Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Self-cultivation of a Passerby Male Lead Chapter 228

"Correct, but how do you extradite?"

"This... isn't it just loading the soul on a ship and then transporting it?"

Wu also didn't understand Komachi's meaning. When he wanted to ask this question, it was the same as putting an elephant in the refrigerator. It was only three steps before and after.

"No, Wu Ye, you missed one of the most important links."

With that said, Komachi made an OK gesture with his free left hand:

"The god of death transports the souls of the dead to the other shore to collect ferry money."

"……Oh."

"Hey, you fellow, did you despise us as gods of death just now."

The same goes for Wu who smirked irritably, Komachi curled his lips and said:

"I said, this is a very important thing. Hell's financial situation is very bad. Otherwise, why do you think there are so many shops in Zhongyou. If we ferrymen don't work hard, what if we go bankrupt? "

"Ah ha ha……"

The first time I heard about the financial situation in Hell, Wu Ye's expression on his face suddenly became a little bit exciting.

"Money is a very important thing."

Staring at Takeya in a preaching posture, Komachiyu said earnestly:

"Wu Ye, you'd better remember that ferry money has more important meaning, and it is related to whether the undead as passengers can reach the other side safely."

"Huh? Is there anything else I can't make?"

"Of course there is."

Looking at Takeya making a fuss, Komachi was stunned and then explained:

"The ferry money is the total amount of the soul’s property before death. If there is more, the road to the other side will become shorter. If there is less, the road will become longer. If a soul’s property is zero, then we will directly It was thrown into the river."

"...Throw it, throw it into the river?"

Unbelievably glanced at the weird rivers on both sides, Wu also swallowed and asked:

"What happens if you are thrown in?"

"Hehe."

Komachi looked at Takeya with a faint smile and said:

"Just below Santuhe is the deepest layer of hell. You said what would happen if you were thrown into it, ah, by the way, Santuhe is not allowed to swim, which means that as long as you leave the ship, you will be completely finished. Oh."

"..."

This is too sloppy, no, too terrible!

The river water, which was originally weird, is now full of unknown aura in Wu Ye's eyes. He silently shrank his body toward the center of the boat, and then asked:

"Um, Komachi, how did you calculate the total wealth of the soul just now? Is it the savings?"

"It doesn't refer to the property owned during the lifetime."

Komachi shook his head and said:

"The property that a soul can own refers to the sum of money that its close people are willing to spend for him after it dies."

"Is there any money to burn for the funeral?"

"That's about it."

Komachi nodded, then jokingly said to Takeya:

"So remember to make more friends when you go back, so after you die, you might become a rich man among the undead."

"Eh……"

He turned his gaze away disgustingly. Although this is indeed a very important matter, but after thinking about it, Wu Ye found that it was not right. He was not yet dying, so he had to think about what he was going to do so early!Almost dried this bowl of broken chicken soup...

Chapter 20—The Judge of Hell

"Well, haven't you arrived yet? Komachi, didn't you say it will be soon?"

"This is already the fastest speed."

"But, I can't see the other shore at all."

"Nonsense, how can you see the fog on the river?"

"...There is a reason."

I don’t know how long I spent on Komachi’s boat, five minutes?ten minutes?In short, Wu Ye's state has changed from being curious and excited at the beginning to being bored and stomachache now.

Seeing an Erlang's leg dangling from the reed branch he had just brought to his clothes, Wu Ye shook his leg and hurriedly urged to himself:

"So slow, so boring..."

"Wu Ye, you fellow..."

Komachi shook his head helplessly. From ancient times to the present, this is the first "dead" who can be sent across the river by the god of death in this way?

"Right, Komachi."

Knowing the other's carefree character, Wu Ya no longer be cautious, and asked casually:

"Anyway, idleness is also idleness, can you tell me some stories?"

"...Hey, what do you think of the ferry god of death?"

Although she complained like this, it was obvious that Komachi was also unwilling to be lonely, so she asked honestly:

"Then what story do you want to hear."

"Whatever, ferry the undead, communicate with some famous deceased... By the way, the opportunity is rare. You can tell me about the Hades?"

"Hammer? Do you mean Lord Four Seasons?"

"Yes, that's the one. The name seems to be called, Amasanadu?"

"It's Shiji Yingji, right? Amasanadu is the name of the position held by Master Shiji."

"Yes, it's her."