Lord Pluto: Ghost messengers catch ghosts in the human world every day

Song Ting had nothing to do, walked around the shop, and had to say that the clothes in Jinyi shop were finely crafted and made of high-quality materials, and the clothes looked very exquisite.

He stopped in front of a piece of clothing and looked up at the hanging robe. It was a latex green gown made of Shu brocade, with intricate patterns embroidered with swallowtail blue on the cuffs and neckline.

The moment Song Ting saw this dress, he thought of Xue Yao. He seemed to prefer this kind of clean cool blue clothes.

This dress should suit him well.

"You fell in love with this one?" Xue Yao walked over at this moment, seeing Song Ting staring at the dress in a daze, he couldn't help asking.

Song Ting was taken aback, seeing that it was Xue Yao who came, he shook his head, his earlobes turned red inexplicably.

"No, then why are you staring at this dress for so long?" Xue Yao asked suspiciously.

Song Ting's earlobes became even redder. After struggling for a while, he still said truthfully: "It's nothing, I just think this dress suits you very well..."

Xue Yao looked up at the dress, it was indeed the color and style he liked, it was low-key and not dull.

He nodded and called the clerk in the store: "I want this dress, take it to the Duke Huguo's Mansion."

The man responded quickly and took off the dress.

Noticing that Song Ting was staring at him all the time, Xue Yao turned his head, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "This dress really suits my liking."

"Yeah." The blush on Song Ting's ears slowly spread to his face. He didn't know why he was shy, but he felt like he was picking clothes for him. This kind of behavior is usually only done by people with close relationships. ...

Song Ting was a little overwhelmed, and the two were silent for a while.

Wuliang and Jingming came out after changing their clothes. Wuliang chose an indigo blue robe, and Fuchen, who had been in his hand all this time, was taken away by him. Jingming wore a grass-white round-neck robe. The color made his complexion even fairer.

Neither of the two chose very bright colors, one was because they were used to plain clothes in Taoist robes every day, and the other was because they had important business this time and it was not appropriate to attract attention.

Xue Yao looked at the two of them, nodded, and paid the money.

Wuliang stroked his beard and smacked his mouth. His hands are short and his mouth is soft. He felt a little embarrassed. He smiled and said:

"Senior Xue, I'm so sorry, we master and apprentice have eaten your food and used yours these days... How about it! After returning to the view, I will light a Buddha lamp for Xue Shizi and pray for Xue Shizi's merits. If the son has a wish in his heart, he will definitely get his wish."

Xue Yao smiled, and said in a low voice: "So, I would like to thank the Taoist priest."

In fact, he didn't have anything that he wanted very much, and he didn't have any wishes that must be fulfilled.

He will fight for whatever he wants.

But for some reason, every time he saw Song Ting recently, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He couldn't explain that feeling clearly, like his heart was missing a piece, and Song Ting was the missing part, and his heart was complete only with his existence.

And every time he gets along with Song Ting, he feels very comfortable and at ease, as if they should be like this...

This feeling is very strange, so every time he will find Song Ting unknowingly, wondering what he is doing.

"Okay, let's go to Yunqi Building now." Seeing that everything was ready, Song Ting said.

It was almost noon after they finished all this, and now the sun is scorching hot, so we have to hurry to Yunqi Tower.

……

Several people came to the door of Yunqi Building again, and after entering the door, several beautifully dressed women immediately greeted them.

"You guys are so kind, this is your first time here?" A mother covered her mouth and smiled.

"It's your first time here, so you must come to listen to our little Huang Ying's song. I dare not say that our little Huang Ying's song is the best in the world, but it must be the best in Beijing! Guaranteed, listen I still want to hear it!"

The other mother pushed her away and smiled at everyone.

The oncoming smell of powder made everyone cover their noses and took a few steps back.

Song Ting hummed and said, "Please find us a room and call Yingge."

The previous mother smiled and said, "Yingge... It's a coincidence that you are here. She won't be picking up guests today. Why don't you call some other girls? I have a few girls here who are proficient in everything. The figure is also very good!"

The mother gave them a wink as she spoke.

Xu Yu silently turned his head, his appearance was unbearable!

Song Ting's mouth twitched, just about to speak.

Xue Yao took a step forward and took out a piece of silver from his pocket: "Is this enough?"

The mother's eyes lit up, she quickly took the silver in her hands, and said with a grin: "Enough...enough! I'll call Yingge here!"

The mother said and called the maid on the side: "Go, take these masters to the second wing of the Qiuzi shop."

The servant girl lowered her head and answered, "Yes, Mother Jiang."

Mother Jiang twisted her waist happily and left.

The servant girl lowered her head and said to them: "You guys, please follow me."

Several people followed the maid to a wing room on the second floor.

After waiting in the wing room for a while, Mother Jiang came in with a woman.

The woman was wearing a smoky-colored dress of flowers dragging the floor, her hair was combed with hibiscus in a bun, with green snow-covered hairpins on it, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of looking-looking red phoenix eyes, cherry lips and a beautiful nose, she was really a beauty!

Seeing everyone staring blankly at Yingge, Mother Jiang smiled triumphantly. Yingge was cultivated by her at a large price. No less money.

She pinched the handkerchief, covered her mouth and smiled, "You guys think that Yingge looks like a fairy, and other vulgar fans will not be able to catch their eyes from now on?"

Yingge stepped forward slowly, with her head slightly lowered, showing her fair neck, she saluted and said, "Yingge has met some young masters."

The voice is slow and moving, crisp and sweet.

Song Ting nodded, and said to Mother Jiang who was standing aside: "You go down first."

Mother Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and she said in a daze: "How many masters should we call? There is only one Yingge..."

Looking back at Yingge, Jiang's mother had a flattering smile on her face: "Why don't I call some more girls? I have a few girls here who are a little worse than Yingge, but their bodies and appearances are all in the same class. Excellent..."

I thought he was rich, but he turned out to be a stingy one. There are so many people named Yingge.

She managed to cultivate a Yingge, and there are people of all ages and young in this house, and Yingge won't have to suffer in one round.

She was also counting on Yingge to earn him more money for her!

Everyone also understood that Mother Jiang might have misunderstood something, but they couldn't explain it. Wuliang and Jingming's faces turned red, but they couldn't refute it.

"Cough." A trace of embarrassment appeared on Xue Yao's face: "You go down first, there is no need for other people here, don't worry, Yingge will definitely come back unscathed."

"This..." Mama Jiang glanced at Yingge again. Yingge was trained by her, and she was used to please her on weekdays, so she just left her and left...

"If you tell you to go down, go down! How can there be so much nonsense!" Song Ting said sharply with a hint of anger on his face.

Mother Jiang shook her body, turned her head to look at Yingge, gritted her teeth, and went down.

After closing the door, she didn't leave, she just lay on the door and eavesdropped, so that if something happened to Yingge, she could rush in and stop it in time.