In the palace, Qing Xuan held a delicate silver cup, leaning on a luxurious chair like a bone. It's not easy to wear a purple suit, half-open chest, leaking out the looming scenery inside, very desolate. He took a sip of wine with thin lips and said to the crow-colored ghost standing below, "Say"

"The king ordered the people to be found, and the servants have searched all over the ghost world, and made a rough list according to the name Xu Qingchu, who is young, and has a jade pendant, and there are pictures" The ghost warrior under the seat said quickly, without a single pause punctuation, as if he was in a hurry to reincarnate.

Qing Miao had no choice but to break the sentence by himself, roughly understood what he meant, put the wine glass on the black wooden desk beside him, and said patiently: "Don't be so anxious to speak, speak sentence by sentence"

When the ghost man heard this, his face stiffened a little, but this time he slowed down, and he stammered a few times because of nervousness, "Okay...... Good"

"How many ghosts are eligible?" asked Qing Xuan.

"Sixty-five thousand one hundred and thirty-nine," the ghost man deliberately slowed down his speech and replied clearly, but it sounded completely unnatural.

Qingyi's thick black eyebrows couldn't help twitching, so many ghosts? It's really harder to find someone you have never met like this than looking for a needle in a haystack!!

Exhaled slowly, he looked at the female ghost before and looked good, so her eyes were at least at the same level as her appearance. Thinking so, he said to the ghost priest under the seat, "Give me the picture."

"Yes", the ghost warrior replied, and glanced at the two ghost warriors standing outside the door, and after a while, the two ghost warriors brought a large box.

Qing Xuan waved his hand, signaling that they could step back, and he looked at it with relish. Occasionally, there were a few exclamations, and occasionally there were disgusted sounds. Sure enough, if you really think it's good-looking, you can keep it, and if it's ugly, you can throw it away, so you can't be sloppy.

Ning Ying walked in, and when she saw the mess, her brows couldn't help frowning, and she looked for an empty space to walk with disgust. glanced at it from a distance, like some figure paintings, and was unhappy for no reason, and the exit became cynical, "Is my father-in-law going to audition for the queen?"

Hearing the voice, Qing Miao raised his head from the mountain-high album, and without hearing Ning Ying's words, he asked, "Huh?"

Walking behind Qing Xuan, he saw clearly what was drawn on the paper, and he was even more angry. There was a box on the right side of the green tree, in which countless paintings were placed, and on the dark wooden table were placed a stack of atlases on the left and right, one tall and one short, and the short one was the one he chose.

Ning Ying picked up the selected paintings casually, and looked at a few at random, most of them were charming or delicate or masculine men, but they all had a common feature, that is, they were all good-looking and comfortable.

Try to make your tone sound normal, "My father-in-law has changed sex, and I don't want to change a woman for a man? ”

"What are you talking about?" Qing Xuan glared at him, and took the stack of paintings he had selected from his hand, "Don't move, I'm useful." ”

Because Qing Ying was sitting and Ning Ying was standing, Qing Ying didn't notice Ning Ying's wrong expression at this time, and he still looked at the pile of paintings with great interest as always, until Ning Ying left in a hurry, he raised his head in hindsight, glanced at it suspiciously, and then shook his head and continued to focus on the paintings.

There is a murderer in the south, who is particularly rich, and he is very generous in his work, and the most bribes received by Qing Miao in the first two years came from this murderer. The murderer sent him a post a few days ago, asking him to go to a small gathering, and received so much money from others, so naturally it was not easy to refuse, so he agreed.

There is another important reason, the murderer is named Xu Qingchu. Qing Xiang wants to try her luck, in case it's the ghost you're looking for.

Qing Ying sat in the red sedan chair first, and Ning Ying followed suit. Ning Ying's qi a few days ago dissipated after a few days, but it was still not completely eradicated, as soon as he sat in, he closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep, making it clear that he didn't want to say a word to Qing Xuan.

However, Qing Miao didn't know what to do, so he hugged Ning Ying with a big grin, pulled him into his arms, and said mysteriously: "Ah Ying, have you not been feeling well recently?" I think you have been sullen these days, it's okay, if you are really uncomfortable, although I said to my father-in-law, my father-in-law is very experienced." ”

Ning Ying pushed away the salty pig hand that was clasping his shoulder, "Hehe, you have a problem with your body." ”

"Really?" Qing Xuan pulled Ning Ying back and stepped back, tilting his head to look at him, a handsome face leaning very close.

Ning Ying turned her face away unnaturally, "Men and men don't kiss, don't get so close to me." ”

raised his hand and patted Ning Ying's head lightly, and scolded with a righteous smile: "It is not possible to be close to others, and it is natural to be with a father-in-law." You child, your father-in-law used to help you take a bath, and your whole body has been touched all over the body, and now you come to tell me if you can kiss me?"

Ning Ying's face was much thinner than Qing Xuan's, and the white on his face gradually turned red with three or two words, and he quickly moved to the side, separating a little distance from Qing Xuan, "I'm not small......

Qing Miao glanced at him meaningfully, and smiled meaningfully, "Yes, my father-in-law will help you measure the size."

Ning Ying knocked away Qing Xuan's outstretched hand, and a few red clouds appeared uncontrollably on her face, and her voice became a little worse, "Father-in-law"

"The cub has grown up, and the father-in-law can't take care of it" Qing Miao withdrew her beaten hand with a sad face, seeing that Ning Ying had a toothache.

In the swaying and shaking, I finally arrived at the murderous mansion, and as soon as I got off the sedan chair, I saw the smiling Brother Xu.

"The ghost king's visit to the cold house really makes the cold house shine, I have prepared some small wine and side dishes, there is no exquisite taste in the ghost king's palace, and I hope the ghost king will understand" Xu Qingchu said with a dog-legged face.

Qing Xuan smiled but didn't answer, glanced at him from top to bottom, and suddenly noticed the jade pendant on his waist, and his eyes stopped for a moment.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, it takes no effort to come, this trip is really worth it, and the ghost that the white silk girl ghost is looking for is the goods in front of him.

He thought he was some kind of noble ghost, but he didn't expect it to be such a sleek and flattering character, which really wasted a lot of his time.

Qing Miao was at the forefront, and Ning Ying and Xu Qingchu were slightly behind. Xu Qingchu leaned closer to Ning Ying and asked, "Does the Ghost King have any taboos?"

Ning Ying stared at the guy in front of him who couldn't cover anything with only a red tulle, and was still untidy and untidy, and smiled kindly, "No"

Xu Qingchu nodded with relief when he heard this, and his relieved head was only half nodded before he was blocked by Ning Ying's sudden sentence.

Ning Ying's kind smile has not completely dissipated, and her eyes are full of sincerity, "But it's ......"

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