"How is it?, do you see clearly?" Seeing that Dijun retracted his senses, Jinzhu was curious.

"Hmm. It's sure it wasn't the ghost king's hand. He was also in a hurry to get it right. The earth monarch settled his mood. Meng Po and Jinzhu, who were familiar with Dijun, caught a faint sense of sadness.

"Did you encounter something?" Meng Po felt that although this Dijun was often cold, he was very good to her and Jinzhu.

Dijun looked at the boundless sea of sand and rubbed his temples. "No, I just saw an old thing, and I didn't know what to do for a while. ”

"Old things, in the Ghost King?"

"Well, Soul Gathering Banner. It was my father's weapon, and I don't know why it was in the hands of the Ghost King. "The Earth Monarch couldn't understand why the Soul Gathering Banner didn't disappear with his master, but instead recognized the master again.

"Could it be that the first earth's is just similar, so you read it wrong. Jinzhu didn't think of this reason. "And most of the time the weapons will be reduced to no owner with the fall of the master, as long as the mana is strong enough to tame them, it is normal to be taken away by others. ”

"You shouldn't be mistaken. This Soul Gathering Banner is my father's destiny, although almost all those who know this secret have fallen. As a natal one, how can it be possible to re-confess the Lord, usually, they all disappear with the master. Dijun explained. In fact, Dijun had a fluke idea in his heart, but he was not sure, and he didn't dare to look forward to it, and he wouldn't be disappointed if there was no hope. Since the accident of the female monarch, the monarch has been lonely for hundreds of years, although it is difficult, but he has gradually become accustomed to the life of a person.

After listening to Dijun's words, for a while, Meng Po and Jinzhu sealed in the painting also quieted down. When it comes to the first Dijun, that is the sad place of the Dijun, so I don't know how to comfort him. And they can't figure out why, so it's better to say less.

looked at the direction of the ghost king, Dijun's expression was obscure, thinking that his sister must have discovered something, so he didn't let himself do it. Flying to Tianlu's back, the Dijun returned to Fengdu.

Release Jinzhu and Meng Po from the scroll. "I still have something to do here, so I'll take you out when I have a chance. ”

Knowing that Dijun still has a lot of things to deal with, although he came back not long after going out this time, the two of them are still very grateful to Dijun. "Okay, thank you, go get busy. ”

Seeing that Dijun walked away, Jinzhu abducted Meng Po. "Hey, you said that this landlord is sometimes quite pitiful. My father is not here, my mother is not there, and the rest of my sister is gone. It seems that only the two of us will care for him in the future. ”

Meng Po spat on Jinzhu, "Do you look like his father or like her mother, and you still care for Dijun, I think you are less angry and he is almost the same." ”

"That's true, I'm so young that I can't have such a big son. Jin Zhu looked Meng Po up and down, and a flash of inspiration appeared. "Otherwise, you just recognize him as your grandson!"

It was Meng Po's fist that answered Jinzhu, so that when the black and white impermanence arrived, Jinzhu jumped up and down on the bridge with his head in his arms.

"I said, "You two, are you doing a show?"

"How can I be, I'm helping the old lady exercise so that she can continue to serve the underworld. "Jinzhu will not admit that he is the one who was beaten unilaterally. Jinzhu looked at the black and white impermanence, and the two ghosts each held a stack of notebooks, blocking the number plate on their chests. "What are you?"

"Brother Pig, we are juniors. The white impermanence was expressionless, put the book down, and pointed to the number on his chest.

"As soon as you open your mouth, I will know what time you are. Jinzhu was chased by Meng Po at this time, and was resting on a stool.

"Why?" Bai Wuchang asked.

"In this entire underworld, eighteen Bai Wuchang, except for you, I don't think anyone will call me a big pig. Jinzhu looked helpless and helpless. "I've told you, call me Brother Jin, or Brother Jinzhu, but you can't call me Brother Zhu. ”

"Well, that's what everyone calls you, I can't enjoy the privileges. "No. 3 Bai Wuchang sticks to his bottom line.

"I'll give you this privilege, okay?" Jinzhu tried to get him to change his mind.

"No, ghosts and ghosts are equal, and the earth lord often teaches us like this. Bai Wuchang, who didn't have much expression in the first place, was extremely serious at this time, his chest was straight, and he had a posture of not bending.

"Yes, I'll call you big brother in the future! Did you belong to the bar when you were alive?" Jinzhu casually picked up the words brought by the black and white impermanence and flipped through the book.

"Is there a bar in the zodiac? Why does Brother Pig think I'm a bar?"

"The head of the bar is also straight, and it can't be turned!" Jinzhu teased Bai Wuchang while admiring the stories of these human worlds.

"Enough is enough, don't bully No. 3 anymore!" Meng Po slapped Jinzhu on the head. Jinzhu kept silent and looked at his book in a proper manner.

"Mother-in-law, it's okay, Brother Zhu is just joking. Black Impermanence showed his signature smile, and White Impermanence nodded in agreement. "These are the books that have been popular in the world recently, and my brothers and sisters will send them to you as soon as they get it. ”

Meng Po took out some Underworld Coins from her bag and handed them to Black Impermanence. "Okay, you take the money, and when you have a notebook, you'll send it over. ”

Jinzhu looked at the Immortal Coin, and instantly admired Xiandijun's brain. Ghosts don't need daily necessities like humans, but the first earth lord made full use of the white wealth, made the underworld into a human general buying and selling things, and even set up a ghost market every year on the Ghost Festival, which is very lively.

When a person dies, his soul returns to the underworld. The relatives in the Yang world will sacrifice some wine and meat to their deceased family members and burn some money during the New Year's holidays. However, most of the souls only stayed in the underworld for a few years, and after a few years, their families were still sacrificing, but their relatives were no longer in the underworld but were reincarnated. Therefore, the money that was burned was managed by the prefecture, and then distributed to the ghosts and soldiers of the prefecture with the labor money, and those wine and meat were set up in shops to sell. Even though the demons don't die like wine and meat, buying and selling will always add a little fun to them.

took the coin, and the corners of the black impermanence mouth were almost reaching the ears. "I like to do business with my mother-in-law, and I never take credit. ”

"Is there still someone on credit?" Jinzhu was puzzled, this thing is a meaning, in fact, it is not like the world, there is price control, commonly known as giving money to sell, just like this, there are still people on credit!

"Well, I'll tell you quietly, the Dijun never gives money, and every time it's an IOU. Immediately, Hei Wuchang took out an account book from his arms, on which there was no one else except for the dense signature of the earth monarch. "Look, has Dijun read too much of the book, is too deep in the play, and wants to play the old lai?"

"Possibly, then you didn't collect debts?" Jinzhu curious.

"No, I don't dare to ask him if the old man wants it. "Black has no standing committee and is aggrieved.

"Since Dijun wants to play Lao Lai, you have to cooperate with him. If you collect debts, he will be a fool if he doesn't pay them. You don't care, what's the point of that?" Jinzhu knew that according to Dijun's awkward temperament, he would definitely not take the initiative to say what he thought.

Like an empowerment, Hei Impermanence patted his head, and the pointed hat was almost crooked. "I see, I'll just say why Dijun looks like he wants to say something every time he signs it, it turns out that he is waiting for us to collect debts. Grabbing Bai Wuchang's sleeve, he walked in the direction of the Dijun's Mansion. "Let's go, let's collect the debt now. ”

Jinzhu really wanted to remind them not to go today, Dijun was not in the mood to play with them. However, these two ghosts moved too fast, and before they could say anything, they disappeared on the bridge without recognizing their six relatives. Jinzhu could only silently pray in his heart that these two would not be beaten out by Dijun.