dead child, ghost carrying coffin

At this moment, the scarlet temple door suddenly opened, and three old spirits came out.

Although they still look like dwarves, after opening the mansion, they naturally have a bit more serious bearing.

"This old slave is waiting to meet Young Master Nine and Young Master Ji."

"I have seen all the distinguished guests."

"My mother-in-law and the general are here to invite you."

Xin Lianshan didn't dare to neglect, and immediately bowed slightly and said.

"I, Lao Xin, have taken the liberty of disturbing the empress and the general Qingxiu!"

Hua Jiunan first bowed slightly to the three old men, as a half-repayment, then grabbed Xin Lianshan and walked inside.

"Brother Xin is too polite."

"Based on your relationship with Daji, coming here is like coming home, please come inside."

Then he said to the temple in a warm voice.

"Mother, Uncle Xueshi, we are back."

The moment everyone stepped into the temple gate, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed.

It is no longer the original appearance, but has become a Jiangnan family.

In the atrium of the Xiaoxuan Garden in the lotus pond, the spring breeze is warm and the artificial mountains are green.

It has both the mistyness of the blessed land of the fairy family and the warmth of the common people.

The snow corpse, more than three meters high, was sitting in the pavilion in the lotus pond with the graceful and luxurious lady Guanghua.

On the stone table in front of him, there were some steaming hot tea.

The ghost messenger Song Lian and Pao Ding greeted the group on the gravel road leading to the center of the lotus pond, and said to the group with a smile on their faces.

"Little Mister, Major General, General Xin please."

The reckless Xin Lianshan was taken aback when he saw the old acquaintance, and then couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Why are the two old brothers in this precious place? Just change to a higher place?!"

Hearing Xin Lianshan's question, Song Lian suppressed his excitement.

"Brother Pao Ding and I coincidentally coincided with the opening of the mansion by Empress Guanghua."

"Afterwards, Guilao, Seventh Master, and Eighth Master said that Niangniang's subordinates can't be left alone, so let us stay and listen."

Xin Lianshan listened enviously, looking at the eighteen faceless statues flashing in the sky, he said softly.

"Good fortune, you two! Good opportunity! Good luck!"

Song Lian chuckled, and withdrew half of his body to signal Xin Lianshan to hurry to the gazebo.

"General Xin is not too late."

"Besides, based on the relationship between you and the major general, you will definitely get what you want, so why envy us."

Xin Lianshan immediately calmed down when he heard the words, and said in a low voice as the two passed by.

"Then I will borrow auspicious words from the two of you!"

The so-called father and son have different seats.

With Xueshi and Empress Guanghua around, Hua Jiunan and Chen Dage could only stand behind and wait on them.

This made Xin Lianshan a little bit on pins and needles.

In front of his family, Xue Zong always showed simplicity and simplicity.

Just like when hunting and feeding a family back then, and even more so.

His ugly, ferocious face was full of gentleness.

He didn't talk much, and it seemed difficult to speak, he just smiled and looked at Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji.

No matter what the two said, he nodded kindly and agreed.

Because Empress Guanghua is still nourishing her soul, her mind is still not very clear.

So it's just a kind smile, and doesn't talk to everyone.

This situation strengthened Xin Lianshan's determination to join.

Such a gentle palace master, I am afraid that there is only one in the whole world.

If you work under Empress Guanghua, you have to make a lot of mistakes before you will be punished.

Xin Lianshan even vaguely felt that even if he drank too much and accidentally burned Guanghua Mansion, this compassionate lady would only smile and care about whether she was burned...

Anyway, I'll stay here from now on, and I won't leave even if I'm killed!

Just as Xin Lianshan was thinking wildly, Xueshi had already left the pavilion with Hua Jiunanniang.

Because he felt that when he was here, everyone couldn't let go of talking and laughing.

After the two masters left, everyone no longer had any scruples, especially the "lively and lovely" Chen Daji.

"I said Ba Ye, if you don't stay with grandma and stay well, what are you doing here with my godmother?"

Chang Baye raised his big tail proudly, and after sticking to the lake water, he began to wipe the pillars of the gazebo seriously.

"Isn't it okay for me to clean up in exchange for meritorious service? I want you to take care of it!"

Chen Dage was bullied, and Xin Lianshan, who was born in a regular yamen, expressed his worries.

"This eighth master of the Chang family, can you tell me your full name?"

"From now on, both of us brothers will hang out with Boss Hua, so we can't call each other 'Grandpa, Grandpa'."

Having said this, Xin Lianshan paused for a moment, and saluted with fists in the direction where Hua Jiunanniang disappeared.

"Outsiders will think that our Guanghua family will have no rules after hearing this."

"It doesn't matter to you or me, it would be unbeautiful if it hurt your empress' reputation."

"It's still convenient to call by name, and it's also very close."

What he said was reasonable and well-founded, that is, the two ghost messengers, Song Lian and Pao Ding, nodded repeatedly when they heard it.

Yes, there is no such thing as a circle without rules.

Now that the lord's family has established a clan and established a mansion, I can no longer wait too casually in front of outsiders, so as not to damage the majesty of Empress Guanghua.

It was just a name, but Ba Ye Chang showed considerable resistance.

With a black pot on his head and shrinking his neck, he said hesitantly.

"Master Xin...Boss Xin...Old Immortal Xin, you can just call me Xiaoba, you don't need to bother memorizing a name..."

The more Baye Chang said that, the more curious Xin Lianshan became.

He frowned loudly.

"What's wrong, Ba Ye Chang is not giving my old Xin face, thinking we are not worthy of making friends with you?!"

"I'm still afraid that I will know your name and come to seduce you in the middle of the night?!"

Chang Baye is timid, and he is most afraid of offending people in his life, and of course he dare not offend this great god of the underworld.

Therefore, he flinched and said with a face full of embarrassment.

"Our family started with our elder brother Chang Huaiyuan, and there are eight brothers in total."

"My father used that eight-character poem to give us names."

What he said completely aroused everyone's interest.

Only Hua Jiunan, who knew the "truth", kept shaking his head and shoulders, obviously trying to endure something.

Chen Daji was impatient and immediately asked.

"Which poem did you say, Master Ba, you should say it quickly!"

"Hesitating, like a female worm!"

Chang Baye was furious, and was about to slap this guy, but then he thought of something, and still didn't make a move.

He could only sigh helplessly, thinking to himself:

The day has finally come!

Immediately, he held his head high and made a proud gesture.

"Listen up, little brat, this line of poetry is 'The ancient road is far away, and the city is full of sunshine!'"

Chen Daji must have never heard of the poem, but this did not affect his deduction of Chang Baye's name.

"Eight characters, one for each person."

"The uncle's name is Chang Huaiyuan, the second master's name is Chang Huaijin...the sixth master is Chang Huailian, the seventh master is Chang Huaicheng..."

"Fuck, Ba Ye, your name is Chang Huaiyun?!!!"

"You have a grudge against your father, right?! Are you sure it's your own?!"