Cheng Qianxun walked all the way in.
This space is different from the underworld.
The underworld is endless darkness, but here is a light without a trace of gloom.
I don’t know whether it is because of the many negative ions or the soft light.
It makes people feel comfortable and happy every moment. feeling.
But how could she be so happy that she was about to be resurrected, but she was brought here.
It's like climbing over mountains and ridges, going through ups and downs, the end is right in front of you, but in the blink of an eye, it changes again.
And I don’t know where this runway leads, maybe it’s endless.
As I walked, a huge table made of clouds appeared in front of me, and behind the cloud table stood a two-winged angel.
Most of these angels have long hair and beautiful faces, and they are indistinguishable from male to female.
You have to speak to tell the difference by your voice.
The rank of angels may be related to their stature.
Seraphim such as Archangel Michael are more than three meters tall; while these two-winged angels are almost as tall as mortals.
The two-winged angels are also differentiated.
The angel at the door is much taller.
According to the angel at the door, there are three levels and nine levels.
So the lowest level of two-winged angels are divided into three levels.
He asked gently: "Please state your name, age of death and specific place."
I hate that this guy stands so high.
The gods in the heaven are always high above, but the angels at the bottom are all showing compassion for the world.
Cheng Qianxun said with a cold face: "Guess" The other party was stunned, maybe it was because he had met many faithful men and women, and this was the first time he met a cold-faced person.
After looking up and down, he said gently: "There are many souls reporting here and they need to be verified.
Please tell me your name, age, and place of death.
The more detailed the better."
After all, there are more than seven billion people on the earth, and seven or eight people will die every second.
Cheng Qianxun didn't believe it: "If you want to ask, ask Michael, he kidnapped me."
The other party was stunned for a moment, and then he still had a Virgin-like smile on his face: "How come it is impossible for the Archangel to kidnap you.
Can you tell me what happened?"
The service attitude is really good, much better than those at the business window service staff, but if you petition here, you will be beaten.
This time he really encountered a thorn.
Cheng Qianxun followed his example and looked him up and down.
Then he sneered: "The level is too low, too lazy to talk nonsense."
No matter how good-tempered he is, Cheng Qianxun will be annoyed now.
Cheng Qianxun took advantage of others' long faces and said: "Are you not satisfied?
Just kick me out of heaven.
Do you have the guts?"
"You" the angel almost got angry, but immediately turned around and took deep breaths.
After adjusting for a long time, he finally forced out a smile, turned around and explained to Patience: "I am here specifically to register the souls who come here.
After the registration is completed, if you do not meet the requirements, you will naturally not be able to enter; if you do, you will not be able to enter."
You can see any angel you want, including Lord Michael."
"No need to check, I don't meet the requirements."
Cheng Qianxun's short words made the angel's temper that had been suppressed rise again.
She also looked around: "I must be in the wrong place, please, how can I get to hell?"
" That angelic expression.
It's both annoying and funny.
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I've probably never seen such an undead spirit before.
At this time, an unusually tall figure appeared beside the cloud table.
He was so tall that he could be as tall as the angel standing on the cloud table: "Cheng Qianxun, just record a name."
When the angel saw it, his anger immediately disappeared.
He immediately picked up a quill and started writing: "Yes.
Lord Michael."
What he wrote could not be seen by Cheng Qianxun who was below.
The angel who appeared was Michael.
He lowered his head towards Cheng Qianxun and asked in a majestic tone, "Have you had enough?"
Cheng Qianxun argued: "It hasn't started yet."
Seraphs should have very high IQs, so there is no problem in talking while dancing.
Michael said: "It's useless for you to make trouble."
"Not necessarily."
Cheng Qianxun just wanted to become a new generation of demons, and planned to cause chaos in the heaven if he dared to keep her.
Michael's lips curled up into a meaningful smile.
He ordered the angel who was stunned: "Let her in."
Then he disappeared again.
The angel didn't need to say anything, she just went in on her own.
Keep walking forward, and there are actually people in front of you, many, many people.
Each of them was wearing linen robes and looked happy.
Queuing up.
Passing through an archway made of clouds, each person who passed by, regardless of gender or age, transformed into the appearance of a four or five-year-old child.
Cheng Qianxun was stunned when he saw it.
Behind the door was a huge amusement park.
It was so big that it was unimaginable and the end could not be seen.
There are various entertainment facilities made of clouds, including roller coaster-like slides, merry-go-rounds, and bumper cars. . .
Everything you can imagine is available, and it's bigger, more complete and more exciting.
And there are tens of thousands of souls that have become children, playing inside.
There is laughter everywhere, balloons made of clouds everywhere, and childish voices everywhere.
Just like everything in the book, everyone will become like children.
Cheng Qianxun did not line up and walked straight forward.
All the undead in line looked at her with strange and curious eyes.
When she reached the door, she stretched out her hand to touch it tentatively.
Sure enough, it is a barrier again, and you have to pass through this door to enter.
By the way, Pluto didn't mean that she could use the magic power in the underworld here.
Then try it She controlled her body with her mind, raised her hand and pressed it against the hard glass-like barrier on the surface, and began to float upward. . .
All the undead slowly raised their heads, raised their heads, and then raised their heads again.
Even those who were about to enter the queue stopped and looked up together.
Just soaring all the way up, Cheng Qianxun's hand was never able to enter the barrier.
Cursing secretly, why is this barrier so high?
Are you afraid of people escaping?
They were already flying into the air.
She looked down and saw that the people on the ground were as small as ants, and they were lined up like ants.
Looking further inside, the playground in front is far away, and the undead souls transformed into children inside seem to be not just tens of thousands, but millions.
Maybe the barrier moved with people, so she floated down helplessly, and the undead walked toward the door one after another, staring at her curiously every time they passed by.
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What should I do?
Although she has small breasts and is not tall, she is very unhappy to look like a child.
After Cheng Qianxun thought for a while, he moved his fingers and transformed into a coffin.
This coffin was designed according to European design concepts, with a shiny varnish on the outside and thick cushions and lace on the inside.
She raised her body suddenly, then lay down, folded her hands on her abdomen, closed her eyes and lay down.
It was a bit weird now.
All the eyes of the undead were fixed on the coffin and they continued to line up to go to the paradise.
An angel in charge guarding the door couldn't stand it anymore and ran over: "Sister, why are you lying here?"
Cheng Qianxun was still lying down, like a real corpse: "Don't you see, he is waiting to die."
The angel was angry and funny: "I'm sorry, maybe you can't accept it yet, but you are already dead.
But when you get to heaven, you will enter a better world."
"What is beautiful?"
Cheng Qianxun closed his eyes and said angrily: "Is there a man who likes women who love beauty?
If I can return to the underworld or the mortal world, but I am told that I can't restore my adult body, then my fiancé won't I don’t want to be a child until I stop working for at least fifteen years, I just want to be what I am now.”
Another angel who came over frowned: "How is the inspection at the door now?
Such a soul is also allowed in."
"They didn't let her in, I snuck in."
Anyway, as long as Cheng Qianxun could throw her out, she could crawl in.
"I'm going to see who let this woman in, and she obviously has magic power."
An angel said that he wanted to go out and investigate.
Cheng Qianxun quickly opened his eyes and sat up, startling the two angels.
She said seriously: "Don't check.
I sneaked in, but I can't get out.
Unless you have a grudge against the gatekeeper, then go ahead and check.
Otherwise, sneak me out again and make things worse."
It’s a trivial matter, not very good.”
Looking at the hesitation of these two angels, they were obviously persuaded.
Just when Cheng Qianxun was secretly happy, a tall figure appeared again. . .
As soon as she saw it, she lay down in the coffin in frustration, wishing she could really die.
"Lord Angel" The two angels immediately knelt down on one leg, feeling uneasy.
They were probably thinking about how to explain the current situation, but they were also baffled.
Michael looked down at Cheng Qianxun in the coffin, while two bewildered angels were kneeling beside the coffin.
Then he said to Cheng Qianxun in the coffin: "Children are the most innocent and innocent, isn't that good?"
Cheng Qianxun closed his eyes, rubbed his nose, and said angrily: "Why don't adults become children?"
Then he opened his eyes a little, glanced at Michael, and said with full sarcasm, "Isn't this more innocent?"
Then he closed it again.
Michael didn't speak anymore, and then Cheng Qianxun felt something was wrong.
When she opened her eyes, her body had already flown towards the cloud door that could turn the undead into children.
The two angels grabbed the sides of the coffin and threw her out of the coffin.
Unable to become a child, she tried to use her magic to stabilize her body and move back.
Unexpectedly, a foot from behind kicked her hard on the butt. . .
Judging from the shape and size of the feet, he must be Michael.
You're right, Michael is so sinister. . .
He turned out to be a sinister person, otherwise why would he still be there waiting for her undead to come out after losing, and then forcefully drag her to the heaven.
"Ah" she screamed in a long tone before being kicked into the door.
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Cheng Qianxun fell in and rolled on the ground like a ball for several times before stopping.
The first thing I did when I struggled to get up was to see if I had turned into a child.
When she stretched out her hand, it was still the same hand; the sportswear she wore didn't look too big, and she was pleased to find that she hadn't become smaller.
The two angels and many undead were stunned.
How could they go in without any change?
Cheng Qianxun touched the pendant at her neck to see if she had lost it when she fell in.
When her fingers touched the pendant, she understood the reason. . .
It was Hades, and it was this pendant that kept her soul intact
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