Forgotten by Death

The depths of the underworld

Behind the scattered towering tall buildings, across the Styx River is a deep courtyard.

Every piece of wood in the carved beams and painted columns is a work of art. This year, Pluto likes the Chinese style, and built his mansion into a hall of golden glazed tiles, which is incompatible with An Mo's office building.

Fortunately, from a long distance, he doesn't often set foot in the territory of high-level managers.

Tonight was his last mission. After extraditing the soul, he came to the headquarters building.

After successfully completing the handover, he returned to his residence and began to pack his clothes.

According to the rules, he has to report to the next space, and this time he might get a promotion, be a manager in the branch or something.

He has already completed the death mission in three spaces with zero errors and zero failures, and last time the boss said he would be promoted.

Simply put the clothes in the box, he walked into the bathroom to take a shower and then sleep well, tomorrow will be a new start.

The water flowed down the pale and bloodless body, and he casually tied the shoulder-length light coffee-colored hair behind his head, and wiped off the broken wet hair on his face, revealing an indistinguishable face, a bit too beautiful, It's empty and lacks expression, like an uncolored picture of a beauty, beautiful enough but not vivid enough.

The skinny body is covered with thin muscles, and it doesn't look strong enough, but it is the chief military officer of the underworld—a member of the god of death who is in charge of death.

The simple bedroom without any decorative colors is monotonously furnished with only a narrow single bed. He doesn't like the feeling of emptiness on the bed, and it will give him a sense of security if it is full of one person.

Just lying on the bed with wet hair, the phone rang suddenly.

"An Mo, come to the headquarters as soon as possible." It was Sakura, the beauty of the audit department.

"what happened?"

"There is a problem with your mission, let's talk about it first, hurry up! I'll wait for you! By the way, let your brother come together by the way, and think of a solution together!"

An Mo was full of doubts, didn't ask any more questions, got up and put on his clothes again, put on a shirt hastily, and went to the headquarters building.

Unexpectedly, my brother had already arrived one step ahead of him, and was sitting on the sofa in the audit department, frowning.

"what happened?"

Sakura pulled him in and locked the door, turned on the computer and pointed it out to him, "You missed someone, the worst thing is that you missed him 300 years ago."

"This is impossible."

An Mo would check it every month, how could he miss a person for 300 years!

"look by youself."

An Mo stared at the screen tightly and found that there really was one!

In disbelief, he took out his death register and rummaged through it. After a few minutes, he finally found the covered name, Xie Zexi, at the corner of a page.

His mind was blank for a while, it was too unexpected, even if the name was suppressed by the folded corners, the list in his computer was complete, how could it be missed?

"Ming Crow, help me get the computer."

"Yes, Master."

Ten minutes later, there was silence in the office.

That name was lying safely in his computer, and it was marked as harvested, but this name was not included in the list of storage in the underworld.

What the hell is going on, why is there one person missing out of thin air?

Then this person now...

"I gonna go see!"

An Mo took the black robe handed over by Ming Ya and hastily put it on, turned around and spread his wings and flew out...

"What should we do next?" Sakura couldn't help her worried brows.

Brother Mengshen Lanti looked out of the window where he disappeared and sighed, "I'll check that person's information first, so don't say anything."

"it is good."

…………

Holding the handheld computer, An Mo clicked on that human's file again.

Xie Zexi should have died on the night of his 300th birthday 34 years ago, but now the soul library at the headquarters shows that there is no such person.

How this was missed is really weird and weird.

Following Ming Ya's guidance, An Mo came to a dilapidated old house on the outskirts of the city, and climbed up the messy steps.

Every floor is full of people, and the smoke and smoke of the world are suffocating, noisy, chaotic, and exudes a musty smell.

The walls are mottled and greasy, and the railings in the corridor are rusty with peeling paint. The environment here is very poor, and the people living here are mixed, which makes people very uncomfortable.

He frowned and came to the top floor platform, on which a simple house was randomly built, in the shape of an attic, short and simple.

Pushing open the door and entering, a wine bottle rolled down on the ground.The room was very dark, and the smell of smoke, alcohol and sweat in the airtight and airtight small room made people frown.

The space is small, and it is clear at a glance.

There was a man lying on the sofa. An Mo thought that he was too drunk to die on the sofa, but when he got closer, he realized that the man's eyes were open, and he didn't respond when he saw someone coming in. He just looked at him blankly.

An Mo stopped in front of him, looked at him for a long time before speaking, "Xie Zexi?"

The man shuddered when he heard the name, his eyes slowly focused from nothingness, and became sharp and alert.

"Who are you? How do you know this name?"

"……grim Reaper."

The man didn't look surprised when he heard it, and he didn't think it was a joke or fear. Instead, he sat up with his body propped up.

"Who do you say you are?"

"grim Reaper."

After a terrible silence...

The man suddenly got angry and stretched out his hand to pinch his neck. An Mo frowned and turned sideways slightly. The man missed, fell to the ground, got up immediately and continued to attack him like crazy.

The underworld crow spread its wings and flew over, screaming angrily, grabbed the man's collar with its sharp beak and threw it out heavily, as easily as throwing a doll.

The man's dull expression cracked, his face was full of hatred, and he jumped up to attack and curse.

"Reaper? Damn it! You're finally here! You're only here now! You're here now! Do you know how I've lived for more than 300 years?!"

It seems that they have found the right person, the lunatic in front of him is Xie Zexi.

An Mo took a step back and let him go crazy, Ming Crow stood in front of him and threw Xie Zexi away again and again, watching him pounce on him again and again.

Until he didn't know how many times, he was too tired to get up again.

Xie Zexi was lying on the ground in a state of desperation, panting, "Damn it! I've been tricked by you!"

He pointed to his face that hadn't changed a bit for hundreds of years.

"Look at me, this face has been in my 300s for 30 years, I can't die, I can't live, I have to change places every 20 years, otherwise people think I won't grow old monster!"

His eyes were red with hatred, he rushed to the desk, opened the drawer and dumped everything out on the floor, "Look for yourself, how many fucking ID cards I forged! I'm hiding everywhere, looking for places to hide my identity , Damn it! I'm not even as good as a ghost! I've had enough! You're only here now!"

An Mo's face was calm, "Let's talk after you finish venting."

"Talk? There's no need to talk! I can't vent my hundreds of years of grievances in this lifetime!" Xie Zexi's expression turned into hatred, "I don't even dare to find someone who can accompany me! It's even more impossible to fall in love and get married! I've been alone for 300 years!"

In the end, Xie Zexi almost rushed forward again, regardless of whether he was a god of death or a devil, and made himself so miserable, all the accumulated resentment at this moment found an outlet and burst out.

An Mo watched in silence the whole time, letting him go crazy.

When he could barely breathe, he opened his mouth slowly, "I haven't found out which link is wrong yet, and I will give you an explanation for this matter. Now you can go back with me first."

"I won't leave!" Xie Zexi sat down on the ground, being so angry that he lost his mind.

"It's not that easy anymore! You have to apologize to me first!"

An Mo looked at him expressionlessly, and after a while, he turned around and left the room with a wave of the black robe.

"The Dark Crow."

"Yes, Master!"

"What are you doing? Let go of me, you rotten bird! Don't fucking grab me by the collar! Let go - bastard!"

The men swearing all the way behind were endless, and Ming Crow wanted to gag his mouth several times due to the noise.An Mo was not disturbed by anything, she didn't care about it, she just frowned and thought hard about why such a living person was left out by herself...