Ah Jiu is the matchmaker, who is responsible for bringing the remnant souls back to the Floating Life Palace, and the Bone Master is the third-class thug of the Floating Life Palace.

There are three halls in hell, the main hall where the king of Yama lives is located under the eighteenth layer of hell, the king of Yama is in charge of the unresolved disputes in the world, also known as the temple of the world, one of the three halls.

The Rasheng Hall is the hall of the past life and the birth, standing at the intersection of the road leading to the world, in which the big secretary and the young secretary are the first-class officials. The young secretary is the heir, and the big secretary is the life and death of the person. Meng Po and Nu Raleigh are second-class officials, needless to say.

The person who came was none other than the big boss of the Floating Life Palace, the master of Ah Jiu. Seeing the ghost coming, Ah Jiu exaggerated a hand to cover his face, and laughed, "The color of the door master is captivating, and his temperament is outstanding, he is really bright as light, and Ah Jiu can't open his eyes." ”

"It's clear and unpretentious." The frost between the eyebrows of the man in Tsing Yi melted a lot when he looked at Ah Jiu, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a gentle smile.

Seeing this, Ah Jiu took the opportunity to ask, "The protégé succumbed to me, and I don't know what to do with me." ”

The door master's expression froze, "It's not that I'm looking for you, His Royal Highness the King of Hades announced you." After that, he glanced at Ah Jiu, "The last time you were announced was less than half a month, and you caused a lot of trouble, it's just a big deal, go ahead." ”

Hearing this, Ah Jiu let go of his tightened heart.

The king of Yama sat on a throne with a hideous mask of skulls, and behind him were two murderous ghosts holding up two flags intersecting with axes and fire. Ah Jiu knelt in the center of the ghostly hall, and both sides were full of unrecognizable ghosts, or ghosts wearing terrifying masks and holding sharp weapons, or puppeteers with white bones and bones, or ghost officials whose skin was scorched black as if they had been burned by fire. It's always a celebration of death.

Although he came back and forth many times, Ah Jiu still felt inexplicable chills in his heart, bowed in fear, and answered all questions. The head is not daring to raise it, but the behavior does not teach people to find fault.

After Ah Jiu answered the last question, he was already in a cold sweat, but he didn't dare to show panic on his face, if you lose your sense of proportion, others will only say that you are weak-hearted.

Walking out of the temple gate, Ah Jiu didn't seem to come back to his senses

A gust of wind blew, Ah Jiu felt a little cold, it turned out that ghosts would be afraid of the cold?

In the palace of Hades.

"Your Highness, is he really not guilty?" A little ghost looked at the mirror of all beings in the Yama Palace, and then looked at Ah Jiu's figure, and couldn't help but come up and ask.

"It is because you do not believe that he is innocent, that he can only be innocent." King Ge said meaningfully.

Ah Jiu took a step, and suddenly arrived at the dead forest again, and narrowed his eyebrows. Suddenly, there was a warmth in his ears, and a sigh fell very softly, "Go back, this is not the place you should be." ”

Ah Jiu's eyes lit up, looking at the handsome and plainly dressed door master, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, "Dudao This ghost who lives in the dry forest is the best at encouraging ghosts, claiming to know everything in heaven and earth, I don't know if the door master has seen it." ”

The door master stared at Ah Jiu for a moment, staring at Ah Jiu in a panic, feeling that it was even more distressing than the intermittent singing from the dry woods. put away his playful attitude, respectfully followed the owner, and did not dare to say a word.

On the way, the door owner said coldly, "Do you know why you are called so often?" ”

Ah Jiu looked at the cool eyes of the door master, and his heart became cold, his face was like autumn grass, and he said dryly, "I don't know." ”

"The Sansheng Stone has been destroyed." The door master gave Ah Jiu a look, and he looked like he was doing what you wanted.

Ah Jiu touched his nose. Thoughts drifted up.

Yes, all the ghosts know that the female ghosts of the dry forest like to destroy, as if they were aimed at the Sansheng Stone that carries the memories of all the ghosts.

The female ghost of the dead forest has been caught.

It turned out that it was the Sansheng Stone that was destroyed.

Ah Jiu was often arrested for interrogation.

Because, in the mirror of the faces of all beings in the palace of Hades, the last person to see a female ghost was Ah Jiu.

The dead forest is inhabited by beautiful female ghosts, in fact, the dead forest is inhabited by faceless ghosts of unknown gender. Because she likes to pretend to be a beautiful woman, she is tempted to go, so it is rumored that there is a beautiful female ghost living in the dry forest.

That was the last time Ah Jiu saw the female ghost Hua Che in the dead forest, just like every time he entered the dry forest, his heart was very weak, and he found a charm to hide the ghost.

That day, it was the first time Ah Jiu saw a guest in the dead forest. The guest was dressed in purple, and Ah Jiu was carrying the guest on his back, but he also felt that the face of the purple-clothed guest Qianqian's fine fingers plucked the strings should be gentle, because the gentle face that Hua Che conjured up was like a face coming out of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River was also full of gentleness, and even the lifeless eyes that were as lifeless as carrying the woods on weekdays were also filled with water vapor and obsession.

But Ah Jiu listened to it for a while, and he was so confused that he could only hear the sound of the wind all around...... Don't...... Is it a ghost who can only understand to hear the sound on the strings?

The picture is like a silent opera.

The guests stopped bending, collected their clothes, and the sound of falling was like a breeze blowing through the calm lake, setting off waves. "The flowers are cold to the bones, tossing and turning, those who were once haunted are just unwilling to return at the beginning, why do you want to confuse people to dedicate the power of ghosts to you and restore your face."

Ah Jiu admitted that when he heard this, his heart was not at peace. Ah Jiu looked at Hua Che's gentle and simple face, and knew that the faceless ghost also had a face at the beginning.

The purple-clad guest rolled up her sleeves, hugged her beloved piano and turned around. Ah Jiu hurriedly covered his mouth in shock, that person was the female rakshasa.

Hua Che smiled, "You put your heart, if I really want to do something...... Won't wait for you to find out. As he spoke, Ah Jiu saw Hua Che hanging upside down on the dead branches, and the dead tree stretched out the branches on his body as if he had life, and soon tied Hua Che with five flowers, and tied a bow on his wrist. In the cold wind, the white tomb on Hua Che's body is full of trees, and it looks like it has its own background atmosphere from a distance.

Hua Che is sending off a guest.

The female rakshasa glanced at Hua Che, and instantly turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

Thinking that only himself and Hua Che were left in this dead forest, the villain in Ah Jiu's heart trembled, and estimated the strength of himself and Hua Che, and always felt that the possibility of being killed by the ghost was quite high.

Ah Jiu walked slowly on the road, looking at the figure of the door master at the front end, but found that he couldn't remember how this section was. I only knew that I finally woke up lying on my carved bed, and what I wanted came true! So to this day, Ah Jiu is still wondering if all this is her dream.

Now that I think about it, I should ...... Not a dream.

Is it sleepwalking......