God counts a ball

He said he was going to teach him to become Po Meng, but Po Meng was often asleep, so Nandu had been thinking about things in Po Meng's village these days.

On this day, Nandu was studying the spells that shuttled back and forth between the various floors of the ghost hall, when Po Meng came out refreshed.

She walked up to Nan Du with a happy face, and said: "Young man, come with me."

Nandu asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

Granny Meng walked to the only mirror in the village, took a closer look at her own appearance, and felt quite satisfied.

"Go to Master Qing Ze."

After all, he drew a spell on the wall.Nandu heard that she was going to the eighteenth floor of the ghost hall, and hurried over. He has been studying the differences between several spells these days, because there are only a few spells he knows, but none of them include There are seventeen layers of books of life and death.

But through these spells, he can roughly see some of the laws that exist in them. Now, what Granny Meng painted is the [-]th floor. As he guessed, there is indeed a connection between the spells.

Seeing that the spell under Granny Meng's hand was consistent with what he had guessed, Nan Du could hardly conceal his excitement on his face.

Meng Po noticed his strangeness and asked, "Why are you so excited?"

Nandu hurriedly explained: "I've heard that His Royal Highness Ghost Emperor is famous, so I'm excited to finally have the chance to meet him today."

When Po Meng heard the words, she didn't think much about it, and took him to the eighteenth floor of the ghost hall.

When they came over, the eighteenth floor was already full of ghost slaves, chattering about something.

Granny Meng led him, walked forward slowly, and said: "Do what you should do, and you will get what you want, Nandu."

Nandu paused, he borrowed the ghost's soul to hide his identity, how could he be seen through?Still know your own name?

Noticing that there was no movement from the people behind her, Po Meng turned around and smiled, comfortingly said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, the law of reincarnation, everything has its own destiny."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Qing Ze in the crowd. Nandu saw Granny Meng's figure walking past, feeling a chill behind him.

All the people in this ghost hall are really hiding their secrets. After Granny Meng recognized their identities at a glance, Nandu still felt a little nervous, wondering if the next thing could go on smoothly.

Just when Nan Du was still thinking, the brat's noise appeared again in his mind, "Ah, she knows your identity, but what about me, did she see it too?"

"Can you learn to be calm." Nan Du rubbed the center of his brows, and said to him, "Every time you make such a fuss, you get a headache."

The kid reached out and closed his mouth, lowered his voice, and whimpered: "She must already know my existence. I belong to the ghost race! You belong to the human race, so you must be fine, but I will be miserable."

Nan Du thought about her expression just now, and said hesitantly: "It's hard to say, judging by her expression, it doesn't look like she knows your existence."

The little ghost asked curiously: "Why, the ghost aura on your body belongs to me, why can't she find me?"

Nan Du couldn't figure out where the problem was, so he said casually: "I don't know, since she didn't ask, don't think too much first."

Nandu had already walked behind Granny Meng, and the little ghost obediently shut up.

He walked over and saw a group of ghost slaves surrounded Qingze, chattering endlessly.

"In the ghost clan, we must follow our rules."

"Just July [-]th, our ghost festival, but the best time."

"..."

Qing Ze supported his forehead, sat here with a sad face, and let the group of ghost slaves chatter here.

"What is this doing?" Nandu asked suspiciously.

Po Meng's complexion was ruddy, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she said, "The ghost clan hasn't held any big weddings for some years!"

Nan Du suddenly became surprised, is Ghost Emperor Qing Ze going to get married?

He looked at Qing Ze who was frowning suspiciously, as if he really looked alike, wanted to get married, but was worried that the other party would not agree.

Granny Meng pushed a group of ghost slaves to the front, and said to the group of ghosts: "Okay, okay, don't argue anymore, even if we hold a wedding in our ghost clan, we will handle it according to our highest etiquette."

Qing Mo, who was standing behind Qingze, also spoke at this time, "They are not from our ghost clan, how can they follow our ghost clan's etiquette. They will definitely not be willing to do so, and let us Master Qingze be kind You did something bad and made people unhappy."

Meng Po also argued loudly with her, "What's the matter? Can you hold a happy event for other clans in the ghost clan?"

The more Nan Du listened, the more confused he became. Qing Ze wants to hold a wedding for others?Not a member of the ghost clan?

Qing Mo did not show weakness, "Our Ghost Emperor intends to hold this happy event for their benefit. If we can't follow their etiquette, how can Mr. Fu Xiao be willing?"

Fu Xiao! ! !Nan Du's face froze, and he said in shock: Master Ghost Emperor Qingze wants to hold a wedding for Young Master Fu Xiao?

The little ghost also interjected: "Immortal Fu Xiao, with whom, Lord Dragon King?"

Nan Du said back to him coldly: "Besides him, who else can be."

The little ghost was even more shocked: "The ghost emperor wants to hold a happy event for the immortal king of the race and the dragon king!!!"

It is well known that Fu Xiao is Qingze's nephew, but he did not expect that Qingze would agree with him and Ming Chu, and even offered to help the two with their wedding. It seems that Qingze is really good to Fu Xiao .

Afterwards, he replied to the little ghost: "According to what we have seen now, it is indeed the case."

The little ghost asked again: "Does the fairy know about it?"

Nan Du looked at Po Meng and Qing Mo who were still arguing, and said, "Looking at the current state, I probably don't know it!"

"That's enough, shut up." Qing Ze couldn't stand being quarreled by them, and said angrily.

The ghost slaves instantly became quiet, staring at Qing Ze with terrifying eyes.

After all, Granny Meng is an old man in the Ghost Palace, and in this case, she was the one who spoke first, "Master Qingze, our Ghost Clan has not held a wedding for many years, this is a rare opportunity."

Without waiting for Qing Ze to speak, Qing Mo immediately said, "Wouldn't it be ridiculous to say that the ghost clan's big happy event is not for the ghost clan?"

Meng Po immediately retorted: "Master Qingmo's words mean that Master Fu Xiao is not from the ghost clan. Isn't the son of Princess Qingcai not from our ghost clan?"

Qing Mo was speechless for a moment, and seeing that Qing Ze's expression was worse than before, he hurriedly explained: "No, Lord Qing Ze, I didn't mean that."

Qing Ze seemed to be awakened by Meng Po's words, and finally said: "Cai'er's son is naturally from my ghost clan, and if he is from my ghost clan, he should follow the ghost clan's etiquette. This matter is settled like this. Everything is done according to the highest etiquette of the ghost clan, so let Granny Meng handle the comparison."

Granny Meng responded with a smile, "Lord Qingze, don't worry, the old woman will definitely not disappoint Lord Qingze and Mr. Fu Xiao."