Seeing that Li Bei didn't react at all, He Shu hated that iron was not steel.

"You are so confused, no wonder you don't even know how you died!"

Li Bei was quite aggrieved: "Then give me another chance to perform. You said you were the King of Hell just now, but I thought you were kidding me!"

He Shu sneered: "As long as you were 1% vigilant before your death, you wouldn't die so aggrieved. Now the whole world thinks you committed suicide, including your parents, who will be immersed in the rest of their lives. Whether you owe you your self-blame, you didn't even have time to repay their nurturing grace!"

Li Beigang was accustomed to seizures, and subconsciously replied: "My father died, only my mother, your statement is not rigorous enough!"

He Shu and Guang Han:  …

After Li Bei finished speaking, he hugged his head and squatted down again, saying in pain: "You are right, it's not easy for my mother to pull me up alone. I'm sorry for her, and now she doesn't even have the only hope!"

"From now on, it's not too late to change the past, and it's not too late to give up the crime. If you behave well, I can allow you to give your mother a dream."

He Shu gave a stick to a sweet jujube. Now he is skilled in business, he can do it at his fingertips, and there is no trace.

Li Bei's eyebrows were tangled, and he seemed to be considering whether to trust He Shu.

He Shu didn't talk nonsense, and grabbed his arm directly.

"Stand up."

When Li Bei heard these three words, he only felt black in front of his eyes, white light and red light flashed alternately, the whole person, no, the whole world was spinning, and the field of vision gradually transitioned from black to a little bit of cyan.

And the long river of cyan stretched over, sparkling in the dark.

On both sides of the long river, unknown white souls walked forward one by one, queuing up to cross the river.

Most of them looked numb and moved slowly, and some looked around, their eyes fell on He Shu and the others.

Li Bei almost cried out!

Because these souls are clearly identical to him, they are all newly dead ghosts.

"This is where?!"

"Didn't you say that you don't believe that I am the King of Hell? Then I will show you what the real underworld is."

He Shu pointed to the stone in the distance where the ghosts lined up to be photographed.

"Have you seen that mirror? It's called a magic mirror. It will show the trajectory of your life and make you reminisce about every bit of it. Would you like to take a look at it?"

Li Bei subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but He Shu didn't allow him to refuse.

The ghost in charge of guarding the magic mirror saw him coming and bowed in salute.

He Shu waved his hand: "You are busy with your work, I will bring him to line up a line."

Although the rest of the ghosts don't know He Shu's identity, those who have been in the underworld for a long time are incomparably able to discern the details from each person's breath. It was a taboo for a living person like He Shu to go to the underworld. When a ghost appeared, he didn't avoid the ghosts at all, and there was a faint and frightening powerful aura on his body, which only showed that his identity was very special, so special that the ghosts would salute him. Those evil spirits who were eager to move with evil intentions naturally put out some kind of mind.

He Shu urged the order of the King of Hell, and the ghost messenger of Fifth Temple received a call from his own boss, and Tian Twelve, who was still stationed in the underworld, quickly responded.

"Boss, you've come down to inspect. We miss you all the time. We didn't dare to run over without permission without permission..."

He Shu interrupted him: "Did I bring the book of life and death that I asked you to take?"

Sweet Twelve said: "Bring it, who do you want to check?"

He Shu pointed to Li Bei: "Just him, Li Bei, from Tongcheng, 20 years old, a sophomore in Beijing, can you find out the cause of death?"

Tian Twelve glanced at Li Bei, took out the book of life and death that only had two thin pages, but could not be finished, and turned around for a long time, and his expression gradually became strange.

"Strange, the cause of his death is blurred behind."

The book of life and death is different from people's imagination. It cannot predict the future fate. It can only record a person who has died.

He Shu didn't believe it. He asked for the book of life and death in his hand. In the short line recording Li Bei's life, the final cause of death was blurred, as if someone had erased it with correction fluid.

Tian Twelve whispered beside him: "In this case, usually something may have happened to him, not the well-known cause of death on the surface."

In other words, Li Bei didn't really commit suicide, but someone deliberately manipulated it!

Li Bei couldn't hear the conversation between He Shu and Tian Twelve, but he could see the respect and courtesy of the ghost messenger towards He Shu. He thought that the other party said he was the King of Hell before, and felt that all this was like a dream.

How can a living person be the king of hell? Or, He Shu is also dead?

But how could Yan Wang do a live broadcast?

Before he was alive, he liked to watch He Shu Lingyi's live broadcast, but he liked it, and he still had to lift the bar. Li Bei used the id of "Little Little Plate" to post several barrages.

So, did he have a fight with the King of Hell? !

Li Bei lined up in a daze until He Shu pushed him forward from behind.

"It's your turn to take pictures, go!"

Li Bei stared blankly at the changes in the ripples of the stone mirror, and the previous scene gradually emerged.

The past he didn't really want to recall.

When Li Bei was very young, his father died. At that time, his father's family was fighting for property and took away everything that should have belonged to their mother and son. Li Bei's mother was very strong and didn't want to entangle with her husband's family, so she took Li Bei with her. He went north to live in other places. Relying on his diligence, thrift and enthusiasm, he slowly built a mobile stall to buy a store. Up to now, their two stores can be regarded as well-known restaurants in small local cities.

But Li Bei's relationship with his mother has not been very good, because when he was a child, his mother was busy with business to support the family and neglected to get along with his son. Until Li Bei died, he also maintained the habit of calling his mother only once a month.

What emerged in the magic mirror was that Li Bei was eight years old. On a thunderstorm night, he curled up in the corner of the sofa, but he couldn't wait for his mother to come back. In the end, he fell asleep because he was too tired. Half asleep, his mother came back, picked him up, and whispered in his ear.

The memory is too long, he can't even remember it, but the mother in the mirror whispered to him, I'm sorry Beibei, my mother is also working hard to make money for this family, and I will accompany you to make up for it in the future. return.

Li Bei suddenly looked dazed, and his eyes were red.

This is a certain segment of a gangster's short life. For others, it is no more than a bystander drama. For Li Bei himself, it is a turning point in his future character and behavior.

But even if he returned to his childhood, the ignorant Li Bei couldn't fully understand his mother's state of mind at that time.

"I want my mother to see me and have a few words with her. How can I do that?"

Li Bei begged He Shu.

Rao is no matter how good he is, now he already understands that the young man in front of him is not a thing in the pool, he has become a lonely ghost, and he has not even figured out how he died. If the evil ghost that occupies his body is found again , Li Bei couldn't fight him at all.

He Shudao: "You must find out who harmed you first, and then you can find your mother with peace of mind. Otherwise, if the other party targets your relatives, what power do you have to protect them?"

Seeing Li Bei nodded docilely, the last bit of hesitation disappeared completely, and he assumed a posture of complete cooperation. He Shu took him back to the realm. Otherwise, if Li Bei continued to head down, He Shu was going to take him to Naihe. frightened him.

After this trip, Li Bei was also completely honest, and began to rack his brains to recall his memories after his death.

"I remember yelling all the time, but my body was still controlled by that person, I put the rope around my neck, kicked off the stool, and then I felt lighter and floated around like I was in water. The feeling of swimming in it was even lighter than that. I felt as if I was dead, but I didn't want to admit it. At this moment, a voice suddenly came out, telling me that as long as I could find a substitute, I could occupy his body and live again. Come here, and that person will be my scapegoat."

Because of this, is the cause of Li Bei's death in the book of life and death so vague? !

He Shu was a little surprised, and was still sorting out his thoughts, when Guang Han asked, "Have you heard that voice you heard before? Is it the voice that occupies your body?"

Li Bei shook his head: "I've never heard that man say anything, so I can't be sure, but I think I'm his scapegoat, and I can't get out of his control even after I die."

Li Bei, who became a ghost, on the one hand hated the person who killed him, but on the other hand he couldn't help himself, he followed what he said in a daze, and seemed to be drawn into the body of a boy.

That boy is younger than Li Bei, he just entered the second year of high school, and he has a bad relationship with his family. He hangs around Internet cafes every day and doesn’t want to go back. He is very angry and stays up late for a long time, and his yang energy is weak. It is the bad luck that ghosts like Li Bei are most likely to catch Egg.

Li Bei originally wanted to take control of the opponent's body according to instinct, but after learning about his situation, he thought of himself inexplicably, and felt a little compassion, so he was reluctant to be a ghost again, but he found that his soul Unable to make complete decisions, he will always subconsciously squeeze out the boy's soul. Under the pain of this dilemma, he will use the boy's body to send a distress message to He Shu in the Internet cafe.

"At that time, I had a feeling that if you were one step late, I would probably completely squeeze the soul out of that body, and the doves would occupy the magpie's nest."

On the one hand, Li Bei's remaining human nature made him feel that he couldn't do this, on the other hand, he couldn't resist the temptation to become a human being again. Heaven and man fought, and even his soul was controlled by evil thoughts, and he almost became an outright evil ghost.

At that time, not to mention reincarnation, he may be eliminated directly by He Shuguanghan.

He Shu: "In other words, until now you don't know who is controlling your body to commit suicide, but you suspect that it has something to do with the group you joined."

Li Bei nodded: "I think about it, usually I either go to class or stay in the dormitory, and I rarely go anywhere, let alone make enemies with others. Those who quarrel on the Internet can't know who I am, only that Group leader, when I think about it now, I feel weird, but I can't find him now."

In the end, Li Bei was a little depressed.

"Who said you can't find it? It's easy to find someone, but taking the initiative to strike up a conversation will arouse the other party's alertness, so it's better to let him deliver it to the door by himself." He Shu scratched his chin, "As long as you are a good guy, you will always shine."

Li Bei was confused and couldn't understand what he was talking about.

He Shu said to Guang Han: "From today onwards, I'm a master of the game, let's practice it first?"