Wanwan took out the doll that Hei Wuchang gave her, and Huang Xikong got up and floated out of the window: "I'll go out for a walk first." ”

Xia Zhihuai watched Huang Xikong disappear in the blink of an eye, and chuckled: "Why does he run away every time you are looking for a ghost?" ”

Wanwan retracted her gaze, not surprised at all.

"He's a lonely ghost on the fugitive roster of the underworld, and of course he doesn't want to meet the ghost head-on."

"He's already a thousand-year-old ghost, and ordinary ghosts shouldn't be able to deal with him, right?" Xia Zhihuai pondered.

Wanwan nodded: "Generally, ghosts really can't do anything about him, but they will record him when they meet." Once the ghost is on the list of absconding in the underworld, even if it is the emperor's grandmother, the king of Hades will not be particularly gracious. Moreover, the prefecture has a special tolerance to arrest this kind of ghost who slips through the net, resists and resists arrest, and will be sentenced to a heavier sentence when he goes to the underworld in the future. ”

"Huang Xikong's situation is special, you should take it as appropriate, right?"

Maybe it's okay, but Wanwan doesn't care about this, and has already injected the aura into the doll, and said with a flat mouth: "He doesn't want to go to the underworld now, and he doesn't want to meet ghosts, he should want revenge." ”

"Revenge?" Xia Zhihuai was a little confused, "He has been dead for thousands of years, and the enemy must have died early, and revenge should be found in the underworld." ”

Wanwan pursed the corners of her mouth and shook her head.

This is what she heard from the ghost in the ghost the other day.

Uncle Huang's enemies did not go to the underworld, so they should also stay in the human world, or ...... It is in the Jin tomb that has not been fully protected and excavated.

Emperor Xu did a lot of evil during his lifetime, how dare he go to the underworld to report after his death.

So before he dies, he will definitely try his best to avoid the ghosts who come to collect his soul after death.

Huang Xikong has been Emperor Xu's courtier, and he has also shared a bed with him, so he can naturally guess Emperor Xu's thoughts.

The mortal enemy is still in the world, how could Huang Xikong go to the underworld to be reincarnated.

He was absolutely unwilling to let the culprit of killing his wife and his own people go unpunished.

The temperature in the house dropped, and Xia Zhihuai knew that the ghost was coming, so he didn't continue to ask.

Fan Wuyi was dressed in a black robe, and stood in the living room with a dark soul rope wrapped around his arm.

"I've seen little adults."

Wanwan looked at Fan Wuyi, and immediately smiled: "Uncle Fan is good." ”

"What's the matter with the little adult?"

Wanwan dragged the unlucky ghost squatting in the corner to him: "Caught an unlucky ghost." ”

Fan Wuyi put the soul hook rope on the neck of the unlucky ghost, took out the tablet and swept it: "Richard, Yang Shou is not over?" ”

Unfinished life?

Fan Wuyi's expression, which was originally quite gentle, suddenly became serious.

"He was killed by a cultivator?" Fan asked.

Wanwan shook her head: "I don't know about this, I caught it because my brother was borrowed some time ago, and this unlucky ghost has been following him, and he can't get rid of it." ”

Fan Wuyi checked the unlucky ghost: "It has no autonomous consciousness anymore." ”

Wanwan nodded, and told him the truth about Huang Xikong's analysis before: "It should be that he was caught and refined into a low-level ghost servant, but I don't have too many useful clues now." ”

Hide the evil spirit's affairs first, otherwise Uncle Ghost will be exposed.

"Who is the person who gave your brother the luck loan?" Fan Wuyi felt that this matter had to be investigated.

There are not many people who cultivate the Tao of Xuanxuan, but each strength is not something that ordinary people can resist, once there is a black sheep...... It will inevitably cause more innocent deaths within the scope, which is a very serious matter for the prefecture itself.

Xia Zhihuai himself said: "It's a colleague from before, named Huo Zhe. ”

"I'll take this unlucky ghost back first, and tell the queen of Hades that I will send a ghost to investigate."

Wanwan immediately nodded the chick: "Okay, Uncle Fan is hard." ”

After sending Fan Wujiao away, Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan's hearts were finally settled.

Xia Zhihuai touched the temperature of the bottle and flicked his forehead: "Go wash your hands, and then drink the milk." ”

Wanwan touched the door of her head, and ran to the bathroom to flush her hands.

After coming back, Huang Xikong had already sat on the sofa again, like a second uncle, completely treating this place as his own territory.

Xia Zhihuai hugged Wanwan to the sofa and sat down, and handed her the bottle.

Wanwan immediately held the warm milk with both hands, and stared at Huang Xikong with big eyes.

"See what?" Huang Xikong turned the TV back into the cartoon and asked a little unhappily.

Wanwan: "When are you going to take revenge?" ”

Huang Xikong: "I don't know. ”

Wanwan: "Do you want to stay at my house all the time?" ”

Huang Xikong: "I'll help you with your errands, you take care of food and housing, what's the problem?" ”

"You also helped me get a pendant, and I paid you three Yin Gathering Talismans is enough."

Huang Xikong stared at her condescendingly: "There is still a big meal left, and the unlucky ghost was also caught by me." ”

Wanwan was not convinced, she didn't need him to make a move, in fact, she could easily catch the unlucky ghost.

"You can't be too ungrateful."

Huang Xikong raised his hand and knocked on the door of her head, feeling that the contact was a little burning, and immediately retracted it.

Wanwan didn't want to raise him.

Because it is not easy for her brother to raise her.

And this terrible ghost doesn't have anything to do, and it feels like it's not good to fight, relying on them to eat rice.

Xia Zhihuai came out of the kitchen with a beer, nestled on the sofa and said, "Do you want to have supper now, or wait for tomorrow to order a table of takeout for you?" ”

Huang Xikong thought about it for a while: "Can't you have it all?" ”

"I see you're not in a good mood, so I can drink with you." Huang Xikong sincerely suggested.

Xia Zhihuai is indeed a little depressed at the moment, but he doesn't have any special friends, especially when he is depressed now, going out to drink will definitely be photographed by the media on the hot search.

"Then I'll order more supper."

Xia Zhihuai didn't want to manage his figure anymore.

His career has now stopped at the bottom, and there is still a long way to go before he can return to his heyday, so let it be indulged today.

Wanwan knew that she was not qualified to drink, so she raised the bottle: "Brother, I can drink with you!" ”

Xia Zhihuai couldn't help laughing: "Yes, what do you want to eat?" ”

Wanwan immediately came to her senses, climbed over from the sofa, and sat next to him looking at her phone.

Huang Xikong was also very curious, floated behind the two of them, and poked his head to look at the mobile phone interface in his hand.

"Let's order a little bit of this barbecue."

"And this, roasted eggplant and green pepper ......"

"I'm going to eat the sixtieth birthday."

"Grilled fish and snails?"

The two huddled together and argued.

After Xia Zhihuai placed an order, he looked at a lot of things in the list and couldn't help but have black lines on his head.

"So much, are we done eating?"

"I'm done." Wanwan patted her belly and reassured, and then pointed to Huang Xikongdao, "Uncle Li Ghost ordered the most." ”

"No matter how much you eat the tribute, you won't feel full." Huang Xikong said to himself.

"It's a waste." Wanwan knocked on the sofa to complain.

It's all my brother's small money.

Huang Xikong: "I'm here to accompany your brother to drink and relieve boredom." ”

Wanwan: "Eat and drink." ”

Xia Zhihuai rolled his eyes: "I thank you." ”

Huang Xikong floated to the sofa and sat down: "You're welcome." ”

Xia Zhihuai was speechless: ...... Stinky shameless, this guy.

"The underworld sent a ghost to check Huozhe, can you find out anything?"

When he was waiting for supper, Xia Zhihuai remembered what happened to Fang Cai, and couldn't help but raise the doubts in his heart.

Huang Xikong shook his head: "It's not good for ghosts to interfere in human affairs, they should go to Daomen to investigate this matter in the end." ”

"Huo Zhe doesn't look like that, he doesn't know how to do evil magic, the evil image and evil spirit in his hand ...... Where did you get it? ”

Huang Xikong hooked his lips: "Definitely." ”

Wanwan watched cartoons without interjecting.

"If the Daomen really wants to find out about this matter, maybe they can pick up the radish and bring out the mud and catch several big fish."

Huang Xikong hated these evil cultivators and unscrupulous ways the most.

He thought that if he died, he would be a hundred, at least the dust would return to dust, and those bad things would be liquidated when they arrived in the underworld.

But he never expected that Emperor Xu would find so many cultivators who were not doing their jobs, and used that kind of vicious method to seal his soul in the tomb, and he would not be born for thousands of years.

This enmity has long been gone.

is not only Emperor Xu, but also those demons who help the evil.