Ghost Fan Tower.

Zhong Ming is very "conscientious" to be a "little maid".

He held the spirit fruit with an expressionless face, his body was half-squatting, looking respectful and polite, he lowered his head slightly to block the eyes of the dead fish who were angry and did not pay for his life, and his tone was unwavering: "Miss Qing, your spirit fruit, please use it slowly." ”

"Hmmm......"

Xie Qing replied, lying lazily on the soft couch, covered with a cloak, and from time to time his fingers reached out to Zhong Ming's plate and pinched the spirit fruit to eat.

In the underworld, of course, this spirit fruit is not a real spirit fruit, but just a snack called a "spirit fruit" and a ghost cultivator.

Xie Qingci squinted at Zhong Ming, put his fist to his lips, tried to hold back his laughter, and commented arrogantly: "Not bad, Xiao Gu is doing very well, but the tone is still too flat, there are no ups and downs, we have to make persistent efforts." ”

“......”

Zhong Ming lowered his head, seemingly very introverted and shy.

On the side, the embroidery girl watched silently, with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

She lightly covered her red lips and smiled gracefully:

"Xiaoqing'er, it's really yours, it's really good to discipline...... Giggle......"

She turned her head and threw a wink at Zhong Ming, and then her eyes scanned Zhong Ming's figure recklessly, and she exclaimed: "Oops...... This Xiaotani's figure is really good, and his face is handsome...... Qingqing baby, I see that Xiaogu is almost trained, so it's better to leave it to my mother An ......"

"Bang"

Suddenly, Zhong Ming's hand slipped and dropped the teacup in his hand.

His face was expressionless, and he immediately bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry." ”

"What kind of system is clumsy! I'll punish you to clean up the entire Ghost Fan Tower tonight!"

Before the embroidery girl could speak, Xie Qingci immediately shouted, and his tone was angry. She turned her head to look at the embroidery girl, and was very apologetic: "Embroidery mother, this kid is clumsy, see if I don't clean him up well, it seems that the training is not in place enough, it seems that I have to train and train well......"

“...... Yes. ”

The embroidery girl was quite unwilling, but she still had to accept it.

"Qingqing is right, mom listens to you. ”

After a while, she seemed to suddenly think of something, her face changed instantly, and she looked at Xie Qingci with a smile:

"Baby, have you studied the book that your mother gave you? you have to study hard, in case you are suddenly flopped by a distinguished guest, although you are new here, and you haven't picked up customers yet, but it's almost ......"

Xie Qingci remembered the pile of Spring Palace pictures, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Okay, I'll save it. ”

After the embroidery lady left, Xie Qingci finally couldn't hold back a smile, looked at Zhong Ming with a dark face, and couldn't help but quip: "It seems that your charm is quite great, but the embroidery girl can't forget you......"

Zhong Ming: "......"

Seeing Zhong Ming hovering on the verge of an outbreak, Xie Qing accepted it as soon as he saw it, and immediately changed the topic.

She leaned back on the soft couch as if nothing had happened, and asked lazily, "Okay, okay, let's get down to business." How much do you know about this?"

When Zhong Ming heard this, he was successfully diverted, his face straightened, and his tone was serious:

"Based on the information I checked before I came, plus what I heard recently, I probably have a basic understanding. ”

"The charm is not small, did those little female ghosts tell you?"

“......”

Xie Qingci smiled sullenly, seeing that Zhong Ming's face was becoming more and more ugly, he played a round slowly: "Okay, let's say, what do you know?"

Zhong Ming took a deep breath and calmed his turbulent heart.

He opened his mouth and said: "The secluded capital is forbidden to travel during the day, except for the skeleton messenger, no other ghosts are allowed to wander outside, and ghost cultivators are only allowed to travel at night, for unknown reasons." The shops outside are said to be bustling with activity when they open in the evening. ”

He paused and said to himself, "It is said that the link of communication between the underworld and the underworld is the Yellow Spring, and you can reach the legendary underworld by crossing the Nai He Bridge. It's just that the water of the Yellow Spring is all over the Underworld, and even the water flowing on the Hidden Capital is the Yellow Spring Water, and there is no way to know where the source of the Yellow Spring is......"

The more Xie Qingci listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but interrupt Zhong Ming's words

"Wait...... What are you looking for in Huangquan for? Aren't we thinking about how to get back?"

Zhong Ming's face was calm, he hesitated for a while, and finally spoke:

"Because...... The purpose of my trip is to find the sand of the Biluo River and find the traces of the true water of the Yellow Spring. Only dead souls can pass through the Nai Ho Bridge, we are living souls, and we will be repatriated to the flesh after passing the Nai Ho Bridge......"

Xie Qingci bowed his head in contemplation.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she looked up in surprise.

"You say...... There will be a night market at night, and it will be very lively?"

Zhong Ming was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Xie Qingci said this, so he only nodded.

She smiled faintly, looking at Zhong Ming with a little excitement in her eyes.

Zhong Ming looked at it, and inexplicably felt that something was not right.

Sure enough, Xie Qingci smiled mysteriously.

"Ding Shi, I'll discuss something with you......"

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"Quack ......"

The night bat called in mid-air, and its hoarse voice resounded in the sky, which seemed a bit mysterious.

The sky was a mix of purple, black and red-orange, and darkness swallowed up the last shimmers of light, and night gradually fell.

The originally quiet secluded capital became active as the sun disappeared. Like a pool of still water, it is suddenly boiled, stirring up the undercurrent at the bottom of the pool, showing a different scene, the ghosts are boiling, they are mixed, bustling, and there are endless exchanges.

Ghost cultivators wearing various masks, dressed in all kinds of strange costumes, ghostly come and go in the lanes and markets, a prosperous scene.

Ghost Fan Tower.

The embroidered lady stood at the door, greeting the ghosts warmly, dignified and cordial, enthusiastic but not flattering, and a housekeeper.

Her face was full of smiles, and the white powder on her face fell off.

"Niu Gongzi, I haven't seen you for a long time, and it seems that the style is still the same today. ”

"Second Envoy Tu, what kind of wind brought you here today, it really made Xiaolou shine.

"Isn't this the little third master, and I'm here to find Ning Ning today?"

“......”

This secluded capital is really interesting, it is obviously a ghost cultivator, but it cares more about human feelings than human cultivation, and the etiquette rules and behaviors are very obvious to reveal the shrewdness and sophistication of human cultivation.

And this ghost fan building is also worthy of the famous red powder mound of ghost cultivation, ecstasy cave, the ghost cultivation coming and going is really endless, and the gate is extremely prosperous.

Embroidery while greeting guests, while arranging the pick-up matters, although the business ability is outstanding, but also inevitably busy.

"Xiao Xin, you go and bring Liu Gongzi to the box......"

"Little case, hurry up and serve tea. ”

“......”

Taking advantage of the ghosts coming and going, Xie Qingci took a skull mask and wore a classic black robe, and walked out like this.

She walked in secrecy and took advantage of the chaos to leave, without alarming anyone.

......

Night market.

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

"That's good......"

Xie Qingci was dazzled, a little excited, and had an urge to rush over and sweep the street.

But thinking that his current identity as a "ghost slave" is sensitive and cannot be easily exposed, and the time is limited, Xie Qingci can only secretly pity himself and hold back the enthusiasm in his heart.

But after all, it is novel in appearance, and the heart is excited. Xie Qingci looked at the goods and delicacies on both sides, and observed the nearby environment, playing with relish and joy.

As he walked, Xie Qingci couldn't help but think of Zhong Ming, who stayed in the Ghost Fan Tower as a stand-in.

"I don't know how Zhong Ming is now......"

She was a little gloating.

"Hee-hee...... A true hero, never afraid of the eyes of others. For the big iceberg, this should be a very unforgettable memory. “

"It's worthy of Zhong Ming, the new generation leader of my Demon Sect!haha......"

At this time, the hero Zhong Ming, who was "admired" by Xie Qingci, sat on the bed expressionlessly, coping with the sudden attack of the embroidery girl.

"Qingqingxin'er, what's wrong with you, open the door and let my mother take a look. ”

The door was closed, and the embroidery girl shouted at the door, her tone a little worried.

Zhong Ming spread out his handsome face, lay on the bed and did countless psychological construction, and finally made up his mind.

Fight!

He pinched his neck with his hands, and his voice trembled: "...... Qing'er felt a little nervous, ashamed to see the hell, thinking that there was no distinguished guest to order Qing'er tonight, Qing'er wanted to be alone, take a break, and make a little preparation for the next life. ”

Seeing that it was quiet outside the door and there was no reaction, Zhong Ming couldn't help frowning, pinched his neck and coughed fiercely.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

The voice was loud and hoarse, which frightened the embroidery girl who was hesitating.

She hurriedly asked, a little anxious: "Qingqingxin'er, how are you?"

“...... Ahem...... Ahem...... I, I'm fine, I just want to rest. ”

Zhong Ming simply tried his best to act, and the hatred in his heart had already cursed Xie Qingci ten thousand times with the Huangquan Staff.

When the embroidery girl outside the door heard this, she gritted her teeth and made a decision, and said in her heart: That's it, the little hooves are nervous, so let her slow down, anyway, the future will be long.

She immediately responded: "Okay, then you don't have to go out today, and you can take a good rest." ”

"Embroidery girl, add water and wine here......"

There was a sudden shouting in the box not far away, and Xiuniang said familiarly, "Okay son, I'll send someone, Xiao Case, go to Tianzi No. 2 box to add water and wine......" while looking at the closed door, and said loudly: "That baby, mom is busy first, you have a good rest." ”

"Good ......"

Zhong Ming feigned weakness in response.

......

Feeling that the embroidery girl was gone, Zhong Ming jumped off the bed and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He muttered, "It should be fine now......."

I don't know what I thought, Zhong Ming's face suddenly became cold, and he gritted his teeth: "Xie Qingci, it's really courageous, but you really have you!"

The soundproofing effect of the room is very good, and the sound outside can't be heard, Zhong Ming is a little tired lying on the soft couch, looking at the skirt on his body, he only feels irritable.

He was crazy to agree to Xie Qingci to be her stand-in!

The room was quiet and peaceful.

After I don't know how long, Zhong Ming felt that the irritability in his heart was gradually calmed down, and he finally quieted down, but he didn't expect to hear a knock on the door again at this time.

"Bang Bang ......"

The voice was hurried, as if the comer was in a hurry.

Zhong Ming was startled, immediately rolled back to the bed and lowered the curtain, and asked pretending to be weak, "Who is it?"

There was a faint voice outside, it was Xiao Case.

"Miss Qing'er, get up quickly! A distinguished guest suddenly came tonight, asking you to pick up the guest by name, the meeting is coming, Mother Xiu asked me to send you a message, you should prepare quickly......"

Zhong Ming felt his head stir, only to feel that his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear what Xiao Case said next.

His iceberg face, which had been frozen for many years, finally shattered, his face crumbled, and his expression was hideous.

"Thank you, Qing, resignation, you did a good job!"