0013 Give my cousin to you

In Lord Ling's house, the lights are bright, and Ling Feng is burying himself in the review of the copy.

"Lord Ling, there is a male ghost outside asking to see you!" A sharp-mouthed kid came in outside the door and reported.

"Oh, what the hell?" Ling Feng stopped the brush in his hand, raised his eyes and asked.

"Nan Murong, Gusu Murong Fu." The kid replied.

"Oh, Gusu Murong Fu?" Ling Feng turned around and looked at the little stool, but he didn't understand the ghost. Ling Feng turned his head and said impatiently to the little ghost who knelt on one knee, "No, don't you see that I'm busy now?"

"But... your excellency, Murong Fu claimed to have a gift for the adult. Since the adult doesn't want to see him, the little one will drive him away now. The kid took Ling Feng's order and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Ling Feng,

"Shit, you didn't say it earlier. Please invite him in quickly." Ling Feng quickly changed his words.

"Yes, my lord."

When Ling Feng saw the kid go out, he hurriedly tidied up his official robe. What was he most afraid of being an official in the underworld? It's just a gift or something. Gold, silver, jewelry, beauty can't be stopped!

Soon, a jade-faced little prince came from the door. The life was white and pure, and he looked like an emperor. As soon as he saw Ling Feng sitting high in the hall, he put away the folding fan in his hand and knelt down.

"In the south, Gusu Murong Fu, kowtow to see the adults, long live the adults!" As soon as Murong Fu entered the door, he put away his arrogance and was respectful and modest to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng glanced at Murong Fu. He looked good, but he didn't know him. He looked at the small stool next to him and shook his head. It seemed that he really didn't know him.

However, the other party even introduced his own gender, 'male, Gusu Murong Fu', how sincere you are! Besides, since the other party is here to give himself a gift, um, you have to pay attention to this.

So, Ling Feng hurriedly said enthusiastically, "Ha ha, it turned out to be a man, Mr. Gusu Murong, I've been looking forward to it for a long time..." As Ling Feng said, he asked the little stool to open the copy and check the details of the boy to see what he was.

Murong Fu heard from Lord Ling that he knew himself very well. After a sigh, he was very happy. He thought that the officials in the underworld were really all-everable. He was about to come forward to get close to Ling Feng, but he was diverted from the topic.

"Murong Fu, I heard that you are going to send money. I don't know what you want to do?" Ling Feng came straight to the point. It's not easy to do things without money in the underworld.

"Oh" Murong Fu hesitated and said with a smile, "Before my next life, there was a piece of gold, silver and jewelry, but unfortunately, he died in a hurry that he didn't have time to be buried, so he had no money..."

'Bang!' Ling Feng immediately slapped the hall and scolded before he finished speaking,

"Bold! How dare you tease me? Do you know that I'm very busy now? Come on, drag this guy out of the 'frying pan' for me until it's fried inside three layers and outside, soft and crispy outside charred inside... Then drag me in and send it out after listening!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Ling Feng gave an order, and two little ghosts with knives came up next to him. He pressed Murong Fu. Murong Fu heard that the 'oil pan' was so miserable, and he exerted slightly on his shoulders.

After listening to Murong Fu's self-statement, Ling Feng asked him to bring his cousin in to have a look. Murong Fu saw that Lord Ling was willing to appreciate it. That must be a chance. He quickly clapped his hands and came in from the outside with a beautiful woman.

I saw that Wang Yuyan dressed in white and better than the snow, with beautiful posture, bright eyes and teeth, and moth eyebrows. She bowed her head slightly to Ling Feng and saluted. What was a smile, gentle and graceful,

"Wang Yuyan, see you, adult!"

At this time, Gu Su Murong Fu was also below, taking advantage of the situation to cry and pleading, "Lord Ling, you must accept my cousin. In the future, whether my Gu Su Murong Fu can restore Dayan's hope depends on you."

Ling Feng sighed in his heart that if he did not agree, the other party could not restore Dayan. Moreover, now Murong Fu only has hegemony in his heart at this moment. How can he tolerate his cousin in his heart?

I really couldn't bear it, so Ling Feng had to agree, "Okay, I'll take your cousin. I will treat her well. Small stool, you take Murong back to 'Naihe Bridge' to be reincarnated."

"Remember to drink Meng Po soup." Ling Feng did not forget to remind him. Speaking of which, Meng Po and the whole reincarnation division are 'one dragon' industries, and there are countless ghosts reincarnated at her every day.

The turnover can be at least 500 to 1,000 times a day, and the price of each bowl of Meng Po soup is 5 yuan. She can calculate how much she can earn. During the peak period, such as car earthquakes, mudslides, tsunamis, typhoons and so on, Meng Pozi earns more.

"I earn more than I!" Ling Feng thought, it seems that he has to meet this Ms. Meng.