Kikai

Counting it, today is the third day of the meeting of the ten halls held on the sixth floor of the underworld.

Contrary to what the outside world imagined, the meeting of the Ten Halls was actually not very solemn. For example, sitting among the seven ghost kings sitting around the white round table is not very solemn.

It ended with King Chujiang cursing, ending the last discussion.

King Bian Cheng in a neat suit crossed his legs, turned the pen in his hand and said, "King Qin Guang, that man and woman, if he doesn't come by himself, there will be a lot of trouble."

"Did he regard us as his free approval tools for Qin Guangdian?" Wuguan Wang was also quite upset, who would have thought that it would take two days to deal with Qin Guangdian's matter?

It was rare for King Wu Guanwang to be so pleasing to the eye, so he took the initiative to talk to him: "Can't he learn about the Temple of Reincarnation? Although he is a sick person, he does everything beautifully, and there is only one thing reported this year. "

Emperor Song frowned slightly: "Okay, His Royal Highness the King of Samsara is a ghost of chaos after all, don't compare King Qin Guang with him."

Tsk, why does this sound so strange?

King Taishan didn't chat with them: "The next palace, who will come?"

King Biancheng spread his hands: "Come on, I don't have any major affairs this year, everything has been handled smoothly."

Hearing this, King Chujiang was not happy: "Then what about the fact that you were reported to go to the human world to have fun without permission? Don't plan to talk about it?"

Tsk, this fat man really clashed with him, King Biancheng glanced at King Chujiang who was sitting opposite him from a distance: "I've said it all, it's because I have official business, so I don't have to discuss with you about the private affairs of Biancheng Palace." Did you report it?"

"Oh, I think you are using the public to seek personal gain." King Chu Jiang stabbed with a sneer.

King Biancheng didn't like to hear these words. He immediately loosened his tie, and he was about to climb over the table with his long legs: "Fatty, what are you talking about! Who used the public to seek personal gain? I'll let you know that you are pocketing your own money." Haven't mentioned it yet!"

King Yan Luo, who was closest to King Biancheng, quickly grabbed him with sharp eyesight and said, "Pay attention to your manners! Pay attention to your manners! They are thousands of years old ghosts..."

"The gentle scum said who is pocketing it?" The conference table was really big. King Chujiang jumped a few times, but he still couldn't step on it like King Biancheng, so he could only choose to carry out long-range language attacks.

"Just talk about you!"

"You! You! You have the ability to come here!"

"Come here!"

"come on!"

……

King Taishan couldn't listen any longer, and slapped the table angrily: "Stop making noise! ​​Is the meeting of the ten halls a place for you to mess around?"

This is the former residence of the ancestor of the ghost world, filled with countless unpredictable formations, and this hall was the place where the ancestors of the other two realms were once entertained.

In the end, King Biancheng and King Chujiang could only stare at each other unhappily, and then sat down.

Seeing that the timing was about the same, Yan Luo Wang stood up slowly, and what was supposed to come would come: "Hey, let me tell you a few things from Yan Luodian. Do you guys still remember Xiao Huairan from this hall?"

Hearing this, the ghost kings of all halls frowned slightly, the human carrier of the spirit world stone?

There was a lot of noise here, and there was no peace in a certain secret room in the Hall of Reincarnation, but unlike the meeting of the Ten Halls, there was only one source of noise in the Hall of Reincarnation.

"Cough cough...Mother-in-law, you want it, my lord, cough cough...I am the king, cough cough...I offer it with both hands, just ah, cough cough...you understand, my king, cough cough...the king This, cough cough... this king's body, cough cough cough..." This sick man with three words and one cough is the owner of the reincarnation hall - the king of reincarnation.

The rumored king of reincarnation was pale, sitting in a wheelchair and covering his mouth with a small handkerchief, coughing non-stop. He had a masculine appearance, but he tossed a bit of Sister Lin's weakness.

Hearing that he was coughing uncomfortably, Granny Meng said bluntly, "Just tell me what you want."

Hearing this, the King of Reincarnation was overjoyed, but his face was still somewhat troubled: "Meng Po cough... Where is Meng Po cough... If there, this king cough..."

"Say it straight!"

Reincarnation King resolutely put down the handkerchief covering his mouth: "Three or two, forget your worries."

Wouldn't it be better to cut to the chase early?Everyone has known each other since the beginning of the world, who doesn't know who?Now there are only two ghosts in this secret room, who are they pretending to show?

Wangyou is Granny Meng's companion grass. A long time ago, Wangyou would grow wherever she stayed, but: "After the air of chaos completely disappeared, Wangyou no longer grew around me."

"I don't dislike the ones I've used." The King of Reincarnation adjusted the handkerchief in his hand.

"What do you mean?" Granny Meng frowned.

After the conversation was over, the King of Reincarnation stopped going around with her, and stood up directly from the wheelchair: "You want this Weng Nu to reshape the ghost body for that little Rakshasa in Yan Luodian."

"You know quite a lot." Po Meng gave him a warning look.

The King of Reincarnation walked to a cabinet in the secret room and said with a smile: "Where, I can guess, I do have a lot of Duan Wengnu, and I can give it to you, but ah, this is a coincidence. I happened to meet that little Rakshasa a few times, and it seems that she smelled Wangyou..."

What he said was already obvious, and Granny Meng didn't hide it from him: "I did put Wangyou in Shuanglang's ghost body, and that was the last Wangyou in my hand, but the amount was not enough. Many, at most two or two."

"Two taels are fine." Reincarnation King answered immediately, opened the cabinet in front of him, and showed Po Meng the well-preserved Duan Wengnu inside. A flesh-colored, slimy mass wriggled.

Meng Po frowned, this Duan Wengnu is of excellent quality, but although Wangyou is precious, it is not of much use to a chaotic ghost like them, on the contrary Duan Wengnu, not to mention this The first-class ones are ordinary and inferior, and now the Five Realms are almost gone.

Coincidentally at this time a ghost attendant came in and reported: "Your Highness, Devil May Cry Shuanglang is here."

The King of Reincarnation did not give orders immediately, but waited patiently until he saw Granny Meng nodding slowly, then turned back to the wheelchair with a smile: "Cough cough, please ghost cry cough cough... devil cry raksha cough cough... …Come in."

Three days later, Shuanglang who woke up from a clear spring was no longer that child with small arms and legs.

Standing up slowly from the clear spring, her limbs walked unnaturally to the shore, and Maoci, who was waiting on the shore, immediately stepped forward to put her clothes on.

Granny Meng looked at Shuanglang. Except for the skin and hair color that retained the characteristics of the ghost body, the ghost body created this time was exactly the same as Shuanglang's demisoul. It was indeed a ghost body made of Duan Wengnu. It's as simple as putting a film on the demigod's soul, and the effect is surprisingly good.

"Po...po..." Shuanglang nodded to Po Meng with a body that was not very controlled.

Hearing this, Po Meng frowned and stepped forward to the ghost spring in Shuanglang, from the ghost spring to the limbs and bones, carefully inspecting.

After a long time, she sighed with a sad face: "Hey, the demigod soul that has finally begun to fuse has broken free again."

During the three days of waiting on the shore, Maoci had learned about Shuanglang's situation from Granny Meng, and immediately speculated on a possibility: "Could it be because of the change of ghost body?"

Po Meng looked at the child version of Shuanglang who was sinking in the water: "It's possible, Shuanglang, how about you return..."

Shuanglang shook her head with difficulty and firmness, she didn't want it!

With difficulty, he opened his mouth: "I... this... I want it!"

Meng Po looked stern: "Shuanglang! Don't be willful, you should know that if the demigod soul can't be fused, you can only live incomplete forever. What if there is something wrong with the ghost body in the future? Don't worry... don't be self-willed!"

Shuanglang pushed Mao Ci away and walked up to Granny Meng: "Holy... once again..."

After all, she was a child raised without being able to speak, and Granny Meng understood her meaning easily: "You mean to use this ghost body to bear the holy light again?"

Shuang Lang nodded.

Granny Meng shook her head: "No, it's no joke that the ghost body is corroded by the holy light. What if it doesn't work?"

"Try...beg...mother-in-law." Shuanglang knelt down without hesitation, stumbling to express her request.

Time was fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, with the end of the meeting of the Ten Palaces, the excitement brought to Qin Guangji by the Ghost King Festival also faded away.

Yu Qi patted her sore waist, but looking at the clean house, well, all the hard work was worth it!

Taking advantage of Shuang Lang's absence for the past few days, Yu Qi not only repainted the house, but also prepared a big surprise for her.

Push away the second bedroom that used to be a guest room, and now it has a new look inside. Yuqi plans to use this room as Shuanglang's bedroom. Children must still want to have their own little secrets, and it's not good to sleep together all the time Well, in every sense of the word.

Let’s go back to the room. The old bed has been replaced with a round pink princess bed with a round white lace bed cover. The whole bed is really a little princess.

And considering that Shuanglang was already working, she might have something to discuss in the room alone, so she thoughtfully prepared a set of afternoon tea round tables and a somewhat formal desk for Shuanglang.

By the way, there is another small detail that cannot be ignored!She laid a fluffy carpet in the corner, and piled all kinds of plush toys on it, such as bunnies, cats and dogs.

She read this from a book she didn’t know when she was alive. It is said that playing with small animals can cultivate children’s empathy. It seems that there are only ghosts in the ghost world, but I haven’t seen any small animals. However, plush toys should be related to small animals. Animals, right?The only difference is probably that one is alive and the other is dead, um, almost.

There is also Shuanglang's precious glass ball, which was bought by Shuanglang himself when she took Shuanglang to Mingshu Pavilion, and it seemed to contain Shuanglang's memories about her.

Shuanglang had kept this thing by herself before, but she found it under the pillow when she was cleaning the house two days ago, fearing that it would be lost, she found a big glass bottle and put it on the afternoon tea table in Shuanglang's room.

What else is there for a child's room?

correct!How can a girl not have a wardrobe?How can there be no skirt? !

But considering that it is already dawn, Yuqi can only regretfully wait until tomorrow to buy it. Oh, no, thinking of the only [-] oceans left in his pocket, let’s continue to set up a stall to make money tomorrow. Hey, the evil poverty Ah, speaking of it, if she hadn't made a lot of money by setting up a stall these days because of the Ghost King's Festival, otherwise she wouldn't have so much money to decorate the room.