Inside the holder.

As the red light continued to flicker, the wooden sticks floated one after another, sticking to the hundred ghost patterns on the inner wall, as if they were firmly inlayed.

The hundred ghosts, who were originally still clear in appearance and had different postures, were covered by wooden sticks and became only a soft halo, as if they were about to shine out of it at any time.

I have only seen the appearance of the winning lottery outside the lottery holder before, the number of one hundred lottery will appear on the light curtain outside the lottery holder, and then the ghost cha will sing the number one by one, and the yin soul of the winning lottery can be unified by the black and white impermanence leader to return to the yang.

"It's almost too late......"

I looked at the hundred ghosts that were gradually being covered, and there were less than twenty or thirty places left.

However, there are thousands of wooden sticks gathered under the sticking holder!!

At the same time, there was a voice outside the stick, and it turned out that the orange cat had been rescued.

Yan Jun asked, "Who saved him?"

"It's black impermanence. ”

Belch?!

I waved my hand at a beating.

How could it be that guy Blackie?

On weekdays, he pretends to turn a blind eye when he sees me, and he takes a detour when he sees my orange cat.

It seems that Lao Cui's instructions before leaving played a key role.

I nodded in relief, and suddenly caught a glimpse of one of the sticks buried under several wooden sticks.

“1200097......”

This is Hu Ran's !!

I was so pleasantly surprised that I almost jumped up and ran over to grab the stick.

Great, great!

Sure enough, sincerity touched the sky!

I looked up and saw that there were less than ten empty seats above the hundred ghosts, and now what I had to do was to take a place with the wooden sticks in my hand before the hundred signs gathered.

Without further ado, I opened my mouth and bit the wooden skewer and climbed up along the inner wall of the skewer.

It has never been easy to think about in actual combat, the inner wall of this stick holder is too smooth, and it is still slowly rotating, I am just a rice worm, crawling three steps and dropping two steps, only to feel that I am a small golden bean in a big bell at the moment, and there is a danger of being thrown away at any time!

Let's go.

Another wooden skewer was attached to it.

I was anxious to see that there were only two empty seats left in the heights.

Outside the sign, Yan Jun had already ordered a group of jailers to take their positions, and the long street under the stage was full of ghostly noises, as if waiting for the moment when the results were announced.

The orange cat slowly woke up from Xiaobai's arms and was facing the smiling little face.

"Hey, you're awake!"

Xiao Bai held the orange cat to Xiao Hei, and said, "The vitality is so tenacious, it's so fast." ”

"Hmph. ”

Xiao Hei was silent, only an imperceptible cold snort.

In the Lethe River, he clearly found that the orange cat was not drowning, but the moment he swam closer, he suddenly lost his strength and fell into a complete coma.

Where is this cat, it's clearly an acting school!

"By the way, where is Auntie?" asked Xiaobai, rubbing the cat's head.

Ye Dingxi dodged, constantly protecting his head with his claws.

He is not a cat in the first place, and pretending to be a cat every day just to stay by Xiang Dong's side does not mean that he really has to be rubbed like a cat!

"Brother, what do you think happened to Xiaoqian?

Xiaobai felt its struggle, and he didn't know why.

Hei Wuchang glanced at the orange cat coldly, and said in his heart: It should be the goldtail fish that should be injured, and I don't know where the hatred between the orange cat and the fish comes from.

I don't know whether the cat has become a spirit or the fish has become a spirit, it's incredible.

The orange cat felt the chill transmitted from the black impermanence's eyes, and directly bowed his back, jumped out of Xiaobai's arms, and disappeared into the crowded ghost tide in a few dodges.

"Brother, it's gone!"

Xiaobai wanted to chase, but was stopped by Xiaohei.

"No need to chase, it should be looking for my aunt. ”

"yes, where is my aunt? Why haven't you seen her yet?"

"I don't know ......"

On a high platform.

With a wave of Yan Jun's hand, the Hundred Ghost Lottery Holder suddenly stopped, and with a burst of brilliance, a pale yellow light curtain immediately appeared, followed by numbers emerging from it.

The jailer on the side quickly sang: "Male ghost No. 5647724, female ghost No. 3444354, female ghost No. 1214000, female ghost No. 47475343......"

On the long street, the ghost who heard his number quickly came out of the group of ghosts and stood at the front to wait.

The task of the two brothers Black and White Impermanence at the moment is to gather these hundred Yin Spirits, and then take them to the Yang Realm and return before the ghost gate closes.

Usually a hundred ghosts return to the yang, and there will always be a dozen or twenty restless ones, vainly trying to stay in the world or create big trouble, which leads to the ghost talk blueprint of the yang world every year.

Of course, it is undeniable that there are indeed mortals in the Yang Realm who have strange lives, who have some wonderful powers, some can see the Yin Soul, some can spy on the number of living beings, and some have strong abilities, and can even help others change their lives against the sky.

But what these people did when they were born as human beings will be liquidated one by one after entering the underworld, and the good will accumulate virtue and the evil will be punished.

As the saying goes, the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and the same is true of the underworld.

In the holder, I was lying on the scattered wooden sticks, gulping for rough air.

Overhead, the halo twisted one by one, penetrating towards the outer wall of the stick, and the No. 1200097 wooden skewer was firmly attached to the last hundred ghost pattern, slowly changing.

The task is thrillingly completed, and the merit is immeasurable......

I let out a long sigh, turned around and crawled to the gap when I came in, and peeked outside, Yan Jun and the prison guards on the high platform were all paying attention to the changes in the light curtain, and it was a good time to go out at this time.

Just as I was halfway through my body squeezing out the stick, I suddenly heard the sound of my nose humming and inhaling, and the sudden fishy smell.

Worst!

Before I could react, a huge sheep's head suddenly appeared in front of me, with triangles between the eyebrows on the top of the head, and a pair of big copper bell-like eyes staring at me.

"Shirasawa ......"

My heart is like the Dead Sea, and the music of mourning is played in the air.

This is Zhong Kui's mount, and if it suddenly appears here, it means ......

The old bell is back!

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard the rough and majestic voice of the old bell coming from the high platform.

"Yan Jun, I can finally come back in time for the Midyear Festival. ”

Yan Jun turned around and saw his left arm coming back, and his eyebrows trembled with laughter.

Zhong Kui and Cui Jue, one judges yin and yang, and the other captures the evil of the Three Realms, each occupying half of the underworld, which can be called the pillars of the underworld.

It's just that a few days ago, something seemed to have happened in the thirty-three days of the city, so Zhong Kui was temporarily seconded and did not return for a long time.

Compared with Lao Cui, in fact, Lao Zhong's appearance is more rugged, his mouth is full of hard black mustaches, his eyes are like torches, his eyebrows are like knives, his skin is black and red, his body is burly, and he is full of masculinity.

I've never seen anyone more in the Bundi Mansion than him.

It's just that I don't have a good relationship with Zhong Kui.

On the one hand, he couldn't quite look down on me as a ghost, where he came from, he didn't know, where he was going, he didn't know, the ghost was confused, he didn't do anything, and he didn't meet the level of his appreciation of a ghost.

On the other hand, Zhong Kui respects the order of the underworld and acts extremely harshly, which can be called cold-blooded and ruthless, and I used to be soft-hearted, and for the sake of some ghosts, his prestige was damaged, and he naturally did not look favorably on me.

As for Su Ri's inseparable mount, Bai Ze......