Ghost Emperor Scavenger God

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For tens of thousands of years, the ghost world has been free and unfettered. Perhaps no matter whether it is a human, a ghost, or a god, there is no bottom line in their hearts, and there are no rules. I hope that one day there will be a backbone who can lead everyone to the sun. avenue.

Now seeing that Wuyi can't destroy even Wangchuan, he can't be killed, maybe it's frightening, maybe it's admiration, in short, there are quite a few little ghosts who proposed to let Wuyi take charge of the ghost world and rectify it.

This Wuyi was on the cusp of the storm, and she didn't realize how sensational it was to pick flowers that day. Since then, every time she went out, a group of dog-like ghosts followed her, which made her very uncomfortable.

"What's going on now! Hey!" Wuyi sat on the window sill of Wangyue Tower, dangling in mid-air with one foot dangling, looking at the ghost street outside the window, her tone was full of helplessness, and asked Binggu sat at the round table in a well-behaved manner.

Binggu ignored him, knowing that Wuyi was like having multiple personalities, he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to say anything more. Now that they both know each other, Wuyi is more open to Binggu, and doesn't treat Binggu as a person at all. woman.

Seeing that Binggu ignored him, Wuyi picked up the gold bell on his waist and started to play with it. The gold bell kept ringing, and suddenly the bell stopped, and Wuyi jumped down from the window sill.

"Have a martial arts conference, hold a literati competition!" After finishing speaking, he ran out with great interest, and shouted at the gate of Wangyue Tower: "Come on, come on, tomorrow will be held in front of my Wangyue Tower, and an anthology will be held!" And a martial arts election, the top three in civil and military are in charge of Qingxiang Tower, Gambling Shop, and Mingqian Pavilion, and the income is funded by me four, Wen San and Wu San, and the rest of the top ten, there are other arrangements."

The news quickly spread in the ghost world. Not only are there jobs, but also money. This ghost world has always been oppressed by evil spirits. Ordinary little ghosts are helpless and difficult to survive. They can only transform into adults in the human world. Those who are capable can be employed as officials, while those who are incompetent can only do odd jobs in the world.What's more, they can't even form a human form, so they can only sit in the ghost world and wait to die, waiting to be swallowed by evil ghosts when they are unlucky, and disappear forever.

Now Wuyi stood up, no matter what he was doing, he finally provided himself with a barrier, and the spell was so high, Wang Chuan couldn't hurt him, let alone other evil spirits!It depends on the owner to beat the dog. It is a kind of protection for this little brat to be under Wuyi's hands.

Not to mention that this Wuyi has easily monopolized the money of the ghost world into his own pocket, which is equivalent to a blank market that has been unmanaged for tens of thousands of years. Once it is all in his pocket, others will even see it. The first opportunity, but the initial impression of this pioneer is also greatly reduced, not as good as this Wuyi.

Nowadays, there are so many ghosts who want to get a piece of the soup, the ones with brains are calculating but Wu Yi, and the ones without brains are secretly angry.Now Wu Yi has given all the ghosts a chance, these countless little ghosts are eager to use all their strengths to win the championship in one fell swoop, no matter what he gets, it will not be empty.

This Qingxiang Building is exactly the same as the Qingxiang Building built by Wuyi in imitation of the human world. This young lady is naturally a beautiful wild ghost who has nowhere to go in the ghost world. After finding everything, it opened directly. This Qingxiang Building, full of ghosts, has naturally become a gathering place for news about the wind direction of the ghost world.

This gambling shop, of course, is to make money from those wild ghosts who love to gamble. This ghost world has always been fine. Once this gambling shop opened, within a moment, it attracted a large number of wandering lonely ghosts. It was a joy to play. Almost.In this world of ghosts, except for ghosts hurting ghosts and immortals destroying ghosts, generally they will not die, or their souls will disperse. Naturally, they had to find something to do, and Wuyi found something for them - gambling.

To put it bluntly, this Mingqian Pavilion is to collect ghost money burned by some smart people or people who respect themselves during festivals and festivals, and collect them together.Although Wuyi doesn't need this money, apart from burning, killing and looting ghosts in this ghost world, he still needs money everywhere. This Mingqian Pavilion is Wuyi's small treasury.

All the ghosts are gearing up to show off their skills, but Wuyi, the leader, cheerfully became the hands-off shopkeeper, ready to start, time, request, write down, and take care of everything else for Binggu.

He knew that Binggu was always worrying about him blindly, Wuyi felt that this ghost would often think wildly when he was free, it would be better to let Binggu be so busy that he could not be distracted and ignore him.

Don't think about the later things, Binggu, who is rigorous in his work, has several years of experience in the management of Qingxiang Pavilion in the world, and the result is quite good!This ghost world vaguely has a new look.

Four months later, when everything was on the right track, Wuyi suddenly said to Binggu, "I will drag you to take care of this Wangyue Tower. I have something to do recently, so I need to go out."

"What's the matter?" Binggu asked, tugging at Wuyi's sleeve.

"It's nothing important, you see that you have organized everything in an orderly manner, and I have nothing to do, just go shopping." Wuyi scratched her head and said shyly.

"I'm with you." Binggu continued.

"No, no, no, let's talk about you now, but the shopkeeper, after taking care of so many things, if you leave, we will starve to death! You are so busy, you don't need to accompany me." After finishing speaking, his figure flashed , without a trace.

Binggu is really worried about Wuyi, such a Wuyi always feels that she pretends to be happy every day, but there seems to be a crack in her heart, and she always uses other things to divert her attention, but she never sees her again. Guo Wuyi smiled as shyly as she did when they first met, but from the bottom of her heart.

Looking at Wuyi's resolute back, Binggu shook his head, lamented silently, and said in a voice that mosquitoes couldn't hear: "Why are you pretending to be relaxed?"

This Binggu's ability to handle affairs is really high, and now many ghosts are looking at Binggu who goes out and goes with this charming Wuyi who is also a man and a woman every day. Because the two are too close, many little ghosts respectfully call Bing Gu the landlord's wife.

Wuyi also heard a lot of gossip, and was too lazy to explain, not to mention that neither he nor Binggu had this kind of thoughts, and he was not afraid of the oblique shadow, and the clear one cleared himself!

But today, Granny Meng actually came to him and asked him to be responsible for Binggu, which made Wuyi, who is Zhang Er's monk, confused. When he understood what Po Meng said was so absurd!Even Po Meng misunderstood, Wuyi had no choice but to slip away, dodging as long as she could, the rumors would eventually dissipate.

Three Realms, Fulin Tea House——

Wuyi always felt that someone was staring at her from just now, but when she looked back, there was nothing. Could it be that she was oversensitive now?

Recite silently in my heart, one, two, three, turn around, there is no one, keep walking, one, two, three, four, five, turn around, there is still no one, continue walking, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten, hehe, this time, I will definitely run I can't drop it, but when I turned around, there was still no one, Wuyi drooped her shoulders, presumably because she was so frightened by Granny Meng, she became nervous.

But I don't know, it's not that Wuyi is sensitive, but that Jiu Ling is indeed standing opposite the teahouse, transformed into a pigeon, cooing at Wuyi, whom he hasn't seen for a long time, staring at Wuyi blatantly, She was aching, but she was reluctant to blink, for fear of missing Wu Yi's expression that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Wuyi seems to have lost weight." Jiu Ling saw Wuyi walking into the teahouse and returning to her original form, looking straight at Wuyi who was sitting in the corner by the window like a torch.

Wuyi nodded slightly to thank the shop waiter who came to pour tea, and put a reward in the tray for Xiao Er. Xiao Er knew that the customer might need to be quiet, so she left with discernment.

Wuyi habitually rubbed her fingertips against the rim of the cup, closed her eyes, and kept drawing circles on the rim of the cup with her fingertips.Suddenly, as if thinking of an interesting incident, he lightly dipped his index finger in a little tea in the cup, and began to scribble on the dark lacquered wooden table, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Jiu Ling was too far away, afraid Wuyi realized that she could only keep such a distance. She no longer pulled Wuyi, dragged Wuyi, and leaned against Wuyi as before.

Suddenly he saw Wuyi's face darken, a cup of tea flew out of the window, and flew towards the roof opposite the teahouse. Fortunately, Jiu Ling had been observing Wuyi carefully all the time, and detected something wrong in advance, and flew away like a pigeon.

Seeing that it was a pigeon, Wuyi felt relieved, curled her fingers, the cup was spinning in the air quickly, and then turned back to the table, Wuyi looked down at the completely cold tea in the cup, looked at Reflecting his own face in the tea, he laughed and scolded angrily, "It turns out it's just a stupid fat pigeon!"

After finishing speaking, one person stared at the tea and stared at the tea alone in a daze habitually. He liked to watch people coming and going, all kinds of people coming and going.

The people listening to books in the teahouse also came and went wave after wave, but Wuyi didn't notice it at all.It's like shielding the world, shutting myself in the complicated world, watching the outside world through the cage, and not being able to blend in.

Unknowingly, I sat blankly until it was dark, and the lights outside had faded, reflecting the stars in the sky.Wuyi looked up at the sky, and said with a smile, "Look, how far we are!"

"Guest officer, it's getting late, we're going to thank you behind closed doors today." The waiter couldn't bear to disturb Wu Yi and said, full of regret, such a handsome young man just sat in this inconspicuous corner today It attracted many customers, and the business was much more lively than before.

Wuyi quickly regained consciousness, looked at the empty teahouse, and immediately realized that it was unreasonable for him to sit here for a whole day, so he got up quickly, and apologized: "I'm really sorry for delaying your rest behind closed doors. "

After paying the tea money, he turned and left.

This place is still lively and lively during the day, but it is empty at night, as if everything is an illusion, it has never been lively, and it has always been so quiet.

Except for the occasional barking of dogs in the distance, breaking this empty moonlit night.

It's getting colder at night, Wuyi obviously can't feel the cold, how can a ghost feel the cold?Unknowingly, however, he shivered, closed his collar, sucked his nose, looked at the sky, and said, "Maybe it's going to snow."

... This winter, I live alone.

I remember at this time last year, when it was snowing that day, the two of them were still having snowball fights, making snowmen, and rolling snowballs. Both of their hands were red from the cold, but they still rubbed their hands and continued to play, laughing so happily.

At night, Jiu Ling also peeled off the hare's skin buried in the snow, and when he was asleep, he hung on to the lamp at night, fearing to disturb Wuyi's sleep, sat on a cold chair, and made two sets of gloves overnight, one pair for each person, On the second day, I also suffered from a cold and a bit of a stuffy nose and sore throat, but it was so quiet that people were not used to it.

Only when the memories are too happy will the reality appear too cold and desolate.

"The two gloves should be reduced to ashes now... just like us, they are all reduced to ashes and disappeared with the wind!" Wu Yi said to herself with a smile in the empty night.

The laughter was miserable, especially on this winter night.

Wuyi continued to wander around, and found an inn with the door open to welcome guests, and went in to rest.

It's really inconvenient for the ghost world to go back now. The heaven world seems to have been silent recently, and the human world can't help me.

Wuyi asked for a jug of wine, and held a jug of wine by herself, looked at the wine happily and smiled wryly, "Why do I think of you again, how long will you stay in my mind!" Wuyi sat at the low table , one leg is crossed, the other leg is propped on the arm without any rules, the left elbow is propped on the knee of the left leg, playing with the red earring in the hand, and pouring the red earring in the right hand danglingly into the cup The nose-piercing wine, some of which had already spilled out of the glass and dripped onto the table.

Wuyi recalled uncontrollably again, and sneered, "Wine, you still owe me a jar of plum blossom wine? But, I'm afraid I'll never be able to drink it, right?"

"Alcohol is such a good thing. When you're drunk, you forget about it, uh..." Wuyi hiccupped and continued to refill it for herself.

"Why do you think you are so annoying, uh... You are the one who sticks to me and can't be driven away... Uh... You are the one who doesn't want me..." Wuyi was drunk, and she was actually a chatterbox. You can say and do things you can't say or do.

"I...Wuyi...have you ever lied to you? You are lucky, uh...you lied to me from...from the very first side..." Wuyi looked out the window, obviously there was no one there, but Lifting the wine above his head, he toasted the moon, blushing a little, and said "cheers."

... After finishing speaking, the wine glass fell from the top of his head and rolled on the ground, and the wine inside was also spilled on the ground.

The people outside the window slipped in quickly.

Jiu Ling picked up the wine glass on the ground, looked at Wuyi who was pouting and blushing hotly, couldn't help but use his own hand to touch Wuyi's face furtively, it was obviously still the same face, but it made him It hurts that he didn't come.

Jiu Ling gently picked up Wuyi who was sleeping soundly, put his hands under Wuyi's head and knees, walked to the front of the bed, half-kneeled and gently laid Wuyi flat, took off Wuyi's shoes and socks, and took Get up and cover Wuyi with the quilt inside the couch.

After doing all this naturally, Jiu Ling sat by the bed, stared at Wuyi intently, and said a little angrily, "You're skinny, as expected without me supervising you, you can't do it!"

He said again, "Why did you burn down the hut that day?" He reached out and stroked Wuyi's loose hair again and again.

"It used to be that I combed your hair, but now, who combed it for you? You have a woman behind my back?" Jiu Ling complained non-stop, taking advantage of Wuyi's inability to retaliate.

But her hands continued to stroke Wuyi's hair once and for all. Wuyi was sleeping soundly, her breathing was steady, her mouth seemed to want to refute something?He kept mumbling.

"Do you know why the gods in the heavens haven't heard from you at all, except that you are hiding in the ghost world? It's actually my selfishness, but you don't understand anything, Wu Yi, why are you so stupid?" Jiu Ling looked at Wu Yi. Yi, his right hand unconsciously clenched the quilt on Wuyi's body, and then slowly let go of his hand out of desperation.

"Do you know me..." Before he finished speaking, Jiu Ling stopped talking, looked at Wu Yi's sleeping face, thought about the vastness of mountains and rivers, and thought about everything he touched.

Worry constantly.

When it was almost dawn, Jiu Ling tiptoed away and went back to the heaven.