free from the clutches of the strange officer, and ran wildly towards the Forgetful River, jumping without any hesitation.

"Pfft!"

Ling Xiaoyue and her friends were very surprised, "Hey, this soul actually made a sound after falling into the water?"

The next second, after realizing what had happened, the group was horrified and ran towards the Forgetful River again.

The water of the Forgetful River still flowed quietly on the Yellow Springs Road as before, without any ripples at all because of the addition of a ghost that had just jumped in.

There were only ripples in the area closest to the shore.

Su Yu muttered quietly: "I didn't expect that I would choose the most difficult path."

"Don't you even try this?"

Ling Xiaoyue looked at the water of Wangchuan River, and felt something in her heart: "Look! There's a TV series fast-forwarding on the river!!!"

Sun Wukong: “....................”

Meng Po and the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Ghosts who came over said: "......................"

Ling Xiaoyue's friends immediately leaned over to look. Curiously, Su Yu propped the Great Phoenix higher. The river water shimmered slightly, and images of his past life emerged.

It turned out to be scenes of the happy life that the soul and his wife once lived.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere became quiet. Until... "click", "click" sounds were heard.

Sun Wukong: “....................”

"Give me a handful of melon seeds." Sun Wukong reached out to Su Yu for some with an expressionless face.

Su Yu readily took out a bag of sunflower seeds. "Brother Monkey! Do you want salt and pepper or spiced? I also have cream, white, and plum flavored sunflower seeds!"

Sun Wukong: “....................”

Suddenly I felt that all the thousand or eight hundred years I had lived had been in vain.

Meng Po and other strange officials stared with their eyes wide open. How could this be possible?

It's still possible!!!

Then wouldn’t it seem stupid of us to just watch it when we were bored before?

After Su Yu distributed the melon seeds to Sun Wukong, he saw that the Ox-Headed Demon, Horse-Faced Demon and Meng Po were all looking at him, so he took out his own snacks very naturally.

"Mrs. Meng, Brother Niu, Brother Ma, and all the officers. Everyone... would you like some???"

The entire underworld staff was stunned for a moment, then in unison, they reached out to grab their favorite snacks. They ate them while watching the TV series unfolding in the Forgotten River.

However, the soul of the man who jumped into the Forgotten River has already begun to suffer endless pain.

The soul struggled and rolled in the Forgetful River, unable to escape no matter what. On the surface of the river, everything about the man's life continued to flash by quickly, frame by frame, especially his wife, who appeared most frequently when he mentioned that he wanted to see her again.

Just as everyone was staring intently at the life scenes of the soul in the Forgetful River, the scene on the river suddenly changed, and it was no longer a warm scene of a couple's life.

I saw the man standing in a dark environment with a determined look on his face, and in front of him was an evil cultivator who exuded the aura of "I am a bad guy".

It turns out that this soul was willing to be controlled by the evil cultivator in order to protect his wife. He became a knife in the hands of the evil cultivator, doing all kinds of evil things for him and committing heinous crimes...

When he was killed by the righteous monks, his wife was seriously ill. He tried every means to find the magic herb to cure his wife, but was set up by the righteous disciples and killed at the entrance of the moon gate in the courtyard only a few steps away from his wife's bedroom.

The last thing he saw before he died was the half-open gate of his cottage and the low-grade magical herb that only mortals could use, tightly clenched in his hand.

My wife's weak and uncontrollable cough echoed in my ears...

"So that's how it is............." Lin Chen sighed.

"No wonder he jumped into the Forgetful River without hesitation." Chen Hua also said.

"If he jumps into the Forgetful River now, he will have to endure a thousand years of pain and cleansing in the Forgetful River. So assuming he successfully passes through the Forgetful River, then a thousand years will have passed, right?" Cheng Jia explained.

"That's right. His wife was a mortal, so her lifespan was a hundred years at most. So a thousand years is ten hundred years. One hundred years is one reincarnation. In the past thousand years, his wife has been reincarnated many times."