Ghosts have fairies

On the banks of the Wangchuan River, next to the Naihe Bridge stands a pavilion on the first floor. The pavilion is desolate and dilapidated, and the three characters "Meng Po Zhuang" on the plaque have already been hung with spider threads.

On the other side of the building, there was a lot of ghost noises, and the sweet smell wafted out of the window, like an invisible hook, attracting an endless stream of Apiao, and even the howling wind here became very gentle.

"A cup of love-stopping milk tea, with half sugar and less ice, and taro balls."

"Three servings of Meng Po's tears milk green are packaged, two cups are deiced, one cup is heated, and all are added with pearls."

A seductive female ghost stood in the corridor on the second floor with red lips, looking at the bustling lobby downstairs, and the sound of scanning the payment code when making payment intertwined into a graceful movement, which made her feel comfortable.

The female ghost hooked her fingers, and a cup of cheese oolong floated into her hand from the console. She pinched the cup with three fingers, and swayed to the corner of the open-air area on the second floor on her small high heels.

"The last cup." There was a moderate sound when the bottom of the cup collided with the table, and the female ghost looked down at the guest on the chair beside her - a handsome male ghost.

There were three empty cups neatly lined up on the table, and the person on the chair who had grabbed the new one poured most of it with his head up, as if trying to get himself drunk with milk tea.

"I think you look a little melancholy." The female ghost squinted her eyes and looked at him pretendingly, and sipped the remaining half of the glass in his hand, "Go out and turn right for 800 meters, find a bar by yourself, your mother-in-law My sister's milk tea doesn't have the effect of 'relaxing sorrow'."

"No." The handsome guy leaned back lazily on the chair, and hooked the corners of his mouth without a smile, "I hate the smell of alcohol the most."

Meng Po pulled a chair and sat across from him, and said with a very unkind smile: "Young master, what new troubles have you added? Telling it makes me secretly happy?"

The handsome guy snatched the half-cup of cheese oolong and took a few more sips. He said in a neutral tone, "I'm going to get married. The person I'm assigned for eight hours."

"You can pull it down." Meng Po laughed wildly, "Is it just your temper? Still married? It might be easier to go to heaven."

"Yo, amazing." The handsome guy smiled half-smile, "I even guessed the home address of the marriage partner."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and there was a breath, and Granny Meng froze, "What the hell?"

******

Qi Tong, the young master of the underworld, the only son of the underworld king, said he was the only one, but the underworld king seemed to be very relieved of the simple folk customs of the underworld, so he let go and raised his baby until he is now [-] years old.

As a second-generation standard official, Qi Tong doesn't have the slightest habit of a dude.Although I used to go to the house to expose tiles when I was young, it is important that I am not low in awareness, I can correct my mistakes, and I have a face from a young handsome to an adult. The elders have very strangely produced "this kid will become a gentle ghost when he grows up." "The illusion.

When Qi Tong grew up as a teenager, his sense of justice was overwhelming. The first thing he did after entering the Fengyue place by mistake was to "force prostitutes to be good", which made the shop owner complain endlessly. to the license plate.Later, when Pluto received a tearful complaint letter from the store owner, he finally felt that his baby seemed to be a little crooked.

Later, I don't know if it was because of the growth of age, although Qi Tong still looked unruly, but the edges and corners were smoothed out a lot, and he looked a lot more stable.Pluto and King Zhaocheng discussed and let him manage the "Underworld Reincarnation Office" which is in charge of the entire system from soul collection to judgment of merit and demerit to reincarnation.

Unexpectedly, in less than two years, this young master proposed to change the existing reincarnation system.He suggested that reincarnation fates are all random, and no longer arranged according to merits and demerits in life. Regardless of great good or evil in life, they should all be used as the basis for calculating punishment after entering the underworld.

That is to say, people with perfect merits and virtues can be reincarnated immediately after death, while those who bear sins have to bear the corresponding intensity and duration of punishment in the underworld according to the result of the judge's rectification of merits and demerits.

As soon as this proposal came out, the entire underworld exploded.

Good people protest that this proposal is unfair to them. Although bad people seem to benefit, but without reincarnation to share their sins in life, their punishment may be doubled and lengthened.

And some other Ah Piao, who made money in the human world by advertising "providing life-changing services for wicked people", were directly cut off from their financial resources this time. After half a month, he also encouraged other residents to march and protest. In the end, the scolding was so loud that Qi Tong's proposal had to be rejected.

Because of this incident, the masses clamored to remove Qi Tong's position as manager in the Samsara Office, but because the Samsara system had not been changed, Pluto continued to retain his position.

Until four years ago, Qi Tong tacitly allowed a female ghost to entrust her father-in-law in a dream, but who knew that the father-in-law died suddenly after the female ghost stepped into the underworld.

The melon-eating crowd blamed Qi Tong's indulgence for causing the loss of innocent lives. Although it was later found out that there was another kid who was responsible for the incident, Qi Tong offered to resign, leaving only a token of the ghost gate, and handed over the position let out.

******

Isn't this kid quite temperamental?Why did you just obediently confess the important events of your life?Po Meng couldn't figure it out.

While they were talking, a strange sound of flute came from the head of Naihe Bridge. The mournful old woman's voice suddenly sounded from all directions, almost frightening the two famous civil servants and falling into the river.

"Give me a bowl of turbid soup, forget love, hate, anger, and ignorance, forget the troubles of the world, forget the absurdity of life..."

Qi Tong put his arms on the railing and watched Wuchang go to work, and then asked: "Was the flute played by King Zhaocheng?"

Po Meng pointed to a few clusters of Bianhua flowers by the bridge, "No! Transformable radio, surround sound. Not to mention, King Zhaocheng's flute sounds quite suitable for the occasion. Of course, I only recorded a clip, in case your uncle would find me copyright fees."

She has practiced for thousands of years, and Meng Po also scooped up soup to show her temper. Not only did she use the radio for her lines, but also introduced a batch of self-service pouring equipment for Meng Po’s soup a few days ago. You don't drink.

In order to implement the purpose of putting user experience first, this female ghost also provides cold and hot options, ice content, and sugar content for the reincarnated lonely souls, which is very ghostly.

"Let's get down to business!" Granny Meng clicked her tongue, "Your father pushed you out to marry the heavens? Is the underworld cold?"

"Maybe it's because I'm tired of dancing the few square dance songs I found recently, and I'm too busy." Qi Tong said unceremoniously "framed".

"Which fairy is that?"

Qi Tong tapped on the railing with his finger, the sound made Po Meng flustered inexplicably, he was silent for a long time, and said, "He Zhen."

"Oh, it's a man." Granny Meng nodded, and took a sharp breath two seconds later, "Fuck! He Zhen? That little prince who is rumored to be the illegitimate son of the Queen of Heaven?"

As we all know, the relationship between the heaven and the underworld has become very rigid since 1000 years ago, but after modernization, the network cable has not been forcibly cut, and gossip can spread unimpeded throughout the three realms.

He Zhen was brought back to the Heaven Realm by the Emperor and Queen of Heaven [-] years ago. Regarding his origin, the official answer was only an adopted son.This limited amount of information aroused infinite reverie, so that the gossip about He Zhen's background in the Three Realms has never stopped since he returned to the heaven. One of the most popular rumors is that He Zhen is actually the illegitimate son of the Queen of Heaven.

One is the young lord who has been searched countless times in the underworld, and the other is the prince who is suspected of being an illegitimate child in the heavens.

Fingertips tapped the railing rhythmically, as if he could express his dissatisfaction through this action, Qi Tong turned his head and looked at the other guests not far away, and his thoughts drifted to eight hours ago when he was so angry that he threw Pluto an antique The scene fell three hours ago:

At two o'clock in the morning in the human world, in a 24-hour coffee shop, Qi Tong looked numb at the man in front of him with a cap, mask and sunglasses.

"The marriage contract will be signed in a few hours." Qi Tong leaned on the back of the chair and looked directly at the man opposite, "Why did you call me out at this time?"

"There are few people in the early morning." The other party said concisely.

Qi Tong snorted and looked around. In fact, there were some scattered people sitting in the coffee shop. Those who were rushing to catch up with work projects and homework in the early morning, and even young couples who were tired of being together, "It's dark outside. A group, how can there be less people than here?"

"The big hermit hides in the city."

"Tell me, why did you secretly call me out?" Qi Tong felt that he was not communicating with the other party, and the person in front of him was just a ditch, "Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

The person opposite was finally willing to take off his sunglasses and mask and put them on the table, "You are about to sign a marriage contract with He Zhen."

Nonsense, Qi Tong sat motionless in his seat, the fairy in front of him looked less than 40 years old, but he had the temperament of an old father for no reason, which was quite similar to his own father.

"You don't come here specially to warn your son's marriage partner to treat your son well after marriage?"

"No, I'm here this time to ask you something."

It's really strange that the Emperor of Heaven came to ask for help.

Qi Tong: "The three-year marriage contract cannot be extended, there will be no wedding, no second child, and of course no one."

The Heavenly Emperor, who had no intention of being a grandfather at all, immediately became very excited when he heard his words, "I didn't mean to say that."

"Oh, in the past three years, we have worked hard to respect each other as guests and not let you middle-aged and elderly people slap you in the face." Qi Tong added without emotion: "In three years, we will definitely divorce in harmony, property..."

"I hope you can help me monitor He Zhen." The Emperor of Heaven interrupted him.

Qi Tong squinted his eyes and looked at the person opposite. The word "surveillance" is worth pondering, "What did you say?"

"You heard me right." The Emperor of Heaven didn't change his expression, as if he was talking about what to eat for dinner, "I'll ask you to help me monitor He Zhen."

"I guess I can't inquire about the reason for this?" Qi Tong's mouth curled into an unsmiling arc.

The Emperor of Heaven paused, "That's right."

"If that's the case, why don't you keep He Zhen under your nose?" Qi Tong thought, don't say that He Zhen is really the illegitimate child of the queen, he doesn't want to look at the black history of being green every day.

"Actually, even if you don't marry He Zhen this time, your partner will be replaced by other gods in the heavens." The Heavenly Emperor asked inconsequentially: "Compared to other gods, He Zhen is the best match for you in terms of appearance and character."

Qi Tong raised his eyebrows, as if he had to be grateful for what he said.

"The Emperor of Heaven takes a close look at the little prince. We outsiders only know that the little prince is famous for his extraordinary appearance all over the Three Realms, but I have never seen a photo of it. I am also very curious."

The Emperor of Heaven didn't care about the sarcasm in Qi's fairy tale, and smiled kindly, "Only you and I know about this matter, not even the Empress Dowager, how about it?"

In fact, Qi Tong has a rough guess about the mind of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the 700 years since Hezhen came to Tianjie, the underworld has basically only heard of this character, and has never seen a portrait. If it is not that the Emperor of Heaven is eager to love his son, it can only mean that the Emperor of Heaven has been on guard against anyone who will Secretly contacted He Zhen.

Qi Tong: "Why should I agree to help you monitor He Zhen? What benefits do I have?"

"A marriage relationship is maintained by a marriage contract, not love." The Emperor of Heaven said, "It will not do you any harm to do me this favor. As long as He Zhen has any abnormal behavior, you can tell me, and it won't even affect you. Your normal life, and as long as you agree, I can promise you all conditions."

Qi Tong crossed his arms, "I don't think I need to rely on you to fulfill any wish I have."

"The marriage contract is for three years, and I only need you to monitor for two years." The Heavenly Emperor raised two fingers, "After two years, end the marriage early, and I can help you convince everyone, how about it?"

******

The career of a civil servant is interrupted, and now he is forced to marry. Not only does he not know whether his marriage partner is beautiful or ugly, but the partner's father also frantically hints that the other party may be a dangerous person.

Qi Tong drank down that cup of cheese oolong in despair, feeling melancholy, life is finally going to deal with him, the "harmless to humans and animals" Ah Piao.