The female ghost knows Yang Xuan and knows that she is a popular flower in the entertainment industry. Now that she heard these secrets, she was a little relieved......

When people hear the story of another person who has the same tragic story as themselves, they will feel relieved of themselves, and they will have a terrible thought, 'There is nothing unacceptable to share the difficulties'.

"You want him to go to eighteen floors of hell?" Wu Yue had seen Song Sui'an's memories and knew that the eighteenth layer of hell was a place where all the ghosts talked about it. Torture friers, very few people can hold on.

"Huh?"

Yang Xuan didn't understand why Wu Yue asked again. However, this did not prevent her from expressing her emotions.

Yang Xuan nodded heavily: "Yes." ”

"Me too!!" The female ghost chimed in.

"Okay, I'll give Mu Junyan a suggestion." Wu Yue likes beautiful young ladies, and generally will not refuse their requests. For example, Zhou Yunwei is a precedent.

"Who is Mu Junyan?" Yang Xuan was puzzled.

"The manager of the underworld is what we often call Lord Yama."

Wu Yue explained, and then picked up her mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Mu Junyan.

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Yan Chiyu withdrew the gaze that he always couldn't help but be attracted by Wu Yue, coughed twice, and said lightly: "After I open the ghost door, you jump in quickly, you can't stop, and you can't turn back." The ghost gate will not stay for too long, and it can barely be done at this hour. If you lose this opportunity, you will wait to be a lonely ghost. ”

"Yes, thank you, sir!" The water ghost's eyes flashed with excitement and gratitude,

On the sofa, Yang Xuan was dumbfounded, "Wu, Wu Yue, you, do you still know Lord Yama?" Is there really an underworld and a lord of Hades in this world? ”

"Yes."

Wu Yue's expression was sincere.

Then, lower your head and continue editing.

She thought about it for a moment and edited the original straightforward message to be more polite.

The leg pendant is in hand: Hello Yan Jun, I encountered an incident. The boy behaved like a brute, bullied the girl, threw her into the river, and even killed the girl's father with his friends. even had rude and obscene words to his biological sister.

After about a minute, Wu Yue received a reply.

Mu Junyan: What's the matter with me? I haven't figured out the affairs of the dead, and I still care about the living? Find that little boyfriend of yours. He's not very good.

The leg pendant is here: I know. So I mean...... He's a ghost now. This should be your business, right?

Mu Junyan: So?

The leg pendant is in hand: I would like to make a sincere suggestion to him to open the eighteen floors of hell below.

Mu Junyan: ...... Roger that. I arranged for black and white impermanence to be judged.

The leg pendant is in hand: Thank you, Lord Yan~

Mu Junyan: If you don't study well, why do you start meddling again?

To be honest, when she saw this news, Wu Yue was a little surprised. Yan Jun's tone was too much like a worried old father.

The leg pendant is in hand: it's still summer vacation, but classes are coming up in two days. This time it was a friend's request, so I took care of things a little.

Mu Junyan: What's the name of the scumbag?

Wu Yue secretly laughed at Yan Jun's words, which were quite trendy.

The leg pendant is in hand: Yang Donglei. I just died in the past few days.

Mu Junyan: Okay. I'll let Bai Wuchang investigate this matter. I want to take care of official business, don't send me WeChat at every turn.

The leg pendant is in hand: apart from me, will anyone send you WeChat?

Mu Junyan: We keep pace with the times, and we also have a thank you from the WeChat group. :)

The leg pendant is in hand: I have too little knowledge, I am disturbed, and I say goodbye ( ̇- ̇)!

"Okay, Yan Jun promised me to let Bai Wuchang deal with it."

Wu Yue slowly raised her head and found that Yang Xuan and Yang Mu were fainting on the sofa at the moment.

Wu Yue: "? ”