Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 158 Granny Meng's Gift

"Okay! Or let's go to the fine ghosts and ask them."

Saying that, little Zhuanfeng accepted the little fox's suggestion, and planned to take it to ask the fine ghosts and his group.

It didn't take long for Xiao Zhuanfeng to lead the little fox to find the fine ghosts and the little demons, and then danced a dance that he had just practiced in front of them.

"vomit..." When the fine ghosts and the little demons watched Xiao Zhuanfeng lead the little fox through this dance, they all vomited out collectively!Nima!What the hell is this?Wearing such an ugly dress, and dancing such a disgusting dance, don't you know that it will scare other little demons?

"How is it, fine ghost, what do you think of this dance we danced? Did it make your eyes shine?" Xiao Zhuanfeng stopped after dancing and asked with a smile.

"Liang Nima!" Seeing Xiao Zhuanfeng's mouth covered in red oil, and his entire mouth was about to stick to his face, the fine ghost was paralyzed with fright on the spot!Then, the fine ghost exclaimed, "The wind is pulling!" Then, he ran away with the other little demons under his command.

"Fuck! This is too frightening! This lethality almost makes me bleed internally!" The fine ghost who had already run far away still had a look of fear on his face, and patted He patted his chest and vomited.

"Boss, why are they all running away? Didn't you say that we can make them fascinated by just dancing this dance?" The child was gone, with black lines showing all over his face, and he asked Xiao Zhuanfeng.

"Um, this, this... It must be that they don't know how to appreciate, yes, it must be like this. Think about it, they are just a group of little demons who have never seen the world, how can they appreciate our dance!" As the cool wind blew, Xiao Zhuanfeng tightened the red clothes he was wearing, and replied falteringly.

What the leader said seems to make sense!I was speechless, the little fox blinked his eyes, showing a look of admiration!

Of course, Han Feng didn't know anything about what happened on Shituo Ridge in the demon world at this time. He was awakened by an itching sensation on his face while he was asleep.

"Bai Jingjing, get the hell out of here."

Waking up, Han Feng roared and threw the lion cub who had been licking him wildly, casually.

"Ow—woo—"

The little lion roar that was thrown out, flipped 360 degrees in the air, and landed firmly on the ground, screaming dissatisfied.

Recently, Han Feng has been busy updating novels on Tianting Reader. It has been a long time since he took Little Lion Roar out for a stroll, so now whenever Han Feng falls asleep, Little Lion Roar will crawl onto the bed Acting like a baby, and there is always only one way of acting like a baby, and that is to lick Han Feng's face.

"Go, go, play by yourself! Don't think about eating, eating, and having fun all day long, can't you be a little self-motivated? How can you say that you are also the blood of the Xiaotian dog, okay? Why are you so unambitious? There is no goal at all.”

With that said, Han Feng picked up the pillow on the head of the bed, roared at the little lion and threw it.

"Ow—woo—"

After tilting his head to avoid the pillow Han Feng threw over, the little lion roared, picked up the pillow on the ground again, and ran to Han Feng's side in a fluttering manner, sticking out his tongue as if asking for credit, and shouted.

"Okay, I've convinced you. I'll take you out to play with the head office in a few days! But now, can you stay quietly for a while? I still have things to do!"

Seeing such a shameless Bai Jingjing, Han Feng was at a loss. He scolded him but couldn't hit him no matter what, the other party simply ignored his educational words!

"Ow—woo—"

After hearing that the master finally agreed to take him out to play, the little lion roared excitedly by Han Feng's side for a long time, and then obediently squatted aside and calmed down.

Seeing that the little lion's roar finally calmed down, Han Feng got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Then he checked the time and found that it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Beep, beep, at this moment, Han Feng's mobile phone next to the washbasin vibrated. He picked it up and saw that the system information that popped up on it was actually the system information from the Tianting reader, which prompted: " Granny Meng sent you a small gift, please pay attention to check it!"

Nima, I finally received another gift!Looking at the prompt on the phone, Han Feng suddenly woke up, and quickly pressed the accept button on the phone.

During the recent period, apart from being busy updating his own novels, Han Feng has not stopped short of novels written by other gods, such as the bull-headed horse-faced "Little Ghost Don't Run" last time, and the new " He has given rewards and recommendations for books such as "Forgetting Love" and "Rebirth: I Am Clairvoyant and Shunfenger", but he has never received any gifts from these fairy authors.

At first he thought it was a problem with the browser update!Later, after I signed the contract, I found out that the author would not send the gift until the book was finished!
As for the previous "Little Ghost, Don't Run", I don't know what the bull-headed horse-face is doing. Anyway, Han Feng has never received a gift from the other party. So far, he has only received information about this gift from Granny Meng. But something is better than nothing. Thinking of this, Han Feng opened the gift box that appeared in front of his eyes.

As soon as I opened the gift box, I saw a black glass bottle lying quietly inside. The whole body of the bottle looked extremely slender, and the height was estimated to be only a dozen centimeters. Half the size of the ball, with one or two pieces of ears, the whole lid looks a bit like Mickey Mouse's head!
Nima!What the hell is this?Perfume?But this is impossible, how could an old lady like Meng Po who only knows how to pour Meng Po soup for ghosts know what perfume is!Han Feng picked up the black glass bottle inside the box and shook it twice, and he could still hear the sound of water sloshing inside, obviously the things inside were not full.

"Could it be that Meng Po's soup can't be made?" Hearing the voice coming from the bottle, Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help muttering.

As we all know, Po Meng's position in the underworld is to provide Po Meng soup to all the ghosts who are going to reincarnate, and after drinking this Po Po Meng soup, the ghost's memory can be erased!So besides Mengpo soup, Han Feng really couldn't think of any other gifts that this old lady Meng could give away.

In order to make sure his guess was correct, Han Feng couldn't wait to take out the instruction manual inside the box and read it, only to see that it said: "This thing is called Wangqing Water, which is the diluted formula of Meng Po Decoction based on Meng Po's soup. And after it is formulated, whether it is a human or a ghost, after drinking this thing, they will forget their most beloved other half."

Fuck!It turned out to be Wangqing Water. Han Feng looked at the text on the manual and exclaimed in surprise: "How the hell is this Wangqing Water? What about Mengpo soup as promised? This Mengpo old lady is too stingy Right! You actually used the diluted Mengpo soup to fool yourself."

Han Feng squinted at the glass bottle in his hand and was a little speechless. What is the use of this thing?You can't drink it for your girlfriend, right? Or should you drink it for a woman who has fallen in love with someone else?

After thinking about it, Han Feng finally shook his head, thinking that the love-forgetfulness water that Granny Meng gave seemed useless, so he silently put it in his dragon and phoenix ring, and then went out of the bathroom.

In fact, what Han Feng didn't know was that in the underworld, the water of forgetting love in Po Meng's hands is not available to ordinary ghosts. If you want to get the water of forgetting love in Po Meng's hands, you must at least have a certain amount of merit That's fine, but generally there are very few ghosts who ask for this thing, unless they are ghosts who have immeasurable merit and want to practice the method of forgetting emotions.

On the other hand, how could the things in Granny Meng's hands be as simple as they appeared on the surface?Although she is just a Meng Po, she is also a big manager who controls all the reincarnation memories of ghosts.

In the underworld, although her position is not high, but that status, tsk tsk tsk, errands like Niutoumamian, at least six points of courtesy.

(End of this chapter)