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The railway station in Yanluo City is not as crowded as Banpuduo, and it is very empty. After the three of us got off the train with a group of ghost messengers, the train rumbling towards a direction called Huangquan Road.

There was actually a black sedan waiting for us at the train station, and we didn't say anything. After the three of them got in the car, there was a ghost in their thirties in the car, who seemed to be the driver. The car drove for about ten minutes and drove into Yanluo City.

Yan Luo City is still the same, it is covered in gray everywhere, and the pedestrians on the road lower their heads, without talking, and doing their own things, which is a bit quiet.

"Huizi, you and Lao Liu get off here. I have to go to do a serious business. Just follow Lao Liu to see the Three Lives Stone." My master asked the driver to stop by the side of the road. I nodded, and after getting off with Uncle Liu, the car drove away.

"Huizi, go and see the Three Lives Stone." Uncle Liu was about to find a taxi after he said that, and I shook my head quickly, "Oh, I finally came to the underworld once, how could I do the serious business directly? If I don't go to play, how can I be worthy of myself?"

"No, uncle, didn't you say you wanted to go to a library before? Let's go to read books first." I didn't go to the book for it. Li Bai was there. Last time I came to see my brother and Jiaju, I thought it was awesome, and I could brag about it with them after I went back. Now I'll talk to Li Bai. Wouldn't I have more capital to brag when I go back?

"Haha, I knew you, a kid, would say that. I was similar to you at that time. No, it should be that the people who just lived in the underworld were similar to you, and they would go to find celebrities like Li Bai to sign autographs or something!"

Liu Peng said: "Actually, don't be too strange. When you die, you will know that celebrities are worthless in the underworld, because those who have outstanding achievements in modern times will have priority residence in the underworld. Like Li Bai, this guy is not bad. He has worked in the library for many years and has to become the deputy owner!"

"When you are on this street, sometimes you may be a celebrity when you see someone who sweepers the street. Let's go, the library is not far from here." Uncle Liu took me away.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I stopped in front of a library. The library was very large, six stories high, with people coming and going, and it seemed that there were quite a lot of people. There were still a queue at the door before entering.

However, Uncle Liu was a ghost messenger, so he led me into the swagger. As soon as I entered, I saw a ghost who looked like a tour guide, holding a small flag and a trumpet and said: "This is where ancient poets such as Li Bai and Wang Juyi work. The construction of this library was very expensive when the Song Dynasty was built. We can also let you meet Mr. Li Bai and shake hands later..."

"What is this? Is there a tourism industry in the underworld?" My eyes were about to pop out. Uncle Liu nodded and pointed at the ghosts who were wearing a small yellow hat and were taken by the tour guide and said, "These are people who do not have the right to live in the underworld, but as long as they pay a sum of money, they can still visit the underworld for a while. Before they die, they can also see a bunch of celebrities, and they spend only some underworld coins, so the business is very prosperous!"

The ghosts looked quite positive and optimistic, and they were not as sad as they died. They kept expressing their surprise at the underworld.

After Uncle Liu said that, he took my hand and walked up the picture. The library was very big and there were books everywhere. However, I had never read many books at all. Uncle Liu introduced: "These books are not available in the world. They were all written by some poets after they came down!"

When we arrived at the sixth floor, there were a lot fewer people, but the decoration was much more luxurious. At this time, there was a high platform in the middle of the bookcases, and the people led by the tour guide were shook hands with him one by one.

"This is Li Bai." I looked at the one on the stage wearing a black suit, with a big head combed, with a greasy face, a little fat, and with gold-rimmed glasses. She looked like a little rich businessman. Although there were a lot of wrinkles on her face, she felt that she was only forty years old at most. Didn't he say he was sixty when he died? This person was really younger and younger as he lived.

"Otherwise, this guy is said to be as thin as a firewood when he first came down. After living a good life over the years, he will naturally be full of greasy faces." After Uncle Liu finished speaking, he went straight to the lineup and pulled me to Li Bai and said, "Old Li, another fan of yours!"

Originally, I thought Li Bai would be like in ancient times, but he raised his head and pushed his glasses, and smiled and said, "Who did I think it was? Xiao Liu, little brother, do you want to sign an autograph? There is also a collection of ancient poems I signed. It seems that you are Lao Liu's friend, I will give you one!"

After saying that, I also found a book and a photo and handed it to me. I looked at the book and photos. There were really signatures. If this book was brought to the living room, it would probably be a problem to auction hundreds of millions of dollars. I was ashamed. Of course, the premise is that someone must believe that this is Li Bai’s signature book.

I won’t talk about the book anymore, it looks a bit like the ancient charm. In this photo, Li Bai is wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and it’s strange that others can believe it is Li Bai.

I laughed dryly. No matter what, this is the intention of my senior. After holding it up, I feel that it is not interesting. It is probably a bit different from what I imagined. I said, "It's not too late, so what, I'll say goodbye first!"

Walking out of the library, shook his head, the underworld is so modern. Liu Peng patted my shoulder and asked, "Is it a bit different from my imagination!"

"It's okay, but Li Bai suddenly wants to sign and take photos for you, and he feels a little obedient." I answered honestly.

"This world is like this, it has become too fast. In fact, the reason why the underworld is so modern is that the ancient ghosts like fresh things very much. Otherwise, even if you have lived in the underworld for thousands of years and your life remains unchanged, it would be very boring." Liu Peng patted my shoulder and said, "I will understand when you come down and live for hundreds of years!"

"I'm still my master's words. I can't wait for my whole life, haha." I laughed and stopped thinking about anything else, saying, "Uncle Liu, go and see the Three Life Stone. It's such a famous thing in the underworld. I hope there is no big gap between it and believe!"

"Yeah." Liu Peng nodded, recruited a taxi on the side of the road, and then said the three words "Three Lives Stone" to the master in the car. The master drove out of the city. Apart from the sea of ​​fog, there was a desert outside the city of Yanluo, which was similar to the Gobi Desert.
Chapter completed!