In love with the ghost king

Meng Jing stared at Chu Sheng with great interest. The latter's scalp was numb, but he continued: "She is a peasant girl, and she absolutely doesn't understand these ways of cultivating immortals. It should all be revenge."

"Finally embarked on the road of becoming a ghost, and wanted to become a ghost fairy through this, maybe...bewitched by something?"

Because among the reasons for becoming a ghost, there is a very special type of ghost, that is, the immortal cultivators in the world. They practiced hard all their lives, but they failed to reach the state of ascension when they died. Naturally, such people are unwilling effort wasted.

Therefore, they are deeply obsessed, resenting God for not knowing talents, so they are willing to degenerate, no longer obsessed with entering the fairy world, but cultivate as ghost immortals in the human world, which can be regarded as immortality.

People like Tao San... really have no reason to become a ghost fairy.

Meng Jing unfolded the "Believe but not regret" fan again, and said leisurely: "I don't know, when I came back, I only saw you lying on the bed."

Chu Sheng said: "I clearly..."

"Obviously what?" Meng Jing looked at him, a little closer, and Chu Sheng was at a loss for words.

He obviously went out yesterday, and... also encountered a strange vision, but, after all, the one in front of him was a wild ghost king, so should he openly discuss anything with him?

Not right, very wrong.

Chu Sheng swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"You...will you give Tao San to me?" Chu Sheng asked cautiously. After all, Tao San is also a wild ghost. Even if he deceived him, he would still be Meng Jing's ghost. His subordinates can't help but justify...

"Ah Sheng wants her?" There was a playful look on the corner of Meng Jing's mouth.

Chu Sheng was very embarrassed at this time, and felt more and more that it was so difficult to make money, so he still bit the bullet and replied: "Well, send... send her back to the underworld, and see how the King of Hades decides."

"Ah Sheng, if you want, I will give it." Meng Jing said, dropped the Qiankun bag in his hand, got up and said, "I still have something to do, so let's go first."

Chu Sheng didn't expect Meng Jing to be so straightforward, he was stunned for a moment, and without thinking, he said, "Are you leaving now?"

Meng Jing turned his head back: "That's right, the Wild Ghost King also has to take care of everything."

After that, he walked away.

It wasn't until Meng Jing walked out of the door that Chu Sheng realized that he...has been staying with a wild ghost king worth a hundred and eight thousand luck these days?

The walking purse...although it can't be exchanged yet...it's good to have a look...

That is, the Wild Ghost King doesn't seem to have a good mind... How can he establish his prestige by sending his subordinates out like this?

He began to worry about Meng Jing.

At this moment, Ah Da came in and said to Chu Sheng: "Master Dao, that young master just ordered to prepare lunch for you, please Master Dao come with me."

Before I knew it, it was already noon.

Chu Sheng felt ashamed in his heart. Although Mrs. Li deserved what she deserved, she was the one who asked herself to catch ghosts. In the end, she still died in Huangquan.

"No, no." Chu Sheng waved his hand, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Ah Da seemed to be puzzled, and said: "The young master who just left said that he must entertain the Taoist priest well."

He looked at Chu Sheng, as if he understood something, so he came closer and said in a low voice, "Don't blame yourself for the Taoist leader, the member and his wife treat the servants badly, we have already complained quite a bit, and now the young master is in charge of Li. Home, it’s too late for us to be happy.”

"Besides, the people killed by that female ghost were also those who oppressed us. Speaking of which, it did a good deed..." Ada touched his head in embarrassment when he said this, "How about, I can't take over either."

He was embarrassed to say that, after all, he said that right away as soon as the deceased left. Chu Sheng thought in his heart: I really didn't realize that Ah Da was so frank when I was on the street.

But he still rejected Ah Da's request, because compared to his own stomach, he still wanted to make money quickly.

So he took the universe bag sent by Meng Jing and left Li's house.

It was only when he was walking on the street that he remembered that there was one more important thing.

That is, because he is not a fairy official, he does not have the ability to walk directly in the three realms, so he cannot go directly to the underworld, but the underworld also prepares entrances for the priests, and almost every boundary will have a teleportation point, connecting the underworld and the world , the world and the fairy world.

It's called "transmission array".

Chu Sheng remembered that the teleportation array here is still a long way from here, and it was hard for him to get here from there. Before dark, it is impossible to go back—yes, priests can’t use spells in the world at will method to satisfy one's purpose.

There is no other way, just bite the bullet and go.

Time passed quickly, and it was evening in the blink of an eye.There are not as many people on the long street as in the daytime. Chu Sheng sighed: This world is so big, it’s really tiring to walk...why didn’t you notice it when you came here...

He was going to find a ruined temple to deal with at will today, and continue on his way tomorrow. He touched his pockets. Fortunately, there were still steamed buns, so he wouldn't be hungry tonight.

"Where are you going, Ah Sheng?"

Hearing this, Chu Sheng actually had an imperceptible joy across his heart.

"Your Excellency Ghost King, why are you here?" Chu Sheng hid the hand that touched the bun just behind his back, quite embarrassed.

He didn't know why, every time he saw Meng Jing, he seemed to have many inexplicable emotions.

"I just dealt with some things. It just so happened that I met you here. It's fate." Meng Jing smiled and approached Chu Sheng, "What did Ah Sheng touch just now?"

"No...it's nothing." Chu Sheng waved his hands, but said in his heart: You shouldn't throw away my only bun again, right?

Fortunately, Meng Jing didn't continue to ask, but changed the subject: "Does Asheng have a place to stay tonight?"

Chu Sheng replied: "Yes."

Meng Jingdao: "Oh? I don't have one. I wonder if Ah Sheng can take me in for a while?"

Chu Sheng raised his forehead: "...OK."

"It's not bad here." Meng Jing expressed his sincere admiration for the ruined temple of Fate Xingjun in the wild that Chu Sheng found, "Looking at it like this, the incense has probably been cut off for a few years."

For a while, Chu Sheng couldn't tell whether the ghost king in front of him was saying that the incense of Fate Xingjun was ruined, or he was laughing at himself for swollen face to pretend to be fat.

"Then... right here." Chu Sheng said helplessly.

"I'm hungry." Meng Jing swept the dust on the floor and sat down.