Winter Practice

This time when I returned to Yinhe, most of my really close relatives were no longer alive. In addition, with the urgency of the final exams, no one went out for fun and instead spent most of their time reviewing.

The extra two days of review time also allowed everyone to regain a little more confidence.

However, when they returned to Xinghe and saw the teacher's bright smile, they all had a bad feeling.

"The school has decided to give you a winter practice. Are you happy?"

Ten students:?

Yin Zian: "When? I only have 6 days off for winter vacation."

Their homeroom teacher stood in the sunlight, his hair gleaming golden. As if he had just remembered he hadn't watched the practice session, he slowly opened the website and said, "Oh, it won't be long, just two days."

"As for the start time..."

Under everyone's focused gaze, Jingyu waved his hand and led everyone to the school gate, making a "please" gesture with a calm voice.

"Now."

Ignoring everyone's doubts, Jingyu finally sped up his speech and took out a lottery stick box with 10 sticks in it.

"You'll get on the bus that has the number you draw. Once you're done with the practical, you can come back for the final exam. Class monitor, will you draw first?"

Yan Ning was also confused and just picked up a stick with "5" written on it.

Car No. 5 was glowing silver, and its body was painted with incomprehensible formations. Of course, the other cars also had rows of formations on them, and they looked almost the same.

Yan Ning didn't rush to get on the bus, but waited for other people's signatures.

Xi Zhou, like her, won car number 5.

Later, in order to facilitate the newly elected deputy squad leaders Jing Hong and Fu Linyuan, they drew car number 1.

Heshun and Yin Zian are car number 2.

Lu Lanting and Yu Huiyan are in car number 3.

Hua Shaoqing and Xu Suian are in car number 4.

The group didn't understand what they were going to do until they got on the bus.

There were already quite a few people on the bus, probably from other classes. Only the driver didn't look like a student.

The driver was a sweet-looking woman who greeted them while holding a lollipop in her mouth.

【Now that everyone is here, let’s go! 】

Yan Ning was still confused, so he randomly picked an angel classmate who looked friendly and asked him.

The student replied, "We're going for an internship. All of us sixth graders are going. We're boarding a Ghost Tribe bus and will soon be going to experience a Ghost Tribe company that's partnered with the school."

A string of question marks slowly appeared above Yan Ning's head.

At this time, the driver also spoke. "Hello everyone, I'm Mengpo Gan Tang, just call me Sister Gan Tang. When we get to the destination, you must obey me completely. Are you ready?"

It turns out that he was not the driver, but the team leader.

"Ready!"

Children in their teens are really full of energy, Yan Ning continued to sigh in his heart.

At the same time, Xi Zhou was confused and searched the Internet for related entries about winter practice and Meng Po, and then he got some clues.

As the name suggests, most ghosts are transformed from the souls of dead people. The so-called "Meng Po" is mainly responsible for issuing identity certificates to these souls and entering them into the system.

The first stop of their internship was "Yanluo Square", located in the outer suburbs of Tuyuan District, the capital of the ghost world. There were even many complex but broken formation patterns left there.

When Yan Ning asked, Gan Tang, the team leader, answered cheerfully, "These are powerful tools from times of unrest that can forcibly transform other creatures into ghosts. However, many people who become members of the ghost tribe don't feel a sense of belonging and are unwilling to serve them, so they quickly abandon their roles."

Yan Ning: Is it really appropriate to explain so loudly something that helps to increase the gap between different races?

Also, if you just let them die directly, why not come up with a formation to control people's minds?

Yan Ning looked around and found that no one seemed to care. Instead, they were more interested in Meng Po's work itself.

There didn't seem to be many people in Yama Square at the moment, but Gan Tang handed out a pair of glasses to everyone. After putting them on, they discovered that...

There aren't many people indeed.

Yan Ning thought that the death rate in Xinghe was too low, there were only a few ghosts.

On second thought, I feel that it is normal that there are fewer people. Otherwise, if a large number of people die every day and come to the ghost world, wouldn’t the ghost world have a population explosion and be unable to accommodate everyone?

Everyone was divided into two teams and stood on the left and right sides of Gan Tang. The students on the right were holding various candies that she had distributed. They smelled sweet and fragrant. If Gan Tang had not made it clear before distributing them that they could not be eaten, they would have stuffed them into their mouths as soon as they got them.

Yan Ning watched Gan Tang recite a long string of spells, and then these souls gradually solidified and could be seen even without glasses.

It is said that this is "reshaping the ghost body".

Gan Tang said, "Life and death are intertwined, sorrow and joy coexist. Welcome to the ghost realm. If you still have not understood the mysteries of the mortal world, please go to the left. If you do not wish to delve into the past, please go to the right. Of course, if your wish has been fulfilled and you do not wish to return, you may leave now."

After that, they also spontaneously split into two teams. The "person" on the right even begged for candy in front of the group of students. As for those who just walked away, there was no one yet.

That's right, Yan Ning thought. A good death is worse than a miserable life. Why bother with the shattering of souls when you can just be a ghost? -- Gan Tang had said that if you didn't want to be a ghost, you wouldn't be reincarnated, but would die and disappear.

Those who walk to the right hope to forget their past, and after eating Meng Po candy, their wish will come true.

Yan Ning watched them eat the candy and whispered to Xi Zhou, "I thought it was Meng Po soup, concentrated."

Gan Tang explained, "It used to be soup, but making soup was too inefficient. Now they're all making sugar on the Mengpo factory assembly line, which is efficient and convenient, and allows us to finish get off work quickly."

The children suddenly understood and started taking notes.

Yan Ning didn’t understand. No, what’s so memorable about the assembly line?

Jinghong, who drew car number 1, was also confused, thinking that perhaps these kids were just good students who memorized everything they went to. The God of Love governs the seven emotions and six desires, with the busiest areas being mental health and relationship.

The internship location that car No. 1 is heading to is the place where "fate" is managed, located in Fengqingwan, a small town in the Nitian District of the capital of the divine world.

As for "marriage," that is, marriage, there are affairs centers in every place.

"I'm here to ask for wealth."

"Don't come in if you want money, next one."

Jinghong held up his head, almost tired of saying "next".

They are here to help screen out those who are not suitable for seeking emotional relationships.

God knows why so many people seeking wealth come here to pray. Is it because the God Realm is missing a God of Wealth and has nowhere to worship?

"Why doesn't money matter? I love money and am seeking fate with money. Why are you unwilling to help me?" The man was not convinced and insisted on going in.

At this time, the person inside came out and gave a reasonable explanation: "Sir, there is really no way to make money here, otherwise I wouldn't work here."

Jinghong thought it made sense. Thinking about it this way, it made sense that there wasn't a God of Wealth. If someone truly had abundant fortune, would they still be willing to go to work every day and share their wealth?

Fu Linyuan, who was sitting inside helping to take notes, took the opportunity to start memorizing. God knows he had just started reviewing two days ago and thought he still had enough time, but he was forced to do an internship.

He flipped through two pages of the book and began to daydream.

Speaking of which, he found that the things here looked particularly familiar as soon as he got off the car. After thinking about it, he saw the white-haired boy waving at him and the little orange on his shoulder on a date again, and finally remembered that this was the place he accidentally came to during the previous school anniversary.

Because of its good name, beautiful scenery, and the fact that the God of Fate works here, everyone thinks that young couples will eventually get married if they hang out here for a while, so it has become a dating destination.

They are different as a couple, they go out on dates every day.

Fu Linyuan thought this way, but still didn't understand how a person could go on a date with Orange. In the morning, he almost fell behind because he was thinking too much.

Suddenly, he heard the door open again. Fu Linyuan quickly regained his composure and said, "Fill in your name, birthday, ID number, and contact information."

"Can you please look up and see if you are a customer?" When Yuanshen heard these words, he knew that he was absent-minded.

When he returned to his seat, he picked up Fu Linyuan's notebook to check whether the contents were correct.

He looked through it and found nothing wrong, then tapped Fu Linyuan's forehead and said quietly, "It costs a lot of money to help someone, you must not get the wrong person, otherwise if they ask for compensation, the compensation will be double the fee."

"Will we get paid for our internship here?" Fu Linyuan asked quickly.

"Yes." Yuan Shen said, "Isn't the experience you gain your salary?"

Fu Linyuan was speechless.

He wondered, what was the significance of this winter practice?

Yeah, what's the point?

Yin Zian, who was in charge of compiling the Book of Life and Death in the Demon Realm's Reciprocating Pavilion, was almost fed up because only the Demon of Life could see everyone's life and death. Therefore, the life and death records of the eight clans were all handed over to him.

My family, eight clans, do you know how many people there are in total? And people are dying every minute!

Moreover, the ways of death are all kinds of strange. Apart from dying of old age and dying of illness, there are those who suffocate to death while competing with others to see who can hold their breath longest, those who want to go out for adventure and are killed by meteorites, and some who are poisoned by their own food because it tastes too bad.

Yin Zi'an and Heshun's hands were almost broken from writing, and they didn't even have the energy to continue laughing at other people's outrageous deaths.

Yin Zian just felt that if she died today, it must be due to sudden death from exhaustion.

If he met Yan Ning and the others, the conclusion that Yan Ning had just reached about the low mortality rate would probably be immediately ruined.

Those who can reshape their ghost bodies will never appear in the Book of Life and Death unless they do not want to be ghosts.

In other words, in this galaxy, only when the soul is scattered can it be called "death".

Even after hearing the team leader's explanation, Yan Ning disagreed. Why wouldn't someone be considered dead if they came back to life? If there was a debate or something, he'd definitely have a good debate.

Among so many winter practices, the most special one is the place where Yu Huiyan and Lu Lanting are located - the sacred site of the spirit tribe.

It is said that there is communication with the Fourteen Origins, and those who are lucky can resonate with them.

Lu Lanting believes that these "fourteen origins" have more connotations of gods in Chinese culture than the gods themselves.

He created the world, created all living things, is immortal, and like a legend, he looks down at the world and listens to their voices.

Of course, even at this point, based on the idea that seeing is believing and hearing is not, Lu Lanting still doubted the authenticity of these legends.

Lu Lanting originally thought that their practice this time was a bit like spending two days in a temple serving Buddha or immortals, but in fact it was not the case at all.

Because as soon as they entered, they felt an overly strong resonance.

Yu Huiyan's originally emerald green eyes flashed with dazzling golden light, and she said, "Yiting..."

Then she fell asleep.

Lu Lanting:?

She thought to herself, is this girl calling her? But her name is Lanting!

Without having time to think, Lu Lanting fell asleep.