Quick wear to save the black-faced devil

"Chen Xi is good, brother will give you another piece, don't be angry." Lin Mubai rubbed Xiao Baozi's hair, stretched out his chopsticks and picked up another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for him, Duanmuyan cut off his beard again, he chewed Sweet and sour pork ribs, eyes full of provocation.

This time, Xiao Baozi really cried with anger.

He moved his buttocks, jumped off the stool, put aside a pair of short legs, and ran to Duanmuyan's side, clenching his fists and beating him non-stop, tears streaming down his face, "Bastard! Big bastard! Rob!" My brother didn't say anything, but he still grabbed my sweet and sour pork ribs, I'll beat you to death!"

Duanmuyan was expressionless, thinking that you, a little bastard, robbed me of my daughter-in-law, and I haven't said anything yet!

He picked up the little bun, and the little bun threw his fists and kicks in the air, but he couldn't hit Duanmuyan, that was annoyed, and the tears flowed more joyfully.

Black and white are impermanent, "=口=!"

This childish ghost who bullies children must not be their wise and mighty Lord Ghost King!

The corners of Lin Mubai's mouth twitched slightly. Ever since these two guys were strictly forbidden to attack each other with magic and ghostly aura, fighting became childish. He sighed deeply.

Why is it so difficult to have a good meal?

"Brother QVQ, brother, look at him bullying me!" The little bun opened his teeth and claws for a long time, and didn't even touch a single hair of Duanmuyan. He turned his gun and looked at Lin Mubai with tears, how pitiful he was Pitiful.

That poor little girl was about to cry.

"Ah Yan, put Chenxi down." Lin Mubai rubbed his aching temple, "How old is he, and he still cares about a child."

"Five hundred years old." Duanmuyan emphasized seriously.

"Okay, okay, how old are you, and you still care about a five-hundred-year-old child, are you ashamed?" Lin Mubai glared at Duanmuyan, hugged the little bun into his arms and gently coaxed him, although Duanmuyan He repeatedly emphasized that Xiao Baozi is five hundred years old, but facing this tender little face, Lin Mubai still couldn't connect him with an octogenarian.

Little Baozi may be five hundred years old, but he was only five years old when he died. In addition, no one in the ghost world played with him and taught him some things. His mind is still at five years old, and he has no way to do things. children.

But these days, after Lin Mubai's teaching, he has learned a lot of truths, and he no longer pretends to be cute to him and bullies others behind his back.

Like this time, he didn't hide his emotions, and took revenge in person.

What a good kid.

Lin Mubai was very happy.

"Ah Bai, you're murdering me again because of this little ghost." Duanmuyan felt aggrieved, if eyes could kill, the little ghost in Lin Mubai's arms would probably have died a thousand and one hundred times.

"..." began again.

Lin Mubai wailed, moved quietly to the side, and let go of Xiao Baozi's hand by the way. Just when he was about to leave the battlefield successfully, Xiao Baozi suddenly reached out and grabbed his shirt, Duanmuyan also Holding his arm, both of them complained, "Ah Bai/Brother!"

"..." Well, I can't run away.

Lin Mubai sighed deeply, sorry!

Black and white impermanence has been shocked and numb.

Until the end of the meal, Duanmuyan and Xiao Baozi were still arguing childishly, and Lin Mubai was sandwiched between them, just as he persuaded this one, the other exploded again, busy like a spinning top, spinning all the time.

"That, Xiao Hei." Bai Wuchang hung on Hei Wuchang's body, "Will we be silenced by Lord Ghost King!"

Seeing this unknown side, he trembled with fear.

"No." Hei Wuchang wiped his face very firmly, "There are so many people here, it would be very troublesome if we silence them."

"That's right!" Bai Wuchang regained his energy in an instant, and he jumped down from behind Hei Wuchang, with a smile on his face, without the slightest sense of depression, "Then let's continue shopping! It's rare to have nothing to do! Have a good time!"

"Yeah." Hei Wuchang fondly wiped the rice grains from the corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth with a handkerchief, and Bai Wuchang's face turned red instantly.

"Bah, dog boy!" A sinister voice suddenly sounded, startling the two of them.

"Damn it, who dares to scold—" Bai Wuchang immediately became angry, and glared at the person who spoke, seeing who that person was, all the words were stuck in his throat.

Meng Po, who was wearing twin ponytails, was filled with black air, and stood coldly by the window, staring at the backs of Lin Mubai and the other three.

Duanmuyan and Xiaobaozi seemed to have noticed something, and when they looked back, Granny Meng had already left.

In the ghost world, there are four people who cannot be messed with. The first one is the ghost king Duanmuyan. This guy kills people without blinking an eye, and he doesn't have to be responsible. After all, the whole ghost world belongs to him.

The second is Po Meng, the third and fourth are Yama and Lu Ping.

Even if you haven't tasted it, just by looking at the weird fluorescent green color and the smell that kills your sense of smell, you will know how terrible Mengpo soup is, and it can be called the top of dark cuisine.

For hundreds of years, it’s not that no one has suggested that Po Meng should improve her taste, and all of them were forced to feed Meng Po soup by pinching her neck, and then kicked into the cycle of reincarnation. When she comes back next time, she has forgotten her past. The past, not to mention any revenge.

Therefore, in the ghost world, there are two ways to cure children's night crying. One is to move out the ghost king and use Mengpo soup, which can no longer be effective.

Po Meng took a gloomy look at Black and White Impermanence, squeezed the big spoon in her hand, and carrying a bag of unknown things, probably the raw materials of Po Meng's soup, she walked out of the restaurant slowly.

"Lord Ghost King is in a good mood recently." After finishing the day's work, Lu Juan sorted out the materials on the table, showing a gentle smile, and looked at Hades next to him, raising his eyebrows.

"En." The man with the square face nodded and responded.

"Let's go buy something for the ghost queen in a while." Lu Juan smiled, "We only saw the ghost queen that day, and we haven't had time to get along well."

"Okay." Today's King of Hades still cherishes words like gold.

Originally, Yan Wang and Lu Pan didn't like this ordinary person who appeared inexplicably to become a ghost queen, and they didn't have much respect for the ghost queen.

But now, after having ghosts, the ghost king's temper has improved a lot. Even the fact that an evil ghost ran out of the [-]th floor of hell and almost rushed to the human world a few days ago was raised high and put down gently. Not as brutal as before.

Even work is much more diligent than before, and the burden on Yama's shoulders is much lighter, and he has time to be sweet with Lu Pan.

When a man has a wife, he really has a sense of responsibility and his mood improves.

If the ghost queen can subdue the ghost king's vicious dog in the future and prevent him from biting people casually, they are willing to treat the ghost queen with the most respectful attitude!

Duanmuyan's gentleness made the ghost world cheer. Lin Mubai was very happy to sense the change in the attitude of the people around him.

The only exception is probably Po Meng.

Every time she saw Lin Mubai, Po Meng would have a stinky face, as if Lin Mubai owed her millions of coins.

Lin Mubai didn't have any idea about this, he is not Mingbi, he doesn't force everyone to like him, at worst, he will take a detour in the future, just not confront Po Meng.