Yan Qinqing suppressed her desire to vomit blood, pulled her lips at the ghosts who were still looking at her, pressed her hand down, and motioned for them all to sit down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that the ghosts sat down one after another, they began to talk freely again, and turned their eyes to the woman who was still smiling at them.

It's really a headache, how do you answer? Oh, Xiao Hei is waiting for me to send chrysanthemums at home.

Ahh

She had a little sorrow on her face, just hoping that Bai Wuchang's appearance was high enough, so she fooled her and glanced at Bai San on her side slightly.

Bai San, who was on the road, took a step forward and looked at the woman with a smile, "Xiao Po, follow the old rules." ”

Ah, little woman, is it really Meng Po? Meng Po is so beautiful?

Yan Qinqing suppressed her surprised and a little faintly gossipy, peeked at her, and quickly looked around, thinking about where to sit and listen to the ghosts chatting.

Meng Po glanced up and down at Yan Qinqing with a suspicious expression, leaned closer to Bai San and asked softly, "What's wrong with Xiao Bai today?" As he spoke, his gaze swept over Yan Qinqing's face again.

Bai San sighed lightly, saw Yan Qinqing sitting at the table in the corner of the store, and whispered in Meng Po's ear: "It's not for the matter of the hundred ghosts walking at night after half a month, you said that this matter was originally nothing to do with our adults, if it weren't for those two guys asking for leave." This got our lords in that round. Speaking ......"

"Okay, I see, old rules. Meng Po didn't have the patience to listen to this and started the conversation, the silk handkerchief swept his face, turned back to the guy in the shop and shouted, "Lord Bai's old rules." ”

A dull male voice came from inside, "Bah." Got it!"

Bai San turned his head to look at the cow's head at the door of the store that was helping to grind like a donkey, and bowed slightly, "Lord Niu is busy?"

The bull head turned his head to see that it was him, the bull's eyes glared, he lowered his head suddenly, and shouted: "Moo!" The speed of grinding was accelerated, so fast that the beans were about to fly, and the bean juice was coming out endlessly.

Meng Po stood beside the bull and waved his silk handkerchief at Bai San repeatedly, "Go, go, scare my calf so much that he can't speak." ”

Bai San sighed boredly, shook his head with his hands behind his back, "I don't like to chat, it's really boring." Slowly pacing to Yan Qinqing's side.

Yan Qinqing looked at the store with an expressionless face, but after seeing the whole process of the bull's expression, she was about to burst with laughter in her heart. Trying to hold back a smile, his eyes swept over the bull's head, it seems that this guy has been tortured by these words, and he shouldn't be a competitor if he has a memory, right?

She looked like a good leader and beckoned to Bai San, "Sit down." ”

With respect on his face, Bai San did not hesitate to move, and quickly sat down, "Okay." ”

Yan Qinqing sat on the bench, staring at the teacups and teapots on the wooden table, listening to what the ghosts around him were chatting about.

Bai Sanyi saw her staring at the teapot expressionlessly, quickly got up and poured half a cup of tea for her, and turned on the chatter mode again, "It's not that adults don't love this tea." Could it be that you feel thirsty when you take a nap this time? Speaking of which, it's still a black adult's ......."

Yan Qinqing automatically blocked this guy's verbosity back and forth with a sense of accomplishment, listening to the boring chatter next to him, it turned out that no matter where he was, the male ghost would always be a beautiful female ghost in his mouth, just like a man always thinking about the goddess in his mouth.

Most of the female ghosts' mouths are casual chatter, chatting with women, going east and west, and after a while, they are crooked.

"Hey, did you hear that? I made trouble on the bridge yesterday. There is a yin who is clamoring to be reincarnated, scolding and disgusting with the task of choosing something. ”

"I've heard of this. What do you think he dislikes? They don't have any difficult tasks lately. ”

"Who knows. From time to time, there is some yaksha making trouble about this, making trouble. I heard you went to ...... last night."

Yan Qinqing pretended to straighten her sleeves when she heard this, straightened her waist, and chose a task?

She slightly overthought those unnutritious topics, wondering what kind of official position Yin Si is?

In her previous life, she was not interested in these things, and she knew that there were Lord Yama, judges, black and white impermanence, Meng Po and bull head and horse face in the underworld.

Anyone who has heard the legends of the underworld probably knows these things, she can't tell who is big and who is small, anyway, Hades should be the biggest, this is clear.

Based on these two ghosts, it seems likely that Yin Si is one of the contenders.

Killing a competitor is ten points, and there are no points for the success of this mission, so if you want to make up enough for a hundred points, it seems that you still have to work on the competitor.

Thinking of this, Yan Qinqing's brows furrowed slightly, it seemed that he couldn't quickly take off the black and impermanent magic hat. Once the mission is successful, she has to get out of here. Let's talk about earning enough points.

Bai San's chatter mode had not been turned off yet, and he was babbling to himself, not knowing whether to tell Yan Qinqing or chat with the teacup he was holding.

Yan Qinqing thought clearly about the entire direction of the task, felt a little more comfortable, smelled the aroma of beans around her, and really felt hungry.

The eyes swept around, each ghost was eating different things, either chewing dried tofu or drinking soy milk, and there were also ghosts eating tofu brain, but every time each ghost ate and drank a mouthful, it would emit a little radiant light.

Yan Qinqing is interested, what is this delicious to get to this point?

A man dressed in a dusty linen Hanfu held a tray in his hand, came to Yan Qinqing's side in a few moments, put a bowl of tofu brain in front of her, raised his hand, and another bowl of tofu brain flew straight in front of Bai San, turned around and left without saying a word.

Yan Qinqing lowered her head and looked at the milky white tofu brain in the bowl, sprinkled with raisins and a shallow layer of brown sugar, and only felt a toothache.

Sweet tofu brain. Bai Wuchang, you are a man, can you eat something heavy? such as salty tofu brain......

In order not to expose herself, Yan Qinqing put on an expression on her face that her favorite food had finally come up, picked up the spoon on the side of the bowl, scooped up a full spoonful, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Although she doesn't love sweets, she can't be picky in the last ten years, no matter what kind of food, for her, even if she doesn't love it, she can swallow it with a look of enjoyment.

When the tofu brain is scooped down, it feels Q bomb, but it melts in the mouth, and a smell like happiness overflows the entire mouth.

With a hint of wine, the flavor is full of layers. The smooth and tender bean curd, the intoxicating aroma of the wine overpowered the sweetness, making her feel that this was really a delicacy that could not be eaten in the world.

She ate bite after bite, moving slowly but swallowing very quickly.

Bai San emitted a burst of white light on his body every time he took a bite, and when he looked up after eating half a bowl, he saw that the bowl in front of Yan Qinqing was almost empty, and when she took the last bite of her stomach, there was no light emitted from her body, and he looked stupid.

"My lord, you, why are you worried like this? If you don't use mana to offset the dream soul soup qi, wouldn't it be ......?"

Yan Qinqing turned his head to look at him with a blank face, glanced at the half bowl of tofu brain in front of him, looked down at the almost empty bowl in front of him, pushed it to the side, turned his head and asked him softly: "Why do you put me here after you finished eating?"