Wu Hui's entire body began to tremble, and it became more and more violent, and even his cheeks gradually lost their blood.

"Father, run away!" The blood foaming from the mouth and nose was gushing, and it was already a long wind like a gossamer, and after squeezing out a few sounds with difficulty from the depths of his throat*, he roared vigorously: "Leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood!"

Blood foam spat out as the words spoke, splashing on the stunned and pale face of Wu Hui.

When he finished speaking, Changfeng's physique, under Wu Hui's gaze, gradually turned into a little bright red powder and scattered on the ground.

The shouts of killing outside the hall were getting heavier and closer, and several loyal guards couldn't help but have nervous looks on their faces when they heard this.

Wu Hui was already furious in shock, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and roared, which was only a slightly gray long hair on his temples, and all turned into silver white in an instant.

His palm, which was like a knife, was bent and clenched violently, and the red fire that came out of thin air moved rapidly on the fingertips, floating and spinning.

He strode forward, snatched the long sword from the hand of the chief of the guard, raised it high above his head, and the fire in his hand sensed the anger of his master, and rushed to climb up to the sword body, completely covering it, turning it into a scorching flame, attached to the sword body, and instantly turned the long sword into a fire sword!

"Ahh After speaking, he desperately walked towards the outside of the hall and strode straight away.

A loud "boom!" fell from the sky, and thunder appeared above the sky! The silver lightning fell suddenly, illuminating the dark heaven and earth as if it were day.

At this moment, Wu Hui saw clearly the hatred of the rebels not far in front of him, and the anger that burst out of his eyes. He was not afraid of the backlash, and without hesitation, he pulled his legs and galloped towards the rebels, killing them!

The lightning flashed away, and the heavens and the earth were once again surrounded by darkness like a frenzy.

Only the flame on the long sword in Wu Hui's hand continued to snort, and in the darkness there was a glow of revenge that shone through the sky......

In the blink of an eye, the end of summer and autumn came, and then it didn't take long for autumn to come to winter, adding a little coolness to the Yuque City. At this time, many small water droplets that gather but do not disperse appear in the air in the Yuque Palace, floating in mid-air.

They are like a group of spiritual animals, flying up and down with the wind. It will not dissipate until the beginning of spring.

For the underworld, the winter solstice is a big festival of ten thousand ghosts, almost as lively as the Spring Festival in the world. On this day, all parts of the underworld were immersed in cheers. Every household has to go to the ghost market to buy New Year's goods, replace the lanterns on the door with new white paper, light incense on the left and right sides of the door, and then insert mulberry or locust branches full of yin qi next to it.

In addition, those who have some money have to put on white silk or black cloth tied with flowers on the door and hanging on the same day. This kind of custom, which seems very strange to the living, is very normal in the underworld.

Secondly, the demons also brought white cloth, black cloth, and linen cloth, or good paper, and cut them to make new clothes, and wore them today.

When it's time for dinner, there is always a soup on the table that boils crow's eyes and offal. It is rumored that eating these things today will make the ghosts full of soul energy and refreshed for the next year. However, for a new ghost who has just entered the underworld, this is indeed a disgusting thing.

At first, Xiao Shizhu, who had only just arrived in the underworld, also had an inexplicable feeling about this custom; every day, wherever he went, it was like going to a funeral in the world and entering the mourning hall. When it comes to dinner, I have to face the crow soup, which can really spit out breakfast and lunch.

But later, he slowly got used to it.

And habit is habit, but this year's winter solstice, for him, is nothing special. The only thing to be happy about is that from today onwards, he will not have to go to court for the next three days.

In the early morning, the birds in the Juexiang Garden began to cry on time, and the birds chirped one after another, as if they were competing to see who was the most beautiful.

Accustomed to getting up early, Xiao Shizhu woke up suddenly, suddenly sat up but saw that there was nothing around him, and he could vaguely hear some laughter outside the house.

Suddenly remembering that there was no need to go to court early today, Xiao Shizhu yawned again, lay down and turned over, facing sideways into the bed to sleep.

When he was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, the ghost mother walked in with Xiao Ling, and without saying a word, she put Poria on his body and said softly: "Tell your father to get up." ”。

Although Xiao Fuling was still a few days away from turning one year old, she also began to understand the words of the big ghost, and now she rode on Xiao Shizhu's body, her two little hands slapped Xiao Shizhu across the quilt, and shouted vaguely: "Bad father, bad father." ”。

Xiao Shizhu snorted impatiently, pulled up the horns and covered his head.

Poria, who had been babbling for a while, did not give up, still kept slapping, and shouted indistinctly in her immature childish voice: "Bad father! ”。 Shout it, shout three or five sentences, she giggled, making Xiao Shizhu completely sleepy.

He sighed, turned over and grabbed Xiao Fuling, tickled her armpits with both hands, and scolded with a smile: "Little ancestor, did your father and I provoke you? ”。

made Xiao Poria sway left and right, laughing non-stop, blowing snot, and a bubble appeared outside her nostrils.

"Get up. The ghost mother smiled, brought Chen Ruo a towel, soaked it in warm water in the basin, and then took it out and twisted it dry: "The ministers and generals are waiting to give you New Year's greetings." ”。

"Can't they come back at noon?" Xiao Shizhu took Poria to the side, sat up and took the towel, wiped his face, and said, "By the way, is Chunyun back?"

"I just arrived two days ago, and after the festival, I began to preside over the affairs of the military department. After the ghost mother took the towel and handed it to Chen Ruo, she went to Mu Shi to fetch Xiao Shizhu's robe. After Xiao Shizhu silently put on his robe, he picked up Xiao Poria and went out.

"Where are you going to take Poria with you?" the ghost mother behind her hurriedly asked.

"See the minister. Xiao Shizhu stopped and said disapprerovingly: "Let my daughter also feel what it means to be admired by all souls." ”。

After passing through the leg cover, I came to the middle of the building, and saw that a clearing had been cleared there, and two jade chairs stood towards the door.

After Xiao Shizhu and the ghost mother sat down, Qinglan shouted loudly: "All the ministers enter the garden to congratulate!"

The ministers who had the power of the court in the capital rushed in and stood beside Xiao Shizhu, making the huge building a little crowded. They congratulated in unison after a whole robe, and they said nonsense to congratulate Xiao Shizhu on his long life and eternal throne.

There were so many ghosts in this building at once, but Xiao Fuling was not surprised, looked at them curiously, clapping her hands and laughing.

After they finished speaking, it was time for Xiao Shizhu to speak, but he never liked to say too much, so he just coughed a few times, smiled indifferently, and said: "In the new year, I hope you will continue to keep the guards unremittingly in the coming year. At the same time, loyal people forget their lives from outsiders, and strive to earnestly and persistently work hard in serving the people, handling official affairs, and other official affairs, so that our country is even more peaceful and peaceful; anyway, if you do a good job, you will be high, even if you look at the money and the face that you can be admired by the ghosts, you must work hard and earnestly, otherwise you will go home and graze the cattle as soon as possible. ”。

"Chunyun, Lu Wu, I Qiu Shou stay. While the ministers smiled, Xiao Shizhu paused, and said, "The other ministers can go to the festival, and your family is still waiting for you to go back." Except for the Minister on duty who continues to perform his duties, everyone else should go back to reunite. Eat and drink well, and have fun. ”。

Fan Jinhong, who was guarding the door, was the first time to participate in such a serious occasion, although he had not participated in it before, but he felt that today's day was special, and the lord's speech should also be serious and serious;

Just when his doubts started in his heart, the ministers also said goodbye to Xiao Shizhu happily, walked out in twos and threes, and kept whispering: "I like such a lord, I don't talk much nonsense and go straight to the point, and when it's time for the festival, we never always stay standing in the cold wind and listening to his long speech." ”。

Among them, there are many Gonggong clans, and they said: "No, compared to our previous lord, the current lord is much more understanding." ”。

Then there were ghosts of the Gonggong clan, slightly raising a few decibels, arching their watches and saying loyally: "What is the previous lord, I only have one lord, and that is the Nine Shadows King." ”。

Suddenly, Fan Jinhong, who was stunned, was shocked when he heard it.

After a while, there were only three ghosts left in front of Xiao Shizhu, Wu Qiu Shou, Lu Wu and Chunyun. The building, which was still noisy, suddenly fell silent.

"Several of them are my backbones, and I left you today to celebrate the war of Rongguo. Xiao Shizhu gestured to Chen Ruo and motioned for her to carry a few chairs for Lu Wu and them to sit down.

"This war has been fought for a year, and it should be over. When Chenruo brought the chair and Lu Wu sat down, Xiao Shizhu's gaze swept over their faces one by one, and said: "A few days ago, Wu Hui was defeated and retreated from the south of Bifang County to Burning Sky County, what is happening now?"

"Gonggong and Loess quickly occupied Bifang County. Lu Wu took out a scroll of silk books from his sleeve and took the lead in speaking: "This is the good news I received this morning, big brother, you can see it." ”。