I'm passing by

"what…"

Sanqi avoided the flying chair, "Who smashed my Meng Pozhuang?"

"…Ashanti?"

I walked in slowly with someone, but the jug in my hand was shaking, "Sanqi, did you see someone coming in."

"Someone?"

"Yes, today when I followed Hades out of the underworld, I suddenly saw a figure floating past the underworld, but I led people to track it down here. Only you, Meng Pozhuang, can hide in this underworld. Have you seen that person?"

"Ah Xiang..." Sanqi tilted her head and looked at me, "When did you get up and be so strict and responsible?"

I shook my head, "Maybe I'm tired. I've been looking for that person for hundreds of years, but there's no news at all. Maybe I want to keep myself busy and temporarily forget about him."

"Ashanti…"

"I don't care about anything else," said Sanqi, looking at Sanqi standing in front of him, "This Huangquan is yours, and Meng Pozhuang is yours, but Sanqi, if that person is really hiding here, you still have to hand it over." from."

"Ah Xiang, I really don't have anyone here."

"Wait a minute," Sanqi said, and leaned in front of me, "Ah Xiang, you are... very sweet today, what kind of spice did you put on your body?"

"...Get up and drive." I avoided her rushing up, thought for a while, and said.

"Sanqi, your appearance makes me feel a little familiar, as if you have been like this many years ago."

"Wait a minute," Sanqi sniffed like a puppy, then suddenly turned around, lowered his head and said happily, "I found it, it seems to be here."

I lowered my head with her, looked at the young man in white under the desk, and said.

"This... Under the table, there is someone hiding?"

"He smells so good, really smells so good..."

I stopped Sanqi who couldn't help but stepped forward to eat the boy in white, and said, "This man...is a living soul."

"Then what happened?"

I held on to Sanqi, who was rushing up to eat, "If you eat raw souls, you will be severely punished by Ah Cha."

"No, Ah Xiang, I really can't bear it, he's too sweet."

I looked at Sanqi who was drooling at the young man as if he had been poisoned, and shook my head helplessly, "No."

Before I could explain anything, the boy who was arrested by my ghost messengers shouted at Sanqi in a hurry.

"Thirty-seven!"