"Yin, what's the plan for tonight?" the man in red asked idly, playing with the mirror in his hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Back to the king, the Meng Mansion sent someone to deliver a post for the night banquet the day before yesterday. It's tonight. The woman who was called Yin replied respectfully.

The day before yesterday, it was that incident~ I should go to He Yihe, after all, it will be my boss soon. Thinking of this, the man in red couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth: "Go and prepare a good congratulatory gift." ”

Night is falling. The invited guests have come in twos and threes.

"Master Meng, congratulations~~"

"Mother-in-law, congratulations~~"

“……”

I stood at the door, greeted by waves of congratulations. The little group turned into a jubilant fat boy, took your congratulatory gifts in a hurry, and ran sweating profusely.

An hour later, the people who had come to the banquet had almost arrived. After watching a few beautiful songs and dances, the dinner officially began.

The little ghosts who came in were unified to everyone and the feasters. The crowd looked at each other and looked at each other.

Following the puzzled eyes of everyone, there was an unopened red lotus flower neatly placed in front of everyone.

The red lotus slowly rotated in the white jade plate, emitting a pale yellow light from the lotus. The whole shape resembles the lotus lanterns on the Lechuan River on March 3 every year.

At this moment, the mournful cry of the ghost-faced bird resounded throughout the house. Nine long and five short, it is the sign of the advent of the ninety-five lord of Hades.

After the cry of the ghost-faced bird disappeared, a group of people hurriedly knelt down and saluted, and called the lord together.

"Zhu Qing is flat. With a cold and majestic voice, Yun Ziyou, dressed in a black dragon rolling cloud pattern regular suit, appeared at the door.

"Thank you, Lord Lord. It wasn't until Yun Ziyou sat down in the main seat that everyone returned to their seats and sat down.

"Meng Po, I heard that your Meng Mansion is the most lively tonight. Benjun also came to join in the fun. I don't know what you are going to do today to entertain your immortal friends who have come to congratulate you?" After Yun Ziyou sat down, he asked questions idly with a poker face.

"This ...... It's just a normal banquet. After thinking for a while, I raised my head and calmly met Yun Ziyou's gaze, and replied respectfully.

"Oh?" Yun Ziyou looked at me, gently hooked the corners of his lips, and a little smile overflowed from his thin lips, like a touch of early sun on the snow, which made me a little stunned: Lord Little Hades really looks good when he laughs~

"I don't know how Meng Po explains this in front of me?" Yun Ziyou looked at me expressionlessly, and asked lightly at the red lotus "flower lantern" in front of him.

"Back to my lord, this is the dinner that the old man used to entertain you tonight. I followed his line of sight, looking at the slowly rotating red lotus, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but hook, and a faint smile was fleeting: It's time~~

I saw that in an instant, the red lotus slowly rotating on the white jade plate gradually confided, and opened its beautiful and gorgeous face one by one. As the red lotus slowly opened, a clear and visible soup was exposed to everyone's eyes.

"This~~" Everyone looked at each other, and a moment of surprise was occupied by the fragrance that came to their noses. A few brave people picked up the spoon in unison.

"Good soup~" a black skeleton exclaimed. After admiring it, he scooped a spoonful with a silver spoon and put it into his mouth, and drank it with a clattering sound. Transparent soup leaked out of his neck. But it didn't affect his good mood for drinking soup in the slightest.

"Lord Hei Impermanence, are you really okay like this?" a certain master bookkeeper who couldn't stand it couldn't help but say loudly.

"How~Hmm~What~~It's ~Hmm~~" Hei Wuchang drank the soup while 'staring' at a certain master book that had just asked him out loud with his black sockets, and suddenly scared the master book who had just spoken out so much that he almost couldn't get up and died again: "No~ No, no, no...... What the...... You drink ......"

After seeing this slightly 'weird' scene, many people picked up the spoon one after another. Even Yunziyou is no exception. He stared at the soup, frowned slightly, then scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and after tasting it, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth: I see......

"Ah, it's delicious...... Master Meng, your soup making skills are really getting better and better......" The ghost official who had seen the bottom of the bowl suddenly praised loudly.

"Yes, yes~~," many people echoed while drinking the soup.

"This soup is as clear as the morning dew among the flowers, but the entrance is rich and fragrant, Granny Meng, I don't know, what is the name of this soup?"

A white-haired man in a red dress held a soup cup, looked at me and asked gently, his calm and beautiful face was like a white lotus slowly blooming with white jade-like light. A pair of narrow phoenix eyes seemed to hide a little smile.

I looked at the man in red clothes and white hair, and remembered that six hundred years ago, a handsome and charming man came to the side of my bridge, and his wild and uninhibited face seemed to have a trace of forbearance and sadness.

He stretched out his hand to me and handed me the snow-white ball: "I heard that Granny Meng has a kind heart, and someone gave this hall a rare thing, because it is very naughty, and the main hall is unable to take care of it, I wonder if Granny Meng can lend a hand to solve this trouble for this temple?"

That man was the one who asked me questions today, and I remember that after taking the fluffy little ball, I went to check his information.

The iconic red clothes and white hair, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, a handsome and evil face, his real name is Feng Jiu, and he is the chief of the Fire Lotus Hell, known as the "Fire Lotus Yama King".

Feng Jiu himself is suave, and his peach blossom debt is not only provoked in the underworld, but even several princesses in the Heavenly Palace are jealous of him and looking for life and death.

Later, for some reason, he actually put away his playful temperament and obediently stayed in the underworld to provoke the beam of the Fire Lotus Hell. It's just that I haven't seen him for six hundred years, but I didn't expect that when he faded away from that sadness, his face became so calm and unwavering, and the wild one at the beginning was not seen at all.

Thinking of this, I retracted my thoughts and smiled lightly: "Fire Lotus Yan Jun can guess on his own. When I boiled this soup, it didn't have any special meaning, and everyone had their own opinions. ”

"Ben has no special meaning~~" Feng Jiu muttered, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, he was stunned for a while, and then laughed to himself: "Good one, Ben has no special meaning......"

"It's not fun just to drink the soup! I have an idea, and I don't know if Master Meng Po is interested. "King Chu Jiang, the palace monarch of the second hall, looked at me with interest and asked aloud.

The mechanism of Hades is similar to that of the central-local mechanism of the dynasties.

The head of Hades, the central office of Hades is divided into ten halls, each of the ten halls has its own chief division, usually directly ordered by the Hades, and the main division of the ten halls is called "Dianjun".

The Eighteen Hells belong to local institutions, and each has its own chief minister, but unlike the direct appointment of the Ten Halls, the chief of the Eighteen Hells is hereditary from generation to generation, and the chief of each hell is called "Yan Jun".

To put it bluntly, the Eighteen Hells are equivalent to the eighteen feudal kings, and the Ten Halls are subordinate to the central government, although they can all be called kings in their respective fields, but the status of the Eighteen Hells is much higher than that of the Ten Halls.

And among the ten palace kings, the one who likes to make some "weird" ideas the most is the king of Chujiang in front of me.

According to legend, this King of Chujiang once asked the reincarnated ghosts in his palace to line up hand in hand to engage in poetry solitaire for fun.

If he receives a lot of good things, let him enter the human and rich family, and if he can't get it, he will enter the animal road.

When the old Hades King heard about King Chujiang's absurd measures, he was angry and threatened that if King Chujiang couldn't say that he was ugly, he would lock him into the unemployed Hundred Ghost Terrace, and be bitten by the Hundred Ghosts and burned by the unemployed fire.

The Unemployed Hundred Ghost Terrace is the place where the most respected old god in the underworld, the King of the Earth, used to lock the source of the unemployed fire.

Many years ago, during the rebellion in Hades, the King of the Hundred Ghosts was martyred and locked the 999 evil ghosts who escaped from the immeasurable hell into the Unemployed Hundred Ghost Terrace.

According to legend, the unemployed fire of the Unemployed Hundred Ghost Platforms can refine almost everything in the world, even if the magic is skillful immortals, after the unemployed Hundred Ghost Platforms are burned and punished, they will be severely damaged.

In addition, the ghosts devoured and bitten at night, so the immortals who were thrown into the unemployed Hundred Ghost Platform had to cultivate from scratch nine times out of ten. Since the beginning of Hongmeng, the unemployed Hundred Ghost Platform has existed as a mechanism to punish gods and evil, and it is a collective taboo for gods and immortals in heaven and earth.