I’m Actually a Bigshot

    In the brightly lit cinema, Su Qingxing, Mu Rong, Qin Guan and Bai Hua stood on the soft red carpet of the cinema, looking up in the air in unison.

    The image exactly like the God of Death appeared in front of everyone after the recombination of black and white particles. Although it has an extremely good appearance and momentum, the face of "The God of Death" has a disdainful indifference to everything. An aloof posture, looking down at the testers who survived to the end.

    "Death, are you here to pick me up?" Even after so many blows, Bai Hua still had the last glimmer of hope in his eyes. Arm said loudly, "Please, take me away now! As long as I can get out of here, as long as I can be with you, I can do anything!"

    The eyes of Bai Hua were full of pleading, and the most humble gesture of the delicate young man could indeed make one's heart shake at some point.

    It's a pity that the person standing in front of him is not a living person, let alone a **** of death, but a program created by the builder Zhu Sha to perfect the whole world.

    So the image of the **** of death just slowly fell from the air, and he stretched out his hand to push the white birch away, and announced with the same emotionless voice as His Highness the **** of death—

    "The trial is over, two people who have cleared the customs."

    After hearing the words of the image of the **** of death, Mu Rong's first reaction was to look around, and asked suspiciously: "Two people? But there are four people here, even if Baihua fails, it should be three Personally."

    "Lord Guide, please announce the final result." Next, the image of the **** of death made an unexpected move, and even Su Qingxing never thought about this image that was exactly the same as the **** of death. Just bowed down to him respectfully, and stayed there in a salute gesture.

    Although he knew that there was only an image created by cinnabar in front of him, Su Qingxing still felt that cinnabar, the lawless guy, was too bold.

    Su Qingxing's current identity is a little guide in the underworld, but the **** of death is one of the strongest in the underworld. The status between the two can be said to be extremely disparate. If it weren't for Su Qingxing's own special identity, I am afraid that even if it was just the image bending over to him, ordinary guides would be intimidated to the ground.

    How far is the distance between the entrance to the underworld and the Temple of Death?

    They need to pass through the entrance to the underworld, through thousands of ghost towns, through the dead and boundless battlefield of the underworld, through the endless forests of the abyss... and then through the vigilance and maze of the nineteen cities of the underworld , and finally can reach the Palace of Death at the top of Mingshan Mountain.

    Su Qingxing is very aware of the nightmare-like difficulty, because he once escaped from the Temple of Death to the entrance of the underworld.

    Because of this, when he saw the image of Death bowing in front of him, Su Qingxing felt an indescribable strangeness.

    After all, such a character would never make a low profile or any rude behavior.

    Little Snow Wolf, who was placed on the ground by Su Qingxing, did not have so many concerns, but jumped up and slammed on Su Qingxing's trousers, scratching Su Qingxing's calf with his soft little paws, while opening his mouth Come with a smile.

    "Ouch!" The little paw scratched.

    Su Qingxing picked up Sisi from the ground at that time, and then subconsciously reached out to help him scratch his stomach.

    "Lord Guide."

    It wasn't until the image of the **** of death over there spoke again that Su Qingxing came back to his senses, looked at Mu Rong and Qin Guan and said, "The dead soul number is MS8346 Mu Rong, and the dead soul number MS8347 Qin Guan, now there are two There are options before you. One is to fall into the legendary **** lava, and the other is to join the ghost town of number six hundred and sixty-six where I am."

    Qin Guan and Mu Rong looked at each other in surprise, and finally asked in unison, "What's going on?"

    Perhaps because of the ample time for this trial, Su Qingxing gave a rare and detailed introduction: "If you want to know this, maybe you need to calm down and listen to me tell a story that is a little old. "

    "In human legends, people generally have two places after death, one in the sky and one in the ground."

    "The gates of heaven are strictly closed, and only those chosen by them are eligible to enter."

    "So most people will come to the entrance of the underworld after death." Su Qingxing paused, as if hoping that the two of them would have more time to digest, "The underworld is actually very big, it may be more The real world you're in is bigger, but mostly battlefields, abyss, and wastelands."

      Live in the underworld."

    Qin Guan and Mu Rong heard it in a fog, as if they were listening to a novel from another world. But they at least understood one thing, that is, compared with the so-called ghosts and ghosts, the two of them are probably very weak existences, right?

    "In the eyes of those underworld creatures, the souls of human beings are not only weak but also numerous, they even feel that human beings are like countless extra ants in a tidy home."

    "Because of the proposal of the underworld creatures, some people once wanted to ignite the flames of **** at the entrance of the underworld, so that all human souls will be burned by the fire the moment they enter the underworld, and they will be wiped out! In this way, the weak in their eyes Human souls will not fill every corner of the underworld."

    "Although this proposal was eventually rejected, all human souls are still not allowed to enter the underworld, so there is the underworld trial you are experiencing now."

    "They erected thousands of ghost towns at the entrance to the underworld!"

    "Thousands of ghost towns stand on the edge of the underworld...and a guide to the underworld like me is like an admissions teacher in a school, responsible for selecting the right people from the underworld trials to join Ghost town."

    The theater fell silent.

    For some reason, Bai Hua, who had failed the trial, did not disappear from the theater, and after being pushed away by the **** of death, she was in a state of emptiness. Only Zhu Ting, who had been slashed in the neck, was standing there. Behind him, there was a distorted smile.

    "What about those who were not selected?" Mu Rong spent a long time digesting this matter, and finally couldn't help but ask.

    Su Qingxing unconsciously helped Sisi smooth things out, looked at Mu Rong and Qin Guan for a while, and then said, "There are only two paths for the souls who have not been selected into the ghost town."

    "Or throw it directly into the lava of **** known as the 'underworld recycling station'."

    "Either you keep reincarnating in this world of underworld trials, and you will never find an exit."

    Go to hell, or continue reincarnation? After hearing this kind of treatment, Mu Rong clenched her fists quietly, and finally said, "I always feel that this is not very reasonable, as if dealing with expired goods."

    "Because in the underworld, no one cares about where the dead souls go." Although Su Qingxing felt regretful, he was temporarily powerless in his capacity, "The dead souls of mankind have no power, no identity, and no existence here. No one cares about fairness and justice or the reward for good and evil.”

    "Then what's the point of entering a ghost town?" Qin Guan wanted to smoke a cigarette, but found that there was not one left in his cigarette case. For a smoker and an alcoholic, such a world is indeed almost as terrifying as hell.

    Su Qingxing said with great certainty: "Because only the dead souls who enter the ghost town can get the opportunity to become stronger, get the opportunity to be free, and even have a precious opportunity to reincarnate as a human being."

    "These things can only be done after you enter a ghost town!"

    "What are the conditions for selecting people in a ghost town?" When Mu Rong asked this question, she glanced at Bai Hua seemingly unintentionally.

    "The preference of the guide, that's all." Su Qingxing took a deep breath, the image of the death **** was still standing beside him at the moment, bowing respectfully and salute, making Su Qingxing the guide of the underworld The image also instantly grew taller.

    "Some guides like villains, some guides like cunning people, and some guides like brave warriors...even some guides especially like beautiful women, and others like Discover the creators who draw comics and write novels for themselves." Su Qingxing smiled helplessly after thinking of the wonderful things he heard from Zhu Sha, "Ghost towns will even compete with each other, let's see which ghost town is stronger, The more you think about it, the more ridiculous."

    "But this is the current status of the underworld. Maybe someone will stand up to change all this in the future. Maybe many people are waiting for the day when the underworld reforms...but it's just maybe."

     "As a guide, I don't have any special preferences, I just hope that people who enter the ghost town No. 666 will not be annoying." Su Qingxing's description ends here Finally came to an end, turned to look at the two in front of him and said, "So you two have decided?"

    Qin Guan raised his hand first and said, "I think I need more time to digest these things. I wonder if there are places like bars in the ghost town?"

    "Do you still want to drink?!" Mu Rong, who was next to him, immediately widened her eyes, "Let me see that ghost dares to sell you wine!" As she spoke, Mu Rong stepped on her feet. With stiletto heels, he squinted and stared at Qin Guan next to him.

    “…”

    "It seems that the two of you have already made a decision." The blue paper lantern appeared beside Su Qingxing again, "Ghost town No. 666, you are welcome to join us."

    Mu Rong and Qin Guan also took a long breath, and couldn't help but say softly, "I didn't expect death to be dead, and there are so many troublesome things."

    But what they really didn't expect was that the guide to the underworld, who only appeared in legends, was by their side from the beginning, and like an admissions teacher, he was choosing The most suitable candidate to join the ghost town.

    Fortunately, Su Qingxing seems to be a very ordinary guide, without the indescribable hobbies of other guides, so ordinary that Mu Rong and Qin Guan want to be big Long live.

    "Bai Hua, are you ready?" After Mu Rong and Qin Guan were arranged, Su Qingxing turned to look at Bai Hua with empty eyes, "Blood sacrifice is a taboo even in the underworld, but for the sake of The illusory things insisted on doing it, and even killed Zhu Ting. Although the blood sacrifice was not successful, but the crime has been deep, I will send you to **** lava. "

    "I know." Bai Hua's eyes became a little more alive, "I just want to know one thing, is he the real **** of death?"

    White Birch's finger pointed at the figure of the Reaper who was bending over.

    "No." Su Qingxing said with certainty, "It's just an ordinary image."

    "So in the underworld, is there really a **** of death?" Bai Hua's eyes were filled with despair, "Is there really a **** of death that can change life and death and control people's lives?"

    "..." Su Qingxing was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Exist."

    Little Snow Wolf struggled to jump out of Su Qingxing's arms and landed lightly without attracting anyone's attention.

    "If I was the bride of the **** of death, the real **** of death should have come to save me long ago?" Bai Hua's expression looked like she was crying, but no tears flowed down.

    "I think so." Su Qingxing sighed, "If it was the **** of death, it would be easy to save a dead soul, but that His Highness obviously wouldn't do that."

    The sound of the ground cracking came, and various cracks had begun to appear on the floor of the cinema at the foot of the white birch, and the light of **** lava had faintly emerged from the cracks.

    Su Qingxing could even feel that the temperature in the entire theater was rising.

    After all, it is the fire of **** that can burn all souls!

    "Have you seen it? Hohoho, in the end it's just me who is by your side." Zhu Ting, who was covered in blood, finally grabbed Baihua tightly at the last moment, and the blood penetrated Bai Hua's clothes flowed down a little bit, "Bai Hua, I don't blame you for killing me, because I am dead and you are dead, your family and my family have arranged for us to die, we will always be there Together."

    "Su Qingxing?" Bai Hua's crying face without tears looked ugly, even if Zhu Ting's pale and bloodless face rubbed against his neck and cheeks again and again, he didn't have any resistance, just so Looking at Su Qingxing, "What did I get? What did I get? Why did I work so hard, but I got nothing in the end?!"

    Su Qingxing did not answer, because he did not know the answer to the question.

    Just as everyone looked at the white birch and the expanding cracks on the ground, not even Su Qingxing noticed that the image of the **** of death, who had been standing respectfully at the side, suddenly straightened up and walked towards them .

    "Since the trial is over." The voice of the image of Death was calm, "Then Death will also kiss the bride he chose."

    At this moment, Su Qingxing can only sigh that the world built by cinnabar and the script are too beginning and ending, and it did not end because of the end of the trial, and plans to carry out the theme of "The Bride of Death" to the end!

    But who will Death choose? Mu Rong or Qin Guan?

    Just as Su Qingxing turned his head, Snow Wolf, who had been lying on the carpet beside him, suddenly walked gently to the feet of the Death God image.

    When Little Snow Wolf's claws touched the body of "Death", he suddenly turned into black and white particles, and merged into the body of "Death" like a dream scene.

    Snow Wolf and "Death" actually merged in this way? !

      The same never happened.

    The **** of death sorted out his clothes and walked to Su Qingxing's side without everyone's expectations.

    "How do you..." Su Qingxing watched the image of the **** of death created by cinnabar coming towards him, and then stretched out his hand to hold his arm!

    Under everyone's attention, at the moment when Baihua and Zhu Ting were about to fall into the lava of hell, the tall Death God leaned down to Su Qingxing and said in a calm and natural tone—

    "Kiss me, my bride."

    "..." Su Qingxing still didn't come back to his senses, "Sorry, you found the wrong person, the qualified testers are there."

    Death, who merged with Snow Wolf, did not stop, but continued to lean over.

    "Then let me kiss you, the betrothed I'm good at slipping away."

    At that moment, Su Qingxing suddenly widened his eyes, and some couldn't believe what he heard.

    "You..."

     Bai Hua stared at the figure branded into her heart, hugging Su Qingxing gently, while she was hugged tightly by a **** unlucky ghost whose arms were covered with Various **** handprints.

    If what Su Qingxing just said is true, why would a video choose him as the bride?

    If what Su Qingxing said just now is true, then what about the "marriage who is good at slipping away"?

    The ground cracked completely, and his body began to sink…

    "Su Qingxing, you lied to me!" Bai Hua let out a final roar, "You were the **** of death from the beginning, right!"

    But no one seemed to care about Bai Hua's mood, and all were attracted by the unexpected behavior of the death image. The image of the **** of death, which is so perfect that it is unreal, is still slowly leaning down...