"Why?" Fang Mujin didn't understand, why did the crazy girl on the day she first arrived at Yin Ren Road change!

Okra didn't answer, pointing to the starving ghost who was kicked away by her and ordered, "You, come here!" “

The starving ghost was frightened, and hid behind him and said, "Although you are powerful, we have many ghosts, as long as we go together, it is not impossible to deal with you!" “

Okra nodded, and said without the slightest fear: "Then you come!" “

The starving ghost didn't dare, and shouted: "Don't you just rely on your own ability, aren't you still like us, after death, trapped on this yin road to be a poor ghost?" “

The words really stung her, and she bit her lip and replied, "Yes." My Feng family has fallen into such a situation! “

The ghosts saw her laughing at herself, and laughed along, she stood in the smoky miasma, looking at the pitiful grimaces, a strong breath jumped in her chest, she asked herself: "If there is no Jiang and no weight, there is no Feng family?" “

"If there is no ginger, there is no weight. I'm still okra! “

How could the ghost understand what she was saying, still noisy and complaining.

A ghost said: "This little ghost on the road of the yin people, which one is not a hard-working person?" Why bother each other? “

"I've resigned myself to my fate! I just want to eat??"

She stepped forward, and the ghosts saw that she exuded a fiery aura like fire, and they retreated.

"What are you going to do?" Fang Mujin asked after her.

She mocked: "Those who come here are all people who should not die, and others want your life." But here you say resignation? Why? “

These words stopped the little ghosts around her, and they all looked at her, and some ghosts asked, "They have all become ghosts, and they don't accept their fate, what can they do?" “

"Do you want to see what you can do if you don't accept your fate?" She looked up, her eyes bright.

And the little imps embraced her, and when they saw her going forward, they followed.

Someone asked, "Girl, what are you going to do?" “

Okra lifted up a starving ghost and asked, "Are you hungry?" “

"Hungry?? I haven't eaten for half a month before I die??"

She put the starving ghost down and announced loudly, "I can find you something to eat!" “

The surrounding demons heard it, and one of them asked, "Do you have a lot of money?" “

"Do you believe me?"

"Don't believe it!"

"It's okay!" She smiled, at this moment, she thought, people have just this life in this life, they died here because of their grievances, and they have to suffer on the Yin Road.

A year in the underworld, only one day in the yang, when is it a head?

Under the eyes of all the ghosts, she came to the only restaurant on the Yin Man Road.

This was her first time in the restaurant, and the owner of the restaurant had a fat head and big ears, small squinting eyes, and the appearance of a philistine profiteer; At this moment, I am sitting on a chair in the lobby shaking a banana fan, this yin road, the morning is extremely cold, the temperature turns at noon, and in the afternoon, it is like a scorching heat.

The yin people are all miserable ghosts on the road, and the death looks ugly one by one, and suddenly a clean little girl came in the workshop, and the boss knew that a rich master came, sat up, and asked: "Girl, do you want to buy steamed buns?" 10,000 yin money a piece! “

Okra stood still and sighed: "Ten thousand yin money, a little expensive!" “

"Where are you here? This is the Yin Road to the Yellow Spring, the last section of the road for the soul, can it not be expensive? The boss said leisurely, with a smile on his face.

"It's a pity, most of the souls here can't eat it!"

"Alas, I said little girl, do you buy it or not, I still have to do business here!"

Okra sat down on the chair opposite him and replied, "Buy, of course I bought it, do you have 10,000 steamed buns?" “

This businessman in the underworld is also a powerful person, and his eyes lit up and said, "Yo, lord? “

"Yes?"

"Of course there is, the steamed buns in my restaurant are inexhaustible!" He pointed inside, okra looked down, and saw that there were dozens of imps taking out steamed buns from a hole, and the steamed buns inside were piled on top of each other, I don't know how many years they had been piled up, no wonder, they were hard and unpalatable.

She looked back. explained: "First 10,000, put it up for me!" “

The old man tilted his head to see that she was thin, and asked, "Where is the money?" Pay first and then give the steamed buns, this is the rule of our store! “

Qiu Pants took out the remaining Yin Man's money in his arms and put it on the case: "First these, the rest, owed!" “

When the old man heard this, he suddenly showed a terrible grimace and scolded: "Dare to love you girl and want to pay on credit? You go to inquire on the Yin Ren Road, has my Wang Shoucai's steamed bun shop been on credit for thousands of years? “

"Isn't that there?"

Wang Shoucai immediately rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Come on! “

Four ghost men with a large physique jumped out left and right, and Wang Shoucai ordered: "Teach this stinky girl who doesn't understand the rules a good lesson, and then throw it out!" “

Okra has just seen her own ability, and she is not afraid to see this, she learned the way the avant-garde Linyuan fought, leaving the skirt on her waist, after all, this is the body, and if it is broken, it will not be changed!

"Ahh

The starving ghosts outside were all amazed when they saw a few ghosts flying out.

The four ghost men flew out, and okra asked Wang Shoucai, "Do you still have ghosts?" The kind that can fight! “

Wang Shoucai only knew. met a hard master on the Yin Man Road, swallowed his saliva, and continued to shout: "You broke my rules and beat my ghost servants, I'll go to Yin Si to sue you, you wait!" “

Okra took a few steps over, grabbed him by the neck and dragged him back and said, "It's okay to sue him, but you have to know who my name is, right?" “

Wang Shoucai thought for a while, this is right, turned his head and asked angrily: "Report your name!" “

Her little face raised slightly, "Then you remember, my surname is Feng, and my name is okra!" “

The other party's face changed when he heard this name, and he asked, "Is your grandmother's name Feng Fuhuan?" “

Okra was also stunned, "Do you know my grandmother?" “

"I've been running a shop on this Yin Ren Road for a thousand years, so naturally I know your grandmother!" said. Wang Shoucai broke free from her hand and said flatteringly: "They are all old acquaintances, tell me, why did you come to smash your grandfather Wang's shop?" “

She asked rhetorically: "Those are all old acquaintances, and you can't make steamed buns on credit?" “

Wang Shoucai put his hands behind his back, holding up a big belly and emphasizing: "Girl, what you are giving is not a steamed bun, but 10,000 steamed buns!" “

"It's not that I won't give you money, besides, the steamed buns inside are piled up, I'll still help you make room!"

"Tsk. You're such a flamboyant girl. He glanced out and sighed, "I can see that you have come to this underworld to rob the rich and help the poor!" “

Okra's small chest straightened, and he said righteously: "These people outside are all ghosts who should not be killed in vain, starved and died, not traitors, because there are no relatives and friends in the yang world to worship, they will be blocked in this yin road to suffer from cold and hunger, these months can pass, then he will have countless souls in the underworld, all pouring into this yin road, Grandpa Wang--"

She deliberately raised the pitch of this Grandpa Wang, lengthened the tail note, and reminded: "You have seen more than me on the Yin Man Road for a thousand years, but on this Yin Man Road, have there been so many vain dead ghosts?" “

The other party replied truthfully: "Every time there is a war in the yang world, there are dead ghosts, but there are so many, but I have never seen them." “

She asked again: "Every time there is a tyranny in troubled times in the yang world, someone will rise up to fight for a way to live, you say, there are more and more vain ghosts on the road of this yin people, can there be no chaos?" “

Wang Shoucai does not deny it.

"I'm here to accumulate some virtue for you, you give me steamed buns, and I will make up for the money in the future, and say to the little ghosts outside, this is your kind deed Grandpa Wang, and they naturally remember you, right?"

Wang Shoucai was embarrassed and said: "But the rules of this restaurant are not up to me, this restaurant is yin!" “

Okra chuckled, "To be able to dominate one family on this road, it is unpalatable and expensive, it must be an official store, how can I not understand?" There is a saying in the yang world that the emperor is far away, and I think it is the same for the Yin Division, which is 108,000 miles away from the Yin Division. “

The other party felt cold behind him, and finally shook his head and said, "Yes, I look at your grandmother's face, I broke the rules, if the boss blames it, it will be recorded on your Feng family!" “

"Okay!"

10,000 steamed buns were quickly distributed by her to the little ghosts on the Yin Road, and the little ghosts who ate the steamed buns were very grateful to her, almost looking at her, and all of them called her respectfully: "Mr. Feng!" “

After a month like this, okra gave Wang Shoucai a total of 300,000 steamed buns on credit!

Wang Shoucai asked her when the account would be cleared at first, but then he simply stopped asking and offered the steamed buns as they were.

On this day, she went to the restaurant to get steamed buns again, and the little ghost below came to pass a message to her, saying that a few dusty people had entered the food shop, and asked her not to go to the food shop to ask for steamed buns today!

Okra replied: "Count the days, it's time to come to the cloud, I'll meet them!" “

The little ghosts were worried that something would happen to her, and persuaded them: "Sir, don't come with those bad guys, it's a big deal that we don't eat steamed buns in the future, and we won't die of hunger!" “

She didn't listen, she carried a heavy sack of burlap into the restaurant, and as soon as she stepped in, she felt extremely cold inside.

It's late at the moment, it shouldn't be so cold, it seems that it's not just cloudy.

As soon as she stood inside, she saw Wang Shoucai kneeling on the ground and crying in front of a male ghost in a green robe in front of her, saying: "This woman relied on her life to be a warlock, and after she died, the ghost power was powerful, and she came to the store every day to ask for steamed buns, and if I didn't give it, I would rob it, where could I manage it, it was not easy for me to live to see Jingrong Xianguan today!" “

"Jing Rong Immortal Official?" Okra walked in leisurely. Stopped in front of the green-robed man and looked at it, this ghost was very young, he was a beautiful man before his death, she asked curiously: "What are you doing in the underworld?" “

"Bold!" The yin behind the green-robed male ghost shouted: "Just a little ghost, how dare you be disrespectful to Jingrong Immortal Official? “

The green-robed male ghost fox looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Are you the female ghost Feng clan who comes here every day to rob steamed buns?" “

"What is a robbery?" Okra pointed to the account book on Wang Shoucai's board and emphasized: "I am a peaceful account, and I have written it down in the book!" “

"Then you are admitting that you did not give the money. Just took away 300,000 steamed buns from the restaurant? The green-robed man led her to reply.

"It's true that you haven't paid yet??"

"Take it!" The green-robed male ghost couldn't help but order.

Okra was not in a hurry, threw the sackcloth pocket, raised his hands, and let Yin Biao take it down.

This made the green-robed male ghost a little surprised, and he turned around and asked Wang Shoucai, "Didn't you say that this female ghost is fierce and really difficult to deal with?" “

How can it be so easy to be caught?

Wang Shoucai knelt on the ground and reminded: "This woman is a big ghost and has many tricks, and the immortal official should be careful of her tricks!" “

The green-robed male ghost sneered. "How capable can you be when you get here? Take it away and escort it back to the Seven Halls of the Yin Division to ask for guilt! “

Okra also smiled and called him very closely: "Is Jingrong Immortal Official?" Just came from Yin Si this time? “

The green-robed male ghost glanced at her, and complained: "The food shop here has less than 300,000 yuan in a month, and it is unprecedented since the thin palm of this immortal official, I am afraid that the following version is inappropriate, so this immortal official personally came to find out the reason, and the result is that you little ghost head caused chaos to this immortal official, and when you get to the seventh hall, see how this immortal official can make a note for you in front of King Taishan!" “

After he finished speaking, he added a sentence in anger: "This time, you don't have to crowd on this yin road and wait for the yang life to be exhausted, you can directly go to the hell of grinding meat sauce and suffering!" “

Okra pursed her lips and said that she was not afraid, and she was afraid, but compared to this, she didn't feel that she had done something wrong, and asked: "The immortal official came so far away, and he only brought these few yin differences?" “

"Take you little ghost, is it possible that you have to go to Yin Si to transfer heavy troops?"

She only smiled and said nothing, and obediently followed them out of the restaurant.

Outside are all the little ghosts on the Yin Road, Jing Rong Xianguan brought Yin to this time, and also saw them, although they are all ghosts, but he is a ghost official in an important position. Looking at these little ghosts, he couldn't help but show disgust, and said in a low voice: "I have passed the Yin Human Road two thousand years later, and I will not come again next time!" “

"Mr. Feng!" A ghost shouted.

Okra smiled at them.

"Where are you going to take Mr. Feng?" A ghost asked.

Jing Rong Immortal Guan said righteously: "This female ghost robbed the Yin Si Restaurant, and the Yin Judicial System has nothing, so the Immortal Official will escort her back to the Yin Division for trial!" “

"Mr. Feng took pity on us and starved, so he went to the restaurant to borrow steamed buns, how can you, the officials of the underworld, be the same as those dog officials in the yang world, regardless of my life and death? Do you only know how to collect money? “

"Be bold. How dare you speak! Yin Cha shouted.

"Don't take Mr. Feng away!" The group of ghosts squeezed tighter and tighter, blocking their way.

Jing Rong Immortal Guan covered his nose, cocked his orchid finger and asked: "You wait for the little ghost to hinder this immortal official's case, get out of the way quickly!" “

"If you don't let go of Mr. Feng, don't think about passing it today!" After the ghost finished speaking, there were voices behind him.

The immortal officials were angry and wanted to ask them for their crimes, but the ghosts were too big.

She didn't let people go, and the little ghosts rushed up to grab people, this immortal official has some mana, but there are 10,000 little ghosts on the Yin Ren Road, where can he afford it? In the end, he had to return to the restaurant with Yin Cha and okra in embarrassment, and asked Wang Shoucai to close the door.

"Knock knock??" The knocking on the door was deafening.

"Let Mr. Feng go!"

"It's time to go!"

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In the food shop, okra was still being held by two yin differences, she smiled and said to Jing Rong: "Look, Lord Xianguan, I said that you have less ghosts!" “

"You hellish girl is so cunning!" Jing Rong hated to pick her skin immediately.

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