After reading Sun Yupu's letter, Yang Ning was silent, and the little ghosts were also silent.

This is the first time that this person has encountered a ghost.

Honghong: "So, Orange Orange is, threatened?" ”

Hitomi: "If you don't let Heavenly Dao directly chop this thing to death with a thunderbolt, save time and effort." ”

"So what is Orange Orange playing?"

The little turtle crawled over with a broken hand and a broken foot and said: "All enemies are dealt with like this, and the whole play will end directly, and Orange Orange will have no more to play......"

Summer held her heart and said thoughtfully: "Orange Orange said that if the victim can't execute the enemy with his own hands, that kind of revenge has no meaning. ”

"I still remember the feeling of revenge when I dug out Bai Chang's heart, and I felt that there was still justice in this world."

"If this is not the case, I'm afraid I will become a demon in the world like Aunt Zhang Wen......"

Yang Ning yawned, and with a wave of his hand, the letter paper burned on its own.

Staring at the flame burning in Yang Ning's hand, Hitomi said, "Didn't you notice, there is a very strange point here." ”

"This Sun Yupu seems to know more about Orange Orange, but looking at his tone, it seems that he is not afraid at all?"

Honghong raised her little red hand and said, "Normal, I've seen too many such two defects, and none of them have had an accident so far." ”

Stunned Chen Yamei: "None of them had an accident?" ”

Hitomi: "Red means that those people are either dead, lit up, or hung on the wall as collectibles, and none of them happen unexpectedly. ”

Chen Yamei asked, "What about this chubby father?" ”

All the little ghosts turned their heads to look at Yang Ning in unison.

The latter looked at the night rain outside, and said excitedly: "It's a little late today, go to bed." ”

"Okay!"

As soon as he heard that he was going to sleep, Bei Bei and Shiwen, who had been sitting silently and had not participated in the discussion of the little ghosts, became excited.

These two little female ghosts are usually silent, but they are very active when they wash Yang Ning and lay the floor.

After a while, after washing, Yang Ning lay on the ground bunk, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

On the side, some of the little ghosts gathered around him, and some floated in the store at will.

The delicate little female ghost, who usually doesn't talk much, held up her cracked face, lay beside Yang Ning and asked, "Orange Orange, won't you save the great poet?" ”

"He? He doesn't need me to save him. ”

Yang Ning raised his hand to caress Beibei's little face, and the cracks on that delicate little face disappeared, but when Yang Ning's hand left, those cracks immediately reappeared.

"He is a disciple of the Daomen of the Eight Classics, and he is also a member of the Special Management Bureau, Xia Guodaomen is a real thousand-year-old inheritance, a famous and authentic family, and the background of the Special Administration Bureau is not only on the surface, so we don't need to worry about him."

"In order to save their own disciples, those Taoist priests can turn the entire Luke Principality over."

"Duchy of Luke?"

Hitomi said, "I've seen the map, and I remember that the place is in Central Europe, on the other side of the Inland Sea. ”

Sun Dapang on the side said curiously: "Isn't the great poet in the white bear?" How did you get to that place? ”

The little turtle, who climbed to the ceiling, said: "It must be that the great poet got the wrong information, so he was ambushed!" ”

Yang Ning: "Well, that's pretty much what it means, when I just saw the hair on the wooden sword, I counted it, Sun Yupu and the great poet are now in Luke, a small Central European country with a population of hundreds of thousands. ”

"After Sun Yupu knew what we were doing in front of him, he made preparations in advance."

"The information obtained by the Special Management Bureau, which has been smooth sailing, is a false news deliberately forged and released by Sun Yupu, so that the great poet pounced on the white bear and fell into the trap of others, in fact, ......"

As he spoke, Yang Ning glanced at the bloody peachwood sword, "Actually, he can kill it, but he deliberately left it alone in order to cover the evacuation of other special services." ”

Summer, who listened to the story silently, wondered: "So, why did the chubby dad go to Luke?" What's in that place? ”

Yang Ning was slightly happy and said, "There is nothing in that place, it's just that there are a lot of bugs, and the people there like bugs." ”

Holding the diary, there were little stars in his eyes: "Are these all calculated by Orange Orange?" Orange Orange is amazing! ”

The other four Xiaohong nodded vigorously.

When the other little ghosts were about to say something more, Yang Ning turned over and said, "Shut up and sleep!" ”

For a moment, the store fell silent.

Soon, Yang Ning fell asleep.

It was raining heavily again on Yundu Road, and the rain was rattling.

The candlelight in the small shop is warm yellow, which has become a warm scenery in the night rain.

In the second half of the night, someone came in the rain.

A beautiful and beautiful woman, wearing a Taoist robe, came to the front of Yang Ning's store with a guqin on her back, a cloth bag, and an oil-paper umbrella.

She pushed the door out, the night breeze blew, the green clothes brushed the sleeves, and the hair fluttered over the eyebrows.

As soon as Dao Gu appeared, the little ghosts in the store let out an exclamation in unison, "Wow! ”

"Good, beautiful aunt!"

Dao Gu didn't say anything, as if she had arrived at her own house, she went to the utility room at the back and brought out a small table, put it behind the store, and made herself a pot of tea.

After two sips of tea, the Taoist aunt opened her cloth bag, and inside was a packet of bright red blood.

Walked to the utility room again, took out the piano box containing the little golden corpse, and Dao Gu fed the raw blood to the hungry little golden corpse.

A group of imps watched this scene from the side, and none of them spoke.

In the end, it was Shiwen who spoke first and said weakly: "Yes, I'm sorry for the little golden corpse, I forgot about you......"

Other imps also expressed their positions one after another, and Sun Dapang stared at the piano box with a chaotic look.

It was only at this time that the Dao Gu said softly: "It's just a group of children, what's wrong with you, it's clearly his fault." ”

Chen Yamei's head in her arms blinked and said, "We are about the same age as Orange Orange, Orange Orange's fault is our fault, don't blame Orange Orange, otherwise we will be unhappy." ”

Hitomi stared at Dao Gu up and down, and said, "Why do you seem to be familiar with this place?" ”

Dao Gu responded: "Master calculated the layout of the room here, before I came, I had to practice serving tea and pouring water, sweeping the floor and wiping the table a hundred times a day in a room with the same layout in Guanli. ”

Imps: "......"

Honghong: "So, you're here to give Orange Orange?" ”

Dao Gu nodded: "Yes, I'm here to be a maid for him." ”

Chen Yamei immediately threw her head up and cheered: "It's okay!" Welcome, welcome! ”

Beibei: "Well, your appearance is worthy of being a maid for Orange Orange, welcome!" ”

Summer: "Pretty aunties are welcome!" ”

Hitomi: "That, do you kill people and wink?" Blinking doesn't work, and Orange Orange might not like you. ”

Daogu: "......"

The imps were more excited than the other, except for a certain four unknown Xiaohong and one well-known Xiaohong.

Suddenly, Hitomi stared at Aunt Dao's face for a long time, and asked, "You, what is the relationship with the great poet?" ”

Aunt Dao: "Cousin and sister. ”

The little ghosts seemed to understand something, and they all looked clear.

At this time, a voice that was almost as cold as Dao Gu sounded-

"So, Auntie, your surname is also Li, right?"

Obviously holding his diary, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

......