I offer incense to Hades, and he teaches me the Six Ways of Reincarnation

The last proprietress was the youngest daughter of the old lady. She fell asleep on the side of the road on a cold day. The old lady put a coat on her daughter and said something.

"Daughter, before Mom left, you were the person who was most worried about you! Mom has saved some money over the years, and now I put it with you. I hope that after Mom is gone, you can take good care of yourself and don't be too tired."

It seems that the children did not bid farewell to the old lady, but the old lady was very cheerful. With her, everything she wanted to do had been done.

"Master Jiang, thank you for giving me time and staying with me for so long!"

"You're welcome, everything should be done!"

When they came to the side of Huangquan Road, the old lady said goodbye to Jiang Chen.

Looking at the figure of the old lady leaving, Jiang Chen thought, because of a private mission, there was no live broadcast, if this episode was filmed, the fans would be overwhelmed again.

……

"I'm going to work, you should write your homework well at home, and don't go out and run around before finishing it!"

"Mom, I know, I'm not a kid anymore, I promise to complete the task!"

With the figure of mother leaving, and the door was slammed shut.

Wang Ning's straight back immediately bent down. She thought she would be able to have a good time after the summer vacation, but she didn't expect to be pulled up to do homework this early in the morning because her mother had to go to work.

The more I think about it, the more I feel, it’s okay?

"Isn't it just twenty pages? What's the difficulty?"

He looked at the summer homework for the sixth grade in front of him, and after thinking about it, he picked up the pen and started writing.

First write your name on the summer homework, then turn to the first page, read the questions below, opened your mouth and yawned, for some reason, the sleepy bug came unknowingly.

Suddenly he dozed off, his spirit was shaken, and he wanted to go to the bathroom.

It's true, a lazy person grinds the mill and has a lot of shit.

When I came back, I looked at the big bed next to the desk, and then looked at the summer homework book. Two little angels started fighting in my mind. I finally chose the big bed, and decided to have a good sleep first and raise my feet. You can do your homework only when you are energetic. Otherwise, you will be dozing off while writing your homework, not to mention slow efficiency and error-prone.

In order to be able to ensure the correct rate, you must sleep for a while. This is an irresistible factor. Thinking like this, I hugged the pillow and closed my eyes.

However, in a daze, the sound of reading a book came from beside my ears.

"The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the grass looks far away but there is nothing..."

"I'm gone in the past, Yang Liu Yiyi..."

This voice kept echoing in her mind, which made Wang Ning feel annoyed for a while. Why can't she sleep well? Why did the later part appear in her mind, and she even unconsciously recited the story. Gradually, The mind is getting clearer and clearer.

In desperation, he sat up abruptly, how could he sleep like this!

When Wang Ning sat up, she wanted to curse someone at the first sentence, and wanted to see who it was, but it was annoying, over and over again, over and over again, endlessly, just like chanting a mantra.

Don't they know it's a holiday?Can it still make people sleep peacefully?As soon as he sat up, he suddenly thought, something is wrong, his parents are not at home, they have both gone to work, and he is the only one at home!

So, who was reading just now?

Suddenly a terrible thought appeared in her mind, and before Wang Ning could recover, a voice came from behind her.

"Good poetry! Good poetry!" These are all rare good poems!

Got the sound again, full of praise.

Wang Ning took a quick look, and unexpectedly found a man with a hat on his head and a green shirt on his body, dressed as a scholar standing in front of the desk, but holding her Chinese book in his hand, reading with gusto.

Wang Ning froze for a moment.

He hurriedly leaned against the wall, his eyes widened: "Who are you! Why are you holding my Chinese book, and how did you get in?"

Wang Ning had a bad premonition in her heart.

After hearing Wang Ning's voice, the scholar turned around, put down the book in his hand and said, "Sorry, Xiaosheng was rude!"

Immediately afterwards, a puff of green smoke was seen and disappeared from the room.

At this moment, Wang Ning's mind was buzzing.

"ghost!"

"There is a ghost!"

Wang Ning's voice had already started to tremble, and she ran out of the bedroom scrambling.

"Oh my God! The family has seen a ghost! It's so scary!"

Trembling, he locked the bedroom door, and then started to pick up the landline to call his mother.

"Mom! Mom! Something is wrong, there is a ghost in the house, come and save me!"

"What the hell! Can you stop making trouble, I think you are a slacker, and you don't want to do your homework. I can't control that much. No matter what the situation is, the homework must be finished!"

After finishing yelling on the phone, she immediately hung up the phone. Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Wang Ning always felt that retribution was coming.

Maybe it's her retribution for always fooling her mother for not doing her homework well.

So he sat on the ground, holding a stick in his hand, looking in the direction of the bedroom in horror, his heart beating non-stop, why?Why do people still study when they are dead?

Chapter 139 Is there a ghost in my house?

Who can help me!

As the ghost festival approaches day by day, many people begin to see some ghost images. Some people get up in the middle of the night and pass by Jingzi, and they find that there seems to be something flashing past Jingzi.

I looked again, but found nothing.

In the mirror is still the handsome and handsome self.

"What a ghost? Did you read it wrong?"

Li San thought of the tests mentioned on the Internet, whether there is any ghost method at home, and was about to give it a try. He stood in front of the mirror, rubbed his hands nervously, and then started gesticulating rock-paper-scissors to Jingzi.

It was carried out three times in a row, and what happened to him each time?What did he see in the mirror?Seeing this, Li San breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that there was no problem at home.

However, just as he was about to get up to buy food, he found that the figure in the mirror swayed suddenly. He wondered if it was an illusion, but the gesture inside had changed.

"..."

Li San's eyes widened, he looked at the stone in his hand, and at the cloth he made in the mirror, and soon his eyes were blank, and then he passed out.

And so on a series of situations, are constantly happening.

There are even people posting in the forum where they are looking for their ancestors.

He said that when he was blowing air on the balcony at night, he saw fashion, because there are a lot of things recently and the pressure is relatively high, so he often blows air on the balcony and smokes a cigarette.

I was feeling emotional about my future life, and thought about the philosophical issues about a happy life. I looked up at the sky at 45 degrees. Among them, there is a strange thing walking forward reflecting the moonlight.

If you take a closer look, you will find that it is a rabbit with pointed ears and a short tail.

The rabbits in front of me looked like four or five, standing and dancing in the clouds.

In the Ancestry Forum, there are a lot of posts like this, such as walking alone on the road, but hearing someone talking around, or waking up to find that the shoes are no longer in their original position.

Some people even said that they dreamed of Snow White at night and stayed with him all night, and said that they would come to him often in the future, and so on, and there were more than [-] replies under the post in an instant.

"Brother, you are amazing! Wish yourself luck, brother!"

"Damn it, it's real, it's such an awesome rhythm! Please introduce!"

"Brother, you need some Kidney Tablets."

In addition to this kind of post, there are many people discussing, how will the ancestors celebrate the Ghost Festival?

Will you wear brand-new clothes and walk out of the steps that your relatives do not recognize?

I don't know if I will come to see it at home.

Thinking about that scene, many people couldn't help laughing out loud.

Among the various discussions and speculations among the fans, finally, the annual Ghost Festival is ushered in, and it will be early morning in one hour.

In the live broadcast room, a large wave of excited fans who couldn't sleep poured in early on. They were either lying down or lying on their stomachs. In the dark night, holding their phones in both hands, their adrenal hormones soared.

Sleep is impossible to sleep on.

Some people's eyelids have even started to fight, and they immediately made a cup of coffee, and their spirits immediately lifted.

For these fans, shopping is not necessary, but the host's studio must not be missed.

"The small bench is ready, the melon seeds are ready!"

"Come here just because of the name, to see how the underworld celebrates festivals?"

"To be honest, I'm here to see if the ancestor will come!"

"The magic painter is in place, ready to start painting at any time."

"Flowing Years rewards the host Airplane*99!"

"The big toffee rewards the anchor sports car * 99!"

In the expectant eyes of the fans, there were still about 10 minutes before the morning, and the live broadcast room started, and the screen that appeared was actually a neat row of ghost messengers.

I saw these ghost messengers all holding weapons in their hands, standing in the middle of a wide hall, with serious faces. This is the first time for fans to see so many ghost messengers all gathered together, and they were shocked.

Looking over at a glance, I almost didn't find where the anchor was?

"Damn it, I thought I almost entered some strange live broadcast room, so I went to check it out."

"The melon seeds in my mouth sprayed all over the floor, I almost thought the anchor was cloned!"

"It's not too high upstairs! However, their dressing style is a little different from the anchor. Forgive me for talking so much nonsense. I haven't found out where the anchor is yet?"

"Brothers who need a magnifying glass, gather here!"

"This is the rhythm of what to do, everyone looks like an iceberg face!"

"Guys, did you see it? I actually saw little loli, she's so cute!"

At the front of all the ghost messengers, there stood a petite and lovely figure with a ponytail, pink and jade-like, and two very cute little horns on the top of his head.

I saw Lord Hades floating in mid-air, his eyes swept over the ghost messengers below, his voice echoed in the whole hall, he was not angry and pretentious.

"I don't think I need to say so much. Everyone knows very well that today is a special day. I hope you can take this opportunity to perform well."

"Fanfan is doing something wrong, and there is any chance of luck..."

When Lord Yan Wang said this, his eyes gradually narrowed: "It's not that nonsense, knock it out, just put it back in a sack, and I will deal with it myself."

"Today is very different from usual. Don't worry about it so much. If you are not obedient, you can be more ruthless. This is the authority I gave you."

Her little hands were tightly clenched together, and there was a strong ghostly aura condensed on them, as if they were burning.

"What we want is deterrence! Only in this way can those guys restrain their restless hearts, and make them clear their current identities and roles, as well as that kind of awe!"

Every time before and after the Ghost Festival, the number of causes will increase greatly.

The ghosts will become crazy and restless, and at this time, the task of the ghost messengers is to go out and patrol the streets together to prevent the ghosts from doing evil, and at the same time show the strength of the underworld.

If there is that kind of...

Waiting for the good time of Ghost Festival, or planning for a long time, but unable to control their own ghosts, they can directly attack and divide two, let them taste the energy of ghosts, the energy of the underworld.

Otherwise, for a period of time after the Ghost Festival, the resting ghosts will be restless in the underworld, and sometimes even rebel.

We can use the human situation as an example.

After a year of hard work, I survived until the Chinese New Year.

Every New Year's Eve, everyone's hearts fly away early, the kind that can't be dragged back, and even some common mistakes will occur in the work. After the New Year is over, it will start to return to normal. It's hard to get back to work.

The same is true for the ghost festival of the underworld.

Chapter 140 Ghost Festival Day

If those ghosts are allowed to let themselves go and be unscrupulous, not only will the human world be troubled frequently, but the underworld will also increase a lot of workload.

Therefore, in order to prevent the above situation, it is necessary to take precautions in advance.

Ghost messengers must fulfill their responsibilities as ghost messengers, and be a little more aggressive, even if they are a little bit more brutal.

"Do you understand what I said?"

Lord Yan Wang's voice was very loud and serious, and he waved his hand as he gave an order: "Understand, let's go!"

"Yes!"