The sky is greedy for wolves, a yang star monarch, a giant gate in the sky, a sound star in the earth, and a heavenly chong lucun.

"Xiaoyou, the concubine has a business to discuss with you!" The proprietress looked at Di Zi'an with bright eyes as if she had seen a savior, Di Zi'an only felt that her scalp was numb, and what was even more terrifying was that there seemed to be an old monster who didn't even dare to offend this proprietress and wanted to take herself as a drink......

“...... Well, can I pay for my centennial birthday and let me go? Di Zi'an took a step back, but where is the door to this tavern? The guest left just now with a whoosh and the figure disappeared, can you let me disappear too.

The smile on the face of the proprietress looked stiff and cold, but the meaning was very clear, if you want to leave, there is no door!

"Little friends don't need to be so afraid, this is not only not a disaster, but a great opportunity. The proprietress paused and took out something from her arms, "Millennial Wen Ghost Jade, as long as Xiaoyou agrees, as a guy in the shop, it will be yours." ”

"......" Di Zi'an looked at the cyan round jade in the hands of the proprietress, verdant and thorough, lustrous and charming, and there seemed to be a human face in the round jade, which was vivid.

Is it unhappiness for yourself to take this thing?

Seeing that Di Zi'an didn't agree, the proprietress gritted her teeth and pulled out a strange shape and size from the deep furrow between the two plumps on her chest.

"The Green Immortal Bamboo, the world's origin fire, although it is only a small section, it is also a holy object of cultivation. ”

Di Zi'an looked at the gray-white bamboo, although the place where it was hidden made people want to complain, but it was a genuine good thing, the fire of the world, Di Zi'an inevitably swelled up in his heart, the fire of the world, and pulled out of the waves in the chest of the proprietress ...... It seems to be very good......

That's a dead man! Di Zi'an couldn't help but feel a little nauseous, and didn't respond for a while.

The proprietress looked at her rather unkindly, if it weren't for the fact that this ant-like thing was so insatiable, if it weren't for the ...... The smiling look that came from the corner of the tavern made this kid a dish on the menu......

But he didn't dare, as long as the one was still watching all this, the proprietress would not dare to be presumptuous in front of him anyway.

Even if that person was just a whim, and then he pinched this mortal and drank wine, he didn't dare to force this mortal, because that person had already spoken, the connection had been established, cause and effect were involved, and the ownership of Di Zi'an had been confirmed and transferred to that person.

Persecuting Di Zi'an is equivalent to persecuting that person's subordinates, which is equivalent to not giving that person face, even if this persecution is to make Di Zi'an become that person's subordinate, this world is so nonsense......

Therefore, even if the anger in her heart can already burn thousands of flutes to ashes, she can't burst out on her face, and the proprietress takes a deep breath, "The calligraphy and ink left by one of the ten halls of Yama Luo hides the Dao method that goes straight to the netherworld. ”

The proprietress made a gesture, and in the cash register, a roll of rice paper flew over, and the lazy female voice sounded again, a little surprised, "Liu girl, you really have some good things here, but you are really willing." ”

The proprietress had a painful look on her face, "Lord Fujun said with a smile, this little friend is favored by you, and he will definitely soar, and the concubine is just a good friend in advance." ”

Di Zi'an couldn't help but look at the figure in the shadow of the position, and a chuckle came out, "It's not impossible to say that you like it, but it's really boring these days......" The proprietress scolded in her heart, you are a boring ghost, come to me every day to eat and drink!

"Little friend, ...... you" Di Zi'an's ears sounded the lazy female voice, Di Zi'an felt nervous, are you asking me?

"Can you sing?"

Di Zi'an blinked, accidentally said "What?" and then hurriedly closed her mouth, the female voice laughed, "Don't be nervous, your voice is okay, how about being a spirit witch in this world." ”

Why? Lingwu Dizi'an knows, probably doing things like serving the gods and presiding over sacrifices, but what does this have to do with the sound?

Although he asked symbolically how it was, Di Zi'an felt that this tone did not seem to be discussing with himself at all, and he really did not seem to be qualified to let the other party discuss with him.

What Di Zi'an didn't know was that the envious eyes of the proprietress on the side were red, the spirit witch was nothing, any village ritual and field sacrifice could be regarded as a spirit witch, but it depended on which god was served!

If it's a random demon or a land god, then it's a trick to kill this spirit witch.

But if it is a righteous god of the heavenly court, or a true god recognized by the endless world, then this spirit witch is terrible. What he represents is the face of the god behind him, maybe not powerful, but absolutely no one wants to provoke it.

If I was thinking about settling accounts after the autumn and unloading the flute to vent my hatred, now the proprietress is really serious about making friends.

Di Zi'an didn't hesitate anything, people are swords, I am fish and meat, even if I don't kill myself, this Lord Fujun is only afraid that he is also a powerful lord in this world, at least he will not be weaker than the ghost king.

Hug the thick thighs, hug the thick thighs.

"It's a great honor...... Oh no, Sansheng is lucky. Di Zi'an knelt deeply towards the figure in the shadows, this kneeling, cause and effect, Di Zi'an heard the voice and said lightly,

"Get up. ”

Unlike before, when he heard this voice at this time, Dizi'an was surging with uncontrollable fanaticism in his body and mind, as if he was willing to go to the soup for the owner of the sound and do everything he could.

This is the god I serve?!Dizi suddenly realized this thought in peace of mind, and raised his head, only to find that the tavern was gone, and in front of him was a majestic mountain.

How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone!

The blazing morning sun rises from the top of the mountain, and the rising sun rises here in the east! Heaven and earth are vast, the sun and the moon run among them, and praise songs are surging in all directions, praising the grandeur of God.

In front of Di Zi'an is an endless staircase, tens of thousands of grids, thousands of grids, endless, at the pinnacle of the place, there is a figure like the scorching sun, sitting on the throne.

It was a distance that Di Zi'an's eyes couldn't see, but the man was so dazzling that the distance was ignored, and Di Zi'an's eyes only saw the figure on the throne exuding the scorching sun, and the man said softly,

"Come up. ”

Softly, but like a thunderclap on the ground, Di Zi'an could barely control his body and mind, and stepped on the endless steps ahead.

In the ghost cave tavern, Fu Jun's faint voice echoed, "The girl of the Liu family, remember that you promised something." ”

The proprietress heard the sound of her heart breaking, although she couldn't remember how long she had been heartless......