[The Coldness of the Ghost Lamp] The Underworld Manuscript

In fact, there is nothing to say about the New Year’s break. Ding Xiaocao was a little uneasy because she went to the present world to meet her former relatives and played in Disneyland, but she felt that she was much better than one son and two sons in this state——Obviously she gave The first son and the second son chose small dresses, why did Mr. Guideng still insist on letting them wear the clothes he chose...

Although it is very cute for children, it is obvious that they don't like the pattern of smiling rabbits and bears at all... Ding Xiaocao couldn't complain, of course, in the end the ghost lamp was still taken out...

Wait, those are the clothes I chose for my first son and second son!Why is there no psychological pressure to regard it as another set of clothes that I chose for this pair of twins!You are really a matter of aesthetics!No!This is no longer an aesthetic issue!Ding Xiaocao couldn't complain.

The next period of time passed quite peacefully, but on the eve of a certain festival, the bachelors in the whole hell were not well.

That's right, the festival known as the Jihad Day of the FFF regiment-love, people, festival.When I think that everyone around me has chocolates from my sister, but I have nothing but a lonely rhythm, I will feel very hopeless!There is wood!

Ding Xiaocao is not under any pressure. She hasn’t celebrated any Valentine’s Day in the past 19 years, and making chocolate is not her strong point. Although she can cook porridge, noodles and simple meals, but Ding Xiaocao's cooking skills are completely inferior to Ghost Lamp.

Ghost Lamp's hands are very skillful, except for his unpredictable personality and the danger of not knowing what raw materials he will use for cooking, in fact he is a very homely man... well, except for the strong smell in the room. Strong smell of unmarried men - and there is no special wardrobe to hang clothes.

What I want to say... In fact, ignoring the ingredients of certain dishes, his cooking skills are many times higher than Ding Xiaocao's.

"By the way, doesn't Sister Axiang make chocolate?" Ding Xiaocao, who was sorting out weapons in Zhonghe Hell and went shopping on the street, asked Axiang. In fact, she had always intuitively felt that Sister Axiang had a good impression of Teacher Guideng.Ah Xiang waved her hands in front of her face, "Oh, Xiaocao, what are you talking about. Friendship chocolates are the big trend these days, after all, handsome boys get a lot of chocolates even in schools in this world."

"...Why did you bring up the school in the real world again? Is that girl manga?" Ding Xiaocao picked up the whip on the side and looked at it, "Eh?! No way in real life, there are those who make chocolates for themselves. Is it a national holiday like this for boys?"

"Aren't you there?"

"No, if you know about puppy love, your parents will invite you to eat barbecue on bamboo boards."

"Bamboo barbecue? Is it delicious?" Sister Ah Xiang put her hand on her chin.

"Anyway, before it's full, Valentine's Day is definitely a missed event." Ding Xiaocao spread her hands, "And you can't eat barbecue on bamboo boards—it just means being smoked."

"I think some people will never have anything to do with Valentine's Day even in the future." A voice without ups and downs broke into the conversation between Xiaocao and Axiang, "I'm sorry that I was a little concerned, so I started listening to it just now. "

"Master Ghost Lantern..." A black thread hung from Ah Xiang's head.

"Teacher, you are so frightening." Ding Xiaocao was taken aback by the sudden interjection of the ghost lamp.But that sentence—the corner of Ding Xiaocao's mouth twitched, he couldn't be talking about himself, could he?

"Speaking of Valentine's Day. By the way, Bean-scattering is coming soon. Also, it's wrong to say that you're already dead, so it's scary." Ghost Lantern puts his hands into his sleeves, "The atmosphere in hell is especially special at this time. The depression is partly because some jailers really don’t have anything to do with chocolate, and partly because the Bean Throwing Festival is a festival established to get rid of evil spirits, which is somewhat uncomfortable for ghosts—although it is completely useless.”

"Is it useless?" Ding Xiaocao blinked.

"Ah, then again, I don't really like the taste of soybeans."

"I like stewed pig's trotters with soybeans. It tastes good when it's stewed." Ding Xiaocao raised his hand.

"... The topic has been taken a long way." There were more black lines on Ah Xiang's forehead.

"Soy stewed pig's trotters?" Gui Deng rubbed his chin, "Do you want to drink brain miso soup?" He lowered his head and asked Ding Xiaocao with a blank expression.

The corner of Ding Xiaocao's mouth twitched, "Thank you for being sensitive." She was forced to drink pig brain soup during the college entrance examination before, because of the high calories, which made her mouth full of oral ulcers. Ding Xiaocao said that she would never drink it again in her life This kind of thing—and the ghost knows what kind of brain Mr. Ghost Lantern is talking about.

But...although he is a ghost, he is a ghost...shouldn't...can't...cannibalize people, right?Ding Xiaocao shuddered because of her brain power.

"Tsk." Ghost Lamp was stunned, "By the way, the jailer's aura is too low recently, I have to find a way..." Saying this, he rubbed his chin and left.

Axiang patted Xiaocao on the shoulder, "Why don't you buy some friendship chocolates and go back?"

"Huh?" Ding Xiaocao turned to look at Ah Xiang, who smiled and said, "Friendship chocolate is the trend."

"If everyone has to buy a copy, it will be very expensive, right?" Ding Xiaocao put her finger on her chin, "Why don't you buy a whole box of finished products, and then take them apart and give each person a gift..."

"...You are really good at saving money." Ah Xiang's hair was black.

"I can't help it, I'm a poor household now." Ding Xiaocao spread her hands and stuck out her tongue, "What kind of flavor does Sister Ah Xiang like?"

"I like white chocolate... No, shouldn't you ask Mr. Ghost Lantern what flavor he likes?"

"Why should I ask the teacher what flavor he likes?" Ding Xiaocao looked confused.

"No...it's nothing." Ah Xiang suddenly felt that she didn't know what to say.

This, Mr. Ghost Lantern, is this really okay...

"In the end, I bought a lot of chocolate and came back... Actually, I don't know who to give it to, or I can eat the rest myself." Ding Xiaocao stared at the pile in front of him and bought it on impulse. chocolate, with a sigh.

On Valentine's Day, Ghost Lantern got a bunch of cocoa beans for some reason and came back. It is said that they plan to combine Valentine's Day and Bean-Scattering Day, and use cocoa beans to hit people - Ding Xiaocao thinks it's just this guy's own It's just a bad joke, but staying in the position of King Yan Mo, it is really clear who hit the dead and who hit the jailer...

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaocao couldn't help scratching her face. If this logic is followed, who would dare to smash the ghost lamp teacher with cocoa beans...

She shuddered, or, let it go, who knows what will happen.

Unexpectedly, Shi Ji, the mountain god outside, specially came from the present world to the underworld to give chocolates to the ghost lamp. Her behavior made many female prison guards say that she was too cunning-basically everyone knew what happened next.

Holding a large pile of chocolates, Ghost Lantern stared blankly at all the poor jailers who didn't receive any chocolates.

Seeing everyone's frustrated expressions, Ding Xiaocao couldn't bear it, so she did today, no, it was the stupidest thing to come here - she left it for King Yan Mo and Sister Axiang, and then put the friendship The chocolate was given to those poor jailers who didn't receive it.

The last jailer stared at her with shining tearful eyes, "Maggie Angel..." Then he ran away without even taking the chocolate, his face turned blue.

Ding Xiaocao: "..." Why are you running so fast?She looked at the chocolate in her hand, forget it, she hasn't eaten a piece of chocolate yet, thinking this way, she unwrapped the package and stuffed the last piece into her mouth.

Only then did she realize, uh... forgot to leave it for the teacher.

That what.

Anyway, Teacher Ghost Lamp has received so many chocolates specially made for him, so he doesn't care about a friendship chocolate for himself?Thinking of this, she turned her head and wanted to help move the chocolate that occupied the hands of the ghost lamp to one side.

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Help, help!Why does Teacher Ghost Lamp look at her like she looks at cooking ingredients! QQ