Looking at Fengdu City, it was pitch black. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The work was done, the meat was eaten, the wine was drunk, and even the ghosts were too lazy to move.

Only a few miserable lone cries of lonely beasts outside the city proved that this was not a dead city.

There is a sparkle in the black paint.

The color of gold.

A lavish lobby, covered with a long-haired blanket everywhere, is the most comfortable bed wherever you lie down.

There are thousands of giant wax sticks suspended in the lobby, burning on fire and wafting incense, as if inviting the starry sky to the hall.

The sky was full of stars, but it was robbed of the limelight by the light of gold.

There was so much gold, that it was gathered together and piled up into two mountains.

If it weren't for the fact that the roof of the church wasn't high enough, it would have piled up the gold into a higher mountain.

The golden mountain is dazzling, and the head and feet stick out from it.

The beard is messy, drunk, and the saliva is flowing from sleep, and he is completely ugly.

His chest rose and fell, and Jin Shan trembled slightly with his turbid breathing, and he was shaking.

When I was sleeping, there was a slight sound of drinking mixed with the sound of snoring.

The mountain of gold collapsed violently, and the drunken man turned over and sat up, regardless of the headache caused by the gold.

I saw a man in a white robe, sitting firmly at the tea table, drinking a drink, he was half drunk, and his eyebrows were extremely elegant.

patted the forehead that was not awake, and the person who was awakened sighed: "Bai Erlang, how do you know that I am sleeping here tonight?"

Slowly putting down the wine glass, Bai Wuchang smiled slightly drunk: "It is said that there are three caves of cunning rabbits, but Boss Yan sits in the ten halls of Senluo, and it is indeed not easy to find Boss Yan in ten residences." ”

Another glass of wine, Yao saluted Yama Luojun: "Mutton fat wax, Persian incense, golden and bright." I smelled it, saw the light, and touched it like this. ”

After tidying up his beard, Yan Luo regrouped the scattered gold together, and looked at Bai Wuchang angrily: "This time Fengdu made a fortune, you have a meritorious idea, but your share, I don't seem to be short of you." ”

got up, drank herbal tea in a pot, and looked coldly: "As far as I know, I didn't take a penny from my black and impermanent son, and I gave it to you." It stands to reason that you should be richer than me, why did you beat me in the middle of the night for the idea of gold?"

"Boss Yan thinks I'm here to blackmail you?"

After drinking all the wine, he shook his head and smiled, as if he was stingy, and slowly explained his words: "There are still good deals to patronize." ”

As soon as he heard that there was still money to be made, Yan Luo immediately put down the teapot, his eyes were full of greed, he rubbed his hands, and the wrinkles on his face were piled together: "I have made enough money this time, will there be more in the next transaction than this time?"

Afraid that he would not be attentive enough, Yan Luo hurriedly leaned over and sat with Bai Wuchang, poured a glass of wine for Bai Wuchang for the first time, and waited for him to say.

After drinking Yan Luo wine, he asked before he said: "Boss Yan has not thought about it, why can he make a lot of money this time?"

If you want to make money, everyone has to please, Yan Luo always praised with a cheeky face: "It's Bai Erlang's business that is good." ”

As long as you are greedy, you won't be led by my nose?

After snickering, Bai Wuchang whispered to himself: "It's not that my business is good, it's the timing that is coincidental." ”

Pouring wine for Bai Wuchang again, Yama looked flattering, his heart was impatient, and he urged him to continue.

"All the way to the East China Sea, the ghosts make the demons slay, and I can't fulfill my duties with the black impermanence, and there are millions of lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering outside. Ghosts don't come out during the day, and they hide everywhere in the middle of the night, and their days are not easy. ”

The ghosts do not come out during the day, because they are afraid that the yang energy will be too strong and crush the soul.

Hiding everywhere in the middle of the night, it is to avoid Zhong Kui's ghost-slaying sword, as well as the pursuit of ghosts and ghosts.

Thinking about the unbearable life of these wild ghosts, Yama did not pity it, and smiled all over his face.

How miserable others are, what's the matter with me?

"The case of the Feather Demon is over, and the Black Lord and I will recall the ghosts one by one to the underworld according to the guidance of the Soul Summoning Card. After many days of frightened accumulation, he was now being pulled by someone, like going home. ”

Yes, people become ghosts after death, and it is difficult for yin ghosts to enter the yang house, and the underworld is their home.

"But in this family, the family law is too strict, and whoever dares to come out without paying for filial piety will not be able to escape the service of the oil pot grinding plate. After many days of trembling and evading pursuit, even if a tough man is, his heart has long been as soft as a pool of water. ”

Hearing this, Yan Luo nodded again and again, and took the words: "Yes, yes, my Bai Erlang has insight into people's hearts, and it is precisely the time that has suffocated them has created the opportunity for us to dislike money." ”

Seeing that Bai Wuchang's wine glass was empty, he filled it for him again, with a smile on his face: "The timing is clear, Erlang should talk about the next deal." ”

Old man Yan was so patient, in order to listen to the next deal, he endured my nonsense.

smiled lightly: "Coincidentally got this experience, if we don't make the next deal, won't we be laughed at for being brainless?"

After a rhetorical question, he finally made it clear: "If you concoct it in the same way, let's hold it for a while." ”

The last time I held back the ghost, it was because the ghost envoy was not in the underworld, so I had to do it.

This time, the ghost envoys are obviously here, do they want to do it deliberately?

Isn't it a mess of the rules of my underworld that have lasted for ten thousand years?

Suddenly silent, Yan Luo's old face was dark, and he no longer poured wine for Bai Wuchang, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in his heart.

Seemingly ignoring Old Man Yan's displeasure, Bai Wuchang poured himself a drink and continued to say happily: "So that Boss Yan is happy, I and Heijun have to take a leave of absence for a while." ”

How important is the position of a ghost envoy?

The business of the underworld depends on their traction to have customers, why did they flee again after just a few days of settling down?

Sinking his face, Yan Luo snorted coldly: "Last time you killed the demon in the East China Sea, your hands and feet were not clean, not only escaped the feather demon, but also made a mess on the East China Sea, this crime, I haven't asked you yet." ”

"Oh?" Bai Wuchang smiled bitterly: "Who said that he escaped the East China Sea Feather Demon?"

With one palm, he stretched out his hand to Bai Wuchang: "If you don't escape, what about the body of the feather demon?"

"Nope. He nodded deeply helplessly, and sighed: "If the corpse is a credential, it can only be said that the feather demon has escaped." ”

snorted again and continued to reprimand: "Don't say that you escaped from the Feather Demon, Hei Erlang turned his head and smashed the underworld, you have the same job as him, and it is difficult to justify yourself." ”

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Bai Wuchang's face turned pale, and he asked slightly, "Is there anything else?"

"You all the way to the East China Sea, you have offended the gods of the fairy world, suppressed countless demon clans, for so many years, my underworld has befriended the fairy world, and the demon world has been completely ruined by you. ”

chivalrous all the way, but it was said to be so unbearable.

How many heroes have been wronged?

Heroes are lonely, ancient and modern.

After taking a sip of the centering wine, Bai Wuchang could barely sit still: "Go on." ”

Grabbing the flask from his hand, Yama drank heavily from his mouth, wiped the residual wine from his beard, and asked in a deep voice, "I heard that you have also disturbed the Western Bliss?"

Finally slipped off the chair in horror, Bai Wuchang sat on the ground, and shook his head again and again: "How many skills do we have, don't Boss Yan still know it? ”

"So, you admit the rest of the things?"

Since he was caught in his shortcomings, there was no point in being cunning, so he could only nod: "Admit it, admit it." ”

As soon as the words changed, Bai Wuchang's face was full of flattery: "However, you can atone for your sins." ”

Without waiting for Yan Luo to ask, he got up and sat down again: "I didn't move a penny of the two gains between me and Hei Jun, and handed them over to Boss Yan for private disposal, can these sins be atonemented?"

Nodding with satisfaction, Yan Luo changed his smile again: "Erlang's filial piety can be seen in the sky." ”

When I heard it, I got a lot of money in vain, and then poured wine for Bai Wuchang: "Even if Erlang makes a big mistake, I will carry it myself in the fairy world and the demon world, how can I really blame Erlang?"

It is indeed an eternal truth that money can make ghosts grind!

Stroking the frightened heart, Bai Wuchang trembled slightly and drank the wine given by Yama.

Halfway through the drink, he changed to Yan Luo to ask, and his voice was extremely soft: "Your godmother recruited the charm of the ghost this time...... What is the origin, do you know what it is?"

Thinking back to the day when the Black Lord rebelled against the underworld, Yama saw the ruthless methods of the new assassins, and knew that they were not controlled.

This time I secretly asked, I don't know what I was planning.

Too lazy to guess Old Man Yan's deep meaning, Bai Wuchang casually asked: "Boss Yan is my godmother's pillow person, how can you ask me about this kind of thing?"

Pillow man?

Suddenly, the old face turned red, and he wanted to taste the sweetness of Meng Nu that night, but he was embarrassed by her tricks.

How can such ugly things be explained to others?

Coughing embarrassedly, Yan Luo didn't dare to look back at Bai Wuchang, and his mouth was broken: "Also, when I go to Gentle Township with your godmother again, I will ask her personally." ”

Again?

It's like going there that night, so shameless.

Taking advantage of Yama's silence, Bai Wuchang asked casually: "In the Three Realms, apart from my underworld, is there any other place?"

Well?

The questioning seemed casual, and immediately alerted Yama.

What did he know when he suddenly mentioned this?

He dragged me to gossip for half a year, is the real intention just for this sentence?

After a slight thought, Yama's face did not move, and he replied freely: "If it weren't for the wonderful use of Yin and Evil Cold Qi, how could I rule the underworld?"

After boasting, he replied in a deep voice: "Except for my underworld, there is no other place for evil." ”

Looking at Yan Luo, Bai Wuchang smiled slightly, lowered his eyebrows and poured wine: "Northern Stygian Snow Mountain." ”

Northern Stygian Snow Mountain.

He only said these four words, and Yama's eyes were immediately full of coldness, and he snorted heavily: "Since you know, why do you ask me?"

After drinking the wine in the cup, he raised his head and laughed twice, and explained his words clearly: "It seems that the mystery of the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain really has something to do with Boss Yan." ”

Putting down the wine glass, shaking it three times, Bai Wuchang touched the door, and looked back drunk: "Sometimes, asking a question is not to get the answer in the question, but to get the answer that is not in the question. ”

"Bai impermanence!" When he opened the door, Yama Luo stood up and looked at each other angrily: "Acquaintances, don't do much." ”

Pushing open the door and letting in the cold wind, the wine was even stronger, Bai Wuchang nodded deeply: "Originally, I just guessed that this matter had something to do with Boss Yan, but now Boss Yan is angry, which makes me more sure." ”

One step out of the door, he raised his head and exhaled a breath of white air, and smiled bitterly: "Troublesome? I am an idle person in the underworld, but God does not reward hard work." ”

Closed the door with his backhand, walked up, and said drunken words: "The money he just looted, he will give it to others, if he doesn't do more, how can he have the foundation of his life in the future?"