“？” Jiu Ge got up and broke free from An Chen's arms.

"If the little girl guessed correctly, it's a boy named Hua Zhijian, right?" Meng Ninghua thought for a while and asked.

"Yes!" Jiu Ge nodded vigorously.

"Did he go to you to make a wish?" An Chen stretched out his arm and pulled Jiu Ge back into his arms.

"Woo Yi ......" Jiu Ge, who was caught off guard, whispered.

"Hmmm......"

Meng Ninghua's mood was a little complicated.

Why is he still forced to watch others show affection after being dead for so long......

If she hadn't died at the time, she should have been able to marry Ruyi Langzhong and enjoy what she should have enjoyed.

"But he is very strange, the wish he made when he shook the lot was about the dead, and he also had a strong sense of the dead." Meng Ninghua calmed down her mood and calmly explained to the two in front of her.

"Breath of the dead?" Jiu Ge nervously raised his head and glanced at An Chen's chin.

"......" An Chen narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.

It's not a surprise.

He had thought of this possibility from the beginning.

"Well, but I didn't agree to grant his wish, his subject should have gone to the underworld." Meng Ninghua waved his hand, and a retro-style red chair appeared behind him.

After sitting down, a teacup and water appeared out of thin air in her hand.

"What about Anchen?" Jiu Ge touched An Chen's arm uneasily.

It's still so icy.

And now her ass is frozen too.

"If I'm not mistaken, An Engong does have the aura of the dead, and it's not surprising that he exudes a cold aura." Meng Ninghua took an elegant sip of tea.

"Huh?" Jiu Ge's face instantly turned pale.

Anchen still didn't react, just gently touched Jiu Ge's hand.

"But don't worry, it's just like the dead, it's not that you're dead or about to die." Seeing that Jiu Ge had misunderstood the meaning, Meng Ninghua hurriedly explained.

If he dies like this, then it is impossible for Hua Zhijian to live well until now.

"Are there any side effects of that?" Hearing this, Jiu Ge breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, she thought she was going to get married in the future.

Hearing this question, Meng Ninghua was a little shy.

Coughing, she whispered: "In the short term, it may not be convenient for you to make out......"

"Affectionate!?" Jiu Ge hugged his head, and the red on his face spread directly from his ears to the base of his neck.

"Well, what about the long term?" An Chen lowered his head and chuckled, his expression still determined.

"In the long run, there is a slight possibility that people will not be ghosts." Meng Ninghua hesitated, but still told the truth.

After all, Hua Zhijian itself is not a human being, nor a ghost.

"What?" Jiu Ge took his hand off his head in disbelief.

She wondered if she had misheard.

"In short, the little girl will find a way, and the matter of the knight is the same, it may be difficult, but it should be able to solve it." Meng Ninghua got up again.

With another wave of his hand, the chair disappeared along with the teacup.

She smiled softly, and her expression deepened.

"In your state, you probably won't be expelled if you go directly to the underworld, and you can fit in perfectly." Meng Ninghua saluted the two, and then knelt down.

“？” Anchen and Jiuge didn't know what to do.

This inexplicable remark and inexplicable message sound subtle.

"Hurry up." Nine songs.

"If the news that the little girl hears is okay, the missing people in Jingcheng will soon be declared suspended from death, because they can't be found in the place where the living are." Meng Ninghua shook her head with a solemn expression.

"What do you mean?" Anchen frowned slightly.

"Are they in the underworld?" Jiu Ge asked the question in An Chen's heart.

"Quite possibly." Meng Ninghua nodded.

Her source of information is fine.

"How reliable is the information?" Jiu Ge stroked his hair with a serious expression.

"Basically, it's a real hammer." Meng Ninghua did not hesitate.

"Where is the source?" An Chen frowned slightly.

"Huang Jingjing, the daughter of Huang Lao." Meng Ninghua replied.

"......" Jiu Ge's expression changed instantly.

"She didn't make any wishes to you, did she?" An Chen hugged Jiu Ge's hand tightly.

"I refused, and by the way, I told her that you and Mrs. An were a natural pair." Meng Ninghua recalled for a moment and replied.

"Well done." Anchen nodded with satisfaction.

This Meng Ninghua really understands it very well.

"Whew." Jiu Ge's hanging heart let go,

Just as she relaxed, Meng Ninghua said in surprise again: "There is another thing, Hua Zhijian is probably also in the underworld." ”

“？”

This time, Anchen was also stunned.

"You may have to go for the sake of your wishes."

Meng Ninghua said her thoughts bluntly.

"I see." An Chen sighed and let go of Jiu Ge.

"Then I'll ......" Jiu Ge hurriedly turned around.

"You ...... this kind of thing" Anchen decisively refused, but was interrupted halfway through his words.

"I'm going to be with you too!" Jiu Ge's attitude was very resolute.

Although the underworld may be terrifying, if An Chen disappears inside, she will definitely regret it for the rest of her life.

"Mrs. An's side, I'll figure it out." Meng Ninghua glanced at Jiu Ge and slowly spoke.

"Thank you, Miss Meng."

Since Meng Ninghua said so, Jiu Ge relieved himself.

At least the other party is professional in this aspect, and many things can be done.

"You're welcome." Meng Ninghua smiled.

glanced at An Chen faintly, and her words changed: "I know that Engong has always been passive and slacking off on the things that my little daughter asked. ”

"......" Anchen was silent.

"It's not ...... Complete passivity. Jiu Ge winked at Meng Ninghua.

"This time, please Duke Engong and Mrs. An, if you want to go to the underworld, if you can, help the little girl find that guy." Meng Ninghua sighed, her head lowering her head.

Meng Ninghua couldn't enter the underworld because of his special circumstances.

If she could, she also hoped that she could catch the person who had harmed her.

"This is what the little girl has prepared for you, a piece of wood in the little girl's grave. If you have it, you might be able to find him. Looking up again, she pulled out a misshapen piece of wood from her bosom.

This is the extra thing in my pocket when I died at that time.

If it's okay, it's supposed to be the murderer.

Coupled with her hard work over the years, this wood now has a spirituality.

"I see." Anchen nodded.

The next moment, the wood "phantom appeared" into his hand.

Hearing this, Meng Ninghua raised her eyebrows: "That little girl said goodbye first, thank you Engong for helping me cure this zombie-like symptom." ”

She got up slowly, and seemed to be really relieved.

"You're welcome." Jiu Ge helped An Chen answer.

She licked her lips and thought of the clip clip of the zombie TV series she had accidentally seen before: "You know zombie movies? ”

Meng Ninghua embarrassedly took out a handkerchief and covered her face: "The little girl occasionally uses her own channels to sneak a look." ”

“……”