After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

As Tang Simi said, she glanced at Izumo, and looked at Izumo with a look of shame.

If he cultivates his mind to the Tao and learns to be good to himself instead of helping others, he might as well let go of all his abilities and become a villain with no virtue and no deeds.

If you really want to turn a blind eye, it is better to pick out the eyeballs.

but……

"Now that the Seventh Master is here, I don't think the matter of you trespassing into the underworld as a living person can't be covered with paper." Izumo said worriedly.

Tang Simi said abruptly, "When did I go to hell?"

Didn't break into the underworld?

Looking at Izumo's face that was about to lose its expression, Tang Simi said again: "I haven't even crossed the Naihe Bridge."

Izumo didn't know the specifics of the situation, he just heard that when he arrived in the underworld, the thorny head that kicked down a street's houses was so arrogant and eye-catching.

Up and down the underworld, the thorns are all registered.

"You haven't even crossed the Naihe Bridge?" Izumo asked in disbelief.

"I still say the same thing, the underworld not only won't punish me, but also has to thank me." Tang Simi said, and glanced at Xie Qiye.

Xie Qiye had a warm expression.

Only then did Izumo realize that he seemed to be the only one who was nervous.

Izumo didn't believe it, he turned to look at Yan Hebai.

Then he would rather be blind himself.

Yan Hebai looked at Tang Simi with tender eyes, not worried at all.

Yan Hebai had nothing to worry about, that day Tang Simi rushed over to help Leng Xuelu get out of the ghost wall, and he asked Tang Simi himself.

When Tang Simi talked about trivial matters, he naturally believed in Tang Simi wholeheartedly.

Izumo snorted twice.

Tang Simi stroked the white hair on the old man's sideburns: "Oh, you can't be worried, it looks interesting to me."

"This is something that can be joked. It violates the laws of heaven and will be punished by heaven."

Tang Simi smiled: "My merits and virtues are condemned by the heavens, and my merits and virtues must be deducted first. Only after the merits and demerits are equal, can I settle the score with me."

To Tiandao, Tang Simi was like a gold medal for avoiding death.

She is not rampant who is rampant.

This is the first time I've heard of this.

"Merit? How much merit can you have?" Izumo is also a Taoist, and he knows exactly how rare merit is.

Some people accumulate virtue and do good deeds all their lives before they can cultivate a little bit of merit.

Now Tang Simi says that her merits are enough for her to "get away with it".

But Izumo still couldn't figure her out.

Tang Simi watched Izumo worrying about her, saying that she was not grateful would be a lie.

"A lot." Tang Simi said mysteriously.

Izumo couldn't see it, but Xie Qiye, as a "ghost", could see it.

Tang Simi's body was covered in golden light, and his eyes hurt from the brilliance.

Not only did Xie Qiye not find fault with Tang Simi, but he followed Tang Simi very much.

"Ghost mother, in the legend, is a woman whose child died. She was transformed by extreme resentment. According to the records of the underworld, the No.1 ghost mother is named Huanxi."

Xie Qiye spoke eloquently.

"You said just now that she lost three children. Is this the reason why she turned into a ghost mother and stole children all over the city?"

Xie Qiye looked at the woman bound by chains on the ground: "Stealing a child is still the first step. If among the children she steals, some of them die in front of her because she didn't take good care of them..."

"That's what Guizimu really looks like."

Qi Yu shrugged her shoulders and asked, "What is her real appearance?"

Seeing the woman in black calling for the child softly just now, Qi Yu only thought of her as a poor mother who missed her child so much.

Tang Simi knew this: "There are records in the books that a ghost mother eats hundreds of thousands of children a day."

Qi Yu thought she heard it wrong: "Miss Tang? You mean..."

Tang Simi said: "She will eat all the children she captured earlier."

"How could this be? Didn't she become so crazy because she suffered from being separated from the child?" Qi Yu looked at the woman in black on the ground again.

The woman in black grinned at Qi Yu.

She has a round face and looks kind and kind, but when she smiles like this, her blood red lips seem to have eaten a child.

For a monster of the level of Guizimu, the deterrent power is still very powerful for a young Taoist priest like Qi Yu.

Guizimu laughed, and the chain suddenly tightened a bit.

Xie Qiye said: "Hugh is presumptuous!"

His tone was majestic, and he had the Shura meaning of being an impermanent ghost.

Tang Simi booed, "Wow, kind of handsome."

She patted her palm lightly, and Xie Qiye was dumbfounded by her movements.

"Miss Tang, are you making fun of me?" He asked seriously.

"Praise you, sincerely." Tang Simi's voice was crisp and sweet, her expression was sly, she was sincere, she was making fun of someone, I really couldn't tell.

The more unpredictable, the more attractive.

Her crooked eyes look at everything briskly, like a horse on a horse watching flowers.

"But..." Tang Simi looked at Guizimu on the ground. Her name was Bai Lingzhou before she lost her three children.

"I always feel that the name Bai Lingzhou is somewhat familiar."

Yan Jiu said: "Miss Tang, have you heard Leng Xuelu mention it?"

Most of the people Leng Xuelu knew were from the entertainment industry.

Tang Simi suddenly said, "Bai Lingzhou seems to be an actor too."

An actor lost three children, so Tang Simi couldn't help but think of Tong Huan.

Xie Qiye said: "There is still something wrong. Generally speaking, when a woman has a miscarriage or a child dies early, the baby spirit who returns the child will usually follow the mother."

"It's not true, the book of life and death will also record the whereabouts of those children."

Xie Qiye drooped his eyelashes: "But the three children belonging to Bai Lingzhou have disappeared."

No trace?

"You can't even find the most senior civil servant in the underworld?"

Tang Simi asked, "Tong Huan, this name, Master Qi, check it out. How many children does she have?"

Xie Qiye didn't feel that Tang Simi was messing around at all, so he called up the birth and death register and checked carefully.

"Tong Huan, she has six children." Xie Qiye frowned, "The situation is different from Bai Lingzhou. Four children are surrounded by her because of murder."

Her murder was the result of an abortion.

"However, it was supposed to be her two children who could not be found."

Tang Simi cleared her throat, the two children were in her bottle.

In that bottle of hers, apart from Tong Huan's two children, there was also the face that Xie Bi'an was looking for.

"Then what, is there a kind of magic to make a child into a tool, and if the tool eats back, it will return to the original ghost baby form, and you will be able to see again."

In Xie Bi'an's puzzled eyes.

Tang Simi explained: "Tong Huan raised five little ghosts, two of them were caught by me, and three of them turned back."

"Why don't Bai Lingzhou have three children?"

"Who did Tong Huan learn the magic of raising ghost babies from?"

"Is there a common social circle between Bai Lingzhou and Tong Huan? How many people are related to the ghost baby?" Tang Simi believed in her intuition the most.

For a female star like Tong Huan, there must always be a master for her to raise ghost babies.

Also, what is the relationship between those ghost babies wearing red bellybands and the ghost babies wearing green bellybands?

If the secret technique is abused for private use by greedy people...

"This Haicheng is really an eye-opener." Xie Qiye said, looking up at Yan Hebai.

"To investigate the mortal world, we still need to catch the local nobles." Xie Qiye said.

Yan Hebo straightened his suit, "I will do my best for Miss Tang's matter."

Tang Simi vaguely heard that Yan Hebai meant that this was her business, that's why he helped.

If it wasn't her business, Yan Hebai wouldn't bother to care about it.

"Mr. Yan, you have also been to the ghost gate. This Xie Qiye is a big shot who can send you back when you go to the ghost gate." Tang Simi said.

Yan Hebai said: "With you here, I will not go to the gate of hell."

he said confidently.

Tang Simi really liked Yan Hebai more and more.

Not for anything else.

Yan Hebai's almost superstitious trust made Tang Simi extremely relaxed.