At the age of three and a half, I paid too much to support my family [Live]

Po Meng got the head very smoothly.

The little ghost who found his head thanked him again and again, and after replacing the heavy mask, the mutilated body was finally complete.

In the recent rectification of the underworld, many ghosts have been forcibly sent to the trial platform. Those who should go to hell to accept punishment will accept punishment. Those who are willing to forget their previous life memories and erase all karma and start over will be introduced into the underworld as minor officials. .

Many ghosts wandering the underworld chose to be petty officials, thinking they could escape punishment, but they still needed extremely harsh torture, and had to go to hell to serve their sentences every hundred years.

The drastic rectification of the underworld undoubtedly caused the underworld to be in chaos for a long time, but it has gradually settled down, and at the same time, many strange problems have arisen.

For example, the bodies of the newly trained underworld officials are not complete, some are missing heads, some are missing ears, and some are even missing fingers... Even if these incompleteness does not affect the display of strength, it does affect the face of the underworld. damage.

That's why there's the matter of chasing a headless ghost for its head.

Thinking of Bai Yan's words just now, Po Meng let go of most of the melancholy in her heart, and hurriedly said, "Bai Yan, where's your grandpa? Get your grandpa quickly, I have something to discuss with him."

Xiao Baiyan thought for a while and said, "Grandma Meng, why didn't you come directly? It's not convenient to talk like this."

"The underworld is training new ghost servants," Granny Meng sighed, and continued, "There is also the ghost king, who is about to join the underworld, but something went wrong and there are some difficulties. I can't leave for the time being."

The audience in the live broadcast room had no intention of disturbing Po Meng's conversation with Xiao Baiyan, but they couldn't bear it anymore when they heard the news that the ghost king had joined the underworld.

"Grandma Meng, the Ghost King you are talking about is the Ghost King Wuya?"

"Ghost King Wuya, is he okay? I heard that he disappeared a while ago, and we couldn't even contact him."

"And we apologized to him before, I don't know if he has received those gifts..."

"Does the ghost king really want to work in the underworld? As long as he has the strength?"

"..."

Questions popped up, both caring and curious, Po Meng looked at the audience in the live broadcast room, and felt that this was not bad, at least in the years to come, there would be no need to be lonely and only have one name left.

"It's him," Meng Po said, "there will only be one ghost king in the underworld. From the moment Li Gui Wuya became the ghost king, the previous ghost king has become the target of his devouring, but not all ghost kings can pass the test."

Xiao Baiyan quickly asked: "Grandma Meng, has Li Gui Wuya passed the test?"

"Not yet. I'm stuck at the last level. Several judges are trying to figure out a way," Meng Po said helplessly. If Ghost King Wuya fails the test, he will soon become the biggest crisis in the underworld. "I hope he can pass the test. "

While speaking, Xiao Baiyan had already found the old fairy.

Granny Meng looked at the old fairy carefully, and after confirming that he was in good health, she said, "It's those decoctions, the decoctions that can make ghosts grow new limbs, and need some spirit herbs from the Nine Heavens... But this time Let your grandfather do it himself."

Xiao Baiyan truthfully told these words to the old fairy, scratched his head, and said curiously: "But we don't have the flowers of the other side of the underworld, and we don't have Huang Quansong. It seems more convenient to let Granny Meng do it for you."

"No, he has to do it himself." Meng Po, who is usually very talkative, insisted on letting the old fairy do it by herself, and even Xiao Baiyan was not allowed to intervene to help, which gave up the little guy's idea.

The old fairy nodded calmly in response, and then asked: "Is Mingdi okay?"

Xiao Baiyan was about to tell the old fairy what he heard just now, but was strongly stopped by Granny Meng: "Tell him everything is fine, so you are so old, don't worry about it."

"But..." Xiao Baiyan touched his nose, his eyes drifted away, feeling very guilty.

He promised not to lie to grandpa again, not even once.

"Cub, this isn't a lie, it's a white lie," the audience in the live broadcast persuaded, "Grandma Meng doesn't want grandpa to worry. Look, grandpa is always worried about grandma Meng these days. Did he sleep well?" not too good?"

"Zai Zai also hopes that Grandpa can have a good rest, don't always think wildly, and worry about you, right?"

"But grandpa will still be worried," Xiaobaiyan looked at the old fairy eagerly, and whispered, "Grandpa, Grandma Meng will take good care of herself, so don't worry, you can wait for Grandma Meng to finish her work." I'm back with you."

The old fairy froze for a moment, and a trace of uneasiness flashed across his old face. He turned his head hastily and said, "I'm off to work."

"Damn old man!!!" Granny Meng rolled her eyes angrily, but her lips were unconsciously stained with a smile, and the past came to mind again, but it was no longer sad and helpless.

Time can accommodate everything, and the impulsiveness and spirit of those teenagers will not be let down after all.

"Bai Yan take good care of himself, watch over Grandpa, don't let him get too tired, I'll let the headless ghost take the Bian Hua and Huang Quansong there in a while, and come to see you tomorrow." Meng Po said.

Xiao Baiyan quickly agreed.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room laughed in unison.

"Grandpa was shy just now hahahahaha~"

"Ah, what's the matter with being a little sweet!"

"It seems that grandpa misses Grandma Meng very much hahahaha..."

"..."

"I miss Grandma Meng very much too!" Xiao Baiyan said hastily, "I miss you very, very much..."

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry, and they couldn't explain the difference to him. If the little guy knew that Grandma Meng and Grandpa were destined, but he was just an accident caused by a stone, I don't know how sad it would be.

"I miss you very much. Zai Zai and grandpa miss Granny Meng very much, and we miss Zai Zai very much!"

"Not only miss the cub, but also want to sneak home!!!"

"Since Zai Zai started burning bricks to build houses, I have to look at the construction site every day after get off work..."

"When there is a chance in the future, I must take the cub to the amusement park~"

"..."

"Okay, let's go to the amusement park and the construction site!"

Little Baiyan was coaxed into a dizzy state, and quickly forgot what happened just now, and was about to be busy looking for spiritual herbs when he raised his head and met a plush doll.

It is a doll in the shape of a tomato, bright red, with two leaves on it.

The headless ghost has been crying and following behind him, and he doesn't know what method he used, but the voice came from the plush doll: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo my head...you give me back my head head boooooooo..."

Xiao Baiyan was getting tired of hearing this sentence, even though his tone was very gloomy, it did sound a bit scary.

He quickly suggested: "Headless ghost, why don't you go find the spirit grass with me? If grandpa can make a soup that makes ghosts grow new limbs, you can grow a new head, which belongs only to you." , not someone else's."

The headless ghost didn't want to believe his words. Many creatures in this world promised to help him find his head, but in the end he snatched one back himself. Those people's promises have never been fulfilled.

"Give me back my head...my head..." The headless ghost followed behind Xiao Baiyan, yelling and yelling, and there was only this sentence, and there was no difference in tone, just like a person without emotion. Repeater.

In the live broadcast room, the viewers who had chills in their backs or numbness in their scalps gradually accepted his BGM with blank expressions.

"Not to mention everyone, the words of the headless ghost are a bit like an ancient ditty. When this BGM plays, my work speed is much faster."

"Hahahahaha, I'm used to it too. I've never dared to watch ghost movies before, but recently I started getting in touch with Sadako..."

"I can't look straight at the stuffed animals anymore, especially that tomato..."

"My God, I still think Tomato is a little bit cute?"

"Cute +1..."

"..."

Xiaobai Yan pieced things together, and finally exchanged a lot of spirit herbs with spirit stones.

The Headless Ghost and Li Zhi each helped to bring some Huangquan Song and Bianhua, as well as some ghost stones unique to Mingdi. After seeing Xiao Baiyan's previous experience of selling goods, Li Zhi even had the idea of ​​reselling the special products of Mingdi.

After collecting all the ingredients, the old fairy boiled a pot of soup alone. Even after time passed, his movements were still very proficient without the slightest stagnation.

Xiao Baiyan didn't smell anything, but according to Li Zhi and the Headless Ghost, it seemed to have a very strong fragrance.

The old fairy made a bowl by himself, and left it for the headless ghost, and Xiao Baiyan packed the rest for Granny Meng. The audience in the live broadcast room were quite reluctant... Ghosts can eat, but they can't do you want to eat?

"You can't eat it," the old fairy said calmly, "Only ghosts can withstand the flowers of the other side of the underworld. If a mortal gets even half of it, it will inevitably give birth to evil thoughts and damage the yang energy."

Everyone couldn't help feeling a little regretful, but with today's advanced medical technology, even if you lose a leg, you can still live a normal life with a prosthesis, but it's not as easy to use as the leg you grew out.

Xiao Baiyan silently put the matter at ease, and urged the headless ghost to drink the soup. The headless ghost clutched the plush doll around his neck, and said in pain, "My head is gone, how should I drink it..."

"Pour it directly down your throat," Li Zhi calmly picked up the medicine bowl, pushed away the tomato doll on it, poured it down without hesitation, and then pierced his disguise, "You are a ghost now, don't always treat yourself as a ghost." From the looks of it, how many years have you not been a human being?"

"..." The headless ghost dared to say that he had never been wronged like this, being bullied by a mere dead soul.

Soon the headless ghost grew its head, and its body became complete. Unlike the thick and rough face before, his face was quite delicate, and with its burly torso, it gave off a heroic feeling.

The headless ghost touched it curiously, especially at the joint neck, it seemed that the scar could no longer be touched... How amazing?

Xiao Baiyan pinched the water mirror technique, and the headless ghost looked down, and the intact head suddenly fell off, rolling to the ground.

Looking at the bare neck, the headless ghost cried loudly.

"It's resentment," the old fairy said softly, staring at the headless ghost, "if the resentment doesn't go away, his scar will never heal."

Xiao Baiyan sighed melancholy, picked up the head from the ground, put it in the headless ghost's arms, and comforted him, "But at least you have your own head, not someone else's."

The headless ghost let go and let his head roll off, but snatched back the tomato doll from Li Zhi's hand, pressed it on his neck, and emphasized over and over again: "That's not my head, my head won't fall off... ...that's not my head woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The author has something to say: Headless ghost: Even if I cry to death, even if I have no head, I will not want this stinky tomato as my head!

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