"What did Yan Jun say to you?" asked Lao Cui as he walked.

I pointed in the direction of the treasure house and squeezed my eyes at him, "The old man said that his treasures are all mine, and he asked you to take care of me more in the future, and think about me first if there are any good things......"

In the past, Lao Cui would definitely not believe this, but I didn't expect him to turn his head to look at me after hearing it, and nodded solemnly.

"Good. ”

I was stunned, "Do you really believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Old Cui Lehe, "Yan Jun's treasure house, you have always come and gone freely, or he doesn't have this order, can I still stop you from going in Taobaobei? As for taking care of you......"

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he didn't continue, just at this time, we also returned to the main hall of the Yama Hall again.

A few of the ghost officials were gathering together to discuss something, and when they saw us coming, they all came up to meet us.

"Yan Jun, everything is ready. ”

"Hmm. ”

Cui Jue, who was in front of the ghost officer, restrained the expression on his face, majestic and cold, "Then let's start." ”

The memorial ceremony was held outside the Yama Hall.

Slightly different from the human memorials, there are no relatives and friends in the underworld, no wreaths and white chrysanthemums, and no gongs and drums and opera performances.

The black oppressive sky was almost pressed against the top of the Yama Palace, and the southwest wind swept up the fiery red petals of the flowers on the other side, faintly forming a bloody path from the ground to the black clouds.

Obviously the wind was howling, but the blood path paved by the petals seemed to be frozen outside time and space, not moving at all, extending little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the end of the eye, you could still feel that it had been stretching towards the endless sky.

This is also the first time I have seen such a ceremony, and I have seen relevant descriptions in books such as the History of the Underworld in the Library Pavilion before, but those words are obscure, and I feel sleepy as long as I read them, and I think selfishly, I will definitely not see this scene.

But now......

"Eastward girl, why are you stunned?"

Meng Po squeezed over from the funeral procession, dressed in a plain white robe, her sleeves rolled up her elbows, and her hair was a little messy from the wind.

I wiped my cheeks, which were a little itchy and dried by the wind, and exhaled deeply before saying, "Why are you here?"

Different levels of ghosts and ghosts have different rankings in the funeral procession.

It's like Meng Po, she is an official, the backbone of the underworld, standing in the front two rows of the team, and the back row is the day and night wandering god and the spotted leopard.

The Soul Hook Messenger can be regarded as standing relatively high, and Cold Soup and Cold Noodles led the team of the Soul Hook Messenger to stand in the fifth row.

Although I am also a soul hooker, my level is not high, and I am a medium ghost, so I stand with the hellish ghosts, and Meng Po squeezes over

It took a lot of effort to find me in a pile of white-robed figures.

"It's not the two babies who are still in the day...... night"

Meng Po hurriedly said, "Zhen Yilian is serving her sentence in the Infernal Hell at this time and is not allowed to go out, the old Hades Memorial Ceremony is not able to participate, she is still a milk baby day and night, she is not sensible, she is crying at this time, and no one can coax her!"

"What should I do then?" I panicked.

Meng Po said, "Master Cui...... No, Yan Jun said, let you go over, take care of the two children, and send them to the Infernal Hell after the ceremony is over, so that the three of them can meet each other. ”

"I'm over?!"

This sound also made the ghosts standing around look sideways.

Meng Po was already an anxious person, and seeing that I was hesitant at this time, she grabbed my arm and dragged me forward.

"At this time, Ganha has so many worries, didn't you always say that you were a brick in the underworld, and you would move it wherever you were needed?"

"Isn't that behaving in front of the old Hades!" I muttered, but my footsteps didn't drag at all, and I followed her through the line.

After a while, we reached the front of the line, and when we didn't see them, we heard them first, and the two babies opened their throats and cried, and the screaming shook the earth, more powerful than every time I had made them cry in the past 600 years.

I felt a pang of distress for no apparent reason.

"Little day, little night!"

There were a few ghost officials who were born in the eyes, and I called at them.

The two dolls turned their faces in unison.

The face is flushed, the snot and tears are sticking to the side of the mouth and nose, looking pitiful and embarrassed, like those children in the world who are lost and can't find a home, only the two pairs of black and white eyes are like washed in the heavenly spring, extremely clear and pure, so bright that my eyes are shaking.

"Auntie!"

When he saw me, it seemed that he had been greatly wronged, and the wandering god of day and night opened his short arms and ran over one by one.

As soon as I squatted down, I felt two fleshy little balls burying their heads and slamming into my arms, and this collision shook my heart.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, my aunt is here. ”

The two dolls arched into my arms, and I didn't know who to coax first, so I simply patted their little heads left and right, this action, I have seen Sister Zhen do in the Temple of the Gods in the past.

Behind him, Meng Po, who was squeezed over, sighed one after another.

Riyoushen raised his head with a sob, and finally blinked his eyes pitifully and asked, "Auntie, is Grandpa Yan Jun leaving?"

Hearing the sound, the night wandering god also got up, and said in a vague voice, "Why is Grandpa Yan Jun leaving...... I don't want him to go!"

He ...... "As soon as I opened my mouth, I felt like my throat was choking, that

The sour energy went straight to the eyes and nose from the bottom of my heart.

"Old Hades, he has more important things to do, so we're going to be separated from him for a while. I swallowed and managed to calm my tone.

Riyoushen's little face was furrowed, and he raised his head and cried, "But Grandpa Cui said that Grandpa Yan Jun will never come back!"

This old Cui ......

I couldn't help but take a sip in my heart, I can't coax the child, how can I be a good Yan Jun in the future!

After thinking about it, he held the little face of the god of Riyou, pinched his sleeves and wiped his nose and tears indiscriminately, before he said, "Look, crying so ugly, let your mother see it for a while, how distressed it should be!"

Hearing Ah Niang, the two babies were stunned.

"Auntie, are you going to take us to see A-Niang?" asked the Night Wanderer, sobbing word by word.

I wiped his face again, nodded and said, "Yes, Lao Cui has already agreed, let me take you to the Infernal Hell to see A-Niang after the ceremony." ”

The two babies finally stopped crying.

......

The ceremony went well.

When the petals floated and dispersed, it was already an hour later, and I stood at the front of the line, holding a milk baby in one hand, and watched a ray of fire slowly burn from the beginning of the flower path on the other side in front of the Yama Palace.

The tongue of fire licked all the way up the blood path, spreading towards the dark and gloomy sky.

(End of chapter)

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