When the old man woke up, it was already the first seven days.

This is normal.

The ghosts in the underworld are different from the yang world, and they are very ghosts, and almost all the new ghosts will have a comfortable feeling, and they are naturally reluctant to wake up.

What's more, the ghosts don't usually pay much attention to time.

So after sleeping for so long, the old man didn't feel it at all.

"Your Excellency, I've slept so comfortably this night." It's been a long time since he's slept so soundly, and since he's older, he's slept less.

Mustard Boat is reading a book, Zhou Linlang is a capable person, these days, the work in her hands has been asked by Zhou Linlang, but she is idle.

I had nothing to do and asked Hades for a few books to read to pass the time.

Hades has an unknown hobby, likes to collect all kinds of books, and since the popularity of modern e-book novels, he has also acquired a mobile phone.

Although the prefecture is not popular.

But there are several Yamas, and they can communicate.

On weekdays, when he has nothing to do, Hades reads novels.

Thousands of years ago, these words were popular, and now they are even more popular.

There are so many things that human beings spend in their time.

She closed the book and said, "Normal, the ghost in the underworld...... In fact, it is yin qi to raise ghosts, and it is normal to be comfortable. ”

The old man nodded, I see, but he blinked, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"Seven days." Mustard poured him a cup of soul tea.

Soul Tea and Soul Solid Pill have similar effects.

It's just that the effect is not as powerful as the Soul Solidifying Pill, and it is a tea fried with the leaves of the other side flower.

Thinking of this, Mustard Boat suddenly remembered that in the Yellow Spring, the sea of flowers on the other side was bald for a long time, and she estimated that hundreds of millions of flowers on the other side would be destroyed.

Meng Po is afraid that it will take a few decades to plant these 100 million flowers from the other side.

"Huh?" The old man exclaimed, "It's been seven days?" It's ......."

"Moreover, the one who will enter the world tonight is already three quarters of the hour, which means that we have a quarter of an hour left, fifteen minutes." Mustard Boat took a light sip of tea.

The old man sat up from the bed with a "pout".

"I'm not on the ground? Why did you run to bed again? Alas, don't care, adults take me back, I still want to meet the children......"

……

Everyone gathered in the live broadcast room.

Even the mourning hall of the old man was full of people.

Because everyone is waiting, after all, everyone only knows about the soul, and has never seen it.

Mustard was tempted to say.

This is Bai Wuchang's work, she is a ghost hunter! Why is she now obviously black impermanence, but she has done the work of white impermanence!

Gan!

With an expressionless face, she took the old man from the underworld to the mourning hall.

This mourning hall was organized by the children themselves, and the village originally wanted to help at public expense, but they all refused.

"Dad Liu has been helping us for the rest of his life, there is no reason why we don't provide for him in his old age, and the money in the village will be given to those who are more in need."

This sentence is put there.

What moved the reporters who rushed to the scene was even more impressed, the old man was a moving figure, and the public naturally noticed that the money in the village was also taken by the government.

But he was politely rejected by the old man's "children".

The largest of them had already made their careers.

The money is not needed at all.

What's more, everyone wants to contribute money and efforts, and there are already a lot of stalls.

There's no need to take the money.

It was full of people, the old man's children, the people of the village, and those who came to mourn the old man after hearing the news.

See this.

As soon as the live broadcast started.

Everyone only felt a gust of wind blowing, and they saw the live broadcast room open.

The mustard boat left the old man behind.

their business.

She'd better stay on the sidelines.

Her gaze was cold.

I did sigh in my heart, I hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

……

The mustard boat is relaxed, and the man who has lost a general is already about to explode.

Zheng Ming clenched his fists, "This woman! The ghost is not gone! It was her good thing that hurt me at the beginning, and now she is doing bad things for me, why is she still ghostly! ”

He "framed" a punch on the table.

venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Zheng Shui was rarely conscious, "Brother, it's better to send someone to kill her directly." ”

After all, a ghost is poor.

It's hard to do.

I finally got in touch with some of the characters in the underworld, and they couldn't let the mustard boat bother anymore.

Zheng Ming narrowed his eyes, "You think I don't want to?" He snorted coldly, "This woman is now the strength of the ghost king, and even vaguely wants to increase her strength, and the ghosts we have captured so far are all waste, and none of them can resist fighting." ”

"There are even some who can't stand dying when they strip off their souls, and they are not as good as those ancients."

"A bunch of trash." After saying that, he didn't forget to curse, none of them were useful.

Their weapons are not level enough to fight the Ghost King.

If you fight hard, you have no chance of winning.

Mustard Boat also got this right, so he went out to the world unscrupulously, and dared to broadcast live clearly.

In particular, the previous artificial ghosts were sent back to the underworld.

There are not many souls of the ancients left in his hands.

"Damn slut, I should have just grabbed her soul for experiments in the first place!" The man huffed, "Ziyi has already sacrificed, let No. 809 detonate her soul." ”

Zheng Shui touched his nose, "Wouldn't No. 809 be too cruel, I heard that she didn't offer anything......"

"Shut up, you will do whatever I say! Now, immediately, immediately! Exit and go! Zheng Ming was furious.

Of the hundreds of thousands of test specimens, less than a hundred can be used by him,

Number 809 is one of them,

This is a conscious new yin weapon.

The Yin weapon is an unusual weapon, which should only be an exclusive weapon that can only be used by the Yin soldiers stationed in the underworld, but it is too inhumane to make it.

It is expressly forbidden by the prefecture.

The strength of the Yin weapon depends on the strength of the soul.

If it's a particularly strong spirit.

It will also derive its own consciousness.

That's the case with number 809.

Number 809 is the spirit of an Oiran.

Zheng Ming only remembered this, all the information was controlled by Ziyi, and now that Ziyi was arrested, how could he not be afraid.

But his wishful thinking came to naught after all.

Because......

Mustard Zhou's partner Bai Wuchang Lin Pingyang.

He was a Jinyi guard before he was born.

He's a master of torture.

It was also a coincidence that Lin Pingyang had just come back from the training, and he was originally going to go directly to the mustard boat, but the king of Hades knew that Lin Pingyang must be sent to appear at this time.

The ghost who passed through his hands.

There is not a single one who is not crying and begging for mercy.

He frowned, and said in a low voice, with a very unwilling sad face, "Zhou Zhou doesn't like me to fight and kill the most, Lord Hades, did you do it on purpose?" You must have done it on purpose, it's a nuisance. ”

Disgusted took the punishment, and he raised his eyebrows.

He hasn't come back for half a year, and I don't know if Zhouzhou has thought about the tea and rice he wants.

This woman is really ...... Way!

He subconsciously wanted to take the mourning stick, but suddenly remembered that the mourning stick was still in Zhouzhou's hand.

Woooooo Zhouzhou, you wait for me! I'll go to you right after I'm done interrogating this woman!