Chapter 74: coquettish

There is a saying in the world that hell is gloomy. All kinds of headless ghosts are wandering around, and some jailers pass by grabbing the just-dead evil soul, passing through the single-plank bridge, passing through the Naihe bridge, pouring Meng Po soup, forgetting Mr. Lin Lin of this world, love and hate, and jumping into the river of reincarnation...

However, the literary style is not suitable for hell at this moment.

Hell, it's just like a cave company in the parking lot, which is densely arranged with a workbench and a glass wall on the side, which has the right to be the boss's position. The sun can't shine in hell, so the hell has been on for many years. The jailer can't have an expression. He looks like a model. In addition, as soon as the workload comes up, his heart is irritable and lights with double happy smoke. The whole workshop is full of smoke, and the smoke is choking.

"I'm telling you, if you catch less than 5,000 spirits this month, I will deduct your salary!" The team leader took the team member's collar and said with a blank face.

The team member moved his face and said coldly, "My salary this month has been deducted by the team leader." The implication is that I don't have a salary. No matter how good my performance is, I don't have a salary. I'd better not do it.

The team leader was not angry. Of course, he couldn't see any anger on his face: "I'll deduct the money your family burned for you."

The team member looked at him silently for a while, and two words appeared in his eyes: bitch! So he sat back in his seat to deal with things.

Mo Weisheng was used to these things. He directly told the front desk to find the purple ghost, so he went in regardless of the action that the girl wanted to block. He turned a corner and went to the second studio. There were fewer people in it, and the level of tables and chairs was also higher. He knocked on the door: "Where's the purple ghost?"

The team members were stunned, recognized Mo Weisheng and immediately said, "In the office." Wei added another sentence: "There have been a lot of things to do recently. He is annoyed."

He nodded and pushed the door in without knocking on the door. The purple ghost was smoking a cigarette, his feet were arrogantly on the table, and he was stuck in the sofa back chair.

"Hey." He sat down in the opposite chair rudely and called him.

The purple ghost came to his senses and saw that it was Mo Weisheng and his eyes swored: "Wow, ah, Lord Mo, why are you here..."

"Shut up." Mo Weisheng said neatly that it has been a long time, and the suffix has not been changed yet.

"Hee hee." The purple ghost smiled, and the mouth of the palm of his hand also smiled.

Mo Weisheng took out the ashes from his pocket and threw them on the table. The glass bottle rolled to the edge, and the purple ghost's eyes stared at the ashes to the edge.

The purple ghost took a deep breath, and his face suddenly became solemn: "Where did this thing come from?"

"It's from here." Mo Weisheng said with a cool feeling.

The purple ghost knew that it had caused trouble recently, but he didn't expect that the disappearance of the ashes had something to do with them, and it has existed in the human world for hundreds of years. When didn't cause trouble, but this ** point to provoke, and it was also discovered by Mo Weisheng. This is not a clear disclosure of hell secrets (the soul must not involve human beings), It is very likely that the ashes were stolen by them.

"There is another master." Mo Weisheng immediately said again.

The purple ghost was depressed: "Can you say it all at once?"

"Do you like to listen or not?" Mo Weisheng didn't give him face and raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, Lord Mo must have worked hard. Hey hey, I got some best tea today. I came to drink it. And these chocolates are Italian, crispy and sweet. Come and try it..." The purple ghost immediately came up with dog legs, serving tea and dessert.

Mo Weisheng was secretly funny in his heart. The purple ghost had been familiar with him for decades. This strange habit of liking dog legs has not been changed. I didn't mean to fool him, but there were some things to think about. The two of them spread out and said it a little bit, which was easier to judge, so they just glanced at him and took the tea and drank it slowly. Come on.

"It's better to go to the guardian's place to check who is in the lower human world recently, and who has applied for the human world." Mo Weisheng put down the teacup and said not salty.

Although it is difficult to go to the human world, it is easy to go to the demon world. As long as you go to the guardian to fill in the information and pay the amount, and it will be very difficult to go to the human world in the future.

As soon as the purple ghost meditated, he knew what Mo Weisheng meant, so he called the inside line and got the information he wanted ten minutes later.

"There are more than a hundred names, which have been approved to go to the human world. Recently, there are ten people in the human world, all of whom have important things to do. One of them is an official of the imperial dynasty, who has to go down to the human world."

"Imperial officials..." Mo Weisheng thought for a moment, and he didn't know where he had gone. It was not until the purple ghost called a few times that he came to his senses.

"I'm going to apply for an arrest warrant. Do you want to go with me? Lord Yanluo hasn't seen you for a long time. I mentioned it last time. The purple ghost found some forms in the drawer and wrote without raising his head.

"No, go home and have a rest." Mo Weisheng said.

The purple ghost looked up at him unexpectedly: "... It seems that the last time you said that you were going back to 'go' to rest, not 'home'."

Mo Weisheng said lightly, "Do you want to gossip?"

The purple ghost twitched the corners of his mouth and immediately shook his head: "I'm not this kind of person!" Although I really want to be this kind of person...

Mo Weisheng shook his head, then stood up and left, leaving the purple ghost still saying, "Obviously, I don't like a large group of people living together in the demon world, but now it's good..."

Of course, Mo Weisheng couldn't hear him. He originally wanted to kill someone and go home, but he had to be careless about Yixi, so he hurried to hell and suppressed the wisps of missing.

Yes, I miss you.

In the past, when he heard others say that he missed it, he was happy and sad. At that time, he didn't understand that he thought it was the same as a set of cups he broke. Occasionally, he would think of it when he drank water, and once he thought of it, he felt regret. But now he understands that missing is not the set of cups, but the emotion of gain and loss, which is a strange emotion.

When he walked to the familiar villa, he suddenly felt at a loss. Standing in front of the iron gate, he didn't dare to go in for a while. That feeling was very much like an idiom written in the previous book, close to the countryside. He remembered that the idiom annotation was a metaphor for the complex emotions of a wanderer returning to his hometown, for fear that something would happen.

He frowned slightly. What are his complicated emotions and what will happen at home?

While thinking about it, the door opened. Yan Yixi came out with a bag of garbage. At the end, he also roared inside: "Jeral, don't steal it!"

He smiled. Somehow, after hearing her voice, all the disturbances turned into running water, and he drifted away without leaving any more.

As soon as Yan Yixi looked back with the garbage, he saw Mo Weisheng standing outside the iron door. The sun was shining, and it was a little warm. However, there was also that smile, slightly hooked, and his eyebrows bent, and there was a beautiful curvature, and his smile was particularly beautiful. He stood there leisurely, and suddenly there was a feeling of adolescence. The next moment Maybe I will shout at you again. Hey, let's go to school together.

"You...you're back." Yan Yixi stood there in a daze and ran over three or two times, with a brighter smile than him.

"Well, I'm back." He nodded and saw that she smiled like a star. He unconsciously reached out and rubbed her hair. The soft ends of his hair swayed past the palm of his hand, with a little itchy.

Yan Yixi was slightly stunned. Why did she feel that this kind of behavior was full of doting, which was very different from the past? Somehow, she wanted to subconsciously avoid it, but she resisted it, and then covered up her mind with a smile: "Come in, I cooked chicken curry."

Mo Weisheng withdrew his hand. Seeing that she had a flash of dodge, there was a trace of haze in her heart. The joy of going home and the joy of seeing her disappeared, as cold as being splashed with cold water. He restrained his smile and walked in a faint step. Behind him, Yan Yixi put the garbage in the big trash can and quickly followed.

"Just come back. I'll make you your favorite teapot, and then buy some grapefruit leaves to bathe you, which can drive away death and bad luck. By the way, I dried your quilt two days ago. It's not easy to wait until the sun in winter..."

Yan Yixi followed him and nagging, but he didn't notice at all. Mo Weisheng, who had restrained his smile, quietly raised the corners of his mouth. It was just a second or two that the two emotions changed quickly.

Crazy. Mo Weisheng said secretly that he never knew that his mood could also change so frequently.

"Weisheng, you're finally back." Meihuo came up, with a plate in his left hand and a fork in his right hand. He was ready to eat curry.

"There's something wrong, it's delayed." Mo Weisheng took off his coat and hung it on the hook and sat on the sofa.

"What's the matter?" He put the plate on the table and asked.

Mo Weisheng then talked about the ashes of hell. When it came to what Yan Yixi concealed, he deliberately paused for a while, which meant to settle accounts after a while.

Therefore, after he finished speaking, the first thing to ask was not what else he had done, but turned his head at the first time, stared at Yan Yixi with burning eyes and asked, "Why do you hide it?"

Yan Yixi was blocked and tried to change the topic, but Mo Weisheng and others stared at her closely and wanted to fool her, so they could only say, "I'm afraid you're worried."

"We are more worried if you don't say it." Mei Huo raised the volume slightly. Looking at her appearance, she seemed to be a little angry.

Meihuo has never been angry with Yan Yixi. The tone has always been very pleasant, and her face is even more pleasant. At this time, the volume was slightly raised, and her face was unhappy. Suddenly, she lowered her head a little aggrievedly: "I, I'm afraid you will bother me."

"When did we bother you?" Gerald was puzzled.

No, but I'm afraid. She was silently awkward in her heart, but when she looked up, she saw that everyone was still so serious, and her grievances were even more serious before they dissipated. After flattening her mouth, her eyes turned red.

"Hiss..." Gerald jumped back in horror and immediately tried his best to think about what he had just said to make her red eyes. The cold eyes projected from the side almost made him want to hide under the sofa.

"All right, good boy." Meihuo immediately softened and reached out and hugged her in her arms. The softness on the sofa just made her hide in Meihuo's arms.

"Forget it, it's over." Mo Weisheng said at the right time. He glanced at the complacence of the charming fire and almost wanted to grab Yan Yixi in his arms, but this impulse flashed by and was suppressed by reason.

Yan Yixi rubbed his eyes depressedly, rubbed back all the grievances, and then sat up and said, "Don't reveal it..."

Gerald blinked at her, and Meihuo and Mo Weisheng also turned to look at her.

"It is often said in the book that there is no white lunch, and there is no white care, all of which are linked to interests or affection. I am not yours, and I have been protected by you for so long. There are a lot of troubles in it, and everything is about me. Seeing you suffering and suffering, how do I know if you will have a boring day, so... so I..." She couldn't say anything in the end and looked down.

"You child." Mei Huo knocked her on the head decisively and looked at her holding her head pitifully before saying, "Don't you think we are friends!"

"Of course!" She nodded immediately.

"We have been friends for so long, and we have experienced life and death again. It's not too much for us to be relatives!"

"Of course!" She nodded suddenly.

"So." Mei Huo hugged her again and fluttered in her hair: "What do you care about your relatives! Is the division so clear?! Your head is thinking about these boring things!"

Yan Yixi let her flutter with a bitter face, but her heart was already happy, and all the previous light uneasiness was gone.

Why does she study secrets so hard? Why is she so eager to be strong? She just hopes not to drag them down. This is also what a 'relatives' want to do. Seeing them frown or hurt for their own affairs, she is always sad and even afraid. If one day they are bored. Will this endless chaos leave her? This assumption always makes her uneasy, so when the owner of the crystal nucleus came to her door, she subconsciously concealed it and delayed it day by day.

"You, what is the structure of your brain? Occasionally, you look like a great righteousness, and occasionally you are aggrieved like a kitten. You are strong from time to time, but later you are clingy. If you should cry or not, you should cry hard. In addition, he is thoughtful. He always thinks about the consequences of doing this matter. He is worried about this and that. You said that you should cry about what you concealed this time. Mei Huo pinched her nose and tut twice.

"You shouldn't cry..." Yan Yixi smiled cheekously, revealing a few white jade teeth, and said again, "I'm what you describe."

"Ask them." Mei Huo was angry and pouted.

Mo Weisheng nodded decisively, while Gerald nodded desperately.

Yan Yixi blinked: "Yeah, I'm quite cute to describe it like this."

"Fart, it's hard to deal with!" Meihuo laughed at once, and then said a little earnestly, "I said that worries are not good. Tell us what you want to do. We will only analyze whether this matter is dangerous and worth doing, and will not hinder you. Also, tell me if you have any thoughts. Even if I am not a psychologist, at least I am a close sister. Ah."

Yan Yixi scratched his hair and laughed, fell into the arms of the charming fire and rubbed hard.

-So, she is in her twenties and naturally acts coquettishly at this moment.