God counts a ball

Fu Xiao entered a very plain-looking tea shop. After entering the door, she saw a beautiful screen. On the screen was a woman with an extremely graceful figure, staring at the pipa in her arms infatuatedly.

There were all kinds of chattering noises in the room, Fu Xiao walked in from one side, and did not see the waiter receiving the guests, and there was no stage for musicians to perform, only a few tables, a few cubicles, Tea for everyone.

Fu Xiao saw a seat and sat down. He didn't know how to order. He turned his head and looked at the other people who came to drink tea. Most of them were low-level ghosts floating around. A smoking teapot automatically appeared.

Looking at his desk again, it was empty.Could it be that the way of sitting down is wrong, Fu Xiao thought about it and stood up again, sat down again, still nothing.

Just as Fu Xiao was in doubt, the door of a cubicle next to him opened, calling Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao turned her head and saw Jiu Tong holding the door curtain of the cubicle with one hand, letting herself pass. Seeing Jiu Tong, Fu Xiao was overjoyed.

After arriving at the cubicle, as no surprise, he also saw Du Heng, but there was only one other person, which was beyond his expectation.

"Xianjun." Accompanied by the crisp youthful voice mixed with the joy of reunion after a long absence, a figure fell on Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao staggered two steps back, stood still and helped people away from her body, wondering why both of them wanted to lie on her body.

"Tongtong, it's been a while, how are you doing recently?"

It's really unexpected to see Tong Tong here, but it just so happens that I finally have the opportunity to ask what happened to the person he insisted on falling in love with was Ming Chu in the water prison.

"Okay, okay." As he said, he seemed to want to prove that he was very lively, and he turned around twice in the same way.

Du Heng got up, bowed his hands to Fu Xiao and thanked him: "Du thanked Xianjun for saving Mr. Tong Tong from the water prison."

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, Brother Du doesn't have to."

Jiutong invited Fu Xiao to sit down, Du Heng tapped lightly on the table three times, and a woman came from outside the cubicle.

The woman is charming but not bewitching, and treats them with respect and respect, not like an ordinary tea waiter, but like a host receiving guests from afar.

After coming over, he bowed slightly to salute a few people, and asked, "Young masters, what do you want to drink?"

Du Heng glanced at Fu Xiao, but Fu Xiao didn't know what was in the shop, and remembered the Bi'an flower he had just seen, and said, "I heard that the Bi'an flower of the ghost race is an ancient exotic flower, how about trying this scented tea today?"

After hearing the words, Du Heng glanced at Jiutong again, without any objection, he said to the woman: "Then let's have a pot of Bianhua tea first."

After the woman answered, she asked again: "What do you guys want to eat?"

Thinking of the things that ghosts often eat, which are either human bodies or carrion, Fu Xiao has a stomachache and waved her hands hastily.

Seeing his appearance, the woman understood in her heart, and said: "Young master, don't worry, although our shop is located in the ghost tribe, not all the right food is prepared for them. The food that you can eat is naturally There must be."

Jiutong asked in surprise: "I don't know, what is there in the store?"

Tong Tong also asked in response, "Is there any pastry?"

The woman narrowed her eyes into a line, and replied with a smile, "Of course there are."

"Then let's add some pastries." After speaking, Du Heng sent the woman away.

After the woman left, Fu Xiao asked: "Why did you come to the ghost clan? Didn't uncle block the road between the ghost clan and other clans?"

Several people had heard about the relationship between Fu Xiao and Qingze, but they were still a little uncomfortable hearing him call Uncle Qingze.

Jiutong was the first to ask: "So Qingze is really your uncle?"

Fu Xiao smiled, acquiesced to him, and after getting in touch with Qing Ze, Fu Xiao was able to accept his uncle very well.

Looking at his expression, Jiutong concluded that it should not be a bad thing.Then he replied: "The four poles are going to be chaotic, and the demon king Zhu Hong wants to recall all the demon clans in the foreign race to help him accomplish things. I don't want to help him, but he will definitely find a way to get me back when I stay in the witch clan, so Du Heng brought me to the ghost clan, your uncle should not be afraid of Zhu Hong."

Hearing him talking about the four great chaos, Fu Xiao immediately felt bad. Even if the Wu Clan has Hua Yudu in charge, what about the Human Clan? He and Mu Niyin are all going to come out.

Thinking of this, Fu Xiao hurriedly asked: "When did you come to the ghost clan, did you have any news from the human race before you came?"

Du Heng said: "Not long after I came here, there is no news from the human race. Zhu Hong and those people should still be in the temple at this time, and have no time to take care of the human race. But if things in the temple are done well, it may not be good."

Fu Xiao also knew what Du Heng meant by "not good". Now among the four races, only the human race has no leader. If he really wants to mess up the four poles, then the first one to do it must be the human race.

"No, I have to go back." After finishing speaking, Fu Xiao was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by Mr. Jiutong again.

"Don't be so anxious. Didn't you tell me that your uncle has blocked the way of the ghost clan to the outside world? You can't get out even if you want to go out now. Why don't you come and have a tea in peace of mind, and then think of a way Woolen cloth."

As soon as Jiutong finished speaking, the woman came in with a pot of tea and several cups.

Fu Xiao was dragged back to his seat by Jiutong, but he was still fidgeting. He casually picked up a cup and poured a sip of tea into his mouth. The tingling feeling slipped across his tongue, as if there were a few bugs dance on it.

"There are bugs in here?" Tongtong, who was at the entrance, slammed down the cup, terrified.

The woman put the cup away, wiped off the tea stains on the table, and poured him another cup, explaining with a smile while pouring: "Young master, don't worry, it's not a bug. That's what the Bana flower tastes like when it's in the tea." , as if there were bugs dancing on the tongue."

Fu Xiao glanced at the cup in his hand uncertainly again, and did not see any bugs, but there was a feeling of bugs dancing in his mouth, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "It is indeed a rare flower through the ages, it is really wonderful."

The woman smiled, "Just as long as you like it, the young master will continue. I won't bother you. If you have something to do, just knock on the table and call me."

Fu Xiao looked at her leaving figure, and asked her doubts: "Why do those ghosts outside have tea as soon as they sit down, but we have to call her to come?"

Du Heng explained: "The tea drinks of the low-level ghosts are all made with blood. They are the worst teas, and you can order them at any time. We and the high-level ghosts don't need blood, so she will come in person Entertain us."

Fu Xiao: "Oh, so that's it. Is she the only one who entertains us? If there are many people and several tables at once, how will she serve us?"

Du Heng: "This place is in a busy city. Few people and high-level ghosts come here. She can handle all of them alone."

After Fu Xiaoming understood, he took another sip of tea, still worried about the situation of the human race, and only wanted to find Ming Chu to discuss how to go back, or go to his uncle and ask him to let him go back to the human race first.

He was anxious to go back, and he was afraid that they would not have a place to live, so he asked, "Do you have a place to stay now?"

Jiutong shook his head, they just walked around here a few times, and indeed there is a place to stay, but the conditions are too bad, Jiutong and Tongtong can't bear it, so they haven't decided yet where to live.

"Then you go back with me. Uncle built a courtyard here that is similar to a human building. It's not as beautiful as the Yuexin Building. It should be good to live in." Fu Xiao suggested.

Several people looked at each other, and finally agreed happily.

When they returned to the yard, Ming Chu and Mu Niyin had already returned. Seeing Fu Xiao coming back, Ming Chu pulled Fu Xiao into his arms first, and said, "You are finally back. Your uncle took it away and locked it up."

Fu Xiao was startled, and patted him, "What are you thinking, I went out to look for you but didn't find them, but I did find them."

As he spoke, he pointed at the few people behind him.

Jiutong greeted him with a smile, "Master Ming Chu, long time no see."

Ming Chu let go of Fu Xiao, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Du Heng simply said in horror: "Take refuge."

And Tongtong looked at him suspiciously, he must have heard it right, Jiutong called him Mingchu just now?He quietly pulled Jiutong's sleeve and asked, "Master Jiutong, what did you call him just now?"

Jiutong turned his head and introduced him: "I just want to introduce you, this is the current Dragon King Ming Chu, and this is Yuexinlou, a famous actress like me, Tongtong."

Fu Xiao observed the change of Tong Tong's face, and asked cautiously: "Tong Tong, this person is Ming Chu, is he the person you mentioned earlier?"

Tong Tong shook her head in panic, "No, no, it's impossible, how could he be Ming Chu? Then who did I like before?"

Ming Chu frowned when he heard the words, this is what Xiaoxiao told him before, Tong Tong who insisted that he was in love with him?

He said to Tong Tong: "I am indeed Ming Chu, we should have never met before. Who is that person you met before?"

Tongtong's eyes were already filled with tears, "I don't know, he said his name is Ming Chu, the prince of the dragon clan!"

Fu Xiao helped him, patted his back lightly, and comforted him: "It's okay, Tongtong, tell us what that person looks like, and we will help you find him."

Tong Tong raised his head, took two steps towards Ming Chu, and stared at him for a long time, "You both look alike, but you are not him."

After speaking, he took a few steps back, feeling at a loss.

Fu Xiao glanced at Ming Chu, Ming Chu was also at a loss, he really didn't know who this person was, let alone who had the guts to pretend to be the prince of the Dragon Clan.

Du Heng thought for a while, and asked, "Master Ming Chu, can you be a younger brother? Or the Dragon Clan who is more similar to you?"

Ming Chu said: "In my clan, I only have a younger sister, Shu Qing, and I have never had any brothers, but it's hard to say about the dragon clan in the outer room."