The Yin Cao Jifu also conformed to the times and started modern office work, but this made it difficult for some souls who were waiting for reincarnation…

Fake files

< br/>Wang Liansheng was the director of the bureau before he was alive. He has properties in three cities. In winter, he goes to Sanya to celebrate the New Year, and in summer he goes to Harbin to escape the heat. This little life is moist.

Not wanting to be happy and sad, Wang Liansheng drank too much alcohol once, suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and died. After the funeral, Wang Liansheng’s soul went straight to the service hall of the Yin Cao Difu to go through the household registration procedures. He has heard people say that the Yin Cao Jifu is the same as the human world. If you can’t enter the household, you will not be allocated a house. In the future, you can only be a lonely ghost and will never be able to reincarnate.

Wang Liansheng walked into the service hall and saw that the Yincao Difu was quite modern. It was co-working and one-stop service! Signs were hung at the door: Life and Death Office, Household Office, Surgery Office, Real Estate Office, Reincarnation Office, Verification Office, Yan Wangye Office…

Wang Liansheng walked in with his portfolio After entering the household office, the office was a black-faced judge. Wang Liansheng respectfully handed the file up. The black-faced judge opened it and his face immediately sank: “Your file has been tampered with and is suspected of falsification. No!” After speaking, he threw the file out. Wang Liansheng hurriedly picked up the file and used his pre-birth skills. He argued: “I really haven’t changed it. Please do well, raise your hand and let me go.” The judge pointed his finger and said, “Don’t be sophistry! People! While watching the sky, we can see everything you do!” Wang Liansheng was speechless and lowered his head.

It turned out that five years ago, Wang Liansheng saw that he had reached his age, but he was still a deputy director. He didn’t want to retire immediately, so he spent money to make the file five years younger. Unexpectedly, this became a stumbling block for entering the house. Although he later made millions more in the position of director, he didn’t spend it, and it became his son’s legacy. He regretted it, and knew why he was today.

Wang Liansheng walked out of the service hall helplessly, ramming around like a headless fly, never finding a place to stay. At this time, I met a ghost head-on. The ghost was strong and dressed in plain clothes. In the human world, Wang Liansheng has never been close to such a person, but now it is different. He has no friends, so he has to smile and approach him: “Excuse me, there are some new ghosts who have not entered the house like me. Where?” The old ghost glanced at him and said, “You haven’t entered the house yet? You can only live in the dark and damp fox cave and rabbit den.” Wang Liansheng nodded and handed a cigarette, and asked: “Like I’m like this. My age doesn’t match the file. How can I enter the household?” The old ghost said, “Go to the Human Archives Department to correct it and issue a certificate before entering the household.”


Wang Liansheng was dumbfounded and had nowhere to go, so he had to walk towards the wilderness. At the beginning, he ate the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, wore designer clothes, and lived in luxury