domestic hell grinder

Siyuan's chatterbox was completely shut down by the next scene--Dangtang Wuchangshen was fooled by a little ghost to help a doll bear to sew a torn piece of fabric.

Siyuan: ...I dare not ask, nor dare to say.

Yin Zhao thought that Yue Ling would watch the video a few times like himself, but he didn't expect him to be able to do it as soon as he got started, so he couldn't help but click his tongue: "Brother, have you really never done these things before?"

"No," Yue Ling replied bluntly, "It's just that you watched the teaching video back and forth three times, it's hard for me not to hear it."

Yin Zhao: "..."

Yue Ling sewed it in twos and threes, and then signaled Yin Zhao to bring the sleeping Teddy back to the room.

Until Yin Zhao's figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, Yue Ling immediately looked at Siyuan: "You came here early in the morning and stayed here all morning for no reason. You have something to say to me."

Siyuan smiled: "You still understand me."

"Can't Yin Zhao listen?"

"I think it's best for him not to listen." The smile on Siyuan's face deepened.

Yue Ling frowned slightly; "What do you mean?"

Si Yuan said unhurriedly: "As for me, I went out for a casual stroll last night, and just happened to meet the king of Hades who came to bring things back to the underworld for Lin Qi..."

"It's nothing if Yunfeng comes out once in a while."

"I didn't have the time to impeach him. Besides, I'm qualified," Siyuan smiled back and looked at him faintly. "The key is that he seems to be in a good mood, so he chatted with me. Later the topic involved on you."

Yue Ling looked at him expressionlessly: "Continue."

"I just found out that you didn't intend to touch the assessment plan, and you agreed to Hades because—"

"When I was bored with him, we had a verbal bet, but it's nothing, this matter has already changed," Yue Ling's usual calm tone suddenly became turbulent, "You heard it from Yunfeng, It’s all gone.”

Siyuan rarely showed some melancholy: "But——"

"No but," Yue Ling calmed down again, "Don't mention it in the future."

"Oh, I really said it casually." Siyuan's tone was a little heavy.

Yue Ling didn't seem to want to continue this topic, and sighed lightly: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Okay, okay, it's not so serious anymore." Siyuan glanced at the direction upstairs, "If the assessment plan has always existed, and you send Yin Zhao away after the three-year period expires, will you continue to adopt new ghosts? "

"Yin Zhao is the first and the last." Yue Ling shook his head, "No."

The three-year period expires.Now there are only two years left.

......

Yin Zhao found that after seeing Yue Ye that night, Yue Ling began to become lethargic. Although he usually went to bed early and woke up late, he seemed to be more prone to fatigue these days.His complexion was originally fair that he had not been exposed to the sun for many years, but now it was more like a pale color that had faded from blood.

Before he noticed, Yin Zhao sneaked out and stopped a kind-faced impermanence on the road to ask him about ghosts.

"Although Gui Sha is against us, if he is injured, he will not be weak for a long time. At most, he will recover after a day or two of healing."

"What if it is a very powerful impermanence?"

"That's even more impossible. The self-healing ability must be far stronger than ordinary impermanence," Impermanence smiled triumphantly, "To tell you the truth, I was called a formidable one back then..."

Yin Zhao listened patiently, and asked casually, "Ghosts are so difficult to deal with, why don't you adults want to bring them back on track? I heard that ghosts actually have a way to get out of this terrible state. "

Impermanence thought for a while: "I seem to have read it in the classics of the underworld. There are some methods, but it takes a lot of effort. There is no reason for adults to consume a lot of internal energy because of this, and forcibly reverse the ghost. This is against God's will. .”

That Yue Ling is... Yin Zhao understood.

"By the way, why are you asking this?"

"Didn't I follow Lord Yue Ling recently? It's a pity that he is too boring, so I often chat about passing by impermanence like this. I listen to too many stories, and I am very curious about ghosts."

"Those things, let's listen less."

"See you when you're free. Please go back to the underworld for dinner." Yin Zhao turned around with a smile, but his face suddenly became serious the next moment.

Yin Zhaomingbai had a low status and was powerless to intervene in Yue Ling's affairs, but he still couldn't help dragging Yue Ling to the garden to bask in the sun after returning home.

Yue Ling didn't resist, and leaned lazily on the reclining chair, he suddenly raised his hand and rubbed Yin Zhao's head: "Your hair has faded from the sun."

"Is that so?" Yin Zhao first grabbed a strand of hair worriedly and looked at it for a while, and then suddenly realized, "You are not allowed to escape, and I have to dry it with you even if the color fades."

"what ever."

"You must be sleepy every day because you are always bored in it and can't come out..." Yin Zhao turned his head and his expression froze for a moment.

Yue Ling's eyes closed again...

Yin Zhao shook him lightly: "Brother—brother—sleep now, and I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Yue Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I'm awake."

Yin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the reclining chair with a little peace of mind, and asked obliquely, "Brother, have you been a little tired recently?"

"You're getting older, that's how it is."

"...Liar, I remember that Judge Pluto is of the same generation as brother, so why are they so active and making new policies and guidelines every day."

"Coincidentally, I want to know too."

"Brother, you make me feel very insecure."

"As long as you don't sneak out like this morning, everything is safe." Yue Ling said calmly.

"Ah? Didn't brother wake up? How did you know?" Yin Zhao was astonished.

"Think for yourself."

Yin Zhao thought about it seriously for a while, and when he was about to say something, his expression froze again.

Well, this will really fall asleep.

The breeze was gentle and the sunlight was not strong. As the light and shadow among the flowers gradually faded, Yin Zhao was actually a little tired.However, when I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly felt itchy at the tip of my nose, as if something was covering it.

When Yin Zhao opened his eyes, he saw a black and white photo.

The features are so obvious that he can tell at a glance that this is his own posthumous photo.

I'll go, who is so tricky? !Yin Zhao stared at it carefully, and suddenly felt heartbroken that there was such a thing hanging on his tombstone, how could it be so ugly on camera.

No, not the time to think about it.Yin Zhao looked around, left and right, trying to figure out how his posthumous photo flew in.

A few seconds later, another one floated in precisely from outside the garden.