Chapter Twenty-Nine: Strange Wooden Sticks!

Okay, you Bai Ze, it's just a matter of thinking about me, and you even want to beat my orange cat idea!

I was so angry that I wanted to have a seizure on the spot, but I thought that today's plan was about to be realized, and I forced my breath.

After a small accident, Yan Jun and Zhong Kui returned to the high platform, Bai Ze was nowhere to go, only heard the jailer singing: "1200097 female ghost!"

"Yes...... It's me!!"

Hu Ran squeezed out of the group of ghosts, his face full of tears and excitement.

On the side, a few ghosts were talking to themselves.

"Isn't this female ghost living alone? Lucky enough, she can return to the sun as soon as she gets off the underworld!"

"Is it good luck to be able to return to the sun? I can only be an unlucky ghost in the next life, and my fate is bumpy!"

"But...... My aunt seems to have a good relationship with her, and I always saw my aunt looking for her a few days ago!"

I walked over and glared at a few of the ghosts who were talking about me privately, so frightened that they shrunk their little necks to avoid me.

Hu Ran was already standing in the team of the hundred ghosts walking at night, looking around, and only after finding me did he cast a wave of gratitude to him.

It's a good thing to get what you want.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and while petting the cat, I secretly said, "Next, I can finally have a good rest!"

On the high platform, the chanting continued, and I was about to turn away, when suddenly I heard a voice.

"5552121 Female Ghost ......"

“......”

I froze, and I had the strange feeling of being wrapped in ice from the soles of my feet.

Just now...... Did I hear me wrong?

The jailer on the high platform didn't see the corresponding yin spirit coming out, and sang again: "5552121 female ghost!"

All around, there were ghost sounds.

"This number is so strange, I've been here for several years, and I've never heard of it. ”

"yes, it's still a female ghost, is it also a newcomer?"

"I heard that the ghosts there are extremely vicious and vicious people who will never be reincarnated......"

Me: "......"

On the high platform, Yan Jun and Zhong Kui frowned.

How do I think this number is somewhat familiar, vaguely heard it many, many years ago.

The jailer stretched his neck to look around, and saw that no one had come out again, and was about to sing again, but Zhong Kui raised his hand to stop him: "This number skips, let's sing other numbers first." ”

"Yes......"

The jailer was ordered to continue singing the remaining numbers in one go.

The team of 100 ghosts traveled at night, and there were 99 ghosts, but only No. 5552121 was nowhere to be found.

I stood there, puzzled.

The orange cat in his arms was too lazy to yawn, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

Meng Po stood beside me and asked with a gossipy face: "Old girl, do you know the female ghost of that number?"

"Meet ......"

I coughed twice and smiled miserably: "It's my ......"

What?!?!

Meng Po petrified.

Over the past 600 years, I have participated in 600 Midyear Festival celebrations, and I have long forgotten my identity when I see the 600 times of the 100 ghost sticks turning.

It turns out that I have never been a ghost in the underworld, I am just a lawless, reincarnated ghost.

On the other side, Yan Jun and Zhong Kui had already walked over, and the surrounding ghosts and low-level ghosts had automatically dispersed, leaving only me and Meng Po, as well as a few veteran jailers.

"Leaning eastward, look at this ......"

Yan Jun had never encountered such a thing, and he didn't know how to speak at the moment, but his kind eyes looked at me fixedly, as if asking me what I thought.

I don't have any ideas.

Six hundred years have passed, the vicissitudes of the world, everything has changed, things have long been wrong, what can I do if I go?

A day trip to earth?

It's just that I can't speak, after all, I just fell out of thin air from the high platform, which can't help but lead ghosts to guess.

On the side, Zhong Kui's face was calm, and his black mustache trembled: "Yan Jun, I propose that this quota be abolished." ”

Belch?

I was stunned, and before I could speak, Meng Po next to me was already very righteous and said: "Oh ha!

Zhong Kui and Meng Po didn't deal with each other, and now she was embarrassed by her in public, and her face was ugly.

"She doesn't have the qualifications!"

Ha?

I was stunned again.

"Ahem......"

Old Yan Jun pretended to cough, stopped between the two cannon barrels and said, "I look at this matter, we can still weigh it......"

"A hundred ghosts travel at night, and they must not be delayed, do you want all the ghosts to lean eastward?"

Zhong Kui did not back down.

On the other side, the Yin Spirits, who had already lined up in line, didn't have any opinions.

Some of them don't want to go back at all, and it's a good thing if they can be delayed and miss the opportunity to open the ghost door.

In the other part, the ghosts, including Hu Ran, looked at us with blank eyes, for fear that this year's night walk of a hundred ghosts would be invalidated because of me.

"Lord Zhong, what's wrong?"

Black and White walked over.

Zhong Kui pointed at me and said, "Leaning eastward, her number was pulled out by the Hundred Ghost Lotter." ”

Yes?!!!

Xiaobai opened his mouth wide in shock, "Auntie, but really?!"

I couldn't laugh or cry.

"yes......"

"Wow, that's a great thing!"

Xiao Bai said happily: "Isn't my aunt just going to the sun to find someone?

“......”

The audience was instantly silent.

I looked at him with all kinds of strange eyes, and touched his head with tears: "Big white nephew, thank you." ”

On the side, Zhong Kui's face was extremely ugly.

"Leaning east, did you do anything to the Hyakki Stick?" he asked.

The meow in my arms bared his teeth at him, extremely dissatisfied, but it provoked Bai Ze's two goods to come over and stare at it with fierce eyes.

It's too chaotic, I've lived a peaceful life for hundreds of years, where have I suffered this kind of sin.

"Forget it. ”

I waved my hand and said indifferently, "I'm not going, I'm not going." ”

"What is going on!" Meng Po was indignant.

"Yes, auntie, you're not looking for someone......" Xiaobai was puzzled.

“......”

Although Xiao Hei didn't speak, he didn't mean to follow Zhong Kui for the first time, but just looked at me coldly, as well as the orange cat in my arms.

"Actually, if this girl wants to go ......"

Yan Jun feels sorry for me in the end, although he is wavering, but in fact, his mind is more biased towards my wishes.

Zhong Kui's breath was cold, and he retorted: "Yan Jun, why are you so conniving to lean eastward, if she follows the hundred ghosts to the yang world, won't there be chaos in the underworld, how will you manage the yin of the eighteen hells in the future?"

That's too much......

I pulled my face down.

This is a typical personal incident that rises to the level of collective safety, and Lao Zhong is too fussful.

Meng Po on the side was even more angry, and said with her waist in her arms: "You can tell you that leaning east is a big scourge for the underworld!

Seeing that her spit Xingzi was about to spray on Lao Zhong's face, Xiaobai hurriedly grabbed her, but was accidentally injured by artillery fire.

"You're stunned of me! What did I say wrong?"

"Granny Meng......"

Xiaobai was so aggrieved that she pouted, Meng Po calmed down, hugged Xiaobai's shoulders and said, "Don't mind, my aunt is in a hurry!"

On the side, the little black face was heavy.