Soul Eater

While Ruan Yang and others were exorcising ghosts at Cao's house, Mo Yu, a left-behind child, was silently sweeping the floor with a broom.

He is 1.9 meters tall and has a strong body. The broom is like a dragon-slaying sword in his hand, sweeping the ground for no reason.

He has swept this area back and forth more than 20 times, and the floor tiles are spotlessly clean. If he continues to sweep this area, it can be used as a mirror.

Gaozong sat comfortably beside him eating melon seeds. He was used to bossing others around: "Hey, come here and pour me a cup of tea."

Mo Yu was too lazy to get used to his stink, heard this and only gave him a faint look, and continued to do his own thing.

Gao Zong was annoyed, he just wanted to drink hot tea, why did this man look at him with such gloomy eyes?

... If it doesn't fall, it doesn't fall, he goes to the kitchen to pour it himself!

Alas, this kind of life without servants and being unable to be an emperor is indeed very tormenting.

Before he finished feeling, the temperature in the house suddenly dropped a lot.

Gaozong paused for a moment, feeling a little puzzled from the bottom of his heart.

Since his death, only the ghosts of a concubine and a eunuch accompanied him into the mausoleum.

The ghosts of these two people are all cold, so Gaozong is quite familiar with this kind of coldness.

But this kind of coldness was different, it was colder than Aifei and the others, which inexplicably made his heart tremble.

Something has come.

Mo Yu finally stopped what he was doing, looked at him and said in a low voice, "I advise you to quickly hide upstairs."

As soon as the voice fell, the subtle sound of chains became more and more clear from far to near, and then, a black shadow appeared at the door of the villa.

"You're here." Mo Yu looked at the person who came, and said word by word: "Old Monster Xue."

Hei Wuchang: "...can you call me Hei Wuchang?"

Mo Yu looked at him quietly.

Hei Wuchang wiped his face, thinking why it was so difficult to communicate with Xiao Siming's people.

He thought of Gaozong who flashed by the corner of the stairs just now, and asked, "Who was that person just now?"

Mo Yu said: "An emperor who refuses to reincarnate."

"Tsk." Hei Wuchang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard the words, the emperor, those are all nail-biting households with privileges, and there is no way to force them.

He seemed to be belatedly aware of the luxurious decoration in the villa, and his eyes turned red with envy: "Damn it, how much money does Xiao Siming hide?"

The underworld servants are all paid dead wages, and now Yangjian prints the face value of the underworld banknotes more and more, but the increase in the wages of the underworld servants is completely out of proportion to the inflation rate of the ghost market, and Heiwuchang's salary is only enough for him alone To solve the problem of food and clothing, otherwise he wouldn't need to rush to the front line of ecstasy every day for the year-end bonus.

He was so poor that he was going to sleep in Naiheqiao, Xiao Siming actually said that if he changed his villa, he would change his villa.

It really makes ghosts itch with jealousy.

Mo Yu looked at him quietly, a little speechless, and said to himself what is there to envy you, and it's not like you don't know what he has been doing these years.

He silently looked away: "Are you looking for him? He's not here, and he took a commission to exorcise evil spirits."

Hei Wuchang finally came out of his envy and hatred towards Xiao Siming, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "I know he's not here, I'm looking for you."

"The main reason is that several adults want to see you." He looked around and said, "Let's talk in another place."

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Underworld Conference Hall.

Yama of the Tenth Temple sat upright, looking at the divine beast below with scrutinizing eyes.

After Mo Yu came in, he turned into a prototype. It was a gigantic monster with a body like a tiger, a head like a cow, and a pair of black wings on its back.

Its four claws are hard and sharp, as if demonstrating to everyone present.

Qiongqi, one of the four evil spirits in ancient times, likes to punish the good and promote the evil. It has always represented the most evil thing.

It likes to eat people, and it only eats kind people, and finally it was subdued by Emperor Shun because it caused harm to the world.

King Qin Guang spoke first, his eyes were sharp like a leopard, and his voice was full of momentum: "Qongqi, you have been in the world for dozens of years, is there any whereabouts of His Royal Highness Pluto?"

Mo Yu looked unmoved: "Not yet."

King Chu Jiang met its inorganic eyes, frowned and said, "Has that man revealed any clues to you?"

Mo Yu's eyes darkened: "No, he doesn't trust me."

As soon as this remark came out, Shidian Yanluo looked at me and I looked at you, and was in a state of looking at each other, with some doubts.

Headed by King Qin Guang, several Yama kings sternly said: "Qongqi, don't forget that when Emperor Shun broke your spine, if His Royal Highness Hades hadn't protected you, you would have been thrown into the [-]th hell. Sentenced to death!"

Mo Yu flicked his huge tail, causing the ceiling of the entire conference hall to vibrate faintly, "You don't need to be reminded by Hades, I know it in my heart. However, my allegiance is to His Highness Hades from the beginning to the end, not to the underworld."

Although very angry, none of the Ten Kings of Hades could speak out to refute.

The ancient gods and beasts all have their own arrogance, and their status and abilities are no worse than their Yin gods present here.King Hades of the Ten Palaces watched Mo Yu disappear into the hall when he recovered his human form. King Qin Guang beckoned Hei Wuchang.

"Keep an eye on it more, don't let it be bought by that person."

Heiwuchang bowed his eyebrows and cupped his hands: "Yes, my lord."

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When Ruan Yang and others were sent back by Qu Haolin, Mo Yu was still holding a broom at the door of the villa, sweeping the floor every now and then.

The autumn wind blew the fallen leaves, and the withered and yellow leaves rolled past his feet. He looked like a very desolate left-behind child.

Qu Haolin was still over there thanking the heavens, holding Ruan Yang, and tactfully proposed that he wanted to ask for a few more healing talismans, for fear that after what happened today, the master would not sell him the talismans.

Ruan Yang is very talkative, when he heard that many friends still suffer from constipation, he immediately responded: "Yes."

Although this month's salary plus the salary Boss Cao gave just now, he already has a small savings, but who would think he has too much money?

There are still many practice spells in his office. If Mr. Qu doesn't need many, he can give them to him.Although those hands-on works are not particularly good-looking, the effect is similar.

Ruan Yang asked, "How much do you want?"

Qu Haolin did the math: "Forty."

Ruan Yang: "Okay——"

Seeing that he has no business acumen, Xiao Siming couldn't help but stop him, lest he do something stupid and thankless: "The purchase of sore talismans is limited to [-] pieces, and each piece is [-] yuan, and a part of the deposit must be paid first."

Qu Haolin had a bitter face: "Can you sell a few more copies?"

Xiao Siming was unmoved: "No, drawing talismans takes a lot of energy. Tell your friends that the number is limited and first come first served."

After all, he turned his head to look at Ruan Yang. Although he said it was education, he unconsciously softened his tone: "You have to properly control the number of symbols you draw now, you know? If you don't control yourself, it is easy to hurt the foundation."

Ruan Yang nodded vigorously, looking like a good boy who listens to whatever the boss says, so good that it makes people feel very ironic.

Wei Xuan got out of the car and ran towards Mo Yu, "Have you seen the photo I sent you?"

Mo Yu was taken aback: "What photo?"

He went to the underworld in the afternoon and didn't look at his phone at all.

Wei Xuan simply clicked on his phone photo album and showed it to Mo Yu.

He looked at Ruan Yang who was still happily discussing with Qu Haolin how much the sore healing talisman should cost, and said in a low voice, "Did you not see that there are so many talismans to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, and he drew them all at once. Is it still a normal human being? You said what kind of good luck is this boss, he recruited a genius with random characters..."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Could it be that the human being that Xiao Siming could treat so specially...

Wei Xuan wiped his face: "No, I suspect now that the boss decided to recruit him to work because he saw his talent."

He babbled alone for a long time, and when he raised his head, he realized that Mo Yu didn't listen to a word, but was focused on looking ahead with a particularly dignified expression.

"What are you looking at?" Wei Xuan followed his gaze and saw that Ruan Yang almost burst into tears because he received Qu Haolin's 10 yuan deposit.

He said with emotion: "Oh, you don't know, the employer originally asked Ruan Yang to draw a few peace talismans, but he took the initiative to give them a higher grade, all five of which are exorcising ghosts and evil spirits, and he didn't ask for a raise." Price, what a child, he is very kind."

Mo Yu: "..."

He couldn't help pinching his eyebrows.

That's right, what was he thinking? How could His Highness Pluto be so silly and sweet.

Even if he is a human being, Pluto is probably a domineering second-generation ancestor mixed-world little devil now.

Mo Yu shook off Wei Xuan's hand holding his arm, turned and entered the room with an indifferent face, leaving everyone with a back view that was three parts melancholy, three parts sad and four parts disappointed.

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After selling all the talismans he was practicing, Xiao Siming made it clear to Ruan Yang that he could only draw ten talismans a day.

He didn't think carefully before, originally he just wanted to satisfy Ruan Yang's little wish of drawing a talisman, but he didn't expect that he could use the talisman to draw out his own Yin Qi and spiritual power.

Before the seal is released, the spiritual power in Ruan Yang's body should not be exposed too early.

Ten is not a small number, but compared to before, it finally seems not so abnormal.

When he was not drawing symbols, he also took time out to learn how to cook with Gaozong.

But Ruan Yang, who has always been a quick learner, seems to have met Waterloo in cooking this time.

"Bam—"

There was a loud muffled noise from the kitchen, Wei Xuan and Mo Yu hid under the dining table, and asked Xiao Siming with some trepidation: "Boss, is Ruan Yang cooking or is he learning from Taishang Laojun to make alchemy?" ?”

Xiao Siming pretended to be calm and looked at the kitchen where fires flickered from time to time: "Well, let's cook."

Wei Xuan: "Why do I not believe it so much, Boss, are you really not worried?" This looks like it's going to blow up the kitchen!

Hearing this, Xiao Siming really showed a bit of worry: "It's a little bit, but it shouldn't hurt you just cooking." After all, Ruan Yang still has his soul around his neck.

"Boom—" There was another muffled sound, and Wei Xuan scratched his hair frantically: "Do you think I'm worried about this?!!"

The house will not be bombed too!

After a shocking battle of weeping ghosts and gods was staged in the kitchen, after a long time, Ruan Yang trotted out holding the plate, and Gao Zong was behind him, looking like he was about to die.

Wei Xuan climbed up from under the table and looked carefully at the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in Ruan Yang's usually fair face.

How should I put it... The color of this egg seems a bit weird.

"Try it!" Ruan Yang pushed the hard-won plate of tomato scrambled eggs to the center of the dining table as if asking for credit.

Several people looked at each other, Xiao Siming picked up the chopsticks first, and tasted it without hope.

Ruan Yang looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"

Xiao Siming: "...Not bad."

It's good to swallow.

Seeing Xiao Siming's expression, Wei Xuan guessed the result. Originally, he still couldn't bear to break Ruan Yang's expectations, so he thought he would save face anyway.But seeing that Xiao Siming was eating so tightly, it was obvious that this dish was no longer within the acceptable range of ordinary people.

He and Mo Yu looked at each other, and they both saw the word "slip" in each other's eyes.

As a result, the two were about to get up when Xiao Siming stopped them.

Xiao Siming cast a death stare at the two of them: "Eat."

Wei Xuan: "..."

Mo Yu: "..."

What the hell kind of human suffering is this?

When the three of them were dying of pain, the doorbell rang, Wei Xuan and Mo Yu stood up at the same time "swish", and said in unison: "I'm going to entertain the guests!!"

In the next second, the two of them rushed out the door as if fleeing for their lives.

As soon as the two of them left, Ruan Yang asked Xiao Siming, "Did I make it taste bad?"

Xiao Siming squeezed out a smile against his will: "It's not bad."

Ruan Yang picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth, and his facial features wrinkled in the next second.

What a magical taste this is... as if sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, blasting the taste buds one by one.

He said in frustration, "I just followed the steps."

The same steps, why Gaozong made and he made, one is so delicious that people want to swallow their tongues, and the other is like arsenic that will poison people if they taste it.

Xiao Siming comforted him, "It's not your problem."

This is really not Ruan Yang's problem.

The time was about 3000 years ago, and the heaven and the underworld were still friendly.Pluto has spent tens of thousands of years in the underworld since his birth, and has never left the underworld.

The heavens sent many gods he had never seen before, and Little Pluto wanted to get along with these gods, but every time he went to the resting place of these gods, he would bring some catastrophic losses to these gods.

For example, today the tower of King Li Tianwang was destroyed, and the furnace of Taishang Laojun was damaged tomorrow.

Fortunately, these gods didn't bother with him, and Pluto didn't intend to come here to cause damage. He caused trouble the day before, but he repaired it the next day and sent it to the god himself.

Among them, only the Stove Lord was different. Little Pluto smashed his stove on purpose.

As for the reason... Xiao Siming fell into memory, and found that it seemed to be inseparable from himself.

The author has something to say: Ruan Yang: I am super protective