Quick time travel: the male lead, let’s have a pop

Chapter 39 National Treasure Special Attack (26)

Qian Xun was a little depressed, Zhang Xiaofeng would be over if he delayed.

Right here, a bolt of lightning flashed out of thin air, and two people blocking the way popped out, and two words should flash in Qian Xun's mind—ghost messenger.

Two of them were wearing black suits, with identity labels on the pockets of the suits, and "Guicha" in regular script.

Qian Xun was admiring the beautiful font, secretly admiring that the ghost world really likes simplicity and frugality, and yes, saving resources starts with ghosts.

"Who are you?" Ghost Yi stared at them in surprise.

"We..." Yu Bixin was almost confused for a while, biting the tip of his tongue with his teeth and exchanging some sense for the pain.This situation broke into someone else's place and came to this ghost world.

"Say..." Ghost A snorted.The voice trembled a little.

Human beings plus a panda, the three together have too much yang fire, and it is actually uncomfortable under the pressure of yang fire.

Qian Xun was startled by his cry, and with a click, a black object fell down.

"Ah, my gun dropped..."

The gatekeeper was startled when he saw the gun that fell on the ground, the two ghosts looked at each other, and quickly looked at Qian Xun's hand.

"Xiangu, Daoist, I'm sorry for your disrespect." A ghost respectfully apologized.

"We didn't know that Aunt Xiangu was coming, so we couldn't greet you, please, please forgive me!" Ghost Yi's voice trembled even more.

"What..." Qian Xun opened her mouth, this 360-degree change really made her a bit unacceptable.

Silently picked up the gun, seeing Yu Bixin's eyes brightened, she nodded to her, so she coughed dryly, "Okay, then let us in!" Her heart beat faster as she spoke.

The long gun reminded her of the girl in white shirt, and she couldn't help but look back. She was a little relieved that she didn't see the two ghosts.

"Panda fairy, are you looking for a hungry baby?" A ghost stared at her seriously.

"You know?" Qian Xun's face was full of joy.

Ghost B and Ghost looked at each other, lowered their voices, and pointed to the vague poster of the series on the side of the city wall, "That ghost baby is our most wanted criminal. It is a victim of an abortion. The mother died with resentment and became the ghost king Meiji, and the ghost baby is her right and left hand."

"What?" Several people exclaimed, their hearts turned cold.

Everyone has been in a heavy mood since they entered the gate of hell.Except for Qian Xun getting down from the village head's shoulders and jumping over the ghost gate, Qian Xun was in high spirits and didn't like emotional influence.

"Bixin, you said how we can come in easily, it's just a dream."

Walking on the Huangquan Road that runs through the gate of hell, there are no lights in front of it, only the bright red manzhusawa along the way, and the wind is blowing, but Qian Xun is in a surprised and happy mood.

"Yes, this is too strange." The village head was also very curious.

"No, it's not surprising, there's a reason for it."

"what!?"

It turns out that there is an unwritten regulation in the underworld, that is, guns, which represent status symbols. Guns are made of four grades of paper: iron, copper, silver, and gold. Guns, of course, those great gods don’t need guns, sitting on a lotus pan and traveling around the world like visiting houses, it’s more powerful than any guns!

This is like the famous and high-ranking person in ancient times with a long sword on his waist and a fairy cultivator.

"I think that white-clothed ghost spent so much money and so much thought to let us in, and I don't know what he's thinking of. Will he be with that Meiji?" Xiaoyue's face became darker and darker.

(End of this chapter)