The night was deeper, Yan Chixia raised her head and looked at her watch, and found that Ah Jiu's watch had stopped, so she took out her mobile phone to look at the time, and it was already half past two at night. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The long night is long, how can I solve my worries, Du Kang already has it, where is the beauty? There is a beautiful woman in the bag, well, you might as well call one, let's chat, it's not bad to comfort your lonely heart, well, it's decided.

Yan Chixia slowly approached the Qiankun bag and reached out to untie the red rope tied to the bag, "This time it can only be randomly selected to see which of you is lucky enough to be chosen by me." Yan Chixia let out a random ghost, and hurriedly tied up the Qiankun bag, "Who, who, who, who, who?" Yan Chixia looked at the random ghost.

He has long black hair, a long face, a bit of false whistle teeth when he laughs, and is tall and wears a long palace dress.

"Nie Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, we are really fated, we met again."

"Shh Xiao Qianyu put her fingers on her lips and whispered, "Childe, don't be too loud, it will wake him up." Xiao Qian glanced at Ah Jiu's door.

"Oh, it's okay, look at me." Yan Chixia touched the front of Ah Jiumen and drew a mute note with cinnabar.

"Alright, even if the sky falls, he won't know."

"There's another one." Xiao Qian looked at Wencai's door again.

"It's okay, come again." Yan Chixia drew a mute note in front of Wencai's door again.

"That's it, come, drink." Yan Chixia took out all the food in the refrigerator.

"It's a big deal to fill the refrigerator tomorrow." Thinking about this, Yan Chixia sat on the sofa and hugged Xiaoqian while eating and drinking and chatting.

Yan Chixia drank too much wine and wanted to pretend to be educated, but she actually read poetry, and she still read it with feelings.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year, looking at the moon-shaped single to protect each other, only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals."

"Do you like watching A Chinese Ghost Story?" Xiao Qian asked.

"I like it very much, I really wish I was Ning Caichen, but I still prefer to be Yan Chixia."

"But I can't be Nie Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian in the movie still has a chance to be reincarnated, but I want to go to hell."

"Don't think about this, don't think about unhappy things, come, drink."

Yan Chixia felt that she was not as happy as last night, and after drinking until more than three o'clock, Yan Chixia felt a little sleepy all day long, her eyelids slowly closed, and Nie Xiaoqian slowly walked to the side of the Qiankun bag and was about to untie the rope and let the sisters out.

There was a bang, and the door was slammed open, "I thought about it, I thought about it." Ah Jiu suddenly broke out and saw Nie Xiaoqian.

"How did you get out? Do not move, or your soul will be scattered. Ah Jiu scolded sharply.

Xiao Qian was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and Yan Chixia was also woken up, "Hey, what's the noise at night?" Yan Chixia rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"I came up with a way to place them."

"What's the solution?" Xiao Qian asked.

"It's just that I'm going to draw a picture and put you all in the painting, so that you can live in the painting forever and you don't have to go to hell."

Yan Chixia looked surprised: "You still have this ability?" ”

"Of course, I'm not useless, what do you think of this idea, it's what I dreamed of." Ah Jiu looked at Xiao Qian and asked.

"Isn't it a bit miserable to live in a painting forever?" Xiao Qian said.

Yan Chixia nodded sympathetically: "Well, it's really miserable, it's full of women, not a single man." ”

Ah Jiu said: "Wouldn't there be a man if you put you in?" ”

"Really?" Yan Chixia's eyes immediately widened.

"Do you want to go in?" Ah Jiu asked.

"Yes." Yan Chixia nodded wildly.

"Even if you go in and can't get out, are you willing?"

"I do." Yan Chixia replied without hesitation.

"Okay, draw your sword and kill yourself immediately, I will help you achieve your wish."

"I'm not in a hurry about this, let's wait for me to die naturally."

"If you live to be seventy or eighty and then die, wouldn't it be even worse to let a group of beautiful women accompany a useless bad old man?"

"That's right, is there any other way, can I go out of my body?"

"Can the original god go out of the body casually, in case you don't come back, won't you be tragic, don't you think about it anymore, go to bed early." Ah Jiu looked at Nie Xiaoqian again and glared at each other: "You still haven't returned to the Qiankun bag, wait for me to send you?" ”

Ah Jiu sent Nie Xiaoqian back to the Qiankun bag, yawned and just wanted to go back to the room to sleep, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Who's coming so late?"

Ah Jiu opened the door, and a couple of men and women outside were wearing black suits, why did they come to collect protection money so late, what gang was so bold to collect protection money from the police?

"Who are you?"

"We are the Grim Reaper."

"Death?" Ah Jiu didn't understand.

Seeing that Ah Jiu didn't understand, the man in the black suit explained, "We are soul seducers from the underworld. ”

"Could it be that my yang life has ended?"

Ah Jiu thought that he would die one day, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly and so suddenly, and he didn't expect that he would die in vain. ”

Yan Chixia was puzzled by Ah Jiu opening the door and talking to the air, and walked over and asked, "Who are you talking to?" ”

"Death, death." Ah Jiu was already frightened.

"We don't know that your yang life is over, we came to bring ghosts to the underworld this time."

"You're not here to ask for your life? Oops, it scared the hell out of me. Ah Jiuyi hugged the male god of death and patted the male god of death on the back.

"By the way, what did you just say you were here for?"

"We're here to bring ghosts to the underworld."

"What the hell?"

"Evil ghosts."

"What do you mean?" Ah Jiu turned around and looked at the Qiankun bag underground.

"That's right, it's them, we're going to take them to the underworld for trial."

"You know so quickly, Uncle Elevator told you?"

"Hey, who the hell are you talking to?" Yan Chixia stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Ah Jiu's eyes.

The underworld wants ghosts, how dare you not give it, Ah Jiu has never dared to confront public officials, whether it is the underworld or the yang world, they have power in their hands, and Ah Jiu can't afford to provoke them at all.

Ah Jiu turned around and picked up the Qiankun bag and handed it to the god of death, suddenly remembered one more thing, and hurriedly said: "By the way, the two Lord Death, there is still a ghost sealed in my room, and it is a hidden danger here after all, please take it away with the two adults." ”

"Hey, who did you give the Qiankun bag, are you talking to a ghost?" Yan Chixia asked again, but Ah Jiu had time to ignore him.

"And the ghost, what the hell?" The Grim Reaper asked.

"I don't know, it was sealed all the time when I came, and I don't know its strength."

"It doesn't matter, no matter how powerful the ghost is, he will definitely not be able to fight our Grim Reaper." The Grim Reaper swore an oath. (To be continued.) )