Wanmin Hall

In the private room where the immortals were

"Mr. Zhongli! I really can't remember the Afterlife Hall anymore! ”

The person who said this was none other than the seventy-seventh generation hall master of the Afterlife Hall, Hu Tao.

With a reddish-brown gradient double ponytail, he wears a Chinese shirt with a pattern and a long back hem, which is patterned with flowers and lilies.

He wears a Qiankun Taigua hat with a black bow behind the hat, the material of the hat is hard, and the front is decorated with the emblem of the Hall of the Dead.

This hat was handed down to Hu Tao by the 75th generation of the hall owner, and Hu Tao spent a day and a night dismantling and repairing the old hat to his own size.

I cherish hats. The plum blossoms on the side of the hat are taken from the plum trees planted by Hu Tao himself.

Plum blossom eyes, slender fingers with jet-black nail polish, black robe up to the waist, shorts, socks and black shoes, red knots tied on the legs, and the Vision of God behind the back.

Hu Tao is very young, a 16-year-old girl, and no one knows what sad things she has experienced behind her back with a smile full of smiles.

As for why this ghostly little girl is here? So let's start with the first few minutes.

A few minutes ago

"Sir! Mr! Would you like to check out the latest events at the Hall of the Dead? There is a 50% discount! ”

Hu Tao ran to the port, on the street, near Bubulu, and even the location of the immortal ceremony to sell everywhere.

If he could, Hu Tao would like to go to the Jade Pavilion and sell to those female secretaries.

After all, these people work overtime every day, and sooner or later they will die suddenly, so it is better to prepare for the funeral as soon as possible.

Hu Tao did this in order to sell a few coffins in his hand to pay off his debts.

But no one seems to want to buy it, which makes people very upset, such a good deal! No one wants such a big bargain.

How poor are the people of Liyue Harbor now? It's all discounted, and no one buys it.

Mr. Zhongli is really! obviously asked him to help him sell it together, but in the end, I don't know where the person went, and Hu Tao couldn't find it.

Just when she was a little overwhelmed, she overheard the conversation of several children, and the content of the conversation made her pair of plum blossom eyes light up slightly.

The content of the children's conversation is roughly as follows:

"Hey, did you hear that?" A little girl said mysteriously on the side, as if she was holding some great secret in her hand.

"What did you hear? How are you so secretive? The two little boys next to him said in unison, their eyes full of curiosity.

"I heard that there seem to be a few immortals over there in Wanmin Hall!"

"Immortals?! Is it the immortal who was mentioned once or twice before in the story told by my mother? ”

The child's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, although how have they heard of the immortals? But when his mother told him stories, she barely heard them once or twice.

"Then let's go quickly! We've got to check it out! ”

Hearing this, the little girl just shook her head slightly and said with some sighs.

"Mom said that there was a lot of people there today, and in order to prevent us from being abducted by the bad uncle, they did not allow us to run around."

"Bad Uncle .....," one of the young boys said with a frightened expression.

"Huh! Then let's not go! Bad uncles are terrible! ”

The three children all bowed their heads slightly, as if they had missed something interesting, but after a while, they began to play little games again.

And Hu Tao on the side nodded slightly, that's an immortal, there must be a lot of money for the funeral of the immortal, right?

That's a good business!

Thinking like this, Hu Tao first stepped forward and handed out the coupons of the Death Hall to the three children respectively, and then quickly ran towards the Wanmin Hall.

The children took the coupons, and thought that they had picked up some big bargains, and when they went home and gave them to their parents, they would definitely be praised!

"Business Business ~ Business of the Dead Church ~"

The running posture of the walnut is cute, and it looks like it is jumping and jumping, giving it a lively feeling.

She sings her own songs, and the lyrics sound very ugly, but because she has a good voice, few people will be disgusted.

Come to Wanmin Hall

"This is it!"

Although there were a lot of people, Hu Tao didn't care, she rushed in directly, and no one stopped her anyway.

As for why no one stopped? Just kidding, this is the master of the Afterlife Hall, not that she has much power, but she is a funeral.

If she has a funeral in the future, what if she is still a little girl who holds a grudge and jumps on the coffin of herself or her relatives?

Moreover, the Hall of Death is in charge of life and death, except for some insiders, many people feel that the word "death" is very unlucky, so no one wants to get involved.

And at the moment when Hu Tao rushed in, the pot that had just come out of the kitchen was about to look for Xiangling, when he saw a familiar girl running in.

Seeing this girl, Guoba first tilted his head, and then reacted, his little eyes widened, and he ran over directly, wanting to push Hu Tao out.

"Gollum Gurgle!" Guoba dialect (translation: you can't go in!) Can't go in and bully Xiangling)

"Don't stop me! I'm going to go in and sell to the immortals! Hu Tao looked at the pot under his feet and had a hint of playfulness, after all, the pot looked fluffy and cute.

But as soon as such a thought arose, she was frightened by a familiar boy and a familiar line.

The souls were scared away.

That sentence is exactly what Zhongli said:

"Then according to the custom, the bill will be recorded in the account of the Afterlife Hall first..... Then ......"

"I want them all!"

Hearing this familiar line, Hu Tao's plum blossom pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart was dripping blood.

Boy! No wonder I couldn't find any trace of Mr. Zhongli after searching for a long time! It turned out that Mr. Zhongli came to Wanmin Hall for dinner!

Miss Ben is tired of supporting her family outside! You're good! I came to eat again, and I was going to make another account for the Dead Hall!

That's not going to work!

Thinking like this, Hu Tao exerted all his strength, ignored the obstruction of the pot, and forcibly walked in.

It is because of this that there is the scene of "mercy under the mouth" just now.

Inside the private room

Seeing Hu Tao's arrival, the five people and one bear all had different ideas.

Zhongli: How did the hall master get here?

Xiao: This girl..... Don't come up with any new tricks.....

Xiangling: It's broken! Hu Tao didn't come to bully me, did he?

Floating House: This girl's clothes are so familiar..... That bear is so familiar.....

Disaster Relief: It's so peaceful.... To A.....

Guoba: Grunt, grunt, grunt! (Get out, get out!) ）

"Master Hu Tao, I don't know what is the matter with rushing in so eagerly?" Zhongli dried his silence first, waved his hand out, and asked with some confusion.

During this time period, isn't the owner of the Walnut Hall generally selling outside? And you only need to spend outside.

"Mr. Zhongli! The Hall of the Dead really can't keep accounts anymore! If you continue like this, I won't be able to pay my employees' salaries! ”

Hu Tao rushed over, grabbed Zhongli's arm, and said with a handful of snot and tears.

"Oh? We don't have to be tied down by the number of Mora, and Mora was originally something that the Rock Emperor created and traded. ”

"It's going to be spent..."

Zhongli said seriously, just kidding, the master himself is Mora, what is the money? It's just something to trade.

Hu picks: ........

Raid: Puff..... Haha, a famous scene! Laugh at me.....

Hu Tao was speechless, Mr. Zhongli still said this set of words, and it wasn't the hair on your body that was plucked, of course you didn't feel distressed!

"I don't care! The price of the dishes in Wanmintang is so expensive! This time, it is not allowed to be sent to the living hall account! ”

Hu Tao said, shaking Zhongli's arm vigorously again, even if she dies today, it will not let you consume a Mora in Wanmin Hall!

Oh no, the next hall master hasn't been born yet, and she can't just die like this.

"Okay! Then this bill will be credited to Childe...."Zhongli couldn't stand Hu Tao's stubborn beating, so he could only say softly.

"Yay!" Hu Tao said happily.

Childe Tartaglia: Okay....... Yes........

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