Chapter 87: Tail Ship 05
"stop!"
The three were stopped at the street entrance of Xingfuli. A uniformed security guard looked at them unkindly and said, "People who just entered the ship today are not allowed to enter Xingfuli."
Tong Mian: “Why?”
He pulled out a huge blood-red bead and showed it to the security guard, "See? I have this!"
The security guard had never seen anyone take out such a huge red bead of pain, and his pupils trembled, and even his arrogant demeanor was restrained a little. But not long after, when he calmed down, he returned to his previous disdainful look, "Do you think you can sweep the tail ship with it? Xingfuli does not charge according to pain."
"Then according to what?"
The security guard waved his hands as if shooing away a fly, "Go away, ask someone else, bedbug, don't get in the way here."
After that, he shamelessly greeted a long convoy. The ship was still using ancient means of transportation, with tall and fine horses pulling exquisite carriages. Looking at the cautious posture of the security guards, it was as if this was a Rolls-Royce among carriages.
The car door opened, and two girls with delicate makeup walked out. Without even looking at the security guard who was kneeling on the ground to greet them, they said arrogantly, "Today's banquet venue is too far away. You won't let us walk the rest of the way by ourselves, right?"
The security guard lowered his head even more, "Hey, how could it be possible, how could it be possible!"
"You two young ladies come from a first-rate happy family. The Lin family is a well-deserved wealthy family. Everyone on the ship has heard about how your parents got together. They are a rare loving couple on the ship, a model couple!"
"You have unrivaled beauty and virtue, and you are still privately supporting those hopeless poor people... Alas, the original intention of the ship owner to build Happiness Lane was to let all the good things gather here... The door of Happiness Lane is open to people like you, young lady!"
"Alright, alright." The girl coughed and held out her hand, "Take us over there quickly."
"I heard that the ship owner will also be here tonight. Is that true?"
"That's right! Miss is really well-informed. The ship owner will come with his wife tonight. Tonight will be the prelude to the future competition..."
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The elegant figure disappeared into the distance.
Jiang Yuelu retracted her gaze. The three of them had been ignored from beginning to end. Now a cool breeze blew the leaves past, making it look extremely desolate. How could they enjoy themselves comfortably on the boat as the woman's voice had said when they got on board?
Tong Mian beat his chest and scolded her for lying, but Jiang Yuelu didn't think so.
"This is more in line with my understanding of the ghost market." Ji Hongcha was arrogant, Qin Xue was an accomplice to evil, the ghosts on the boat were insidious and cunning, the female voice said that the tail-carrying ship was a paradise that everyone longed for, and they automatically brought it in on the boat, but they didn't know that these words were not actually said to themselves.
"Don't forget. We are human beings." Jiang Yuelu looked up. The magnificent buildings in Xingfuli were reflecting the light of the starry sky, looking like a dream and very unreal.
"This place is paradise for ghosts. What do they do to be happy?"
Tong Mian and Leng Wenhan's minds automatically flashed with the explanation of their college teacher: ghosts, killing for fun, cheating is addictive, excitement and danger are the source of their happiness.
Tong Mian sighed, "What should I do then?"
He looked at this big useless bead of his. Apart from using it as a stool under his buttocks, could it have any other use?
Moreover... he really thought he could be of great use, and he was a little happy just now. Jiang Yuelu brought him in without telling his uncle and added him to his team. He would inevitably be punished after returning. At least in this mission, he should be of some help to Jiang Yuelu, right?
Jiang Yuelu didn't notice that his teammates were in a daze, and he decided on the next plan without thinking.
"Let's proceed as planned and attend the banquet tonight."
Tong Mian came back to his senses, "But how do we get in? We were stopped just now." Leng Wenhan also looked at him worriedly.
"This is easy." Jiang Yuelu pondered, "Just now he said that people who just entered the ship today are not allowed to enter. How did he know that we are the ones who just entered today?"
"What's the difference between us and the people on the ship?"
They looked into the distance and saw that Happiness was luxurious but deserted, while the street outside was quite lively with many people coming and going.
There was a mark on everyone's face, like a living birthmark, a lively face that would constantly change its expression when looking at them, as if a second small face had grown on the sun's surface. They watched a thin young man walk to the door of the restaurant, hesitating, as if he didn't dare to step in.
There was a clear pouting look on his face, which was consistent with his down-and-out temperament.
Tong Mian was excited, "Oh my god, what a wonderful thing this is that I have never seen before!"
He was naturally curious, but because of his poor health, his uncle and other elders always asked him to stay in the valley to recuperate. However, he was tired of the chores of processing information, so occasionally he would ask his relatives in the clan to let him work for a day at the college reporting office.
The witchcraft students who reported for admission would first undergo a qualification review by their witch doctor clan, and he would be able to hear many fantastic and dangerous experiences from the mouths of these students who had just finished the test.
They were gloomy and miserable, and kept asking if they wanted this blessing. But he was actually really envious...
When can we participate in the process instead of listening to others tell us?
This thought has been lingering in Tong Mian's mind.
Now he followed Jiang Yuelu into the ghost market, saw the ghost ship along the way, and then ascended to this huge ship... Now he can see a second living face appear on a person's face, how lucky he must be! Tong Mian ran out, but didn't pay attention to his feet, and he tripped and rolled down the slope.
Leng Wenhan: "..."
"I'll bring him back." He chased after him coldly.
"Hello?"
Jiang Yuelu greeted the decadent young man who was lingering at the door. The man raised his eyelids and looked at him listlessly: "Today is the same as yesterday. Here comes another group of dreamers."
"I was just across the street, and the security guard could tell at a glance that I came from outside." Jiang Yuelu asked, "How did you recognize me? I thought we were well disguised."
When chatting with strangers, some appropriate ignorance will make them want to talk freely and give advice. Jiang Yuelu grew up among a group of smart people and is well aware of this interpersonal communication skill.
The young man snorted, "Disguise? Can you fake the marks on your face? This kind of identity certificate is only available on the stern ship."
Jiang Yuelu humbly asked: "Where can I apply for this identity certificate?"
"You've asked the right person. The daughter-in-law of my great aunt's niece's neighbor works at the city's personnel registration office. People like you who come from outside must register there first. As for... whether you can get a smiley face, that depends on your own luck."
Speaking of this, the young man seemed to recall his sad past. He saw the crying face on his sunglass through the transparent glass and couldn't help muttering: "I also had a smiling face before..."
The person behind the glass wanted to step forward to solicit business, "Why are you standing outside, sir? Why don't you come in and sit down?..." But when he saw the young man's face with faint traces of tears behind his hands, he couldn't help but become cold. Before he could say anything to drive him away, the young man ran away in a panic.
"Hmph. What bad luck."
The waitress glanced at the street and said, "Hey, wasn't there another customer just now? He looked pretty good... Hmm, could it be that he has done too much work and has an illusion?"
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The city registry.
The registration center is not far from Xingfuli, and is a European-style circular castle. Speaking of this, Jiang Yuelu noticed that the architecture of the ship was a mixture of European and Chinese styles, and more than half of the people on the ship were of foreign descent with blond hair and blue eyes. He had thought about similar questions before. Do Chinese and Western people go to the same underworld after death?
It seems that everyone loves each other after death, which really proves the saying: "The earth is our home!"
He held the unconscious Tong Mian in one hand and walked into the hall of the castle with Leng Wenhan.
It was called the Registration Center, and the layout of the hall was indeed very similar to that of a card processing center. He followed the sign to the center counter, and the person standing behind the counter was not a ghost with green teeth and red face, but a staff member with a professional smile that could be seen everywhere in the city.
Very normal. Quite normal.
But being normal actually makes it seem abnormal.
There is something indescribably strange about this stern ship.
Jiang Yuelu sat down at the workbench. "Hello, we are on board today and need to apply for three identity certificates."
"Three, right?" The staff member smiled and said, "Please fill out the form here first."
She handed over three forms.
Jiang Yuelu took a quick glance and found that in addition to the common columns such as height, weight, and gender, there were also blanks such as "how did they die", "how old were they when they died", and "is there anyone else at home" which were very suitable for filling in the blanks in the ghost market.
Before they came, the college helped to forge a posthumous tablet certificate, so they didn't have to worry about being investigated.
After filling in the information provided by the academy one by one, Jiang Yuelu collected the forms of the other two and handed them to the staff member who was waiting on the side with a smile.
After she took the watch, she fed it to a golden cat beside her. The cat opened its dead eyes and chewed for a long time before swallowing it. Then she raised her head and said, "No problem. Please follow me, the three of you."
Then she took Jiang Yuelu and others to a row of small houses.
Those huts look like the automatic cameras at the ID card processing center, but they are not square. Instead, they are dark red rooms that resemble giant fungi, with strange spots all over the outer walls. People with trypophobia would never step into those rooms even if they die.
The staff member smiled and held out his hand. "Please enter the room in the order you submitted your forms just now and complete the inspection. This is to confirm your happiness values. Only after confirmation can we stamp your card."
"Happiness value?" Jiang Yuelu muttered to herself and walked into the first cabin.
There were also countless dark spots of different sizes on the walls inside, which contrasted with the deep red background, as if countless pairs of eyes of different sizes were staring at him. After he stood up, the "door" that was only wide enough for one person to pass through slowly closed.
The combined state is extremely eerie and strange.
It looked like the crimson walls stretched and lengthened, slowly filling up the gaps. They "held hands" like they were alive, making a "gurgling" sound. Jiang Yuelu couldn't help but be on guard, and the talisman paper he brought from the academy slipped out of his hand. But after about a minute, there was no movement in the "Crimson House".
The voice of the staff came from outside.
"Okay, everyone can come out now."
The gap in the door slowly appeared again, and the staff member smiled and said, "We only have one last step left for registration."
"What is the most——"
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Yuelu felt a sudden burning sensation on his forehead, as if he had been hit by a not-so-hot iron.
Tong Mian and Leng Wenhan also suffered the same "attack". The two well-trained people used their weapons without thinking. Leng Wenhan was as fast as lightning, while Tong Mian lagged behind slightly and grabbed the invading "murderer".
It was funny to say that the murderer was actually just a crimson iron object sticking out from the roof. Its texture reminded Jiang Yuelu of the rusty [Transportation Scale] he saw when he boarded the ship.
“Two, two!” Seeing that the lifeblood of the registration office was being held in the palms of Tong Mian and the others, the fake smiles on the faces of the staff members shattered with a snap. “It was just a [stamp] just now, the last step to complete the level. It’s not - it’s not to hurt you!”
"ah?"
Tong Mian glanced at the iron tool swinging wildly in his hand, "This thing hit me on the forehead, are you sure it's okay?" No doctor would honestly give his body to a stranger to mark.
——It’s still a strange iron thing!
Leng Wenhan was not pretending at all. He was still pinching the one that attacked Jiang Yuelu.
The staff was about to cry, "This is a tool used to measure happiness, just like the [Fortune Scale]. There is nothing more precious than the abacus in the Eighteenth Shop in the world... If it breaks, you can't afford to pay for it even if you have 100 of them, okay?"
Tong Mian shouted: "Huh? But he is in the palm of my hand, I am alone——"
Jiang Yuelu stopped him and said, "Okay, we still have business to attend to."
Leng Wenhan let go of his hand in a flash, and Tong Mian was reluctant to let go for a long time, but he had no choice but to let go as well. Seeing him looking back again and again with great attachment, the staff was afraid that this group of lunatics would cause trouble again, so they quickly covered the [stamping device] and fled, and even threw the registration certificate to them from a distance.
"Welcome to visit us next time——"
Bullshit! I wish I never see these evil spirits again!
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After a moment.
The three people stood at the door, admiring each other's forehead "tattoos".
"Three smiling faces." Jiang Yuelu commented: "Very good."
"Although our smiles are not very cheerful and cannot compare to Wen Han's..."
Leng Wenhan hurriedly said: "You will definitely become more powerful than me!"
Jiang Yuelu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted his head, "Okay, I hope so too. Well, this way we can go to the banquet tonight, I hope it's still in time."
The three of them had not yet anticipated how much trouble they would cause tonight, and how chaotic and embarrassing their appearance would make the dinner party that countless people were looking forward to. Some people were happy to see this happen, some people ignored it, and some people looked up and waited for the gods to come.
Their names...will soon become known throughout this airship.
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