Escape from the Sly Door [Unlimited Stream]

It was only now that the coffin remembered to set the rules, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, are you becoming more and more unruly with me? Either you don't bark, or you bark when you bark, and you are usually fierce to me, and you don't say anything when you are happy." After two sentences, he ran away without a trace."

"What's the matter?" The man in his arms looked up at the man from the front with his eyes closed, his twisted neck looked exasperating and cute, and he poked and poked his fingers back, "Then you You are not going to hurt me, are you? Because I like to run, are you going to lock me up?" The tone is so arrogant.

From the position of the coffin, you can see the little guy's small mouth opening and closing, the bright red lips are covered with fine white teeth, and he looks full and well-fed... Even the nonsense words that the other party said can be ignored by him. It's just brains.

Huh... Silence was obviously attracted by the touch under his fingers, no matter what the old man behind him was thinking, then he poked with his fingers, once, again...

The figure is really good...it's tough...

The coffin wrapped two fingers with a big hand, "Stop making trouble."

"What's the matter? What's the matter? You can't even poke it? You continue to work on your business, and I won't do anything. You have treated me like this and that, and you did bad things while I was sleeping. I didn't say anything about you. I will move." It’s not enough?” It’s reasonable to be silent.

God knows what reaction he got when he was poked by the ghost king.

Seeing that there was still a table of unprocessed documents, the coffin decided cruelly to shake him off.

There is no need for the old man to speak, silence is very discerning, "Oh, I see, you are going to drive me out again! You have the ability to drive me out of here, you have the ability to let me back to the world, don't think You have the eyes of the sky in ghosts, and you can still spy on me when you go to this world."

Mo Mo's expression of bitterness and hatred made the forehead of the coffin twitch, the desire in the lower abdomen, and the irritability that delayed the progress of the process, Mo Mo went out and walked a series of times, aroused like magma boiling.

Yo, I'm really angry!

"You just stay here and take care of your affairs slowly, boss, I don't care about your affairs in the strange world, and you don't care about me." Mo Mo jumped off his knees and patted his buttocks, arrogantly pulling like a two hundred and five .

The coffin put down his pen and raised his eyes. The long hours of work made him feel a little unwell, and his words were casually lazy: "Can't you just wait for me for ten days?"

Mo Mo ignored him lazily. After offending the most powerful leader in the ghost world, he turned around and ran away. Before he ran, he didn't know why he took the two piles of documents on the table and rushed out together.

"You dare to run and try." The man stood up from his seat, his tone tense and tense.

As the words fell, the young man turned his head and looked at him, his feet were spread out, standing firmly, and the coffin was overjoyed.

Immediately afterwards, the young man was seen walking around the coffee table with long legs and turning into a whirlwind boy like a spinning top, taking advantage of the coffin king's thought, and rushing out.

When the coffin realized that the person had already passed through the door, the extinct volcano erupted completely.

"Stop him for me." The man casually picked up a stack of documents on the table and shouted angrily.

Silence rushed out of the room and bumped into Davis who just came over.

Davis was stunned by the ghost king's anger, and Silence escaped from the coffin's vision without checking.

Immediately, the coffin's eyes were red with anger, and he teleported away and disappeared in place. He picked up the guy who had slipped away two steps with one hand and hugged him into his arms. His eyes were red with anger, and he slammed into his buttocks with one hand. Come twice.

The feeling on the buttocks and the huge "pop" sound resounding through the corridor made Silence freeze in place instantly. Silence has lived so long, and no one has spanked his ass before. Compared with the insignificant pain on the buttocks, the huge sense of shame is the whole From the soles of his feet to the inspiration of the sky, the moment he started to move in the air under his feet in the next second, it was as if the socket was electrified, and it swept through his whole body. His grievance and anger caused him to let out a huge and mournful howl.

"Wow... ah... you hit me...you hit me... woo woo...you hit me here... ah ah... let me go... I won't be with you... ...Aww..."

Hearing the news from the palace, all the ghosts saw that the expression of the ghost king was absolutely cruel. Who would dare to come up to persuade them without fear of death? Er Ke made them see a third face, only young master Shen was crying hoarsely, his hair was disheveled, and he was still crying desperately in a broken copper voice: "Why do you hit me, why do you hit me, what do you think? What……"

The four people who came over after hearing the news were stunned by the scene in front of them, and with silent tears shed the distressed one, vowing to snatch their treasure back from the coffin king.

The scene was once chaotic.

Mo Mo watched with tears in his eyes as the other ghosts stopped the four of them, and even waved his crab-like arms against death and wailed: "Don't touch them, bastard, none of you are allowed to touch them."

The coffin looked at his son who was still protecting other people's little guy, but was so angry that his head hurt.

The hand on the young man's buttocks couldn't fall down, so he lifted it up...put it down...and rubbed it gently, and immediately reminded Shen Mo of the shame of being spanked in broad daylight, and was so angry that he shouted again cry.

"..."

The coffin had a splitting headache from the yelling, and his forehead twitched, "OK, OK, OK, I'll let you go, let you go." It's not good just by opening his mouth.

Looking at the little guy who was frowning, with red eyes, and said "Really?" in a hoarse voice, he had no choice but to lift up his sleeve to hold the snot for others. "really."

"It's not waiting for a month and a half..." Shen Mo muttered, asking for assurance.

The coffin changed hands to wipe the golden beans on someone's face, and Wuzi closed his eyes: "No."

The sound of silent sobbing and sniffling drifted over ear-piercingly. After a long time, he found that he still couldn't sort out his thoughts that were shocked by such a cry.

Asking the ghost king to take the four of them back to rest, it can be regarded as carrying the chattering little guy back to the room.

The two documents that were carried away by Shen Mo fell to the ground and disappeared, leaving countless large and small gray footprints.

And at this moment, the relief of getting him back into the room is no match for the grief of letting him go.

The little guy was still there without realizing it, and continued to babble: "You agreed, let me go back, don't go back on my word, I won't wait for you, I'm going back, anyway, you agreed ..."

Everyone heard what the ghost king promised in public, Zhao Jia and the others had already gone back to pack their things, and the coffin was sitting on the head of the bed holding Silence like a child.

In the illusion in front of him is the ghost city specialties prepared by King Ji for the young man. The coffin looked at the little guy who had finally calmed down and took the warm towel and gently wiped his messy face.

What to do if such a small thing ran out of sight, Ling Coil sighed in his heart, handed out the towel, and waved away the ghost servants who were drawing water and the ghost servants holding combs.

Gently patted Shen Shen's back and coaxed: "Say you love me, say you love me, and I will send you away tomorrow."

Mo Mo turned her head with red eyes, not wanting to talk to this smelly man.

Butler Gehari knocked on the door at the right time.

"Wang, Mr. Xiao Shen can prepare dinner."

It is estimated that the incident of crying and beating just now has spread to every corner of the palace, causing the lunch that is usually almost in time to be brought forward. The caring housekeeper thinks that people who are tired from crying should need to eat now.

The coffin king put the man down, "Does it hurt to cry so much? Why don't you take off your pants and have a look?"

What a fart, Mo Mo waved away the other party's hand on the head, turned around and left.

While eating, Mo Mo looked at the four of them tactfully not mentioning the spanking just now, and watched everyone discussing the matter of going back. As he ate, he couldn't help but think about the thing the man asked him to say that he loved him just now.

Biting chopsticks, a bit tasteless...

Mo Mo's mind was wide open: If he didn't say anything, Coffin Face wouldn't come up with another way to detain him, right? ? ?

In the silent, careful mind, the horse had already circled Guidu several times.

Thinking and thinking, guessing and guessing, the scare of being spanked still lingers in my mind, Shen Mo feels... um, this can't work!

Therefore, Shen Mo made a decision that was extremely painful for him.

That night, on a night when human beings needed sleep, Shen Mo washed himself clean, wrapped himself in a towel and ran to the coffin king's room.

Facing the person who suddenly took the initiative, he was dumbfounded even though he was as calm as a coffin.

I immediately threw away the files in my hand...

…………

This night, the coffin king, who had already been mediocre and innocent, was fascinated by all kinds of meat and vegetables, and agreed to everything Silence said.

It's just that the coffin king has lived for so long—emm—I'm afraid he doesn't know that there is such a thing as a breakup gun.

Standing at the passage of the dragon veins the next day, the elite generals of the ghost world gathered in all directions. The nine ghost kings stood in a row, and the sky was smashed just by their faces, not to mention the intimidating aura. It is their king who sends them off respectfully.

The coffin told Silence that if you want to come to see more ghosts in the future, although it is not as safe as the world, this is his empire, and he will never let other ghosts bully him.

"Don't you really think about waiting for me? I will arrange the affairs of Ghost City soon and rush to see you in this world." The expectation in Wang Feng's eyes was so obvious.

He straightened the front of his clothes, checked four or five times, and still couldn't help the worry in his heart. "Let others do everything, don't move things by yourself, remember to be with everyone when you go out, and don't act without authorization."

"Well, I see."

"I will rush over if there is danger, but this world is not a paranormal world. When I am not in this world, you have to take care of yourself. You know, although this world is safe, there are too many big and small problems. I can't see it. It's always difficult... ..."

Zhao Jia and Meng Tai glanced at each other, feeling that the scene in front of them was a bit familiar. Hearing that the man of few words became more and more talkative, he finally knew where it was familiar.

Coffin face has the potential to develop towards them.

"There's another one for you." The man took out another black rope from his cuff.

"?" Silently tilted his head.

The coffin has already raised the young man's wrist, and the black bracelet with golden silk thread is wrapped around the white wrist, making the wrist even more slender.

"This is my hair. Ordinary ghosts who enter the Paradise will be more afraid." On the contrary, Mo Mo's left wrist was empty, and the coin that was warmed by body temperature had already fallen into the man's palm.

The man's index finger and thumb twisted the one-yuan coin in this world: "Now, give this back to me."

In front of the opened corridor are the arms of the four partners waving backwards, "Come and be silent, we are going home."

The man grabbed the coin firmly in his palm.

The sudden movement made Shen Mo tangled up for a while, but he comforted himself that he still had a lot of time to spend with the coffin, but not much time to spend with these people... As the four called, he moved forward .

The coffin king looked at the young man's footsteps getting bigger and bigger in the dark passage, and his figure was getting farther and farther away. Looking at his thin and slender back... he traced the outline stroke by stroke with his eyes...

Just at the end of the light, time is crossing in front of your eyes...

In the similar black passageway...he has been admonishing...

Don't look back, go forward, the exit is ahead...

The scene in front of me overlaps with that time, and the back that is fading away also overlaps with that time...

At the end of the corridor, the handsome young man turned his head... and took a look.

The man sighed, and amidst the exclamation of all the ghosts, the Coffin King lifted his feet and stepped forward in an instant.

Mo Mo looked at the man behind him in surprise: "You, why did you follow?"

The coffin touched his head: "I'll send you first and then come back."

No.13 Volume Thirteen - The Palace Museum