Hong Huang: Master Houtu, stop peeking at my diary!

Zhu Jiuyin waved his hand again, and the projection of eighteen levels of hell appeared in the sky.

The scene of the five cuties on vacation chilled the hearts of the ghosts present.

This wave, this wave is called killing chickens and monkeys.

"Get up."

Seeing that the team started to move again, Zhu Jiuyin turned to greet Ning Tianze and Xuan Ming, and the three continued to move forward.

Approaching the stall of Meng Po soup, Ning Tianze always felt that the old woman in front of him was familiar.

"Strange, haven't you seen this person before?"

Ning Tianze was a little puzzled.

But the heartless Xuan Ming has already jumped in line.

"Hey, is this good for you? Can you drink it? What is it made of?"

Xuanming went up and faced Po Meng like a foodie.

"It's delicious, my soup is the only one in the world."

Po Meng's vicissitudes of life sounded.

"My soup is made from the water of the Wangchuan River mixed with eight kinds of tears. After you drink it, you will forget all your troubles."

"But you are not good enough to drink, and you will lose yourself if you drink this soup, but that young man over there, would you like a bowl?"

Meng Po suddenly asked Ning Tianze while talking.

"Me?" Ning Tianze pointed at himself strangely.

Granny Meng nodded.

"Crooked, I'm not good enough? Is there a mistake?"

Xuan Ming expressed his dissatisfaction.

Ning Tianze was very curious, and the child also wanted to taste what this Mengpo soup tasted like.

Looking at Zhu Jiuyin, Zhuo Jiuyin nodded to show that it was okay.

"Then I'll try it."

Ning Tianze said to Po Meng.

Po Meng took out a bowl of soup from the pot and handed it to Ning Tianze.

Ning Tianze smelled it, but it didn't smell much.

Pick up the bowl, t~t~t...

"Hey, Auntie, why are you standing upside down?"

Ning Tianze looked at Xuan Ming with a flushed face, hiccup~
Xuan Ming smelt the alcohol, but luckily the kitten was smart and didn't drink.

"Sister, what did you give him to drink? He's so drunk."

It turns out that Po Meng in front of her has turned back into Houtu, but there is still a Taoist avatar pouring soup there.

"I discovered this before. It is a spring that was born after the creation of heaven and earth. The spring water in it is colorless and odorless, but even a quasi-sage-level power will be drunk for a day and a night after drinking it."

Don't ask me why I know, I didn't drink it, absolutely nothing.

"With his physique, at most one day will be fine."

Houtu said softly.

Xuanming thought to himself: How could this unlucky child offend his sister again, I wish Father God bless you.

The child hugged the pole of the straw shed and vomited, looking up.

"Hey, master? Where did you come from, master?"

As Ning Tianze spoke, he couldn't help leaning on Houtu.

He also shouted:

"Master, I miss you so much, you don't know, there was a bad old lady trying to kill me just now! Hiccup~"

Hou Tu wondered if he had gone a little too far, after all, he just said a bad word about himself.

Perhaps because of his conscience, Houtu helped Ning Tianze to pat the child on the back.

Seeing the Bana flower in Ning Tianze's hand, Hou Tu was taken aback, wondering why it was used just now.

"What are you doing with these flowers?"

Steal your cassock while you are unprepared, ah no, it's on your mind.

"Here, it looks good, I picked a puppet specially for you."

Ning Tianze held up the flowers and said to the pillar next to him.

Embarrassed, Houtu took the flowers from Ning Tianze's hand.

It doesn't look like anything special, Houtu just likes it inexplicably.

This avatar is originally a part of Houtu's desire, so isn't any desire also a desire?

Houtu looked movedly at Ning Tianze in his arms, and then... silently knocked off his mischievous wolf claws, really, destroying the atmosphere!
Pulling Ning Tianze to the bank of the Wangchuan River, forgetting about Xuan Ming who was beside you.

Sitting by the Wangchuan River with Ning Tianze in his arms, Houtu felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Looking at Ning Tianze who was already asleep in his arms, the relationship between master and apprentice gradually deteriorated...

Ning Tianze felt his forehead wet and cold in a daze, found a soft position, and fell asleep soundly.

Temple of Houtu
At this moment, Houtu's face is already familiar, what the hell is this clone doing?

After all, he should have taken the initiative, ah bah, this kind of thing shouldn't have happened!

Next time I will never let you go out to do errands alone, Houtu thought viciously. ...

[I had a strange dream last night. After I was drunk, I actually dreamed that the master was in front of my eyes, and even put a 'bad hand' on me]

[But Aunt Xuan Ming said that I was dreaming]

(Xuan Ming: I was definitely not threatened)
【But I really want to dream again】

Houtu clasped the table and sank three points into the stone.

[It was really annoying to be tricked by this old woman, but she didn't seem to know me when I went again, it was weird...]

[Forget it, let's get down to business, just perfect the underworld for the master]

[This Wangxiang Terrace is for ghosts and relatives to meet again, it is a merit anyway, who will come? 】

[Aunt Xuanming?Is she reliable?Or just her? 】

【Anyway, the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields】

After thinking about it, Hou Tu found that there was indeed no other suitable candidate, and she had long since lacked this bit of merit.

Just do it, just do it, the apprentice's attention is my attention, there is no shame or anything.

Ning Tianze was sitting in the palace of the underworld, thinking about how to cheat Xuanming.

I saw a golden light descending in the distance.

what's the situation?Golden light of merit? !
Ning Tianze immediately flew to the place where the golden light fell.

I saw a high platform standing there, with three big characters written on it: Wangxiangtai!
Where is it?
Sensing that Xuanming's aura is actually on the high platform, Ning Tianze quickly flew down.

Looking at the looming golden light of merit behind Xuan Ming, Ning Tianze was a little dazed.

What's the situation?

"Master, this is?"

Ning Tianze asked strangely.

"Oh, this, this is what my sister told me to do."

Xuan Ming said to Ning Tianze.

"She said that God has the virtue of good life, so why should I look at my loved ones for the last time after death, so she asked me to make this thing."

"Originally, I didn't want to do it because it was so troublesome, but she insisted on making me do it. It's really annoying."

Xuan Ming said impatiently.

Ning Tianze wondered if he had spoiled Xuan Ming so much that even the power of merit was treated as rubbish.

I would have known how many people in the entire prehistoric world fought for that weak power of merit and virtue.

She still finds it troublesome? !

Ning Tianze really wanted to go up and give her a big... red flower.

And the most cheating thing is the master.

Master, did you really really not peek at my diary?
Why are you always one step ahead of me, doing things you never thought of!
"what happened to you?"

Xuan Ming looked at Ning Tianze's distorted face curiously.

"Ni Zhukai, I don't want to talk to you."

"crazy."

"Also, where did you get me the flowers I picked yesterday?"

Ning Tianze thought suddenly.

"Uh, ah, maybe you fell off the road when I was helping you back. Alas, everything is missing here, except for the broken flowers. You just need to get some more."

Xuan Ming replied with a guilty conscience.

Well, I didn't see what my sister was holding yesterday.