Wu Ming went to the underworld this time, did not use concealment methods, and was clearly seen by the ghosts at a glance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing the appearance of a living person, the ghosts of Baliupo were not only angry, but instead smiled and pointed, as if they had seen a magical animal.

Feeling that these ghosts had no malicious intent, Wu Ming didn't care, and asked, "You little ghosts, have you seen a living person come in?" ”

"Who are you, do you know what this place is?"

"That's it, this is not a place for you to stay, hurry up and go back to where you came from."

"Hurry up, hurry up, you little student with fine skin and tender meat, you actually came here to find someone, it's just impatient!"

More than a dozen imps were coaxing, shouting to drive Wu Ming away.

Wu Ming frowned slightly when he heard this, changed the official uniform of the underworld on his body, and shouted: "Bold, look at who I am!" ”

He wears a green official robe and a patrol token around his waist.

When the little ghosts around saw it, they immediately turned pale with fright, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

When you are alive, you are afraid of officials, and you are not spared when you die.

Looking at these little ghosts scattered in all directions, Wu Ming snorted coldly and strode away, heading straight for the Zhu family's compound.

"The villain Zhu Fusheng, added to the Baliu Poli Zheng, I don't know if Shangguan is visiting, please bear with me if I am rude!" Seeing Wu Ming coming, Zhu Yuanwai hurriedly greeted him, with a flattering smile on his face.

Wu Ming looked outside Zhu Yuan, and found that this person was full of ghosts, and it seemed that he had been on fire for a hundred years, and he could be regarded as an old ghost.

And more importantly, the ghost qi on Zhu Yuanwai's body is pale white, just like the ghost qi on those ghost villagers, they all belong to good ghosts who have not done evil.

There are good people and bad people alive.

After death, there are good ghosts and evil spirits.

Evil spirits often do unrighteous things, and the ghosts on their bodies are as black as ink, and the two are very easy to distinguish, except for a few.

"You are good here, Baliupo is very prosperous, and the people are simple!" Wu Ming responded with a smile, politely with a bit of sincerity.

After all, when he came to Baliupo in the underworld, many ghost villagers saw the living person, not only did not rush up to suck yang energy, but persuaded him to leave quickly.

This shows that the ghost villagers of Baliupo have no intention of harming people in their hearts, which is commendable.

For ghosts, the yang energy of a living person is a great tonic, and there are many benefits to sucking it. On Yinfeng Mountain, the hospitality dishes of the ghost king Hu Jiumei are things like people's hearts and livers. In comparison, these good ghosts who don't eat people are definitely a group of law-abiding citizens.

Hearing Wu Ming's praise, Zhu Fusheng's face was full of red, but he did not forget his original intention, and asked: "My lord, I don't know if you came to Baliupo for business or private business?" ”

"Private matter, there is a man from the yang world named Wang Haogu, who was taken down to the underworld by a gambler, and came to your Baliupo to attend the wedding banquet, do you know about this?" Speaking of business, the smile on Wu Ming's face slowly disappeared and was replaced with a serious expression.

Zhu Fusheng muttered Wang Haogu's name, and after thinking for a long time, he showed a sudden expression, and hurriedly said: "My lord, you are talking about the king of bad gambling?" ”

"Bad gambling king?"

Wu Ming instinctively sensed that this bad gambling king had something to do with Wang Haogu, so he asked, "Tell me, what's going on with this bad gambling king?" ”

"Three days ago, I sent out an invitation to everyone to come here for the wedding today. As soon as the invitation was sent out, a gambler brought a man from the yang world, saying that he was here for the banquet. The man claimed to be the king of bad gambling, and I excused myself and said that the wedding banquet would be three days later, but the man stayed in the village, said that he would not leave, and he would not leave until he had a good time! Speaking of this bad gambling king, Zhu Yuanwai was also a little annoyed.

You are a man in the yang world, and you refuse to leave in the underworld, which is not like words.

Baliupo in the underworld, although the folk customs are simple, there are still people who are good at gambling. The bad gambling king has been in Baliupo for three days, and many ghost villagers have come to complain, how can Zhu Yuanwai not be angry.

"According to what you say, this person in the Yang world, who can be called the best, may really be the person I am looking for. In this way, you go and find him, if this person is really Wang Haogu, I will take him away in a while! Wu Ming waved his hand and motioned for Zhu Yuan to go out and find someone.

Zhu Yuanwai didn't dare to shirk, so he could only invite Wu Ming into the courtyard and sit on the main seat of the wedding banquet.

Subsequently, he led two more family members to personally lead people to find the bad gambling king.

Sitting in the main seat of the wedding banquet, Wu Ming's eyes were like torches, slowly sweeping among the many guests.

Most of the guests here are ghost villagers from Baliupo, a few are uninvited lonely ghosts, plus the guests who received the invitation.

Sitting on the main seat with the highest specification, Wu Ming looked at dozens of tables of ghost guests and whispered to the people around him.

When I asked, I found out that today was the marriage of Zhu Yuanwai's daughter, and the characters with heads and faces in the nearby ten miles and eight villages were basically here.

"My lord, you are from the yang world, and the food and tea here may not be to your taste!" Sitting with Wu Ming are all gray-haired old people, and they all look like old ghosts in their seventies and eighties.

Hearing this, Wu Ming waved his hand and didn't care, and said with a smile: "I'm just joining in the fun, you guys can do whatever you want, don't pay attention to me!" ”

Having said that, as the only yin official on the scene, Wu Ming's every move was highly watched.

Don't say it's the little ghost below, it's the old man among the ghosts who are also on the main throne, and he is also stumbling when he speaks, for fear that he will be blamed if he is not good.

This is a good festive day, and the atmosphere is awkward because of his own reasons, which makes Wu Ming a little embarrassed.

After bowing his head and thinking for a moment, Wu Ming took out the old wine he bought in Jiuxiang Town and handed it to the maid serving on the side: "Fill these ten jars of old wine for the guests present!" ”

When Zhu Yuanwai was alive, he was a rich man in the countryside, and after he died, he went to the underworld, and there was no shortage of people around him to serve.

Wu Ming glanced at it before coming in, and found that the maids, servants, and envoys here added up, not to mention dozens of people.

Hearing Wu Ming's instructions, several maids hugged the wine jar and began to distribute fine wine to the ghosts.

A ghost and a bowl of wine poured down, and the whole courtyard was overflowing with the fragrance of wine, and many little ghosts swallowed saliva greedily.

"Today is Zhu Yuanwai's marriage to his daughter, a good day, everyone is happy and festive!" Wu Ming held the wine glass, signaled to the ghosts present, and drank the liquor in the glass.

With Wu Ming's example, many little ghosts smiled and thanked them, and couldn't wait to taste the wine.

Ghost drinking is different from ordinary people, there is no ghost condensed into a ghost body, just holding a wine glass and inhaling violently.

As soon as the wine is inhaled by the imps, the taste of the wine will be a little indifferent, and after a few sips, the imps will stagger with a smirk, looking like they are drunk.

"My lord, we toast you!" Some old ghosts have condensed their own ghost bodies, which are not much different from living people.

Wu Ming picked up the wine glass and drank three glasses in a row, and his heroic actions attracted applause again and again, sweeping away the previous embarrassment.

Between pushing the cups and changing the lamps, everyone was just like when they were alive, drinking wine and bragging.

Wu Ming was a little stunned, if he didn't know that this was the underworld, and the people present were all imps in the underworld, he would have thought that this was a group of living people.

"I've said it, I really don't know any yin officials, you just let me go back and continue gambling!"

"Alas, don't pull my clothes, I don't owe you gambling debts, can I come and tie people up?"

With the sound of dispute, Wu Ming looked up.

In my eyes, it was Wang Haogu, the father of the little narcissus, who was brought in by Zhu Yuanwai and his servants.

"Humph!" Seeing Wang Haogu's appearance, Wu Ming snorted coldly.

Hearing the sound, Wang Haogu raised his head and looked inside, his eyes happened to be at Wu Ming, and he instantly showed a little joy: "Uncle, why are you here too!" ”

"Poof..."

Hearing the name of my uncle, the little ghosts who were drinking squirted out a mouthful of wine.

Putting down the wine glass, everyone looked at each other, looked at Wu Ming who was sitting in the first place, and looked at Wang Haogu, who looked like a scoundrel with a hippie smile, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a family.

"Uncle, are you dead or alive? Look at your clothes are really magnificent, they say that you are a yin official, what do these yin officials do, is it the same as those officials in the yang world? Wang Haogu waved his hand to open the ghost servant who was pulling him, and looked at Wu Ming who was sitting on the main seat, his eyes were about to shine.

Wu Ming's eyes were cold, he didn't look at Wang Haogu, and said: "Little Narcissus's mother, cry and wipe your tears and tell me, let me take you back!" But looking at you like this, you can't miss it! ”

"Hehe, hey, here's fun, don't think about it!" Wang Haogu smiled very proudly, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly whispered: "Uncle, you don't know, this is a good place!" I lost the money in the bet, as long as I shirked and said that I would pay it back to the yang world, these ghosts didn't mind that I owed the debt at all, and they would gamble with me! I gambled for three days and three nights, and I enjoyed it! ”

"Enjoyable!"

Wu Ming sneered and said, "If you owe money to someone, it's a big deal to die." If you owe money to a ghost, can you escape as a human being, or can you escape as a ghost? Look at your arm, what do you think it is? ”

Because of the gambling money, Wang Haogu's sleeves have long faded to his arms.

At a glance, there were more than a dozen black handprints on Wang Haogu's arm, which were left by ghosts.

"Oh, where did this mudra come from, why are there so many?" Wang Haogu also found the problem, and looked at his hands with a panicked expression.

Wu Ming glanced at him indifferently and explained: "Don't look at it, you owe money to the ghosts, and they don't leave a mark, how can they go to you." Do you think that if you lose money gambling in the underworld, you can get rid of it when you return to the underworld? ”

As soon as he heard this, Wang Haogu also panicked, and begged: "Uncle, uncle, you want to save me!" In the past three days, I owe hundreds of taels of silver, and I don't want to die? ”

"Is it the silver taels of the underworld or the yang?"

"At first, it was money from the underworld, but then I felt that I couldn't enjoy it, so I bet on the money of the underworld. I didn't expect this to happen, if I had known that if I had returned to the yang world, these ghosts would also chase them out, so I wouldn't have borrowed so much! ”

When he got here, Wang Haogu thought about borrowing too much money, but he didn't think that he shouldn't gamble at all.

In the face of gamblers like Wang Haogu, Wu Ming had nothing to say, but waved his hand at Zhu Yuanwai: "Take him down, since he likes the underworld so much, don't let him go back!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Zhu Yuanwai waved his hand, and suddenly a servant rushed up, escorting Wang Haogu and walking outside.

Seeing that Wu Ming didn't plan to take himself back to Yang, Wang Haogu was completely blindsided, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, this is not right!" I'm the father of the little narcissus, you can't ignore me, I'm her father! Uncle, Uncle......" (To be continued.) )