Chapter Eighty-Three: Erha

No one's life is peaceful, but it is also boring, but Ye Shimmer is also happy to be idle, stealing half a day of leisure. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since coming to the Shendu, Ye Shuo has not stopped, first entered the so-called military department in a daze, although they fought with Lao He and they were hot, but the task was really dead, and then met Mr. Wang at the Longmen Inn, and also made the famous Nanhuang a sword Wushenya owed himself a favor, I have to say that his abacus played loudly.

Of course, one more thing to say is that the monk who quit gambling, the elusive monk, and the jade Buddha who was handed over to him, Ye Shuo has never had a good impression of the monk, and the monk pays attention to the seven emotions and six desires that do not enter my heart, according to what Li Po said, people, just have to enjoy, otherwise what is the meaning of living, not to mention Li Po's clamor of often dying bald donkeys, there is no quality.

Under the influence of ears and eyes, Ye Shuo also does not have much affection for the monk, although the secret method of Buddhism practice runs through the ancient and modern, King Kong is angry, and the dragon and the tiger are subdued, but Ye Shuo really shaves his head to learn the set of Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, and he can't learn it.

However, this gambling monk couldn't help but drink and meat, which made Ye Shuo can't help but take a look.

I have met a lot of people, of course, I have offended a lot of people, the Xue Ding who met Chaofeng Pavilion exuded a coldness from his bones, Ye Shuo had long forgotten about the nine clouds, and there was Xiahou Yuan, of course, the biggest hidden danger was Wang Ze, the son of the prime minister of Wang Fuwang, although it looked like a little white face, but Xia Qingyi reminded Ye Shuo that this person was very deep in the city and should not be underestimated.

Sorrow sighs to sorrow, some things still have to be done.

The fat man squinted two pairs of small eyes, and his fat little hand patted Ye Shuo's shoulder and said with a smile: "Boss, don't be nervous, you don't necessarily have a fat man, so don't have psychological pressure." ”

Speechlessly, he glared at the fat man, and opened his mouth to reprimand: "This is triumphant?

There are still four layers of soul power in the Yama Seal, although the last time I went to the Netherworld, I gained a lot, but it also made Nightshimmer a poor person, and the mark that I managed to accumulate is only four layers left, and I can only summon it twice if I summon the Netherworld.

I have to say that the fat man is still quite powerful, and several times it was the fat man's hungry ghost Dao's devouring magic power that saved Night Shimmer, which also made him even more excited about what kind of ghost ghost he summoned next.

Walking out of the warm room, he couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly came to the golden willow tree, looking at the Yama mark in his hand with a solemn expression, this Yama imprinted in the palm of his hand since he came to this world.

Of course, there must be one thing before this, Nightshimmer doesn't want his secret to be exposed, so let the fat man hurry around to see if there are any snoopers.

It would be best to leave this matter to the fat man, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see the fat man come back, his brows were furrowed, if it weren't for the Yama mark indicating that the fat man was still there, Ye Shuo felt that the dead fat man would have died again a long time ago.

You can see the fat man coming through the wall from afar, the twisted little hands are tangled, and he turns back three times one step at a time, very reluctant.

"Why did you go for so long, did you find something?"

The fat man looked at Ye Shuo shyly, blushing and said, "Lao Wang and Widow Li next door are doing something indescribable. ”

Ye Shuo looked at the fat man with a surprised face, and said, "That's why you didn't come back?"

The fat man lowered his head to himself, and his reverent appearance of admitting his mistakes was strangely sincere.

When I looked up, I saw Ye Shuo looking at the fat man with a wicked smile, and said with a squeezing of his eyebrows: "Come, tell my brother what the situation is." ”

So this person is a ghost, secretly bowing his head to talk about some topics that are inappropriate for children, and looking at each other's eyes are like-minded.

Ye Shuo is not a trouble-free lord no matter how he says, when he was still a border army, he thought about running to the Qinglou, although he was dragged back by Li Polian's kicking and kicking, but it still did not dispel the spring dream of this hot-blooded young man.

Once the episode is over, the business still has to be done.

The divine thoughts slowly penetrated into the Yama Mark, and felt the soul power of the two layers of the mark turn into a faint green point of light floating out of the palm of his hand, scattered in front of the night shimmer, and falling on the branches of the golden willow tree, making the dry treetops have some vitality.

It fluttered like a swarm of fireflies, and after circling around the night shimmer, it slowly landed on the ground.

The faint green points of light swiped according to a certain trajectory, and after a burst of light, scarlet veins appeared on the ground, like a formation, complex and simple, the scarlet veins did not make Ye Shuo feel a little bloody, and even had a peaceful atmosphere, which made him feel calm.

The wind was followed by a storm of eagerness, the scarlet veins seemed to connect another world, dead silence and emptiness spread under the golden willow trees, and a low roar slowly fell into Nightshier's ears.

The ghostly light gathered, forming a circular ball of light, intertwined like a silkworm cocoon, and the ancient veins appeared on the light cocoon, with some kind of hideous blood, as if it had life.

Legend has it that the Netherworld's Gate of Life and Death is the only passage to the depths of hell, and the Gate of Life and Death is guarded by the terrifying ghosts of the underworld, fierce and cruel, born with three heads, one is bloodthirsty, two is a dementor, and three is a devourer.

It is also rumored that the three heads represent the past, present and future.

Legends are legends after all, there are true and false, and when she saw the scarlet three-pronged head pattern, Nightshimmer couldn't help but think of a hellish watchman, the three-headed dog of hell.

When the scarlet gradually dissipated, Nightshimmer's expectant heart completely cooled, and she stared blankly at what appeared in front of her, completely speechless.

Black and white hair, more than a meter long, looks very majestic, stares at a pair of watery blue eyes, indescribably cute, this pure is a husky!

Night Shuo looked at the fat man helplessly, the first time he summoned was this dead fat ghost, this time it was a husky, and there was no one, but maybe this dog was also not good-looking?

"Come, Erha, let the fat man see what you are capable of. ”

Erha stared, glanced at the fat man coldly, walked in front of the fat man with his head held high, and his cute little nose snorted disdainfully.

After being arrogant, he coquettishly circled around the soles of Nightshimmer's feet, sticking out his tongue as he swirled.

This made the fat man's grimace twitch suddenly, looking at the happy night flash, the fat man cried and mourned, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It's not easy to be a ghost, not only to be bullied, but also to be bullied by dogs, why bother.