My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 101 Seeing her at my dining table

In the dark basement, a strange man's voice answered: "A stranger came to the village today?"

 Yi Min nodded: "Yes, some outsiders are here."

“Liu Zhe told me that there is a three-year-old child among them who is white and tender, and the meat looks tender and tender, right?”

Yi Min recalled the appearance of the three little girls and nodded: "Yes, there is Su Mianmian, it is exactly like what you described."

 “Okay, I want to see her at my dining table tomorrow! You make the arrangements!”

 When Yi Min heard this request, they stayed where they were.

Have you eaten Su Mianmian? How to eat this? The cameras are all set up. Su Mianmian is still so popular. Once she dies, there will definitely be a strict investigation, and the secrets of the entire village may be exposed.

He hesitated to speak, but he heard a voice in his ear: "What? This matter makes you very embarrassed? Your Yi family has been under my protection for so long, and your father has obeyed my words. Now in your generation, you want to disobey me?"

Yi Min looked ugly.

 The power of life and death is in the hands of the other side, but what the other side wants them to do will lead to their own destruction.

 There are dead ends on both sides, how to choose?

"Anyway, I want her tomorrow night. You can weigh your own life."

 In the dark basement, a woman's frightened scream suddenly sounded.

 …

  In the building where the program team was building, Mianmian quietly touched everyone's wrists to make sure that the medicine left no problems for everyone, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

 Hong Kong, Liu Hui and the others are waiting for Bai Bai, Dahuang and Xiaohuang to come back.

 After a while, Baibai, Dahuang and Xiaohuang came back.

“Awwww.” Bai Bai couldn’t wait to share what he saw with Mianmian.

Mianmian was surprised after hearing this: "Are there many snakes in the back mountain?"

 Bai Bai: "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch."

 He was poking two chickens with his paws.

 The two chickens have become a lot bigger now. One has brightly colored feathers and is a rooster, and the other is a hen. Suddenly being slapped by Bai Bai's claws, they almost fell to the ground, chirping in protest.

Mianmian touched Bai Bai’s head.

 Bai Bai was saying that when Dahuang and Xiaohuang were looking for food, they were almost eaten by snakes. It was he who saved the two chickens, and he was asking Mianmian to take credit.

“Bai Bai is great, but if you go to play tomorrow, be careful. This village is very strange.” Mianmian warned.

Nodding in vain, moaning and wanting to go to bed.

Mianmian used the talisman from the previous cleaning on Bai Bai before letting him jump on the bed.

 She also lay down, thinking about things while waiting for her seventh grandnephew who had gone to take a bath to come back and pat her sleeping.

How to deal with those who should have died? They seem dead but not dead, their souls have not yet left their bodies, they are still alive.

 What Mianmian learned did not include directly pulling out the soul of a stranger. Mom said that wasn't what they were supposed to do because it was a job for the underworld to deal with. One cannot compete with the shady underworld for work.

As for this matter, do you want to contact Uncle Cui? Would it bother him too much?

Mianmian struggled with it and fell asleep.

 “Mianmian, Mianmian.”

Mianmian was already asleep when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. She floated in a daze, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw a man wearing a red ancient robe.

The man had handsome features, but his face had a cold white color as if he had not seen the sun all year round. He stared at Mian Mian who had opened her eyes, waiting for the awakened little breast to regain consciousness.

Mianmian rubbed her eyes, and after a while she saw that she was no longer in the room, so she asked doubtfully: "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

“Xiao Mianmian doesn’t recognize me?” The man raised his lips, “Didn’t you write me a letter a few days ago?”

Mianmian suddenly remembered that the only time she wrote a letter was to Judge Cui Yucui of the underworld. This was such a surprise. During the day, she was thinking about whether to write another letter to Uncle Cui, and Uncle Cui came.

She said in a surprised tone: "You are Judge Uncle Cui! Mianmian wanted to write to you again during the day, but was afraid of disturbing you too much. Mom said that judges are all very busy."

 After speaking, he raised his little head and looked at Cui Yu. Mom said Judge Cui likes to wear red and is a good-looking little brother. It turns out it’s true!

Cui Yu listened to Mianmian's words and smiled: "What you want to find me should be the same thing as what I want to find you."

"What's the matter?" Mianmian asked, tilting her head to look at Cui Yu's empty palms, her big eyes full of doubts. Cui Yu was speechless and called out the underworld magic weapon under his control, the soul-enchanting pen and the book of life and death: "Are you looking for this?"

 Mianmian nodded: "Yeah!"

 She opened her eyes.

 A cold blue halo immediately appeared on the ordinary-looking brush and book.

Mianmian wanted to take a closer look, but the blue light stung her eyes.

She burst into tears instantly, rubbing her eyes and not daring to look any further.

 “Huh?” Cui Yu felt surprised.

 What did Xiao Naituanzi do just now? This caused both the Soul Charming Pen and the Book of Life and Death to react briefly and almost fell out of his hands. As expected of the name that suddenly appeared on the book of life and death, it was indeed, as the King of Hell said, something special about him.

Cui Yu looked at the small **** with one eye open, and wanted to reach out to wipe the tears of the small nipple, but he was afraid that the body of the underworld **** would cause harm to the small nipple, so he had to withdraw his hand and look at it quietly. With.

Mianmian finished relieving the pain in her eyes, blinked to make sure her eyes were fine, patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that you can't just look at the magic weapon of the gods. It will hurt if you look at it.

 "Uncle Cui hasn't said anything yet that is the same as what Mianmian thinks." Mianmian asked.

 Cui Yu said seriously: "What I want to say is the problem of this village."

He activated the book of life and death. The book of life and death immediately flipped and stopped on the page of "Yide Village", with many names written on it.

"These people have escaped capture by Yinzhi for a long time." Cui Yu pointed out the names to Mianmian.

Mianmian looked at the tall book of life and death, took the initiative to walk to Cui Yu, and pulled Cui Yu's robe.

As soon as he pulled it, Cui Yu suddenly lifted his robe and stepped back.

Mianmian was frightened by Cui Yu's big move. She raised her head and her fair face was full of doubts: "Uncle Cui, how did you avoid Mianmian?"

Cui Yu lowered his eyes and stared at Mianmian: "I am the Yinsi God. The mortal body cannot be touched and cannot bear it."

Mianmian heard this and said, "Uncle Cui, squat down. Mianmian can't see the words on the book of life and death."

Cui Yu finally realized that he was not talking to the evil spirits in the underworld. After thinking about it, he lifted his robe and squatted down.

 Mianmian patted the ground: "Uncle, sit down, your legs will be sore if you squat."

That is the worry of milky voice.

Cui Yu's eyes were a little gentler, he simply lifted his robe and sat down, pointing to the names on the book of life and death and talking to Mianmian.

"These people should have entered the underworld 100 years ago. The underworld has sent secret agents time and time again, and they have arrested some unimportant people and sent them back." Cui Yu pointed out the names and showed them to Mianmian, "There are countless ghosts in the underworld who complain about the case. It took too long to copy it to me, and it was delayed until I saw it not long ago."

He explained the reason, remained silent for a moment, and then said: "We have the Yinsi God in our body, and we cannot move around the Yang world at will. There are not many people in the Yang world who can take care of this matter. I can only leave it to you."

Mianmian listened quietly to Cui Yu's words and wrote down the names pointed out above. The number of these names matched the number of people she saw who should have died.

"Okay, Mianmian came here and wanted to take care of it." Mianmian nodded, and thought of the soul-calming tablets in the pomegranate garden, "There are still many people whose souls are trapped in the pomegranate garden, and Mianmian also wants to save them. .”

When Cui Yu heard what Mianmian said, he sighed: "Nowadays, the speed of dealing with things in the underworld is too slow. Maybe it should be changed. The souls you mentioned should be on this page, but the underworld has not enough manpower to control them. Come here."

 The book of life and death is turned over again, this time there are many names, turned over and over.

Cui Yu added: "These are all innocent souls who died unexpectedly, but their souls were not found due to bad luck."

 “There are so many.” I can’t even remember the names.

She thought again of the two evil spirits, one big and one small, that she had given to the ghost messengers to take away, as well as the cat Nuomi: "How are the three ghosts I sent down?"

Cui Yu: "The two evil ghosts are being punished in hell, and the cat's soul is waiting to be reincarnated. It should be reincarnated as an adult, but people in the world are not very willing to welcome new life. I don't know how long it will wait in line."

This is not the first time Mianmian has heard that there are many ghosts in the underworld. This time when he heard the judge Cui Yu say the same thing, he frowned and became distressed.

 After much deliberation, she couldn't think of a solution. She sighed: "Oh, I'm sorry, Mianmian has no way to solve this problem."

Cui Yu looked at the depressed little breast dumpling and moved his slender fingers, wanting to touch the little breast dumpling’s head.

 But he still held back and took out a rope from his sleeve: "Little Mianmian, this is for you."

 (End of this chapter)