The paranoid boss Hei Yueguang escaped from marriage

The light in the underworld is always dark and gloomy, and the wind carries the lingering damp, as if the bitter water is overflowing.Hana Qing Mio was holding a red lantern, swaying leisurely from the blurry shore in the distance, unhurriedly.

He is currently serving as the messenger of the underworld.When he was on duty, he was dressed in Tsing Yi, his feet fluttered, and the places he walked seemed to be covered with fog.

"Huashi, why did you come here until now?" The ghost messenger surnamed Huang stood waiting for him under the willow tree for a long time, and couldn't help urging him again: "It's already past Maoshi, if you don't go, I'm afraid I'll miss today." The time when the souls of the dead go to the Well of Reincarnation to reincarnate."

"Isn't this coming?"

Hanaqing Mio approached with a lantern, a hazy ball of fire-like light in the lantern, illuminating his features, looked too good to be true.The long eyebrows swept straight into the temples, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were clear.The hand holding the lantern was as bright as jade, and it seemed that this place was not the place where the underworld was dark and sunless, but the fairy mansion of the upper realm deep in the white clouds.

Walking under the willow tree, Huaqing Mio lazily smiled. "Every day, I send my soul back, and I have never seen you so active like today. Could it be that there is an old friend of yours today?"

The ghost officer surnamed Huang took off his hat and fanned the wind, and laughed viciously, sticking out his tongue a foot long. "Death is dead, where is the old friend?"

When Huaqing Mio's feet floated to the circle of reincarnation, Huang's surnamed ghost guards left and right with him, holding a red lantern to lure the soul.The circuit of reincarnation is about ten feet wide, and the flowers on both sides of the other side are in full bloom, as gorgeous as red snow, floating down.The clothes of each other are covered with flowers, and there is a frightening fragrance of bones wafting from the hair.

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Along the road of reincarnation covered with red flowers and snow from the other side, two ghost messengers arrived at the ferry with red lanterns.

Countless undead crowded the pier densely by the Santu River, shadows of people were shadowing each other, and the facial features that had lost vitality were indistinguishable.Seeing the arrival of two ghost messengers, there were noisy whispers among the undead.

"Look, maybe it's not the person who is going to send me to reincarnation."

"Why is it so beautiful?"

"Which one? The one in Tsing Yi at the back? Hehe! There are ghosts who look like this..."

The ghost clerk surnamed Huang nudged Hana Qingmi lightly with his elbow and smiled mischievously. "Look, you monster, another group of ghosts who make you obsessed with beauty."

Mio Huaqing didn't pay any attention to him, just idly hooked the lantern between her little fingers, walked past a lot of undead waiting to be picked up like flowers brushing willows, and walked straight to the ferry, and took out a scimitar-shaped cowhide wine bag from her bosom , and threw it over the Santu River.The wine bag drew an arc, and before falling into the yellow and turbid river, a small boat leisurely supported it.

The boatman Kalong raised his hand and firmly caught the wine bag.

"Caron, you're late again today." Before the boat stopped, the ghost messenger surnamed Huang passed by Huaqing Mio, tapped his toes, and jumped into the bow.

There seems to be something wrong with Huang's ghost messenger today, and he is always in a hurry!Not only urging Hana Kiyomi, but even the speed of the boatman Karon punting is too slow for him.

Hanaqing Mio raised her head, her peach blossom eyes fixedly looked at the bow of the ship.A few strands of messy hair escaped from under the footless head of the ghost surnamed Huang, covering his plain eyebrows and eyes, and he couldn't see happiness or sadness as usual.

The wind in the underworld is mixed with humidity all the year round, and the light is dim.

For no reason, Mio's heart trembled, and the little finger holding the red lantern curled up almost imperceptibly.He was about to call the ghost officer surnamed Huang to stop him, when he heard a crash, the boatman Kalong hit the water of the Santu River with a long pole, and a large splash was splashed on the water surface.A large piece of white hand bones appeared in the blood-turbid river water, with well-defined knuckles, and he desperately grabbed everything he could catch.

Caron the boatman sneered, half of his face was covered by a bamboo hat, and his thin lips moved under the shadow. "Come up soon?"

Huaqing Mio walked ahead with a lantern in her hand, shouting like she was driving a pig: "Hurry up, everyone, hurry up, don't complain if you fall behind. If the Santu River falls, it will be a bone."

Just now when the boatman Karon cut through the water, the pickled things under his head obviously frightened the group of undead.Without waiting for more urging from Huaqing Mio, the undead rushed forward one by one without touching their feet, and almost collided with Huaqing Mio several times.

The phantom-like figures in green clothes rippled a few times, and then gathered together again to form.

After gathering, the figure in Tsing Yi, Hana Qing Mio frowned, he always felt that something was wrong today.It's a very ordinary soul-inducing mission, but it always reveals something inexplicable and weird.

A ghost stick with nine bends and eighteen bends came across the sky abruptly, and hit the undead who had hit Hanaqing Mio, piercing and piercing, bursts of glaring green smoke emitted from those undead.

All the undead wailed endlessly, and raised their eyes in horror, only to see the ghost officer surnamed Huang standing at the bow of the boat staring at them indifferently.Seeing all the new ghosts looking over, the ghost surnamed Huang sneered at them with a wickedly long red tongue.The chicken-like ghost held the crutch in his hand, and knocked on the bones of anyone who was dishonest.

The undead immediately behaved honestly and walked in a straight line, wishing they could take the ferry to enter the well of reincarnation as soon as possible, so that they no longer need to be subject to this restraint in the underworld.

"Be careful when you spend the flowers," the boatman Kalong gulped down a big gulp of strong wine, with the bitter smell of alcohol on his purple beard, and said jokingly: "Although you are ghost messengers, after falling into the Santu River, The same will never be reincarnated."

Caron's words were like a spell.

Just like all the mantras in the world, when I heard them for the first time, I just felt displeased, and then over the long years, these words fell into Huaqing Mio's ears, and slowly grew into an old plum tree with strong branches, blossoming Samuume penetrates into the heart.

After three breaths.

Caron, the boatman, propped up the underworld ferry, and the boat was full of ghosts.Fortunately, all the ghosts are very light, so they won't capsize this small boat with two pointed ends.Hana Qing Mio is now working as a ghost errand, but she can be regarded as dedicated to her work.He conscientiously counted the numbers with his fingers, and there were a total of eighty new ghosts escorted this time.

The Santu River was running against the current, and there was no wind at the bow of the boat, only the cold aroma of wine emitted by the boatman Kalong when he unscrewed the wine bag to drink from time to time.

The ghost messenger surnamed Huang stood at the stern, and put the red lantern in his hand at his feet casually.He was holding the ghost stick with nine bends and eighteen bends, and his eyes wandered over Huaqing Mio, intentionally or not.When Hana Qing Mio looked over, she avoided it again.

The long red light penetrates the ignorance in the dark night, and the whole boat is silent.

Caron, the boatman, took another sip of his spirits, and chatted with Mio Hanaki. "Hua Shi, how many years have you been in the underworld?"

Huaqing Mio leaned against the creaking mast at the bow, lowered her eyes, folded her arms and said casually, "Heh, in this damn place, who remembers the exact year."

"You have been here for 500 years." The ghost officer surnamed Huang answered abruptly.Seeing Mio Hanaqing looking up, she laughed abruptly. "You were taken over by me. You don't remember, but I still remember. All apprentices in this world are heartless."

Huaqing Mio did not admit that she was his apprentice, and retorted with a smile: "You are obviously my partner. I have only been called on duty every day for 500 years, and I still don't even know where you live or your original name. How can there be such a master and apprentice?"

"Why, do you want to serve tea with me?" The ghost surnamed Huang asked with a smile.

The accident happened suddenly at this moment.

At this time, the boat has arrived at the end of the fork of the Santu River, and further forward is the road to the reincarnation well.Hana Kiyoshi expelled all the undead off the boat, and the ghost surnamed Huang escorted them, while Kalong was slowly putting away the pennies...

All the shots are stretched extremely long, and slowly, as if being cut into slices by someone with a knife, the pieces are connected together and rotated in the humid wind of the underworld.

"Ouch!"

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Not good..."

There was a vague commotion on the bank of the past life, and a very fast shadow suddenly rushed out of the new ghosts who disembarked. The shadow lowered its head and kept its feet on the ground for a moment, straightly hitting the ghost officer surnamed Huang in the middle.

The ghost officer surnamed Huang tapped the ghost stick in his hand on the head of the new ghost, and was about to smash the new ghost into powder, but the new ghost suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth and sneered, "Huang Mushuang, I have been looking for you for hundreds of years, but you are not the only one who has ever seen me." So you are hiding here!"

The ghost surnamed Huang was taken aback.

In a flash, the new ghost hugged him and rushed down the stern.The two ghosts are entangled in one place, and the new ghost can still be heard saying bitterly: "...Since you don't want to wait for me, then follow me and never be reborn!"

Plop.

The Santu River surged into the sky with splashes of water.In the middle of the ripples, the two ghosts entangled their limbs, embraced each other, and fell into the bloody water together.Numerous white bones poked out ghost claws from the bottom of the river, absorbing the spiritual energy in the two ghost shadows in an instant.

At the last moment, the new ghost who fell into the water holding Huang Mushuang was crying and laughing.

"Huang Mushuang, in vain I have waited for you on the road of reincarnation for a hundred years. How can you forget me for a hundred years of chess?!"