Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

Tingting and Chen Hui also tried their best to float this way, but Mu Xiu turned around and left.

He had to find a place to properly hatch his Yan Yan.

"Mo Xiu, wait, what happened to Twilight City?"

"Gone."

"What about the seal..."

"Gone."

"Where's the mayor?"

"In my arms, get out."

"Then Sunan..."

"roll……"

☆, extra one

Mu Xiu picked a good place on the banks of the Styx River in the ghost world where there is no "ghost" smoke, released his ghost land, and then slightly remodeled it, an old-style manor residence with a river in front and fields in the back.

The girl ghost Tingting and the young ghost Chen Hui squatted at the gate of Minghe Mu Mansion for two days before they were let in.

Mu Xiu was mainly worried about how these two little ghosts would tell Song Yan to him after they hatched, otherwise he really didn't like having little ghosts other than Song Yan wandering around in his ghost domain.

"You choose a place to live in. As for other ghosts you know or don't know, you are not allowed to let them in."

After Mu Xiu finished speaking, before Tingting and Chen Hui could answer, he turned around and carried the golden cocoon back to his room to continue incubating.

Mu Xiu held the golden cocoon and slept for seven days. After waking up, the colorful cocoon remained the same as it was seven days ago. He still failed to hatch Song Yan. Then he changed his position and continued to hatch. After another seven days, the cocoon was still nothing. He didn't have much patience.

"Yanyan..." Mu Xiulue called out aggrievedly, and rubbed the golden cocoon on his cheek, feeling the aura belonging to Song Yan inside the cocoon, and his slightly impetuous mood was soothed.

The fact that Song Yan was able to follow him to the ghost world meant that Song Yan chose to die when he was saved, and he used the holy artifact that had been stuck in Song Yan's chest, the holy soul.

It's just that I don't know what kind of changes happened. Song Yan didn't directly become a soul body, but a newborn soul group wrapped in pure soul energy, and attracted many ghost butterflies in Twilight City to attach to him. It turned into this golden cocoon.

After coming to the ghost world, silver and blue colors gradually appeared on the cocoon. It was no longer a pure golden cocoon, but a colorful cocoon mixed with gold, silver and blue.

Whether this change is a blessing or a curse, Mu Xiu can't tell right now, and it seems that he is hatching like a bird like an egg, which is not the way.

Mu Xiu took out the colorful cocoon containing Song Yan's soul body from his bosom, kissed it lightly, and began to think of other ways.

From this day on, Tingting and Chen Hui, who worked hard to take care of the nursing home, often saw Mu Xiu going in and out of the Styx Mu Mansion holding colorful cocoons, and occasionally brought a few unlucky old ghosts to the house, and then In less than two days, these foreign old ghosts will be thrown out again.

Mu Xiu took Song Yan to the ghost world less than three months ago, and he got such a bad reputation. He was afraid of ghosts. If it wasn't for the ghost world's difficult life, they would all want to move.

"My lord, please forgive me, please forgive me..." A white-haired old ghost cried and begged, while sneaking a glance at Mu Xiu, seeing Mu Xiu's expressionless face, his eyes rolled around.

He couldn't even figure out how Mu Xiu, a ghost king with extraordinary abilities and a violent personality, escaped to the ghost world. It was obvious that he was bullying ordinary peaceful ghosts like them.

"My lord, we mountain ghosts really don't know how to hatch your...husband, madam."

The white-haired old ghost continued to cry and chatter, but was bumped by the ghost who was caught by his side, he gritted his teeth and continued to explain.

"But the little ghost knows a place. Although that place is a bit messy, capable ghosts like to settle there. The Mu clan, the largest ghost clan in the Styx River Region, is there."

The white-haired old ghost felt a lot colder after talking, and his ghost skeleton creaked and creaked.

"My lord misunderstood, I misunderstood... The little ghost definitely didn't lie to you to move away, but the Mu family has real skills. When the villain used to go shopping there, I occasionally saw ghosts chatting with Mu's ghost at the same table. He was so pleasant." , had a good time talking..."

His old habit of drawing idioms happened again, and then he was hit in the arm by the ghost who had lived with him for many years.

"Don't bump into them, they're about to disperse... Cough, my lord, these ghost messengers are usually fierce to ordinary ghost people, not to mention talking at the same table, even if they are far away, they have to stay away to show respect."

Mu Xiu hugged the cocoon and changed his position, the old ghost suppressed the fear on his face, and continued to babble.

About the Mu family, about ghost messengers, he pulled out all the old things he knew, and he didn't dare to hide anything at 01:30.

Although it is not absolute that the strong are respected and the weak are prey to the strong, but they have no ability and no birth, it is not easy to get along well in the ghost world, and the ghost world has the disaster of being lost every hundred years. The ugly "ghosts" bear the brunt.

One who was accidentally drawn into the River Styx, lost his sanity, and died completely.

Mu Xiu changed his posture again, stroked the colorful cocoon carefully, and confirmed the state of Song Yan's soul. He threw two pieces of ghost food to the two old ghosts, and raised his hand again.

After listening to it for a long time, Chen Hui, who was dizzy from hearing it, led them out immediately.

"Brother Mu Xiu, are you and brother Yan Yan still going out?"

The girl ghost Tingting held her face, her small face was full of worry, not to mention that Mu Xiu was worried about Song Yan, even she was also worried. Of course, she couldn't understand what Chen Hui said about the white-haired old ghost. .

"Well, it will take longer to go out this time, and you are optimistic about your home."

Even if Mu Xiu is upset with Tingting, he will not be angry, but since he has made a decision, he will not delay any longer. After telling them, he continues to put Caicoon in his arms and fly out of Mu's house , and continued to fly in the direction pointed by the old ghost.

After flying for two days, Mu Xiu arrived at the destination of this medical search, Dongming City.

Using two pieces of ghost food to get rid of the guarding ghost soldiers at the gate of the city, Mu Xiu stepped into the East Ming City with towering walls.

When he was in Twilight City, Song Yan made ghost food for more than twenty days and put it in his ghost domain. He was probably worried that when they first arrived in ghost domain, the ghosts were not familiar with the place, and this kind of ghost food was good for themselves. It's also pretty handy for dotting.

Mu Xiu was sitting in a tea room with a colorful cocoon, slowly eating the ghost food made by Song Yan, surrounded by several hungry ghosts, staring greedily at his hands and his slightly bulging left chest.

After eating a piece of ghost food, Mu Xiu looked at these hungry ghosts, and hooked the corners of his mouth. The legs of these ghosts who wanted to run away were all weak. Then they saw two more ghost food in Mu Xiu's palm, and they were reluctant to part with it. Ran.

The Mu clan is indeed a big clan in the Eastern Underworld City, and many big ghosts in the clan work in the underworld. Therefore, even if they are reincarnated, the ghosts of the Mu clan are easier to rank up than ordinary ghosts.

Even if you want to arrange a good birth and spend more ghost coins, it is much easier to get than ordinary ghosts.

Mu Jiuguan came to the ghost world more than a hundred years ago. He wandered outside for more than [-] Ming years before he found Dongming City. After another [-] or [-] Ming years, he was mixed in the too large Mu family's ghost clan. Good location.

But his ability is far from being able to build a mansion in the ghost domain, and it will take hundreds of Ming years to be possible.

"Be careful, it took me three years to purify the water from the Styx River, if you dare to spill a little, be careful..."

As soon as Mu Jiuguan looked up, he saw an extremely daring ghost standing on top of his water tank, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, it looked like a new ghost who had just arrived in the ghost world, and the ghost world didn't like this kind of dress.

"Where did the little..."

He raised his eyes again and fell on the face of the new ghost, the words of cursing were completely blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.He used to be the owner of this face who grew up little by little from a baby, and became a little unfathomable.

Things in the world can be forgotten, but this face cannot be forgotten.

"Mu, Mu...Mr. Mu! You, you...how did you come to the ghost world!"

Mu Jiuguan's mouth is so big that it can probably hold three or five eggs, and at the moment, his hands are soft and his feet are soft, and he doesn't know what to say.

"What? You can all come to the ghost world, but I can't."

If Song Yan hadn't been scheming for him in every possible way, he probably would have been hit with the soul washing seal, waiting for his fate to fly away without thinking.

Mu Xiu's figure disappeared on the water tank, and reappeared in front of Mu Jiuguan. He grabbed Mu Jiuguan's collar and stepped out. .

Seeing the surrounding situation clearly, Mu Jiuguan's expression became even more terrified, "This, this...how did you teleport out of the enchantment of Dongming City? This is impossible, impossible..."

Mu Xiu raised his brows slightly, he has the seeds of the Realm Tree, he can't go anywhere in this ghost world, but at the moment he is not in the mood to explain this to Mu Jiuguan.

Throwing Mu Jiuguan away with one sleeve, Mu Jiuguan fell to the ground, Mu Xiu stepped on Mu Jiuguan's chest, and whispered coldly, "I'll ask you to answer."

"Is the old man reincarnated?"

Mu Jiuguan shuddered again. In fact, Mu Xiu didn't look like he was asking his father, but rather came to seek revenge and fight.

"No, Lord Patriarch..."

"Draw his dwelling..."

Mu Xiu didn't continue to ask, he turned around, and there was a man in ancient clothes standing three to five meters behind him, his eyebrows and eyes were five points like his, but the eyes were more calm and restrained in comparison.

"Master Patriarch..." As an ordinary Mu family ghost who may not be able to see Mu Lian once in ten Ming years, Mu Jiuguan became excited, but then he passed out and turned into a mass of souls, and was captured by Mu Lian. He waved his hand and sent him back to Dongming City.

Mu Xiu turned around and looked at Mu Lian. His calm expression was somewhat beyond Mu Lian's expectation. He also thought that if Mu Xiu had a chance to find him, he would come to seek revenge with him.

The ghost world has undergone major changes in ancient times, and the connection with the human world is very thin. This is almost equivalent to two worlds, each relying on completely different operating rules.

When a person dies, the light goes out, and everything that cannot be let go in the human world has to be let go. Going to the ghost world is equivalent to starting all over again.

Therefore, Mu Lian can't know the situation of Mu Shi in the human world too specifically, but every time a ghost of Mu Shi comes to Dongming City, he will call to ask about Mu Xiu's situation. The person who reported to him last time was Mu nine crowns.

After that, there may still be the Mu family ghost who came to the ghost world, or he was still wandering outside, or he was hit by a ghost lamp on Huangquan Road, and he didn't remember anything.

And Mu Jiuguan was the head of the Mu family who unsealed Mu Xiu. Counting until now, it has been less than 200 years, and Mu Lian never expected that Mu Xiu would come to the ghost world.

Mu Xiu had also thought about seeing Mu Lian's soul again before, so he would beat Mu Lian severely, and then find a dark room to lock him up, so that he could taste the feeling of being sealed for a thousand years.

But at this moment, these chaotic thoughts filtered out in an instant, and Mu Xiu carefully took the colorful cocoon out of his arms.

"Can you hatch it?"

Mu Xiu hugged the colorful cocoon, vigilant and solemn, and looked at the colorful cocoon with unusual gentleness. This colorful cocoon is more important to Mu Xiu than everything, including his resentment of being sealed for thousands of years, including his relationship with Mu Shi. All kinds of grudges.

"Let me see, don't worry, I won't hurt it."

Mu Lian took two steps closer, but saw Mu Xiu retreat three steps, which shows how much he doesn't trust him.

Mu Lian no longer tried to approach, he stared at the colorful cocoon that Mu Xiu slowly held out for a moment, then nodded, "It's not difficult."

Mu Lian's so-called not difficult, for new ghosts who have just arrived in the ghost world, it is quite difficult, even for the Mu's ghost clan, it took a full month to collect all the materials.

Then it took another 49 dark days to condense, and 49 drops of condensed dew reached Mu Xiu's hands.

"Let me use your garden," Mu Xiu said, and he appeared in the open space of the garden of Mu's House in the Eastern Ming City with his colorful cocoon in his arms. A seed of a dark flower fell, and in an instant a dark flower house took shape. He flew in with a colorful cocoon in his arms, and the door opened. close.

With the Minghua House as the center, the special patterns spread out little by little, not to mention ordinary ghosts, even if Mu Lian wanted to break into the Minghua House, he couldn't do it without three or five Ming Suns.

Mu Xiu, who arrived in the ghost world on the road of merit and virtue, not only has not been weakened, but his ability has become stronger and stronger as he has been in the ghost world for a long time.

In Minghua House, Mu Xiu checked the dew carefully several times before pouring the dew onto the colorful cocoon little by little.

One drop, one drop... After all 49 drops were poured in, the three-color lines on the case of the colorful cocoon faded little by little. Before Mu Xiu had time to worry, a few cracks appeared on the colorful cocoon.

This state lasted for three days, cracks covered the entire cocoon, and with a "click", the entire case of the cocoon shattered.

A six-winged butterfly with a pair of golden wings, a pair of silver wings, and a pair of blue wings flew out of the shattered and scattered light, and flew towards Mu Xiu's arms, and then a naked person landed on Mu Xiu's body. repair arms.

His black hair fell down to his knees and covered him and Mu Xiu. The three pairs of wings followed him to Mu Xiu's arms, and they also followed him. Except for a little gold pattern on the chest, there was no flaw.

It's just that those eyebrows, that nose, that lips are his Yan Yan, and he has been thinking about Song Yan for an unknown amount of time.

"Yan Yan..." Mu Xiu called softly, and it took a long time before he hugged Song Yan, afraid that he would hurt Song Yan because he didn't know the severity.

Song Yan leaned on Mu Xiu's shoulder for a long time before slowly opening his eyes, one black and one dark blue, the color of his eyes has not changed as before, but it looks more clear and pure, as if there are two spirit springs swaying in his eyes.

As Song Yan opened his eyes, the six wings on his back disappeared, and there were three thin marks of different colors between his brows. Song Yan's appearance at this moment is beyond description.

"Mu Xiu," Song Yan called out, all his sanity gradually returned, and the slightly restless energy in his body also settled down. He sat up and pressed Mu Xiu's cheek.

"Have we reached the ghost world?"

"Well," Mu Xiu nodded, he couldn't bear to take his gaze away from Song Yan's face for a moment, and after looking at it for a long time, he brought his face closer to him slightly aggrieved, "Yan Yan slept for too long, it scared me."

Song Yan raised his hand to rub Mu Xiu's hair, rubbed Mu Xiu's cheek, then held Mu Xiu's face, kissed him, and wiped away Mu Xiu's grievance and anxiety.

Mu Xiu's resentment and worry dissipated little by little, and a smile climbed up his brows, corners of his mouth, and cheeks little by little. He kissed Song Yan's lips, explaining the truth in a simple way, tasting and confirming it over and over again.

"My Yan Yan has become an elf..."

The ghost butterfly demon spirit, the only demon spirit that can travel back and forth between the ghost world and the human world, no, it should be said to be a god.

The holy soul that has tortured Song Yan for two years has been completely integrated into Song Yan's soul, and by the way, he has washed away the demonic energy of the human soul turning into a demon. Song Yan looks really good-looking and beautiful, but the essence of the soul is still clean and holy.

Whether Song Yan is a man, a demon or a god is hard to define, but he is still his Song Yan, his beloved Yan Yan.

"Yan Yan, my Yan Yan..."

Mu Xiu rolled Song Yan around twice, then kissed Song Yan's lips again, and then the barriers and isolation patterns outside Minghua House became more complicated and dense.

Song Yan didn't mind his current state at all, no matter what kind of changes he had, as long as he could stay by Mu Xiu's side, it didn't matter.

With his toes curled up slightly, Song Yanlai couldn't think any more, and was drawn into the endless intimate world by Mu Xiu. It was only him and Mu Xiu's world, and he couldn't stop, without any scruples.

Several hours later, Song Yan's whole body was covered with Mu Xiu's aura. Mu Xiu felt at ease, and he felt at ease too.

Changing Song Yan into clean clothes with his own hands, Mu Xiu looked at it for a while, and then he also changed into the clothes of the ghost world. After carefully confirming Song Yan's situation, Mu Xiu removed the barrier and isolation pattern.

But their figures only appeared in the garden of Muzhai, and then disappeared again. The Minghua House was gone, but the entire Minghua did not disappear with them. The flowers bloomed for three days and withered. The red fruit bears.

There are at least a thousand dark fruits in this piece of dark flowers, and one dark fruit is worth a lot, not to mention a thousand pieces, which are worth a hundred times the value of the 49 drops of condensation given by Mu Shi.

But this also shows Mu Xiu's attitude, he doesn't want to get involved with Mu Lian, or Mu Shi from the ghost world.

His name is still Mu Xiu, but it is not Mu Xiu's Mu Xiu, but Song Yan's Mu Xiu.

☆, episode [-]

In a flash of time, Song Yan and Mu Xiu have lived in the ghost world for ten years, and the territory of Styx Mu Mansion has more than doubled, because Song Yan opened a small medical workshop, and many old ghosts and newcomers have moved around. Ghosts settled.

Song Yan's small medical shop also opened casually, sometimes it didn't open for several days, and sometimes it opened near the afternoon, he didn't treat ghosts that he didn't like, and even Mu Xiu didn't treat ghosts that didn't like him.

Even so, Song Yan's ability to heal ghosts has spread his reputation in this realm, and all the ghosts respectfully call him Immortal Doctor of Minghe.

In fact, Song Yan didn't have any gloomy aura belonging to the ghost clan. He wasn't a ghost, and he didn't dare to call it a demon, he could only be called a god.

Of course, the ghosts who spread this title have never seen any gods in the ghost world. The ghosts in the underworld are top-notch, but they are just ghosts with more abilities, and the yin energy around them is much stronger than their ordinary ghosts.

"Master, just now a big ghost dressed as a ghost gave us this."

Chen Hui officially worshiped Song Yan as a master three years ago, and became an apprentice in the small medical workshop. He arrived at the medical workshop on time every day, and he was much more active than Song Yan, the owner of the medical workshop.

No, just after he arrived at the small medical workshop, a ghost agent stuffed the box and told him to hand it over to Song Yan and Mu Xiu.

Chen Hui bowed and waited for quite a while in the small courtyard in front of Song Yan Muxiu's house, but he didn't wait for Song Yan to open the door. He scratched his head, this was earlier than Song Yan's usual wake-up time, probably he was being entangled again.

With a "creak", the door opened, and Song Yan led Mu Xiu, who was still sleepy, out. He reached out and took the wooden box from Chen Hui's arms, and then told Chen Hui, "I won't go to the medical workshop for a few days, you can go there when you are free." Just take a look."

"Yes," Chen Hui had already adapted to the casual normality of Song Yan and Mu Xiu, he nodded again, then turned and left.

Watching Chen Hui leave, Song Yan turned his head to look at Mu Xiu who was about to lean his head on his shoulder, then stretched out his arms to hug him, and rubbed Mu Xiu's back, "Didn't I tell you to sleep more?"

When the ghost messenger came near the small medical workshop, he sensed it, and before he decided not to get up, he covered Mu Xiu's eyes, insisting that he accompany him to sleep for a while.

A month ago, something went wrong when Mu Xiu practiced a ghost technique. Song Yan was already heartbroken, and when Mu Xiu asked, he was willing to stay and sleep with Mu Xiu for a while.

This sleep was delayed until now, Chen Hui came to find them, they should get up and have a look.

"I want to sleep next to Yan Yan," Mu Xiu said, tilting his head, rubbing against Song Yan's face, and then smiling sweetly, Song Yan could only continue to hug Mu Xiu and walk to the rocking chair in the garden, Continue to let him sleep on his back.

Song Yan asked Mu Xiu to rest on his lap, and covered Mu Xiu with a mattress made of special materials from the ghost world. He rubbed Mu Xiu's hair for a while before letting go and opening the wooden box that had been left aside for a long time. .

Song Yan tapped the edge of the wooden box a few times with his fingertips, and a small enchantment film wrapped the wooden box. Song Yan waved again, and the wooden box inside the enchantment opened, and inside was an invitation card.

The current ghost world is different from the ghost world in myths and legends, but there are still some places that are specious.

For example, the Styx River in front of their residence used to be called Wangchuan, for example, the road leading to the ghost world in the human world is still Huangquan Road, for example, the largest authority in the ghost world is still the king of hell.

It's just that the people in charge of the Ten Palaces of Hades are no longer the characters recorded in ancient books. There may be a punishment mechanism in the ghost world, but there is no such subdivided [-]-level hell and various small hells.

The King of Hades of the Ten Palaces does not have a record of life and death and merit, he has no control over right and wrong in the world, and he has no time to care about the trivial matters of so many ghosts.

The one who sent them invitations this time was King Taishan of the Seven Palaces. It is said that he started his career as a sick ghost. He was able to speak eloquently with a clever mouth. He was favored by the previous King Taishan by chance, so he was able to join the underworld. The position of the Lord is quite legendary.

The fourth day of the next lunar month will be his birthday, and all the powerful ghost clans and ghost mansions in the East Ming region have sent invitations.It stands to reason that Song Yan and Mu Xiu have only been in the ghost world for ten years, so they are not qualified to receive such an invitation.

"Yan Yan doesn't want to go, so we'll just sleep at home, regardless of whether his birthday is..."

Mu Xiu murmured, rolled into Song Yan's thigh again, wrapped his arms around Song Yan's waist, rubbed his face against him lightly, and rubbed him tightly.

Song Yan held down Mu Xiu's head that was swaying wildly, and then rubbed Mu Xiu's hair. After thinking for a while, he analyzed it for Mu Xiu, "He must have taken a fancy to our Mingguo..."

He is indeed a half-demon and half-immortal now, and he has the ability to sense all plant elves and help them bloom and bear fruit. Among them, he uses this ability most often, Ming Hua.

Minghua is quite common in the ghost world, but Mingguo is rare, and often results in extremely dangerous areas, which can be said to be priceless.

Ten years ago, he and Mu Xiu sent a thousand pieces of handwriting in Dongming City, probably to the Seven Palaces of Hades.

Song Yan continued to think, "It's not a big deal to give him a few as a birthday present, just because he doesn't think like us."

Mu Xiu opened his eyes, sat up while leaning on the armrest of the reclining chair, and then tightly wrapped around Song Yan's waist, "Whatever he thinks, if he dares to move Yan Yan, I'll tear down his palace."

The King of Mount Tai had better not be distracted, he wanted Song Yan to be a flower farmer for him, and he didn't want to know if his fate was enough...

Mu Xiu squeezed his fingers. He has been very eager to learn recently, and there is no one to experiment with many ghost skills. The King of Mount Tai wonders if it is enough for him to greet him.

Song Yan was noncommittal to Mu Xiu's words, they lived in a corner, but they did not show that they were weak and could be bullied, and if King Taishan really had such intentions, he would not stop Mu Xiu from teaching him well.

"See what he means, and ask about the way back to the world by the way."

Huangquan Road has always come and gone, that is, reincarnation, wandering around in that wheel, forgetting the past, is equivalent to rebirth.

Naturally, Song Yan and Mu Xiu didn't want to squeeze the way of reincarnation. They wanted to go back to the human world not because they were greedy for anything, but because they wanted to see Huang Po and Old Man Song.

It’s just that in the past ten years, with various restrictions on the gate of ghosts opened around Zhongyuan and Qingming, it’s okay for Mu Xiu to cultivate the seeds of the world tree, but it’s hard for Song Yan to approach, so he can only give up this way and find another way.

It is difficult to find other places. The Ten Temples of Hades each have ancient inheritances, and they must know the way that ordinary ghosts do not know.

Song Yan's head turned quickly, and then he hit the Taishan King with his idea.

"Well, that's fine..." Mu Xiu said softly, he had nothing to worry about in the human world, but Song Yan remembered that he would accompany him.

Song Yan rubbed Mu Xiu's hair, "If I don't explain to them, I'm afraid I won't be able to find them in the future."

Bringing Huang Po and old man Song back to continue to be neighbors, Song Yan's thoughts have not changed, but they have just changed places to continue their past lives.

Song Yan looked down, saw Mu Xiu was still staring at him, and slowly approached, he kissed Mu Xiu's forehead, "What's wrong?"

Mu Xiu, who routinely committed a nympho for a while, told the truth, "My Yan Yan is so beautiful, I really don't want to show those... nasty ghosts."

His entanglement skills have gradually increased over the years, especially when Song Yan gets up every day to go to the small medical workshop, he can entangle for a while longer.

Song Yan also had nothing to do with Mu Xiu. Half of Mu Xiu's entanglement skills were honed by him, and the other half was spoiled by Song Yan himself.

Song Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, Mu Xiu's aggrieved appearance was just as lethal to him, and he continued to get closer, and he gently kissed Mu Xiu's lips, using practical actions to appease his jealous family ghost king.

Tingting, who ate two Ming fruits at once and slept for two months, woke up. After walking for a long time, she realized that she had been going around in circles and couldn't get into the courtyard where Song Yan and Mu Xiu's bedrooms were. She rubbed her eyes again, He turned around and went to find Chen Hui.

Normally, she couldn't enter Song Yan Muxiu's courtyard, that was the only situation.

Shaking her head like a little adult, Tingting happily went to Chen Hui and told him the good news that she had grown taller again.

On the first day of April in the Ming year, Song Yan's small medical workshop officially put up a "closed" sign. Song Yan and Mu Xiu took Chen Hui and Tingting to go out together. They went to participate in the Ming birthday of King Taishan of the Seven Temples, and the return date was uncertain. .

Chen Hui and Tingting were too weak and rarely went out. They were very happy to be taken this time.

Chen Hui was quite steady, and he took out the medical books that Song Yan asked him to memorize in his spare time, but Tingting was not. The flowers, plants, ghosts and beasts caused countless disasters along the way, and it was Song Yan who leaned on his shoulders obediently and watched Muxiu, the ghost king who looks harmless to humans and animals.

"Brother Muxiu, brother Yanyan, there is a tree in front of you, the fruit is golden, so pretty..."

Tingting asked, as long as Mu Xiu gave a supportive look, she would go and bald that tree.

In the Mingdie float, Song Yan, who was also reading a book, raised his eyes to look at Tingting, then grabbed Tingting's wrist, and frowned in confusion. It is said that the sequelae of directly swallowing Mingguo should have passed.

Mu Xiu gave Tingting a small look, and then took Song Yan's hand back to his palm and rubbed it lightly. Tingting, who was supported over there, immediately pulled Chen Hui to pick the fruit.

Mu Xiu said very logically, "Didn't Yan Yan worry that Tingting would be bullied because she was too obedient, now it's so good."

With him and Song Yan backing her up, Tingting became much more courageous. In the future, it would be easy to punch evil spirits and kick Hades, and this is the little ghost king taught by him and Song Yan.

Song Yan nodded lightly, "Just as long as Tingting is happy."

Of course, as long as Mu Xiu is happy.

Mu Xiu turned his head to look outside the car, changed his posture, got up with Song Yan in his arms, and rolled into the float.

"That tree is enough for them to harm for an hour, can Yan Yan accompany me for a while?"

Before Song Yan could reply, Mu Xiu bowed his head and carefully untied Song Yan's clothes, and when he was almost untied, he thought of setting up an enchantment outside, "It's troublesome to bring two little ghosts, we have to find something for them to do. "

Song Yan sighed helplessly in his heart, coauthoring this is the real reason why Mu Xiu keeps finding things for Tingting to do. Tingting has gone to harm the grass and trees, and Chen Hui will definitely have to follow him, so they will leave the two adults empty-handed. Out of time and space.

"It's only been two days since yesterday..."

Song Yan carefully calculated, they had only been out for two days, how could his Muxiu have reached the point of dissatisfaction and hunger and thirst.

"It's been two days!" Mu Xiu said as he hugged Song Yan again, green light appeared in his eyes, his true thoughts were stronger than what he had shown inadvertently.

However, Song Yan of their family is very calm and doesn't think it's a problem at all. He heard that disharmony in the intercourse will greatly affect the relationship between husband and wife, but he can't plan it secretly and kill all disharmony in the cradle.

Having found enough reasons for his greed, Mu Xiu unbuttoned his clothes a little faster.

Song Yan reached out and caressed Mu Xiu's cheek, trying to relieve Mu Xiu's anxiety, but seeing that it didn't work, he took the initiative to kiss Mu Xiu's lips, "Well, I see..."

The solid-eyed Tingting really bald the tree before giving up. On the way back, she accidentally stepped on a little snake. He and Chen Hui were chased halfway up the hill, and the two little devils combined to catch the snake The same dead-eyed Hades.

In addition to a basket of golden fruits, Tingting also had a ghost snake wrapped around her wrist to play with.

"Brother Muxiu, is he playing? We pulled out his teeth, it's cool, it's interesting."

Tingting glanced at the lowered curtain, over there Song Yan was still taking a nap, her voice was kept low.

Underworld Snake was pinched for Mu Xiu to see, with tears streaming down his face, terribly wronged.

Satisfied and in a good mood, Mu Xiu really took the Hades Snake and played with it for a while, and then enlightened it, and then made it recognize Tingting as the master, and then threw it back to Tingting. Yan Yan feels comfortable.

"Go play."

"Oh," Tingting nodded, and returned to the outside of the float winkingly, continuing to toss the hapless snake.

As night falls in the ghost world, the speed of the countless underworld butterflies under their floats is accelerated. Try to catch up with their delays during the day at night. Otherwise, if you start four days earlier, you still may not be able to catch up with the Seventh Hall of Hades' birthday.

After noon on the fourth day of the fourth day, a butterfly car landed in the Qidian City, where the palace of King Taishan of the Seventh Palace is located, and it is also one of the offices of the underworld organization. The scale of the city is more than ten times larger than that of the Eastern Ming City.

A circle of red light loomed around Qidian City, and ordinary ghosts dared not approach this city at all.

The two adults and two children got off the float, and the float and the butterfly turned into two beams of light and flew into Song Yan's clothes, leaving only a few dark lines visible. This method is not common among new ghosts who have just arrived in the ghost world.

All the ghosts gathered at the gate of the city consciously gave way to Song Yan and the others.

"My husband is here for the banquet. This is an invitation."

Chen Hui took out the invitation and showed it to the ghost guard at the gate. He also gave out ten ghost coins.

The ghost messenger, who seemed so selfless and serious, immediately changed his face, and raised his hands in a friendly manner, "Mr. Mu, please, Mr. Song, our Highness has been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Yan nodded lightly, continued to hold Mu Xiu, followed Chen Hui and Tingting through the ghost crowd and the long city road, and entered the Seven Palaces City, which had a completely different scene from the world, and also different from the East Underworld City.

The buildings in Qidian City are all built with the bones of ghost beasts, and even the floor tiles of the city are in the shape of animal bones. It stands to reason that in such a place, the bloody aura is naturally strong, but the red light inside and outside the city looms, like a prison. Fire enveloped.

This change should be related to the inheritance of the Seven Palaces, and it is indeed extraordinary. When I came to the gate of the Palace of Seven Palaces, this feeling became even more obvious.

Song Yan had three light green pills in his palm, "Take it."

Chen Hui and Tingting stepped forward to take it, swallowed it immediately, and Song Yan brought the last one to Mu Xiu's lips, eyes bent, "It's sweet, it's not bad."

Mu Xiu tasted it carefully after entering it, then licked Song Yan's fingertips together, then smiled sweetly and nodded, "It's so sweet."

"Cough," Song Yan tugged at Mu Xiu's palm, and coughed again, reminding Mu Xiu that he was a little distracted because of his smile.

"This way, please," the ghost guard restrained his expression and continued to lead the way, but he still couldn't remember Mu Xiu's smile.

Good-looking ghosts, he works in Qidian City, and has seen them quite often, but their bewitching feeling is not as good as one-tenth of Mu Xiu's smile.

As for Song Yan, he didn't dare to take a second look after the first glance, lest he would be fooled, and he would do whatever Song Yan said.

When did they have two such characters in the Styx region, and today's Christmas feast is going to be lively.

☆、Extra three

A gift box was handed out, and another ghost messenger opened it for a look, and immediately smiled and led Song Yan Muxiu to take his seat. Although it wasn't the seat closest to the inner hall, it was quite close to the inner circle. It can be seen that the gift Song Yan sent was enough to satisfy them.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu entered the table, Tingting and Chen Hui sat down immediately, there were beauties and ghost servants over there immediately brought drinks and snacks, ghosts were scattered around them, this Christmas feast started from today That's it.

As for the end, with the style of most bigwigs in the ghost world, it is possible within three to ten days.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu were at the seats, and they drank all afternoon just toasting to the ghosts who were seated one after another. Seeing that the number of guests did not decrease but increased, Mu Xiu hurriedly dragged Song Yan to the garden of the Seven Palaces up.

"Annoying, always ask Yan Yan to toast..."

Mu Xiu didn't drink too much wine, but he drank a sea of ​​vinegar, his words got sour, and the sour smell came out.

Song Yan didn't react yet. The ghost king Qiuwei, whose clothes were opened in the flowers not far away and whose chest was exposed, laughed out loud "hahaha". His whole ghost seemed to be soaked in a wine vat. Pretty thorough.

Not to mention, he had just come out of the wine pool in the Seventh Palace, drank a sea in his stomach, and couldn't keep it down, so he came to the garden for a drink, and bumped into Mu Xiu and Song Yan who hadn't seen each other for several years up.

Mu Xiu and Song Yan still have the same demeanor, but Mu Xiu's ability to be jealous is still the same as before in Twilight City, so sour.

Seeing Mu Xiu squinting his eyes, Qiu Wei immediately pulled up his open clothes, but still walked unsteadily.

He bowed to Song Yan, "Master, have you been away for ten years, are you alright?"

He originally wanted to be neighbors with Mu Xiu, but he couldn't resist the temptation of good wine in the big city. When Mu Xiu was serious about hatching cocoons, he went to Dongming City to hang out.

Later he heard that the wine in Qidiancheng was even better, so he came here again, and