50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
"Let's go inside the mausoleum." Huo Zichu said.
"Huh?" Han Meng muttered. "Why… why go inside the mausoleum?" she asked. A trace of fear flashed in her eyes. "And it… it – it's already night… it's so dark…" she added. Her lips quivered.
Rourou and Lian Xiang are also puzzled. However, they could feel that strange feeling, and it's making them uneasy. Like something is about to happen… and it is bound to happen, which makes it so strange. Zhou Cheng and Peng Qian wanted to ask Huo Zichu, but they are afraid of this headstrong woman.
They are afraid of her retaliation against them. Huo Zichu observed their expression and the smile on her lips widened. Meanwhile, Huo Huainan remained silent, but he had already taken into consideration the behavior of each of Huo Ling's colleagues.