Kikai

Dusk has come and the ban is lifted.

Yu Qi glanced at Shuang Lang who was sleeping soundly beside him, and gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Where is sister going?"

Turning around, Shuang Lang, who was supposed to be sleeping, had woken up.

"Did I wake you up? Well, I'm going to Mingshu Pavilion, it's still early, you can sleep a little longer." Yu Qi planned to go to Mingshu Pavilion to make up for the homework assigned by Liu Da yesterday.

After listening to Yu Qi's words, Shuanglang lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Let's go together."

Yu Qi didn't object: "That's just right, you accompany me to Mingshu Pavilion first, and then I will accompany you home to collect some things you usually use."

Shuang Lang had already got out of bed, nodded, and then naturally stepped forward to hold Yu Qi's hand.

After taking Shuanglang to wash up, they went to the kitchen to get a few slices of bread and milk for a simple breakfast, and then they went out. The road into Qinguang Street was very crowded in the morning and afternoon, so they had to go early.

"Shuanglang, let's work together for breakfast first, and my sister will cook something delicious for you in the evening, okay?"

"Yeah." For Shuanglang, it doesn't really matter what he eats, anyway, he will spit it out in the end.

Yu Qi babbled about what to eat for dinner, and Shuang Lang occasionally answered a few words.

Soon they arrived at the third floor of the underworld. Looking at the long line in front of them, Yu Qi was a little surprised: "Why do the ghosts wake up so early today?"

"The Ghost King's Festival is coming soon. The Ghost King's Festival is the best year-round business. Naturally, everyone came early." A ghost in line behind them replied.

Yu Qi turned her head, only to realize that the person behind her was Zhang Er, a familiar ghost.

"Second Uncle Zhang, good morning." While talking, he still pulled Shuang Lang to introduce her, "This is Uncle Zhang."

Shuanglang glanced at Zhang Er, and responded lightly: "Yes."

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Yu Qi smiled at Zhang Er in embarrassment, and urged Shuang Lang to say: "Call me."

Shuang Lang glanced at Zhang Er, looked up seriously and explained to Yu Qi: "He is not a human soul."

"..." How do you answer this?

Yu Qi didn't know what to say, she just wanted Shuang Lang to say hello to Zhang Er, how could it be so difficult?

Fortunately, Zhang Er didn't care. He laughed a few times and said, "This little girl has good eyesight. I'm a bird clan demon soul, and I'm not really a human being. Xiao Yu'er, is this your sister? What's her name?"

"Well, she's my younger sister, her name is Shuanglang." Yu Qi smiled helplessly at Zhang Er.

Zhang Er nodded, and continued to talk about the Ghost King Festival with Yu Qi: "The ghost kings of the ten temples will gather together every year for a meeting of the ten halls, which usually lasts for three to five days, and the ten halls discuss and solve some problems together. It’s a big day that each hall can’t decide on its own this year, by the way, Xiao Yu’er, you haven’t come to set up a stall for several days, business is good recently, do you want to come and set up a few days?”

"I'm preparing for the ghost job assessment recently, and I may not have much time." Yu Qi's tone was full of regret, and he missed a good opportunity to make money.

Zhang Er joked with a smile: "It's pretty good, you will be safe if you pass the ghost test."

"I'm just going to try, the possibility of passing the exam is not high." Yu Qi waved his hand.

"Yes." Shuanglang firmly grasped Yu Qi's hand, "My sister can pass the exam."

"Hahaha, little girl Shuanglang has great confidence in you." Zhang Er patted Yu Qi on the shoulder.

This action caused Shuang Lang to frown, but fortunately Zhang Er only patted Yu Qi for encouragement and then returned his hand, but Shuang Lang was still very displeased.

"Yaohun, you should call me an adult."

Yu Qi tugged at Shuanglang, what did you say?What kind of ghost, what kind of adult, is there anyone who chats like this?

But this time Shuanglang felt that she was right, so she didn't shut up obediently: "Sister, he died at a younger age than me."

In the underworld, there is really a matter of seniority based on the age of death. Zhang Er put away a few laughing expressions: "My eyesight is stupid. Dare I ask how old this 'adult' was when he died?"

Shuanglang glanced at him indifferently: "1000 years."

"1000 years?!" Zhang Er couldn't help showing a look of surprise, it's rare to see a human soul that has existed for a thousand years.

It was also the first time Yu Qi knew about Shuanglang's approximate age: "Are you over 1000 years old?!"

Shuang Lang nodded: "At least one thousand." Her memory is not good, and she can only remember a rough idea of ​​many things. Anyway, she must have existed for more than 1000 years.

This "sister" made Yu Qi feel a little bit of a toothache: "Shuanglang... my lord, why don't you call me by my name, it seems inappropriate to call me sister at your age, maybe I will lose my life."

Shuanglang didn't expect her to say that, she looked at Zhang Er and then at Yu Qi in disbelief.

Then Shuanglang quickly made a decision, she shouted to Zhang Er seriously: "Hello, Uncle Zhang."

Then she turned her head and called out to Yu Qi earnestly: "Sister."

In fact, she understood what Yu Qi meant by asking her to call someone just now, but she didn't want Zhang Er to take advantage of her seniority, but now that she thinks about it, it's okay to count her and Yu Qi in the same seniority according to their age before death.

Yu Qi was amused by her change, touched her head, and continued to talk to Zhang Er: "Uncle Zhang, you continue to talk about the Ghost King Festival."

Zhang Er withdrew the complicated look on Shuanglang: "It's nothing, this grand event is called the Ghost King's Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival."

Speaking of ghost festivals, Yu Qi suddenly thought of ghost festivals in the human world: "Is this ghost festival called... Shang... Shangyuan Festival in the human world?"

"Where do I know this, people from all walks of life have different names."

That's right, Yu Qi nodded and stopped talking.

Zhang Er continued: "Anyway, when the time comes, the formation on Qinguang Street will be closed for a few days, and the morning light ban will be lifted temporarily. You don't know, the morning light on Qinguang Street is beautiful, and the big holes on the top will be in the morning light. The seven-colored soul light is emitted at every hour, so ghosts on all floors are willing to spend hundreds of merit points to book a room to enjoy the soul light during the ghost king festival."

Yu Qi doesn't like to join in the fun, but she likes beautiful things, so after hearing the word "beautiful", her eyes couldn't help but light up: "Uncle Zhang, when is the Ghost King's Day? I'll go book a room too."

"I don't know about that. It may not be every year, but it must be this month."

"Sister, do you want to know?" Shuanglang didn't feel much about the soul light. She could come in and out freely at dawn. She had seen the so-called soul light [-] times, but if Yu Qi wanted to see it, she would still I would love to watch it last time.

Yu Qi suddenly remembered that Shuanglang was a ghost messenger, and she was also a senior ghost messenger. Maybe she had some inside information: "Shuanglang knows the exact time of Ghost King's Festival?"

"You can ask." After speaking, Shuanglang took out the ghost mirror and sent a message to King Yama's Left Ghost Envoy.

The Zuo Ghost Messenger quickly replied: Seven days later.

After entering Qinguangwang Street, Zhang Er separated from them.

When they came to Mingshu Pavilion, Shuanglang stopped and took the initiative to let go of the hands that he refused to let go along the way: "Sister, I'll wait for you outside."

Shuanglang is no stranger to Mingshu Pavilion. In the past, she was often punished by Granny Meng to come here to organize the library when she made a mistake. However, she has not made any mistakes recently, so she has no intention of entering Mingshu Pavilion.

Yu Qi was a little worried at first that Shuanglang was staying outside alone, but after seeing the patrolling ghost messenger take the initiative to salute Shuanglang, she was relieved again, and almost forgot that Shuanglang kicked the tiger-headed ghost messenger over. Weili loli, what happened was someone else's accident.

"Well, I'll go there to buy something and wait for my sister." Shuanglang pointed to the small shop next to Zhiming Book Pavilion.

It seemed to be a glass ball shop selling glass balls, which looked colorful and really attractive to children.

After quickly finding the book she needed, Shuang Lang was already waiting for her at the door.

Seeing Yu Qi coming out, Shuanglang raised the glass ball in his hand and shook it in front of her: "Sister, glass ball."

"Mine?" Yu Qi took a look at the bag containing the glass ball. There was nothing special about it. It was just a very transparent glass ball with a touch of blue, but it was indeed very beautiful.

"The first one, there will be many more in the future."

Yu Qi didn't know that this kind of glass ball was actually not an ordinary glass ball, it could record the memory of ghosts, it was a very tasteless little toy for other ghosts, but for Shuanglang with a very poor memory, it was But it's a baby.

After understanding the function of the glass ball, Yu Qi couldn't help asking: "What memory did Shuanglang store in it? Is it related to my sister?"

Shuang Lang took back the glass ball from her hand and nodded, then put it next to her very preciously.

"..." Yu Qi silently put down his hands, it turned out that he was just showing her.

On the way to take Shuanglang to her house to pack things, Yu Qi warned: "Shuanglang, my sister wants to invite friends to my house for dinner in a few days, and Liu Da will come too, so Shuanglang can't be rude."

Shuang Lang frowned and nodded slowly.

"You are so good." Yu Qi praised her without hesitation, and then she became a little curious, "Speaking of which, why do you hate Liu Da?"

"He lives at my sister's house."

"You mean some time ago? It was for making up lessons." But what's so angry about this, Yu Qi still didn't understand.

Shuanglang stopped in her tracks: "My sister already has me, so no other ghosts are allowed to live at home in the future."

Looking at Shuanglang's serious face, Yu Qi suddenly realized that this is clearly a child throwing a tantrum, right?Maybe she felt that her favorite toy was taken away by others, so she was not happy.

Reading Yu Qi's thoughts, Shuang Lang immediately frowned: "No."

Well, it's not a big problem anyway, and I'll correct it slowly later, Yu Qi patted her head indifferently: "Okay, from then on, only Shuanglang will live in my sister's house."

Only then was Shuanglang satisfied and continued to bring Yuqi to her house: "Sister, Snake Qu will deliver food tonight."

Eating sacrifices from the human world will affect her ghost aura, so most of the time she has to go to spit it out again, which is very troublesome, and as Snake Qu said before, there will be some plants growing next to Huangquan, and she will not use them after eating them. Go vomit again.

Yu Qi was not very willing to bother others: "What food are you bringing? What does Shuanglang like to eat? Let's go buy it directly in a while, so there is no need for Snake Qu to make another trip."

"I don't know, only Snake Qu knows."

Well, Yu Qi nodded and stopped insisting.

Soon, they reached the edge of the cliff at the end of Luocha Street. Shuanglang shot out a ghostly aura, and then a smooth black stone platform floated up from the cliff. The two ghosts stood behind the stone platform, and the stone platform led them Float in the air, then turn left and then turn left...

After bypassing an unknown number of floating islands, the stone platform finally stopped in front of an antique house with a small bridge and flowing water in the front yard, and a very elegant three-story building in the middle. garden.

"Sister, this is my home. Linlang Pavilion is named by my mother-in-law." Shuanglang walked to the platform in front of the house and stretched out his hand to Yuqi.

Holding Shuanglang's little hand, Yu Qi also stood in front of Linlang Pavilion, her eyes seemed to be glued to the house, it was so beautiful!Everything from architecture to decoration is Yuqi's favorite feeling.

Seeing Yu Qi in a daze, Shuang Lang looked sideways: "Sister?"

"Shuanglang... are you a rich woman?"

Shuang Lang: "?"