"Zhiwen Zhiwen, come and have this cup of spring night worth a thousand gold. If you have this cup, let's go back to the wedding room." Lin Zhiwen took the cup with a smile, stood up and greeted the three tables of guests in the private room, cleared his throat and started to summarize and speak after everyone calmed down.

"Everyone here is my old friends and classmates, and I am welcome, I won't say much. Thank you very much for coming to our wedding today. I wish you all good health and safety in 2008 and toast everything you want."

Everyone raised their glasses together and did the last glass of wine in 2007. They surrounded them out of the hotel and took the small convoy when they came and drove to Lin Zhiwen's room.

Lin Zhiwen, sitting in the back seat of the red flag, hugging Xiaoya, the neon lights of the metropolis outside the car window flashed and swayed, and the shy little wife in her arms had already turned her beautiful face red. At this moment, Zhiwen's mood can only be described in one word: From the day she graduated from college to work in Shanghai, Zhiwen deeply realized the meaning of the two words "Smooth sailing and all wishes come true" first, she used her ability to win and win the long-term victory at the table to create high sales performance for the company, and won the appreciation of the company and promoted it as a stand-alone.

Sales representative; while the matter is booming, he also gained favor from beauty. Mr. Wang, who has been in business for a long time, falls in love with him at first sight. Two days ago, he was busy preparing for the marriage. Xiaoya quietly told herself that after the purchase of military supplies by her father-in-law, others should not think about it. It will all be Lin Zhiwen. Thinking of this, Zhiwen looked down at him, and Xiaoya was also looking up at him, and both of them saw the strong affection of each other. Zhiwen bent down, and the two kissed deeply and kissed until they couldn't breathe before they finished.

"Zhiwen, we will be together like this for the rest of our lives and will never be separated, okay?"

"Xiaoya, I love you, we will never be separated"

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The Hongqi car drove smoothly on the glorious urban streets. Lin Zhiwen, who had been busy with wedding for a week, was tired and leaned gently in Xiaoya's arms. She fell asleep comfortably. Xiaoya hugged Zhiwen and smiled slightly. I am the happiest woman in the world? She must have fallen asleep gradually.

"I'm home and I'm about to ask my mother to get out of the car. The next activity is to have a bridal chamber." A group of bad friends opened the car door. Xiaoya, who was half asleep and half awake, smiled at everyone and pushed Zhiwen. Zhiwen was not in a hurry to have a bridal chamber. Li Chang, a bad friend who was in trouble, squeezed into the car and pulled Lin Zhiwen, but found that the person had no breath, his face was pale and his limbs were stiff, and he was frightened and sweated. Lin Zhiwen was afraid that he would not die.

"Get up and die drunkards hurry up and queue up and don't block the way." A man kicked Lin Zhiwen who was sleeping on the road a few times and sweared to the other place.

Lin Zhiwen, who was drunk and confused, got up and looked around. Why did the bustling streets turn into wilderness? I am dreaming?

"Young man, go quickly. The official just now said that the Naihe Bridge is ahead. You can cross the bridge early and reincarnate early. Don't waste time here." An old man pushed Lin Zhiwen behind him. Seeing that he looked confused and had no intention of leaving, he walked around him and walked forward with big strides.

A stone tablet with a few ancient characters stuck diagonally on the pile of gravels on the side of the road. Lin Zhiwen vaguely identified it, "Huangquan Road? Leading to Naihe Bridge? Is there really an underworld? How could I get here? Am I dead?" Lin Zhizhong was shocked and could not accept this fact for the time being, and suddenly felt like a big head.

"Hey guy, what do you think, it's useless to worry, isn't it just a hang up? Eighteen years later, I'm going to be a hero again, right? Haha, go away." Lin Zhiwen was startled when he turned around. There was a young man next to him. His whole arm was broken on his right and was connected to his body. His head was cut open from the side and there was an axe inserted on it. The young man had holes in his nose and penetrated three rings. A set of jeans with holes everywhere on his body were stained with blood. You can tell at a glance that it was society.

The gangsters died in a fight, "Stop watching, buddy, I taught a lesson from a few young kids in junior high school a few days ago. ***The children are really amazing now. Yesterday, I just came out of the bureau and let them block the alley. The food in the bureau is not eaten by people. I have been hungry for three days. I didn't run out for two steps and let these little kids leave. It's gloomy and there is no bird man. Look at how lively the people in front of me, let's go and take a look."

Lin Zhiwen slowly accepted the reality and followed the gangster dejectedly, feeling so uncomfortable. What's the point? He is so old and successful in his career. He just married a satisfactory wife but suddenly died. The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more sad he felt. He couldn't help but sigh and shout: "It's not fair."

"Dear ghosts, keep silent, don't shout, listen to me."

Before we knew it, Lin Zhiwen had already reached the end of the Huangquan Road, on the banks of the Forget River, the bustling crowds of people under the Naihe Bridge gathered at the bridgehead by the river. Some were cheerful and crying. Some were standing on the side and cursing. Some people even fought with them. The bull-headed horse-faced men who were maintaining order had to come forward to stop a big pot on the high bridgehead. An old woman was stirring with a long spoon and stirring it. She didn't know what was cooking, but the smell came from afar. She smelled very fragrant. There were two people dressed in a tall and big man. One was as dark as the bottom of the pot and the other was as white as a piece of paper. It seemed that this was the legendary black and white impermanence.

Hei Wuchang and others were quiet, Lin Zhiwen and other "dead ghosts" calmed down, nodded with satisfaction, and began to continue speaking: "Everyone who has come here through the Yellow Spring Road, must be clear about their current situation. You are all dead. The things in the world of the world are the past clouds and smoke. It is useless to think back. I hope that you can live a good life in the cycle of reincarnation. The next life that has accumulated merits in the previous life will be rewarded. There is no need to be afraid of those who have committed evil. The eighteen levels of hell have been overcrowded and have no place to leave you. I hope you will be a good person after you are reincarnated. Here are the following people who have received a speech."

Bai Wuchang cleared his throat and began to speak: "I know that many of you have had a good life in the past or died suddenly and could not accept this fact. However, reincarnation is a rule set by the ancestors, no one can change it. Everyone knows that the bridge in front is the entrance to the underworld. After drinking Mengpo soup from the Naihe Bridge, you have nothing to do with your previous life..."

Lin Zhi was dispersed, and he could no longer hear what Bai Wuchang said clearly and was sandwiched between the team. Lin Zhiwen went to Naihe Bridge in a daze and took Mengpo soup. However, he felt that he was nostalgic for the world. He couldn't help but look up and ask Mengpo: "When I drink it, will I forget everything I used to?"

Meng Po answered this repeated question almost every day, and the answer Lin Zhiwen got was certainly not unique: "Yes"

Lin Zhiwen's eyes were filled with tears, and he raised the soup bowl and drank it all. He waved his hand and threw it under the bridge. A small wave appeared on the green mud soup bowl and penetrated into the turbid river water. In a moment, there was no trace of it. Lin Zhiwen lowered his head again and followed the gangster in front.

"Brother, I didn't expect that this Mengpo soup tasted really good. Unfortunately, I can only drink it once in my life. I will forget it after a while. Haha." The little gangster must be a happy pie when he was alive. He just died. He would joke that Lin Zhiwen didn't taste the taste of this soup at all. He just felt bitter and astringent in his mouth. He was extremely sad. "Brother, don't worry, I know you are in a bad mood, but what else can this person do if he dies? Take a few steps and you will arrive at Wangxiangtai. Take a good look at your previous life. After you get off Wangxiangtai, you can't remember anything. Seize this last chance."

Lin Zhiwen stepped onto the Wangxiangtai and looked back at the direction he came. Naihe Bridge was surrounded by heavy white fog. Through the white fog, Lin Zhiwen saw the hearse driving out of the hospital. Xiaoya and her parents were crying in front of her. The long convoy behind them, and the relatives and friends with red eyes in the car...

Why did I die suddenly? Lin Zhiwen was sad and puzzled. As the hearse was getting farther and farther away, Lin Zhiwen turned around and stopped looking at the scene of his previous life on the hometown stage, but heard the gangster beating his chest and stamping his feet. "Mom, I'm sorry for you, mom, you're unfilial..."

Lin Zhiwen couldn't help but feel sad when he heard the gangster crying. The tears that had just stopped flowed down immediately. The gangster might feel that his nose was blocked. He looked around and found that Lin Zhiwen's suit was good. He pulled his clothes over and wiped his nose hard. Lin Zhiwen looked down at his suit. The yellow and white snot on it was still bloodshot and was flowing down. He suddenly felt that there was no movement and his stomach was full of alcohol. He hurried to the side of the platform, bent down and vomited wildly, and vomited everything he had eaten and drunk since the wedding banquet to the bridge. Finally, the bile he vomited came out, and his face had turned pale.

The little gangster mother in another world had fainted from crying. The little gangster who stopped crying turned around and pulled Lin Zhiwen to the audience and said, "Brother, I have lived in vain in this life. I am unfilial. I will definitely be a filial son in the next life and serve my mother well." A little gangster on the Taiwan side had long been dissatisfied with the two guys who were spitting dirty things and snot. She quietly walked behind the two of them and raised her legs and kicked: "Two dead ghosts, get out of here, forget it, it's annoying."

The two "dead ghosts" who fell off the stage rolled on the ground. The little gangster was more physically chaotic and got up first. They looked around with empty eyes. They followed the abortion and went to the underworld. Lin Zhiwen sat on the ground and spitted hard. He looked at the little ghost hatefully. He was about to curse a few words, but the little ghost was not attentive to him. He had already waved the iron chain in his hand to rush the "dead ghosts" on the stage.

"Give it, you have it, you have lost it, you can't reincarnate, you can't reincarnate, you're reincarnated, you're a pig or a dog, no one cares about it." A little ghost kicked Lin Zhiwen on the ground, threw a white thing to him, and turned around to find another dead ghost. Lin Zhiwen picked up the thing in his hand. It turned out to be a "soul-seeking banner" made of a few pieces of white paper pasted on a wooden stick. It was written with his name and birth and death date crookedly. There was a signature at the back saying 11 reincarnation schools.

Taking the soul-inducing banner, Lin Zhiwen followed the team and started walking into the underworld. What surprised him was that all the dead ghosts who came with were all demented with legs and feet, and the gangsters were crammed in the crowd in front of him. Suddenly, they remembered that everyone had already left the Wangxiangtai. The memories of their previous life should have disappeared. No wonder everyone became fools, but why was he okay? Lin Zhiwen then suddenly realized that the Mengpo soup he had just drank had already been vomited on the Wangxiangtai with the wine and food yesterday. Lin Zhiwen couldn't help but feel his heartbeat, quietly looking at no one or no ghosts around him. Lin Zhiwen also imitated the dead ghosts around him, and continued to move forward with a demented look on his face, and dared not look around anymore.

As the crowd turned around, a group of dead ghosts entered a hall. Lin Zhiwen secretly glanced at the dead ghosts in the wheel hall were blocked by the few little ghosts in front of him. Several little ghosts pushed and shoved everyone apart. A dead ghost with a broken limb and a few body moved slowly. Suddenly, two little ghosts rushed up and punched him. A little ghost next to him who seemed to be the leader scolded on the spot: "You two come and you are not causing trouble. These newly dead ghosts don't know anything. What are you doing when you hit him? If you didn't burn a lot of paper money at home, I wouldn't want you two stupid people to send these to the one station quickly. Don't make the insecure in the office and complain to us again." The two little ghosts nodded and bowed to the leading ghosts, and hurriedly sent a group of dead ghosts standing aside to a corner of the hall.

"Hey, there are two from this 11-campus today." A little ghost kicked Lin Zhiwen aside. Lin Zhiwen dared not say anything and continued to pretend to be dead. He slowly got up and found that there was only one dead ghost standing next to him. Isn't it just a stupid little gangster who has become a fool?

After a while, a little devil came, put a rope on the two of them, led them into the hall, turned a corner and pushed open a door with the words "11 offices in the reincarnation place". He smiled and greeted inside, turned around and raised his foot, kicked the two of them in, and took them to the door and Yang Chang.

The small office is not big, with a large red painted wooden table in the center. There was a computer produced in some unknown year on the table. It looked like the style of an old antique table of about 486. Two people with ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes were sitting behind the table. They stared at the computer screen with their eyes and mouths open. They were staring at the computer screen. I don’t know what they were looking at. Suddenly, one of the fatter people patted the table and shouted: "Okay." The other person immediately changed his face, turned his head and put his hands on the fat man's neck and shook it hard.

Scolding: "You***, you crashed my computer again. Next time you come to my office, I will find a rope to tie you up." The fat man was breathless, his face turned into a pig's liver, and he tried hard to open his mouth as if he wanted to defend himself but couldn't speak. He was about to hold it over. At this moment, the phone at the table suddenly rang, and the man quickly let go of the fat man to answer the phone. Lin Zhiwen looked at the fat man and thought that this guy had saved his life. If the phone rang later, the fat man would probably be strangled to death.

The man who answered the phone held the receiver and hummed, put down the microphone and looked up at Lin Zhiwen and the gangster standing in the room, couldn't help but be stunned. He muttered a few words and said to the fat man, "Fatty Li, come to me for a meeting in the Equality Hall, I guess I won't come back in a while. You can watch these two people and let the computer play for you for a day, don't break it." After thinking about it, he reached out to pull out the floppy disk in the floppy drive and said, "You finished reading this book first, don't you have to talk to me all day long, I'll take it away." After saying that, he ignored Fat Li, put the floppy disk in his pocket, and got up and left.

"*** Zhang Heizi, I'm still guarding against me when I read a novel. I almost made you slam to death just now. Are you just treating me?" Fatty Li cursed, and restarted the computer, turned over the table and snatched Lin Zhiwen and the gangster's soul-inducing banner, returned to the back of the table, sat down and took out a thick book to compare.

"Lin Zhiwen, yes, that's it. I'm just delaying my reading just now. I'll just throw myself into a pig. I'll have the quota of pigs in Zhang Heizi's name book? Is there a lot of cows and horses? What can I do?***, all the animals that can be used in the whole year are full, and only people are left. This Heizi is so dark. I don't offend him in the future. These two people can only be reincarnated as humans. I'll find two poor families to give them this way."

Lin Zhiwen, who was standing not far away, was already scared and sweating. When he heard the fat man say he wanted to be reincarnated as a livestock, he almost rushed up to stop him. Later, he heard that reincarnation as a person was relieved. Being poor is always much better than before. He glanced at the little gangster next to him. This kid was ignorant of what happened just now. He stood there with his head tilted and saliva flowing, as if he was asleep.

At this time, Fatty Li took out a floppy disk from his pocket and continued to say to himself: "I have finished training this reincarnation office system 1.0, but I haven't sent my computer yet. It just so happened that Zhang Heizi has a computer, so I will use it to do a modern office first." Fatty Li began to tinker at the 486 old PC. An hour passed. Lin Zhiwen's legs were sore and he didn't dare to move. He only hoped that this stupid fat man would finish it early. Finally, he heard the ancient needle printer next to the computer squeaking. Fat Li slapped the table hard and shouted: "Oh yeah." It seems that it's done.

"Then, this one is yours, this one is yours, don't lose it. Just put the soul-inducing banner here. This thing is your reincarnation certificate. If you go out and turn right, you will be reincarnated. You will be welcomed by the two of you." Fatty Li, who was excited because of the successful office automation, enthusiastically sent two demented dead ghosts out. Lin Zhiwen took the lead in walking in front and thought to leave the crazy man quickly. The little gangster followed Lin Zhiwen with a dementia look on his face.

"Haha, I'm such a genius. I'm afraid I'm the first to use a computer to complete the reincarnation of a dead ghost, haha." Fatty Li sat proudly on the chair, stretched his legs and placed it comfortably on the desk. He was so beautiful. The phone at the table rang. "Hey? Lao Zhang, it's done? Haha, I've sent it away and sent it away. Brother, I know the efficiency of my work. Haha, what will I say at that? The office automation system cannot be used for the time being, why? The software is no problem, so why can't it be used? All computers in the institute need to be upgraded? 486 has a thousand-year-old bug? What is a thousand-year-old bug? Okay, come back and talk about it."

Lin Zhiwen and the gangster walked to the end of the corridor of the hall and were stopped by a little ghost. When they saw the reincarnation certificate in their hands, they pushed open the hall door behind them and said to them, "Just go straight, just turn left." So the two walked straight first, and when they saw a bend, there were more and more dead ghosts around them. Everyone was holding the reincarnation certificate in their hands and walked for a while. Lin Zhiwen heard the sound of water in front of them and quietly saw a dirt slope not far away, with a stone tablet standing at the bottom of the slope, with three big words written on it: "Runwheel Platform"

A few little ghosts led the reincarnated ghosts to the earth slope. A stone platform was built on the slope. Guardrails were built on all three sides of the platform. There were no guardrails on the opposite side. The sound of water under the platform was rustling, as if a big river passed by.

"Everyone, there is the River of Reincarnation in front of you. Another call to Yamshui River jumps down from here. What we welcome is the next life and the next life. The platform over there is called the Tragic Platform. Have you seen the people who jumped down there? They are all pig fetuses and cow fetuses. The evil consequences of the previous life's evil cultivation. Have you seen this pig brother? He broke the pig pen in his previous life and collapsed the owner's house to prevent the owner from being poisoned by coal smoke. He accumulated virtue in his previous life. Isn't it just reincarnated as a human being? Haha" Bai Wuchang on the stage was talking. Lin Zhiwen looked in the direction of his finger. Isn't there a pig not far away? "What are you hesitating about? Grasping the reincarnation certificate in your hands. From here, you have nothing to do with this lifeless underworld. Isn't you?"

Lin Zhiwen turned around and took a last look at the underworld where he had been alone for a long time. He turned around and took a step forward, jumped into the reincarnation river. As soon as he entered the water, he felt dizzy, his whole body became soft, his tiredness surged, and then he fell asleep.
Chapter completed!