If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

His head was dizzy, as if he had been attacked with a sap.

Song Ningyi's fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and her emerald feather-like brows raised slightly.

"The kid is still pretending to be asleep? Splash him with feces to wake him up!" There was a rough sound like gravel rubbing in his ears.

What did this man say, didn't he see that he was eating?

its not right!Obviously, I am the only one at home, but who is this barbell-like voice?

Song Ningyi suddenly opened his eyes, and the light brown pupils suddenly expanded——

A gold-edged plaque with four big characters in running script - "high style and bright festival".Next to it are two large red-painted pillars, which divide the low wooden case in the middle into two sections.

A tender little hand protruded from under the wooden case, scratching back and forth among a pile of messy documents.

Next to the wooden table, there stood an uncle with a mustache, wearing a dark robe, and he was gesticulating with his buttocks.

This is where?

In front of him was the dark and smoky hall, only a certain point exuded a cold white light.Song Ningyi's unintelligent little head began to work slowly.

Today, Zhou Heitu's spicy rabbit heads are on sale, and four of them only cost 15 yuan. For Song Ningyi, who values ​​rabbit heads more than his life, it's time to wait if he doesn't buy them now.

Spicy, delicious, mellow and mellow, with a firm texture lingering in the mouth, sucking——sucking——

The little hand on the wooden case groped for a long time, and suddenly grabbed a document, and a small round head popped out from under the wooden case, and the immature face was full of maturity that did not match its age.

The little hand slapped the table, and the thin eyebrows frowned:

"Song Ningyi, you are guilty!"

Song Ningyi: =_=?

Got it, this must be a social observation program, to observe the on-the-spot reactions of passers-by in the face of horrific scenes.

Song Ningyi clasped her hands together, her originally raised eyebrows drooped, and her small head was filled with big question marks:

"What crime did I... commit?"

"You cruelly devoured 23 rabbit heads in the past 1000 years, resulting in the cruel killing of more than [-] rabbits, you say! The rabbits are so cute, why do you eat them!"

Song Ningyi knelt down on the ground, her body was in "OTZ", and angrily beat the floor with a remorseful expression:

"Yeah, rabbits are so cute, why should I eat them!"

As soon as he raised his face, his brows and eyes were curved, and he smiled like a flower: "Because Bunny tempted me with its plump body, woo~"

The child was stunned.jpg, his eyes slowly widened, and he couldn't believe that there were such brazen people in the world!Even when he was about to die, he was still bragging here.

The scroll document was thrown down, and Gu Lulu rolled down to Song Ningyi's feet.

Just as Song Ningyi was about to pick it up to find out, the child above shouted angrily:

"Drag this pervert out for me, I don't want to see him again."

As soon as the words fell, two black figures jumped out of the dark corner, one on each side, holding Song Ningyi's arms and pulling him up from the ground.

Song Ningyi looked at the two "actors" with a bull's head and a horse's face, and casually pulled the mane of the horse's face, pulling it down hard, smiling cutely: "This mask is so realistic, give me a link, I want to buy it to scare you To scare my nephew..."

Ok?

Song Ningyi looked at the soft yellow hair on the palm of his hand and rubbed it.

This... seems to be true?

He turned his head stiffly—

On both sides of the overly long and wide skull are two shiny black eyes that are bigger than copper bells, and the big nostrils that don't look like humans are spraying hot air out.

The smell of the barn is so strong that it reaches the mouth area.

"Your Highness, I suggest that this person be sent directly to the [-]th floor of hell, and fried in a frying pan until both sides are golden." Ma suggested, stroking his bald half of his mane expressionlessly.

The child stroked his own Schrödinger's beard and thought for a while: "Just do as you say."

The bull's head and the horse's face got the order, and they used their hands vigorously.

Song Ningyi watched her toes leave the ground little by little.

No, no, no!It's just a social observation program, is it necessary to be so serious?

Song Ningyi was carried by the bull's head and horse face and galloped all the way to an elevator entrance. He pressed down on the negative eighteenth floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, he was pushed in mercilessly by two monsters.

In the elevator, Song Ningyi couldn't help but said: "Ma Bao Niu Bao, please save me and put me down, I also have the burden of being an idol."

Niu Bao Bao did not speak.

"Ding——" The elevator shook, and the door slowly opened——

Before stepping out, a heat wave hits the face, and the wide dark red hall is shrouded in thick smoke, and the pungent smell of oily smoke makes the throat and eyes hurt.

There are more than a dozen large pots set up in the hall, and the red oil in the pot keeps tumbling.

Song Ningyi: "You won't come for real!"

Niutou glanced at Song Ningyi, walked to a pot, adjusted the oil temperature to [-] degrees, and kept talking:

"You are also big-hearted. You have come here, and you thought you were joking?"

While talking, the elevator door opened again, and two masked men in black uniforms walked in with a man in a semi-conscious state, and then the two of them lifted him up together, and threw him into the nearest in a cauldron.

In an instant, the crackling sound of "stab la" resounded through the hall, interspersed with the scream of a man breaking a gong, but after only one cry, it was quickly buried in the scalding hot oil, gurgling, sinking to the bottom...

Song Ningyi finally remembered.

I bought the spicy rabbit head from Zhou Heitu's house and prepared to eat it at home, but because I couldn't help but open the packaging bag and smell the fragrance while waiting for the traffic light, a heavy truck with brake failure flew over from the side of the road at high speed.

Then people are gone.

Looking at the churning oil pan, Song Ningyi felt that she could save it again.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I apologize for my shameless behavior."

The bullhead and the horse looked at each other face to face, wondering why the unrepentant boy who was still there just now changed his temper so quickly.

Niutou pressed the wireless headset and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, this person has pleaded guilty, should he continue bombing or send him up."

From the earphone came the little Yama's childish voice: "Boom, but since he has pleaded guilty, let him grant one wish before the bomb."

Niu Tou hung up the phone and cleared his throat: "Your Highness said, since you have a good attitude in pleading guilty, I can grant you a wish before the bombing."

Song Ningyi hurriedly crossed his hands into fists, his big eyes rolled around:

"Then I hope I don't leave the frying pan."

"Impossible, change one."

"Gulu—" the stomach let out a ignorant cry.

After a while, he turned his head slowly, and looked pitifully at the bull's head with his big foggy eyes:

"Then...let me eat Kang Shuaifu one last time."

Niu Mabao was puzzled: "What is Kang Shuaifu?"

"Buckets, noodles, four yuan and fifty a barrel, you can find them in any convenience store."

****

Ten minutes later, Niubabao bought Kang Shuaifu Braised Beef Noodles from the world, plus two pieces of ham and an egg, and handed it to Song Ningyi:

"Eat quickly, eat and go on the road."

Open the lid of the noodle bucket, pour hot water, wait for 3 minutes, pour sterile eggs into the noodle, stir gently, the soft egg liquid will melt the noodles wrapped in tendons, slice the ham as thin as a cicada's wing, stir gently, The aroma floated out of the bowl and hovered above the main hall.

Niutauma swallowed expressionlessly.

Looking at this bowl of braised beef noodles, Song Ningyi couldn't help feeling emotional.

When I was in college, I was hurt by eating instant noodles, so that I felt like throwing up when I smelled instant noodles, especially the braised beef flavor.But now, the thing she wants to eat the most before she dies is instant noodles.

With tears in his eyes, he picked up a lump of noodles and slowly brought them to his mouth, thinking that he could delay for a while.

"Don't be silly, eat quickly!" The child raised his eyebrows and pointed at Song Ningyi angrily.

When it was over, he swallowed reflexively.

The child's staring eyes, if it weren't for the eye sockets blocking his eyeballs, would stick into the instant noodles.

Song Ningyi pushed the instant noodles in front of the child: "Have a bite?"

The child glanced at him, put his hands behind his back like a little adult, turned his head away, and snorted coldly:

"It's ridiculous, how could His Highness be interested in such a thing of oral desire in the world."

After finishing speaking, he quietly glanced at the instant noodles, and immediately looked back.

Glancing quietly again, the eyeballs rolled around twice and then retracted.

Song Ningyi picked up the instant noodles, blew on them intimately, brought them to the child's mouth, and raised her head: "Taste it."

"take away."

Song Ningyi lost her patience and directly poked the instant noodles into the child's mouth.

Child: "Well, your Buddha..."

The small mouth was stuffed to the brim with instant noodles, and the cheeks bulged into two little balls, after chewing...then the small mouth babbled like a perpetual motion machine.

"It's mere human food... Hurry up and report it!"

"Instant noodles, you haven't eaten them before."

The child looked longingly at the instant noodles and shook his head: "I know there is food in the world, but I have never eaten it."

The child leaned over with his oily mouth: "Give me another bite."

He pushed the instant noodles to the side: "No more, there are so many sticks in total, I'm going to put them in the frying pan and grab them from me."

Song Ningyi hugged the instant noodle bucket, forked a lump of instant noodles as if to stuff it into her mouth.

The chewy noodles are wrapped in slightly sweet egg liquid, and the flavor of the ingredients is preserved to the greatest extent for just 3 minutes. The rich soup base exudes steam, permeating the entire hall.

The bull head and horse face swallowed again.

"Please, just one bite, even a single one, ah—" the child opened his mouth very consciously.

Song Ningyi pretended to be embarrassed, looked at it, sighed, and put the instant noodles into the child's mouth.

"Suck and suck—" the child chewed on the instant noodles, and said again, "Give me another one."

"No more!"

"Please, please, please!" The child simply acted like a rogue, jumping and jumping while hugging Song Ningyi's neck, "Give me a bite, and I won't blow you up."

"A single instant noodle can easily take your life back?"

The child nodded like a pest: "Yes, I have no dignity."

Song Ningyi squinted at the plaque behind the child: "Great character?"

Child: "Go to his grandma's high morals!"

Opening his bloody mouth wide, the child bit down on the instant noodles on the fork.

Niutou looked at it for a long time, then quietly leaned into Mamian's ear: "Why don't we go buy a bucket too?"

just turn around...

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall of the underworld were covered with grotesque faces, trying to stick their tongues out ten meters away and roll them over the human weapon that aroused strong appetite.

****

After eating and drinking enough, the child touched his chubby belly and Ge You slumped on the chair, narrowing his eyes happily, with a contented expression on his face.

"Ah, let me introduce you formally. I am the highest executive officer of the Underworld, which is commonly known as Lord Hades."

Song Ningyi looked at the child's immature face: "Yan Wang... Lord?"

"Don't look at me like this. I'm over 500 years old this year. It's just that Pluto came to visit the underworld recently. He hates people who look better than him, so we all turned into prototypes."

The bull head and horse face nodded hurriedly.

"I'm not bragging to you, we're a boy group with average looks in hell."

Song Ningyi: This...you are right.

"However, Song Ningyi, I have seen a new type of business opportunity. Would you like to debut with us at position C?"

Song Ningyi: "Do you want to be a boy group? DFboys"

"Not really." Little Hades rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Recently, several longevity villages have appeared in the world, and the business here in the underworld is really sluggish, so what do you think, how about opening a human gourmet restaurant?"

Song Ningyi didn't think so.

"You don't need to eat in the underworld, and you haven't tasted the food. Because you haven't seen it, you have no idea. Even if you open a store, you can only attract a few ghosts who have eaten Kang Shuaifu. In the end, it's still closed."

Little Hades nodded: "There is no other way, the underworld doesn't need worthless ghosts, bull-headed horse noodles, is the oil pan hot?"

Song Ningyi pretended to be calm on the surface, but actually panicked inside: "Don't be busy, I have a way to make a lot of money, which is definitely more useful than opening a shop."

"Let's listen, Niutou, don't stop the oil pan."

"Have you seen the live broadcast?"

Little Hades: "Who do you look down on, don't look at the underworld, information technology is very advanced."

Song Ningyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Coincidentally, I was doing live broadcasting when I was in the world, and I don't have millions of fans. First of all, you have to expand the concept of food to the whole hell, and use food to capture the hearts of ghosts." It is possible to move on to the next step.”

"Bang" sound.

As soon as the voice fell, a mobile phone hit him head-on.

"There is a Sanzhi live app inside, open it, and register an account quickly."

Song Ningyi turned on her phone, and sure enough, she saw a live app with an orchid icon.

"Every night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] is your live broadcast time. The content of the live broadcast is to cook, eat and bring goods. I will buy a lot of ingredients from the world. You send me the ingredients you need every day. The minimum salary is [-], and you will be rewarded. If you take [-]%, the basic salary of fans will rise from [-] to [-], what do you think?"

"I don't think so. I used to have the highest monthly income of one million yuan, and the advertising fee alone made double that. Four thousand? Low."

Yan Wang's younger brother tapped his knees with his little hands, closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then opened his eyes to look at the bull's head and horse's face:

"Let's adjust the oil temperature to [-] degrees."

Song Ningyi: "Four thousand is fine, I am very satisfied T_T"

Brother Yan Wang took out a blank piece of paper from under the wooden case, brushed it with a brush, and then threw the paper to Song Ningyi: "I signed this contract, and the trial broadcast will start tonight."

Humiliatedly signing this contract, Song Ningyi fell into the claws of the evil capital boss again before she even got used to the life of transforming from a human into a ghost.

In addition, Yan Wang's younger brother gave him a set of... single apartment with great pride, installed the equipment, and did not forget to grab Song Ningyi to suck blood again before leaving:

"The rent is [-] per month, and the water and electricity property will take care of itself."

Song Ningyi was lying on the bed, with nothing to do, he turned on the Sanzhi live broadcast casually, looking at it casually when he was extremely bored.

The content of the live broadcast here is very simple, most of them are singing and dancing, especially the dead faces of the employees of the underworld, which made Song Ningyi's san value drop below negative in an instant.

The top three of the live broadcast popularity rankings occupy the homepage of the platform in an unsightly manner. The head portrait of the first list is quite elegant. It is a silver Siberian cat with a big fluffy tail. The lantern on the ceiling looks cold and cute.

Forget it, it’s boring anyway, click in and have a look.

Live loading——

Entering the live broadcast room, the screen looked like a corner of the room. There were a few flower-carved candle lamps on the long white table. The warm and tired light flickered, casting a huge black shadow on the wall.

The camera only hits a little bit in front of the table, and this position happens to see a pair of hands.

Fair and slender hands with well-defined joints and delicate luster.

A platinum bone ring was worn on the knuckle of the index finger of his left hand, which set off his very clean hand.

Song Ningyi is a hand controler, and when she sees a beautiful hand, she will think about it, looking forward to the day when such a beautiful hand can enter her body and take herself to heaven.

The owner of the hand was writing something at the desk, and his body seemed to move slightly. A strand of long, lustrous dark silver hair scratched the camera, and disappeared within a few seconds.

[Jiang Feng Yuhuo]: "Oh, oh, oh, I see the hair is messed up! Suck it!"

[The world is not worth it]: "Play with the year."

[A ball of tissues]: "Send out a space station."

Song Ningyi felt drowsy watching the live broadcast room, which was so quiet that a needle could be heard dropped.

Before closing his eyes, he took one last look at the name of the number one.

Chu Qiao.

Hmm... the name sounds good too.

The author has something to say: Pre-received article: "The Nightmare Will Be Shown [Unlimited]"

Copywriter:

Ren Qianlin never thought that he would die on the wheel.

He thought his life would end here, but he suddenly found a few more cards with various characters drawn in front of him.

A voice told him to choose one of these god cards.

Ren Qianlin: "Never hesitate, choose whoever is beautiful, it doesn't matter if you are named evil god."

After waking up again, Ren Qianlin found that everything around him had changed, and human beings had become the bottom of this society that could be enslaved and slaughtered wantonly.

The dark end of the human-pig hybrid;

A mental hospital infested with monsters;

The dark tomb under the sea;

An unspeakable horror...

Ren Qianlin regrets it very much now: "I should have chosen the one named Eros."

A certain god: "Eros resigned yesterday, and I will replace him in the future."

When his teammate was chased by the monster NPC and screamed again and again, Ren Qianlin fell on the bed and panted again and again——

The air is shaking and cold, God is unfair, I opened the door for someone and left the window, what should I do if I want to kill God, wait online, urgent.

Pre-received article 2 "Your Highness":

On the day His Highness was born, he became the favorite of the Lord God.

Take him toddler, teach him the most beautiful words in the world, and build him the Bliss Flower Palace, hoping that he will inherit all the good things and live under the protection of his wings forever.

His Highness often heard the Lord God say when he was very young:

"Don't step half a step away from the Flower Palace, it's very dangerous outside."

But on the day when His Highness became an adult, he sneaked out of the Palace of Blissful Flowers in pursuit of a little white rabbit.

Accidentally, he broke into a turbulent place.

Unlike the Flower Palace, which is full of flowers and soft clouds, here there is only endless thick fog and a gray-blue sky, and...

A monster whose skin was swollen and swollen by iron chains exuding black air all over its body.

But why does the monster look exactly like the main god?

But he looks so pitiful, can you kiss his wound and heal him?

The monster has been imprisoned in this place for more than a hundred years. He thought this was his final destination, but he saw the little hand reaching out to him:

White and delicate.

Then His Highness disappeared.

Disappeared with him, and the "monster" in the prison.