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

Just as she got on the flying bus bound for the underworld, the phone rang twice. Song Ningyi picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Chu Qiao:

"Are you in the car?"

Song Ningyi: "It's up."

Chu Qiao: "Pay attention to safety, if any young and handsome kid strikes up a conversation with you, please think of me who is far away from my hometown."

Looking at this text message with a little sadness revealed between the lines, Song Ningyi couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Coincidentally, the man sitting next to him was the same uncle I met in the car when I went to the underworld to submit "1 advantages". fear.

Song Ningyi finally realized what it means to be true.

He leaned in, trying to keep a distance from the uncle.

The bus rose slowly, crossed the vast and winding Santu River, and drove towards the endless darkness ahead.

It's not the first time, Song Ningyi is not afraid at all, she is still organizing her apology to Pluto in her head, so by the way, she asks why that Black person turned into Chu Qiao in the live broadcast.

Could it be that!In fact, Pluto never forgot about Chu Qiao!Started a vulgar stand-in? !

Song Ningyi was taken aback by her own thought.

He quickly patted his face to try to wake up, and cheered himself up in his heart.

The uncle with a face like a white flour pocket at the side glanced at him, took out his phone silently and sent a message:

[There was something strange, he slapped himself twice. 】

"The underworld has arrived, the underworld has arrived--" the sweet female voice resounded impressively.

Song Ningyi propped up his drowsy head, wiped the corners of his mouth, hugged his backpack and hurriedly got out of the car with the group of ghosts.

The bag contained the glutinous rice dumpling that he made by himself last night. It was soft and sweet, and one could smell the sweet scent through the bag.

Most of the ghosts shifted their direction urgently in front of the gate of the underworld. In front of the wide and huge gate, two huge Shura monsters paced back and forth slowly. When they saw Song Ningyi, they leaned over and came over. The face is even more sinister and hideous.

Song Ningyi held her heart and gasped, no matter how many times she watched it, she still felt shocking.

Shura opened the door, and Song Ningyi trotted all the way to escape from this ominous place, and in sight, he saw the majestic, magnificent and luxurious Hades Hall.

In the towering hall, Song Ningyi's figure looked weak, helpless and pitiful.

There was no ghost in the hall, only the caged crow was screaming non-stop with a broken gong.

As if he heard the crowing of a crow, a clear figure slowly walked out from behind the flannel red curtain.

Song Ningyi remembered that when she attended the Pluto's birthday banquet last time, she secretly rated the underworld as the beauty basin in her heart, and was in charge of the whole banquet. Not to mention the good-looking ones, there were not a few who could escape the word "ugly", so this The next time, he didn't have any hope at all.

What's more, he looked down upon such a beautiful woman in the family even more on the outside.

But after the ghost boy came out, Song Ningyi's eyes still couldn't help but brighten up.

The visitor's clothes fluttered as if he had a fairy spirit, and the whole hall was filled with brilliance when he stopped there.

It's just that the eyes are not very good, and the attitude is not good:

"Who told you to trespass into the hall of the Hades?"

Song Ningyi was surprised, and plausibly said: "The door is open, and I came in."

The ghost raised his beautiful eyes, his eyes were full of disdain, and he looked at the backpack in Song Ningyi's arms, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth:

"What's in the bag."

Song Ningyi didn't want to talk to him: "I'm here to see Pluto, I have something to talk to him about."

The ghost sneered and said: "A black household who escaped by chance, turning a blind eye to you is already the greatest kindness, and still wants to see Hades?"

"Pay attention to the wording, don't think that everyone cares about your ID card from the underworld."

The ghost walked over in three steps and two steps, forcibly pulled out the backpack from Song Ningyi's arms, and weighed it twice.

Then he raised his hand, and the backpack flew far away in an instant.

"Get out with your dirty thing, Hades won't see you."

Song Ningyi: "Who are you?"

"Is it related to you?"

Song Ningyi: "Are you the King of Pluto? Isn't it because you are bragging here that you can catch you?"

Gui Zai's gaze was like a torch, as if he wanted to shoot a big hole in Song Ningyi's body.

Song Ningyi picked up her backpack and patted it on: "Don't meddle if it's none of your business."

Just after saying this, when he habitually looked at the ghost, he found that he suddenly lowered his head in panic, and then stepped aside.

There was a sound of rhythmic footsteps, and her slender and graceful feet stepped across the black air.

"Your Highness." Gui Zai lowered his brows, in stark contrast to Cai Cai's arrogance.

Good guy, this noise really led Pluto out of the hole.

Thinking of the saying "If you see the face of Hades, something bad will happen" that was widely circulated in the underworld, Song Ningyi quickly lowered her head, her eyes following those beautiful feet.

"Pluto, do you remember me, I gave you wagashi on your birthday before."

Pluto raised his hand and waved it, signaling that the arrogant kneeling should do what he should do.

"But, Your Highness..." Gui Zai seemed to want to say something else.

Pluto coughed lightly, with a hint of warning in his tone.

"Understood." Guizai sighed, his eyes like sharp knives gouged out towards Song Ningyi.

"Master Pluto, actually I'm here this time..."

"How are you doing?"

Song Ningyi originally wanted to pre-emptively admit her mistakes so that she could get a lighter sentence, but in the middle of speaking, she was interrupted by Pluto saying "How are you doing?"

"Uh... It's bad." Song Ningyi replied honestly.

"By the way, this is the glutinous rice dumpling that I specially made for you. It is more suitable for you who are old and have bad teeth... No, it is suitable for you who like to eat soft rice... Not." Song Ningyi has always been clever , but in front of this big boss, his mouth seemed to be controlled by others, and he opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

On the throne, Pluto chuckled.

"If you don't have anything to do, don't go to the Three Treasures Palace. If you have something to do with me." It's not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

Song Ningyi hugged her schoolbag and nodded obediently: "I came here for the live broadcast PK with Black, I know that I didn't think carefully enough, and I refuted his face in public, and it also made you unable to get off the stage, so today I'm here Apologetic."

"Are you happy with Chu Qiao?" Inexplicably, Pluto ignored the PK issue and asked Chu Qiao instead.

Song Ningyi's heart suddenly overturned the jar of vinegar, and the sour smell filled the air.

Just to put it bluntly, Pluto never forgets Chu Qiao, face or something is not important at all, it is his little heart-warming Chu Qiao who opens and closes his mouth.

"Happy." Song Ningyi did not hesitate.

"Even if he lied to you, aren't you upset?"

Thinking of the cold and arrogant kitten with its teeth and claws, and thinking of Chu Qiaoqiao who obeyed her orders, Song Ningyi smiled: "It's true that he lied to me, but I believe he has his own reasons. In the past, looking forward is the sea and the sky."

In fact, the implication of this sentence is obvious:

Chu Qiao has already obeyed me!Don't miss him any more!Hurry up and find someone who is similar and take it easy, don't disturb me and Qiaoqiao's love and happiness!

Pluto rested his chin with one hand, and touched his cheek with his thin white fingertips.

"follow me."

It's another sentence that doesn't match the horse's mouth. Pluto doesn't seem to care what he said at all, but just like others said, he is very willful and does what he thinks of.

Song Ningyi beat a small drum in his heart.

Could it be that he wants to deny his account, find a place where no one is around, kill himself and bury him, and then continue to forcibly imprison Qiaoqiao by his side in an attempt to force him to submit.

Suddenly burst into mind:

Mei Renqiao was imprisoned in Hades' palace, depressed all day long, stroking the cat ID card that she made for him with trembling fingers, thinking about others when seeing things, deeply in love, tears streaming down her face.

"Do you need me to send eight sedan chairs to invite you to leave?"

Pluto walked a few meters away, and when he turned around, he saw Song Ningyi still standing there in a daze, with a struggling expression.

Song Ningyi regained consciousness, held her schoolbag vigilantly, and followed Pluto's footsteps to catch up.

Only in front of his back, Song Ningyi dared to look up at him a little bit.

He has a slender waist and a tall stature. At first glance, he looks somewhat similar to Chu Qiao's back.

Walking through the resplendent and resplendent hall of Hades, there is a gate with red lacquer and copper ring. As soon as Hades approached him, the gate opened automatically——

In front of my eyes, there is endless blackness, and I can't see the end at a glance.

Pluto just stepped in with one foot, but didn't hear the footsteps behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Song Ningyi froze in place again.

"Are you scared?"

Song Ningyi came back to her senses, knowing that Pluto had turned her head back, she consciously lowered her head not to look at his face.

"Want to take me...where?" I felt uneasy, but I still wanted to ask clearly.

"You'll know when you come."

But Pluto didn't give him a definite answer, as if he was determined to sell Guan Zi to the end.

The author has something to say: I'm not very good at writing emotional dramas, it's so difficult to write emotional scenes ==