I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

In the middle of the night that day, the people from Hades Cafeteria and the Taoist priests from Xuan'an Temple met in the corridor of M City Hospital.

It was the first time Si Nanxing saw so many Taoist priests, even Zhang Xuanding took leave of absence and rushed over from school, and nodded anxiously to Si Nanxing: "Thank you, little boss, for your help, where is my uncle?"

The temple master followed suit, and the movements of the two men were exactly the same: "What kind of monster can actually hurt the uncle?"

Chuifang yin and yang gave a strange laugh, not saving face at all: "He is stupid, the back of his head is facing the enemy, it should be!"

Si Nanxing gave him a slight look, and Chui Fang closed his mouth indignantly. Si Nanxing shook his head and said, "It's not a monster, it's a human being."

"This... uncle is eager to save people, so he didn't notice it for a while."

Henry Zhang couldn't help but give him a few thumbs up, it's too much for them to save face, what is the art of speaking.

"Oh, man." Most of the Taoist priests present showed "so that's the case".

Henry Zhang scratched his head embarrassingly: "My uncle, simple in nature..."

When he said this word, he was a little embarrassed.

The temple master put his heart down, and only then did he have the time to assume the posture of the Xuan'an temple master. He bumped into his own son and asked, "Who is this?"

Henry Zhang patted his head: "Oh, this is the first time you have met, this is the predestined person that my uncle said, the expert who has monsters and ghosts in a yard at home!"

A question mark could be seen on Si Nanxing's head with the naked eye, thinking that the Taoist leader had something wrong with his perception.

The temple master was in awe: "Oh, it turned out to be that expert..."

Zhang Xuanding said again: "There is also a link to the preserved fruit you asked me for, which was bought by their family."

The closed lips of the temple twitched, and he let out an "ah" in a daze, what is the relationship between a hidden world expert and a candied fruit seller?Their Taobao store in Xuan'anguan also sells charms anyway, is this expert too cross-traveled too much?

People from the Three Realms Mutual Aid Committee also came, and I don't know how they discussed it with them. Anyway, Si Nanxing saw the blood-soaked girl from a distance changing to a separate ward. There were police officers guarding the door. It seemed that she was about to go in after her injuries were healed. .

Tian Wen's injury was not serious, but because the injury was in the head, he needed to be checked.

It didn't take long to see him being helped out, his head was wrapped in a circle of white gauze, his face was pale and fragile, and he looked a bit pitiful to me.

Si Nanxing only heard the Taoist priests around shouting "Master Uncle" one after another, and recognized the nurses and patients around him and looked at them a few more times.

Chui Fang couldn't help muttering: "Why are they all called Shishu? What kind of generation are they?"

Tianwen waved his hand to signal them not to worry. He fixedly looked at Si Nanxing, and then bowed in the distance: "The night is dark and the wind is high, so I didn't recognize you..."

Si Nanxing waved his hand: "It's nothing, I'm not a big shot."

He couldn't help but look at Tian Wen a few more times, not only did he not look like the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven, but even... a little too simple.

He lowered his voice and asked Henry Zhang: "Is your uncle a little..."

Henry Zhang gave him a look of "knowing everything" and cleared his throat: "Uncle Master is obsessed with cultivating Taoism, and he doesn't understand the world and the world, and he is a bit too simple...cough, and he is getting older, and it is often difficult to remember things clearly , the little boss is more forgiving, more forgiving."

Uncle Tianwen looked at Mr. Zhuyou from a distance.

At a distance from everyone, he was talking to the staff of the Three Realms Mutual Aid Committee, and only when Tian Wen looked over, he raised his head thoughtfully.

Tian Wen walked up to Si Nanxing, tilted his head and smiled gently at him: "I'm sorry."

"At that time, when I was in a hurry, I only saw the soaring aura of this great monster, and I subconsciously thought that he was..."

Si Nanxing was speechless, he tilted his head to look at Mr. Zhuyou, and suddenly he was ready to move, so he quietly took out the jade scepter and lit it on Mr. Zhuyou.

The entire Jade Document was filled with a bloody mist, and it trembled slightly like fear.

Si Nanxing was a little astonished, Tian Wen suddenly stretched out his hand to hold down the jade document, and shook his head slightly at him: "A monster like him is not something that ordinary people can spy on. Disaster."

Si Nanxing just nodded when he heard his phone vibrate crazily, and Wu Shanjun's chat messages were refreshed one by one: "Little boss!"

All eighteen floors: "What did you do to my certificate! It's going to be broken! It's going to be broken!"

All through the eighteenth floor: "It's crying to me in my head! This is my natal magic weapon, treat it better, little boss!"

Si Nan stared apologetically, "I'm sorry, I took a picture of Mr. Zhuyou."

All eighteen floors: "?"

Through the eighteenth floor: "Why did you do such a deadly thing?"

Tongtong Eighteenth Floor: "Do you think I've lived too long?"

After Si Nanxing promised her that she would never use it to take pictures of dangerous people again, Wu Shanjun asked for a big takeaway tomorrow, and then ended the conversation with satisfaction.

As soon as Si Nanxing looked up, Mr. Zhuyou was also looking at his phone.

Mr. Zhuyou is sending a message to Pluto: "The first floor of the hospital in m city."

Emperor Fengdu: "?"

Emperor Fengdu: "Isn't it true that Si Nanxing can't hold on anymore? Did you ask me to see him for the last time?"

Zhu Youjun frowned: "It's unlucky to withdraw."

"It's the Emperor of Heaven."

Emperor Fengdu sensibly withdrew the above message: "What's so interesting about the Emperor of Heaven, it doesn't matter to me if he dies."

Zhu Youjun: "I saw the mortal body suspected to be the Heavenly Emperor's previous calamity, and he is already in the body of a loose immortal."

Emperor Fengdu: "Impossible."

Emperor Fengdu: "His mortal body is a one-time item. He returned to his original body after being hacked by the catastrophe. How could he still be in the human world?"

Zhu Youjun didn't waste his time, and directly took a photo of Zhang Tianwen and sent it to him.

In the photo, Tianwen looked gentle, talking to Si Nanxing, with a white gauze wrapped around his head.

Emperor Fengdu sent over a string of "hahaha", gloating: "I want to save it! Send it to the Emperor of Heaven! That serious grandson also has today hahaha!"

Zhu Youjun withdrew the photo.

Emperor Fengdu: "?"

Emperor Fengdu: "Why have you not saved me yet!"

Zhu Youjun: "I want the photos to be taken on the spot by myself."

Emperor Fengdu: "...there is your Meng Shanwu, the world is really a big dye vat, and you, who have thick eyebrows and big eyes, can learn badly!"

Zhu Youjun turned off his mobile phone, and counted to five calmly. Sure enough, a thin young man with a hat, mask, and sunglasses walked in at the entrance of the hospital, which attracted the attention of others, guessing that he was a celebrity who was traveling quietly.

"Hey." Emperor Fengdu just stood beside Zhuyoujun, and couldn't help but lift up his phone, zoom in on the image, and aimed at Tianwen in the crowd, "Don't tell me, he looks exactly the same as that kid of Heavenly Emperor."

Zhu Youjun watched him move, but did not stop: "This is not a trivial matter."

Emperor Fengdu's tone remained unchanged: "Of course I know."

"If this is really the mortal body of the Emperor of Heaven, it means that he did not return to his throne after the tribulation, but quietly cultivated the body of a loose immortal and stayed in the world."

"Tsk, this is deceiving the Dao of Heaven." Emperor Fengdu showed a playful smile, "If someone calls 'Jiang Lanchen' at him, Dao of Heaven will notice it, and the thunder will be enraged, and I am afraid that we will see the most terrible catastrophe in history."

Zhu Youjun reminded him: "You called just now."

"I'm all right, I can isolate the heavens from investigating, you're all right, don't yell." Emperor Fengdu waved his hands nonchalantly, and his eyes fell on Si Nanxing who was standing next to Tianwen, "Originally, what's the matter with him if he wants to die? The catastrophe is none of my business, but he happened to be by Si Nanxing's side..."

"Tsk, he was struck by lightning himself, don't drag him into the water."

He showed a little killing intent for a moment, and Tian Wen in the crowd raised his head impressively, and subconsciously made a defensive posture.

Emperor Fengdu smiled, and made a provocative gesture of scratching his neck at him. Si Nanxing also looked at him in confusion. His gesture of scratching his neck changed into a small wave again.

Si Nanxing tilted his head curiously, finally smiled at him gently, and nodded.

"Tsk." Emperor Fengdu pulled his hat awkwardly, "You're laughing silly, why have you been acting like this for so many years?"

Zhu Youjun turned to look at him: "Aren't you going to cry?"

"Bah." Emperor Fengdu rolled his eyes ferociously, and asked deliberately provocatively, "I heard that the Xunjing who made trouble this time, you let go again?"

Lord Zhuyou paused for a moment, then nodded: "En."

"Hmm." Emperor Fengdu rolled his eyes, "Are you lying to a ghost?"

Zhu Youjun nodded: "Well, cheating ghosts."

Emperor Fengdu, the ten thousand year old ghost: "... the truth?"

Zhu Youjun: "Dead."

"Exploding the demon pill and sending out the mirage beads is a tough one."

"En." Emperor Fengdu responded, and took a look at Si Nanxing from a distance, "You should stay by his side recently, watch for yourself, don't leave it to others."

Zhu Youjun's expression changed: "What's wrong?"

"I went to interrogate that Ba snake." He broke off his fingers, "I told him that his benefactor has fallen into our hands and was torn alive by me. He didn't believe it, not at all. .”

Zhu Youjun raised his eyebrows.

Emperor Fengdu rubbed his chin: "I think even if I haven't come out for so many years, my reputation is still there, but he doesn't believe it at all...then there are only two possibilities."

"One is that he thinks I can't be torn alive, so his benefactor is the Emperor of Heaven."

"The other is...his benefactor is right in front of his eyes, right behind me in the Ten Lords of Hades."

Zhu Youjun suddenly clenched his fists.

Emperor Fengdu turned around and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm going to find trouble with the Emperor of Heaven, just watch here."

Lord Zhuyou turned around and went out with him, Emperor Fengdu was a little surprised, "No need to send it off, I..."

Zhu Youjun glanced at him: "I just want to go out."

He pointed to the moths flying under the lights outside the hospital, densely covered under the street lights, making the lights look a bit mottled.

Emperor Fengdu became interested: "Let's go, I'll go with you and scare him."

Zhu Youjun was speechless: "It's not the real body."

"That's scary." Emperor Fengdu put his hands in his pockets, and walked out swaggeringly, "I have restrained my breath, he must not have recognized me."

Zhu Youjun shook his head helplessly, he waved his hand to Si Nanxing, and pointed out the door.

Si Nanxing didn't know if he understood what he meant, so he smiled and nodded at him.

Zhu Youjun's gaze paused, and he turned his head: "He doesn't laugh stupidly."

Emperor Fengdu: "...Are you trying to find fault?"

"No." Zhu Youjun remained expressionless, "Question your taste."

The author has something to say: Friendly reminder: The author Tumou is a foreshadowing and reverse maniac, and what the character says may not be the truth.And there is an outline for the writing. Each character has a fixed number of when to be beaten and when to burp. Writing has its own rhythm. Except for typos and bugs (such as the hand that killed the crow earlier), it will basically not be changed (typos are also Often forget to change).This article represents my current level. If it is not good, it means that I still have room for improvement, but it is easier to change the article rashly. Thank you for your criticism and understanding.

感谢在2021-02-2323:59:10~2021-02-2421:08:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 tea tea;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Chenyan; 5 bottles of the always fierce little tiger; 3 bottles of Achuan;