Huangquan base.

"Dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee!"

A fast-paced sound rang out from the demon-like smart engineering workshop, and then something was seen passing out from inside, followed by the conveyor belt and entered into the gate of Huangquan Base.

Yun Zhongjun watched Uncle Gui control the production of intelligent engineering vehicles to continuously print out a large number of soul-type chips. As soon as these soul-type chips were manufactured, they were ready to be used on all ghosts in the underworld.

From the ghosts and gods of the underworld, to the ghosts in the grass, to the evil ghosts of hell, all will be implanted in the soul.

This is also the first time that consciousness uploading technology has been fully and formally used since the birth of the Never-Bone Hell.

Gui Bo's body is the host of Huangquan Base, and Jiang Chao is still used to communicating with him in the previous way.

There is a huge screen in front of you.

Jiang Chao didn't speak. He blinked twice and saw a line of text entered in the pop-up window.

Then Uncle Gui responded, and a new line of text immediately popped up under the text Jiang Chao entered.

Administrator: "The Da Siming server has been initially constructed. Regarding the matter of reincarnation, how did Wang Shu arrange it for you?"

Uncle Ghost: "All the ghosts in the underworld will be implanted with chips and gradually complete the process of uploading their consciousness. After the reincarnation is started, when the ghosts in the grass have exhausted their longevity merits, and when the sins of the evil ghosts have been fully repaid, they will be sent

They undergo reincarnation, except for the evil ghosts in the endless hell."

Administrator: "What kind of situation are the evil spirits in the Eternal Hell like?"

Uncle Gui replied with a short but vivid sentence: "Upload junk files to the recycle bin."

Hearing what Uncle Gui said, Jiang Chao felt more and more that the entire Huangquan base was like a huge computer.

It has designed multiple virtual worlds such as Haoli, Incense God Realm, and Hell, and stored the "life programs" transmitted back from reality into different virtual worlds in different categories.

Only when reincarnation is turned on, the program in this computer can return to reality from the program again and become a living person.

Administrator: "How many people have had their merits and sins reduced to zero so far?"

Uncle Ghost: "There are already one hundred and forty-two people."

Administrator: "How are these people arranged?"

Uncle Gui: "The soul chips will be stored in the Da Siming Server Center. They can be temporarily stored in Haoli, or you can queue up on the reincarnation platform in advance and wait until the reincarnation system is turned on."

Administrator: "What if you don't want to enter reincarnation?"

Uncle Ghost: "The soul will always wander in the grass, but without a brain and body, they have completely become a program."

Administrator: "What if you don't even want to wander?"

Uncle Ghost: "There is a delete window in the reincarnation program console."

Jiang Chao exited the conversation, and the screen of Huangquan's host also entered standby mode after flashing for a while.

And the conveyor belt that continuously transports the soul chips to the Bianhua Flower Planting Center is still running into the distance under the dim and flickering red and white lanterns.

——

The Flower Nian Monk took off his evil ghost face and sat in the Reincarnation Temple looking at the wind and rain that had not stopped outside.

The willow branches in the courtyard swayed violently in the wind, making the night wind seem more violent, and even the sound of the rain seemed to become louder.

The flower-carrying monk looked at the mask with the appearance of an evil ghost in his hand, and vaguely understood what this world would look like when the souls of all living beings return to perfection and reincarnation is fully initiated.

"Wearing this ghost mask can sense the souls of other people. The seductive ghost can reach the dead or dying mortals in just an instant and bring their souls back to the netherworld."

The wind and rain blew down the willow branches, and the thin raindrops blew into the corridor and fell on the monk's knees and face as he sat cross-legged.

"Perhaps it won't be long before the seductress with a ghost face comes to lead the poor monk into reincarnation."

"Even after the body dies, the soul remains immortal, reincarnation continues, life after life."

The monk made a promise in front of Lord Linghua that he was willing to be the first person to be reincarnated.

Although he doesn't know when the first reincarnation will begin, it will be ten or eight years later, or it may be tomorrow, he has voluntarily chosen the path of reincarnation.

but.

He was clearly very eager for reincarnation to come as soon as possible, but when this time came, he unconsciously felt fear in the night.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, whether he was reluctant to let go of this stinky skin, or whether he was afraid of the reincarnation itself.

Whenever he felt uneasy, he would chant sutras.

"Reincarnation and cause and effect are only driven by karma."

"..."

"Knowing it this way, seeing it this way, you cannot see the end of reincarnation, and you cannot see the beginning of Nirvana."

"..."

However, after reciting the sutra for a long time, the anxiety in my heart did not ease at all. Instead, it became more and more serious.

The flower-carrying monk put down his Buddhist beads and realized that he was in a mental block.

"Since you are afraid and confused about reincarnation, then go and understand what reincarnation is like!"

The flower-carrying monk decided that he still had to go deep into the netherworld to take a look, and maybe he could find the answer.

But there is another problem.

He is a living person, and even if he wears a ghost mask, he still cannot cross the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, board the boat of the underworld, and enter the deeper parts of the netherworld.

In the past, he didn't know how many times he had stood on the other shore, looking at the rolling underworld, one end of which was connected to Youdu, and the other end was leading to hell.

There were boats coming and going on the river, but they had nothing to do with him.

But this time.

The monk put on his ghost mask and tried again. As a result, he stood in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side and looked at the river. This time, a different situation appeared.

In the distance, a figure holding the Underworld Boat gradually approached and stopped in front of the monk.

The monk tried to step up and stepped on it.

The monk was shocked, but soon he understood something. This should be the reason why he accepted the reincarnation.

Perhaps in this underworld, he is no longer a complete living person.

Rather, he is a ghost waiting to be reincarnated.

And this is indeed the case. At this moment, information about him is flowing on the Huangquan host.

"Reincarnation is waiting."

"Number 1."

The monk put his other foot on the boat of the underworld, and the ghost began to row the boat towards the Youdu City that the monk once dreamed of.

The monk looked excitedly at the flowers blooming on both sides of the bank, and then looked up at the scene in the distance.

The soul-calling giant spirits stand in the Chu land, the gates of Youdu are open to welcome the ghosts of the underworld, and the huge mountains integrated with darkness can be seen in the depths, as well as the constantly rotating vortex.

The monks heard the cries of ghosts and gods coming from under the underworld, and lined up to cross the stone bridge layered with ghosts, holding the number plate for reincarnation.

Watching the evil spirits being detained by ghosts and gods walk across the long bridge, pass under the long banners like clouds, and enter the Youdu City to wait for the judgment of the Ghost Uncle.

The gate of Youdu City gives people a breathless feeling.

The monk slowly walked into it while being watched by the evil ghost. He thought he would be stopped, but he never expected that the evil ghost did not make any move.

He mingled among the evil spirits, listening to the dragging of chains and the thundering whips of ghosts and gods.

Together we walked up the long steps and arrived in front of the main hall.

"Wang Qilang!"

"You have done many evil things during your lifetime, and your sins are serious. What you have done has violated Articles 132, 560, and 1,200 of the Underworld Law..."

"Come forward and be tried immediately!"

The monk looked up at the gloomy and dark hall, and faintly saw the deep silhouette of a ghostly uncle sitting on a towering giant chair.

Majestic and solemn, unusually cold.

There are two ghosts and gods standing on the left and right. They are burly like giant spirits and powerful as rainbows. They hold iron chains and steel forks in their hands. Their eyes are blazing and alert as they watch the evil ghost kneeling in the center of the hall.

This evil ghost has a withered body, a ferocious face, and a gloomy aura surrounding it.

His eyes flashed with fear and uneasiness, and he held his hands tightly, as if seeking some solace.

A long chain was wrapped around his back, tightly binding his body so that he could not move.

When the evil ghost heard what the ghost uncle said, his body could not help but tremble, and a look of despair flashed in his eyes when he raised his head.

"Uncle Ghost, I know that I have made a mistake, and I am willing to accept any punishment."

"But please give me a glimmer of hope so that this villain can change his ways."

However, the ghost uncle remained unmoved at all, and only a cold voice came from the darkness.

"Wang Qilang's merits, deeds, and sins are all combined, and his sins are so serious that he will be sent to the Hell of Fire and Oil for two hundred years!"

After hearing this, the evil spirit continued to argue and shouted loudly.
To be continued...