Chapter 9: The Otherworld

Netherworld accompanied Su Mo to take a taxi to school, and successfully completed the suspension procedures. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info out of the school gate, Su Mo immediately called his friend Angel. As Su Mo expected, the phone was picked up for a long time, and the people inside "heyed", their voices were lazy and hoarse, obviously just woken up by the phone ringing.

Anqi's parents are ambitious, they worked hard together to start a business when they were young, and finally survived for so many years and had their own company. But it still falls into the clichΓ© that you can only share poverty and cheapness, and you can't share wealth and wealth. A turbulent goblin junior ruined a good home.

Anqi's mother is a career-minded strong woman, and her personality does not tolerate sand in her eyes, and she cannot tolerate the slightest betrayal.

So, with a divorce certificate, the parents quickly established a new family in anger. The rebellious Angel began to guard the empty house alone, swiping her parents' supplementary card to mess around.

As the saying goes, people are divided into groups, and things are gathered by like. Su Mo and Anqi can become best friends who talk about everything, and they are more or less inseparable from their families.

Su Mo took the Netherworld to Anqi's villa to get his little broken car.

When Angel threw the car keys to Su Mo in disgust, because of the suspension of school, it was indispensable to have another sneering ridicule.

Angel speaks with prickly words, but as Su Mo's friend. None of the things that should have been done for Su Mo have been left behind. The tattered little broken car was stored in the garage of Anqi's house, and when it was taken out, it was clean and maintained, and even the fuel tank was full.

Su Mo thanked him. Driving a small broken car, listening to the command of the Netherworld, like a headless fly, the whole city of A is wandering around without a purpose.

If you are someone else, you are instructed aimlessly like this, even if you are forced by the strength of the Netherworld. I can't help but feel resentful and show some anxiety to some extent. But Su Mo was calm and abnormal from beginning to end, quietly doing his duty as a subordinate.

The Nether took the opportunity to observe Su Mo. Be at peace with what happens, be open-minded, not surprised, and calm. Being able to do this at Su Mo's age was a bit unexpected by Netherworld. But it made him feel very satisfied from the heart. Seeing Su Mo is more pleasing to the eye than any Su family patriarch, and getting along with each other is much more natural and casual.

Turning around, watching the sunset, the ghost asked Su Mo to drive the car to a neighborhood full of unfinished buildings. On both sides of the dirty street, there are several eerie tail buildings with only frames on one side, and hair salons and massage parlors on the other.

The pink lights in the hair salon and massage parlor shine through the doors and windows, reflecting the red light of the entire neighborhood.

It was still early, and the girl standing at the door soliciting was chatting boredly. The guests in twos and threes accosted the girl in the block, and the obscene appearance annoyed people.

Su Mo parked the car aside, found a relatively clean small restaurant with Netherworld, went in and chose a window seat to sit down, and ordered two home-cooked dishes.

The little boss got off the menu, took the ******, and was bored and flapped the flies.

Su Mo looked through the window and looked at the depressed and chaotic neighborhood outside, but he didn't see any clues.

After seven o'clock in the evening, the streets began to become lively, and the girls' business was booming, and the sounds of laughter and flirting were endless. The customers of the small shop came to the door in droves, all of them were men who relied on coolies to earn money, shouting and drinking.

Su Mo noticed that no matter how many customers came to the shop, the owner and the customers seemed to have forgotten about the corner together. I didn't even look at it.

This kind of thing, Su Mo can't do it. But like the Netherworld, without casting any spells, naturally, silently, it will affect the ability of everyone's consciousness. Su Modu had to be sincerely admired.

The strength of the Netherworld ability gave Su Mo a deep understanding again.

Sitting until nine o'clock in the evening, the Netherworld suddenly reacted. Su Mo followed the Netherworld movements, got up and walked out of the shop.

At this moment, a transparent curtain suddenly descended in the middle of the street. This tent connects heaven and earth, dividing the entire neighborhood into two realms. Su Mo looked at the left and right curiously, it was boundless, completely dividing the world into two.

Nether put her hands in her pockets and walked straight to the tent with a blank face. Su Mo followed. Seeing the Netherworld go straight through the tent and make contact with the tent, ripples like water ripples appear in the pond. The ripples rippled and layered on top of each other. After the Netherworld was fully entered, calm returned.

Su Mo took a deep breath, held his breath, and approached the tent step by step. The aura on the tent was blown by an imperceptible breeze, making a pleasant and slight tinkling sound like a silver bell. The voice disappeared after Su Mo closed his eyes and passed through the barrier.

Su Mo opened his eyes and let out a surprised surprise. Looking at the opposite side through the curtain, it is still like looking at the opposite side through a layer of glass, and it is still an eerie and unfinished building. But after passing through the tent, it was a completely different scene.

Bumpy streets, low, dim houses. The street lamps on both sides of the street are all hanging colorful paper lanterns high. Strange figures with fox ears, rabbit tails, bull heads, and horse faces abound. The clothes on their bodies are also strange, not in the middle, not in the ocean, no matter how you look at it, how do you feel nondescript.

"Keep up." Nether stood in front and waited for Su Mo behind him.

Su Mo came back to his senses and hurriedly ran a few steps, following closely behind Netherworld. Follow the Netherworld through two blocks, standing in front of a small two-story building.

This small building is not big, it looks like an archway from the outside, but it is not the same as the archway. On the high pole in front of the door, there is a glittering golden signboard.

Above it is a pebble-sized luminous stone, inlaid with three large characters, "Drunken Immortal Building".

The bartender who greeted customers outside the restaurant had a sharp mouth and small eyes, like a rat spirit. The bartender turned around, saw the Nether, and immediately changed his face, as if frightened, and a puff of green smoke disappeared.

Soon, a woman in an ancient dress ran out of it. The woman is not very old, she looks fifteen or sixteen, her face is like a peach blossom, and she is beautiful and moving. It's just a slightly raised eyebrows, showing a little demagogic demonic aura.

The woman observed the face of the ghost, like a shy girl who had been looking forward to her lover for a long time, and said delicately, "Why are you here?" ”

The woman's unique voice is delicate and a little sweet. With a beautiful tail note, it is like an invisible little hand, gently stirring on the tip of people's hearts, and the numb ones seem to have an electric current slipping through.

"Find a demon." Nether's tone was flat.

The woman smiled charmingly, "What if I don't know?" ”

"Then hit until you know."

The woman's face immediately changed when she heard this, her pink face became dark and shiny, and the blood surging under her skin was like a rolling loach in a hot pot, dense, as if it would burst out of her skin at any time.

"I'll leave it to you." The Netherworld just watched.

Su Mo frowned uncomfortably, "What's it?" ”

"Mouse."

Su Mo shivered, goosebumps, and complained dissatisfiedly, "The most annoying thing is rats." ”

Woman, "......"