Chapter 73: Song Yi with Yin-Yang Eyes
How much does it cost?
The man in the baseball cap glanced at Ning Huanxin and said, "Our express company travels between the living world and the underworld. We are the transit station between the two worlds. We deliver your express for free, but please, young lady, you must give us a five-star rating, because we earn credit points from the underworld. Every year, the underworld conducts a professional assessment, which is fair, just and effective, and much more efficient than our human world."
we?
Ning Huanxin caught the words from the man's mouth: "You, you are also a human?"
"yes."
The man suddenly raised his head, revealing a young face. He looked to be in his twenties, with a pale and thin complexion, and fairly regular facial features. He was the kind of person who would be unrecognizable if lost in a crowd of people.
It's just that this man has a pair of very special eyes.
When seeing these eyes, Ning Huanxin subconsciously thought of Yang Annuan.
"Your eyes..."
"My eyes can see ghosts." The man smiled at Ning Huanxin nonchalantly, "These are Yin-Yang eyes, also called Heavenly Eyes. All humans with these eyes are either accepted into the Xuanmen to become cultivators, or like me, they are absorbed by the various departments of the underworld stationed in the human world and become people who wander between the Yin and Yang worlds."
At this point, the man suddenly blinked at Ning Huanxin: "Of course, I'm actually... just a courier, my name is Song Yi."
Song Yi, 28 years old, was a young man who had been unlucky for more than 20 years. Now, he works at Huangquan Express and is a glorious... courier boy.
When a person dies, does everything end? In fact, death is never the end.
Hate continues, love continues, and longing continues.
Huangquan Express can transmit the longings of the living world and the ties of the underworld to people (ghosts) in another world.
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Song Yi?
Ning Huanxin glanced at Song Yi and couldn't help but introduce herself: "My name is Ning Huanxin. By the way, Brother Song, can these things really be automatically packed as long as I scan them?"
"Um?"
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Song Yi was stunned for a moment, because he was the one who did the automatic packing work on weekdays. Every courier had a special mobile phone that connected to the underworld, and could convert these things in the world into things in the underworld by scanning the code.
"Your phone..."
At this time, Song Yi realized that although Ning Huanxin's mobile phone looked very ordinary, Song Yi's eyes flashed and he still saw something unusual in the phone.
"What's wrong with my phone?" Ning Huanxin couldn't help but ask.
Song Yi just shook her head: "Just scan it, I'll send it right away."
"OK."
Ning Huanxin excitedly took out her mobile phone, found the scan function in WeChat, and scanned the pile of gifts on the ground. As a result, the things scanned in really turned into gift packages in an instant and were actually displayed on Ning Huanxin's mobile phone.
At this time, Song Yi came over, took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, and Ning Huanxin's gift package appeared in Song Yi's mobile phone.
"Where is the delivery address?"
Song Yi suddenly asked Ning Huanxin a question.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Delivery address?
Ning Huanxin thought about it and realized that she only knew Hei Wuchang's address.
"Wait for me!"
She immediately went to the group to ask for everyone's opinions, then privately messaged Hei Wuchang, listed out how many things she had bought and who they were given to, and then sent it to Hei Wuchang.
In this way, Ning Huanxin only needs to mail all the things to Hei Wuchang's office. After all, he works in the office of the underworld and has some power, which is much better than the average ghost. It is said that once the things arrive at his place, it will be much safer and faster than sending them to the receiving office of the underworld.
(End of this chapter)