The group pet, Little Hades, is pregnant with a cub

Coming out of the spiritual energy pool, Meng Po led the little Hades to continue to know other institutions of the Yan Mansion, while Yan Wang Ling kept asking questions all the way, even ignoring that Meng Po was still beside him, talking faster than a machine gun.

[Are you really an adult? ]

[No way, how did you become an adult? ]

[How did you become an adult? ]

"..." Yan Mo's ears were itchy, and he replied while being puzzled, "It's just... just like that, isn't it human beings who grow up to be adults?"

[But...] Yan Wangling suddenly hesitated to speak, [Could it be that you haven't awakened? ]

"What awakening?"

[…] Yan Wang Ling’s tone was a bit veiled, [it’s… it’s uh… suddenly wanted to carry out a…human’s…primitive…reproductive behavior…do you know what I mean? ]

"???" Yan Mo was confused, "Huh?"

Yan Wangling looked at him like this and sighed: [Okay, it should be unawakened. Sure enough, the dark demons who are not of pure blood will have this risk, and they are all adults and have not awakened. ]

What it said was as if some kind of animal became impure and lost some genes because of hybridization, so Yan Mo couldn't help pinching the hammer twice: "Why are you so rude."

[I am worried about you,] Yan Wang Ling said, [I am afraid that one day you will be careless, and you will be chased away by someone else's golden pig. ]

"..." Yan Mo ignored it, and followed Granny Meng wholeheartedly around the entire Hell Mansion. However, when Granny Meng proposed to take him to hell, Yan Mo still politely said that he would go back first. Another chance.

Yan Mo didn't go back to his room, but first went to the trial hall, which was his office in name.

The trial hall is surrounded by pitch-black walls. There are countless tall shelves beside the walls, and there is a mechanism behind one of the shelves. Just a slight push will reveal a brand new place, which is Yan Mo's private office.

The private office is very warmly furnished. The overall color is mainly light white. There are large sofas, adjustable long tables, and some beautiful and elegant furnishings. Yan Mo sits in front of the table and takes out his phone to look at it. The WIFI signal is still on. Very good, he opened the account of the supernatural contribution Bot, and looked at the latest submission.

Yan Wangling was very disgusted: [Why are you still entangled with these brats? ]

"I'm not even good at fighting brats yet," Yan Mo said in a low voice, "I need to improve my actual combat ability first."

Flipping through it, he saw a post with a lot of comments.

[Lingling, contribute a ghost story in the mountainous area. My home is on the side of Cangya Mountain. Recently, a white-haired grandmother always appears in the mountain, standing motionless by the side of the road. It is very scary. Many villagers who walk at night have seen it. That old grandma will still stare at you and smile! 】

In the comments below, there are actually many locals echoing.

Eraser: This story has spread among us. Just in front of Cangya Mountain, I met a friend who was fishing at night. He was so scared that he came back with a fever for three days and never went fishing again.

Lu Lu: I am a local, and I testify that this is not a ghost story, it is true!

Zhiyu: My God!My cousin goes to Cangyashan Elementary School and has to pass a mountain road every day. That old lady seems to be on that mountain road. I am so worried about her!It is said that now she goes to school with two adults.

"Look!" Yan Mo immediately pointed to this message, "The mountain is haunted, it's inconvenient for the children who go to school there, and Cangya Mountain is not far from us, so it doesn't take much trouble to go there."

Yan Wangling said lazily: [As you like. ]

Yan Mo then created an account, and privately messaged this supernatural contribution bot: [Hello, I saw the Cangya Mountain post you posted, do you have more specific information?For example, the appearance, identity, and age of the old lady? 】

The supernatural submission Bot seemed to be online, and within 10 minutes he replied: [Yes, yes, but you? 】

Yan Mo didn't rush: [It's like this, I know an expert who is a little interested in this matter, and wants to go there in person to see if he can help solve it. 】

The supernatural submission Bot replied very quickly this time: [Really?Oh my god, it's so ridiculous, my account can still be followed by experts!Hold on, I'll send you the details right away. 】

Yan Mo soon received a bunch of messages, all of which were contributions from an old lady in the mountainous area. One of them said that this old lady was very similar to a recently passed away old lady in a nearby village. Yan Mo searched according to the address he gave, and found A recently deceased grandmother, named Song Meihua, has been dead for half a month, and her soul has not yet returned to the Mansion of Hell.

After matching up the two messages, Yan Mo felt relieved: "It really is a ghost that hasn't come back from the Yan Mansion, so it's easy to handle."

At this time, the supernatural contribution Bot quietly sent another sentence: [Curiosity question, what kind of expert is this? 】

Yan Mo thought for a while, typed carefully for a long time, and replied: 【Tall and handsome. 】

[? ] Yan Wang Ling didn't want to move until he saw Yan Mo's reply, which flashed for a moment, [The queen who sells melons will lose her job on the spot when she sees you. ]

Yan Mo happily started to pack his luggage, carried his backpack, took the Rakshasa umbrella, and planned to call a bus to go to Cangya Mountain immediately, and if all goes well, he might be able to come back at night.

[Are you sure you want to go out in this outfit? ] Yan Wang Ling reminded, [Your clothes look normal in the Hell Mansion, but in the world...]

Yan Mo looked down at himself in a blue-gray robe, and blinked: "Actually... there are many people in the world who wear this kind of clothes."

Yan Mo tugged at his sleeves, straightened his clothes, and took a deep breath. For some reason, wearing these clothes, he felt inexplicably confident, as if he was really a battle-hardened King of Hades.

The procedure for calling the bus is very simple. Yan Mo only needs to say hello to the judge, and the bus from Yan Mansion has already arrived at the gate of Yan Mansion. Yan Mo first glanced at the posture seat, confirming that the driver Guichai looks like an ordinary man this time. After the same person, he sat in the back seat with confidence.

Then he discovered that this ghost...has no legs? !

"...Excuse me, I want to ask," Yan Mo gasped after watching the car start, "How do you step on the brakes?"

"Oh, this is a custom-made vehicle for the disabled," the driver said in very standard Mandarin, "The accelerator and brake are all done by hand, and the brake will be braked as soon as the hand is pressed."

Yan Mo nodded, and then heard the driver's next sentence: "But I drive fast and usually don't brake—this is why I came to Yan's Mansion, haha!"

"..."

Yan Mo sat in shock all the way. When he arrived at the destination half an hour later, he felt a little weak when he got off the car. The ghost driver enthusiastically said that he was waiting for him at the foot of the mountain, and Yan Mo smiled at him stiffly. Farewell, and then quickly walked up Cangya Mountain.

It was still in the afternoon, Cangya Mountain looked lush and lush, and the scenery was very good. While admiring the scenery along the way, Yan Mo walked to Cangxi Village according to his destination, wanting to go directly to see Song Meihua's home.

But what surprised him was that Song Meihua's house was empty. There was no one and no furniture. Even the door lock was broken, and it could be opened with a light push.

Yan Mo stepped lightly, walked into the room slowly, and saw a small square table directly opposite the door. On the table was a censer full of copper rust. There were some rotten apples and oranges on both sides. Black and white photo.

The photo was probably taken of Song Meihua when she was young, with two braids, big eyes, and a sweet smile. Yan Mo stared at the photo for a while, but suddenly felt a little dizzy.

[Did you feel it? ] Yan Wangling suddenly said, [Her spirit body is nearby. ]

Yan Mo rubbed his forehead, blinked, and said, "Why is there no one at home?"

[Song Meihua has only one daughter, she and her husband have gone out to work, and there is a seven-year-old granddaughter at home who is going to school, it seems that school is about to end...] Yan Wangling paused, [No wonder the breath of the spirit body is getting stronger and stronger. The thicker - she's following her granddaughter. ]

Yan Mo hurriedly walked out of Song Meihua's house, looked out along the long mountain road, concentrated all his perception in his eyes, and finally saw a little girl walking home with a schoolbag in the distance, that girl was very thin, She looks only five or six years old, probably because she hasn't received good nutritional supplements for a long time. Her legs are very thin, and it seems that the schoolbag on her back is bigger than half of her.

Right next to the girl, Yan Mo noticed with sharp eyes a crooked figure following the girl not too far away. Yan Mo watched for a few seconds and commented: "Her spiritual power is very low."

[I told you earlier, you don’t need to fight this kind of wandering spirit yourself, it will dissipate by yourself in a year or two. ]

The little girl was almost at the door of the house, Yan Mo avoided it for a while, and only came out again after the little girl walked in the door.

Song Meihua was about to follow her granddaughter into the room, when she suddenly sensed an unusual aura, subconsciously looked back, and saw a young man wearing a long robe with an air of dust standing by the side of the room.

The boy's aura was not terrible, but he had a black jade plaque hanging around his waist. Just looking at the jade plaque, Song Meihua's legs trembled, and immediately her knees trembled, and she knelt down heavily.

"Master Ghost!"

Yan Mo was taken aback. He hurriedly stepped forward to help the old lady up, but Song Meihua had already kowtowed heavily: "Master Ghost Messenger, please don't take me away!"

"I know I shouldn't stay here, but I'm really worried!"

As she spoke, she already shed tears and looked into the house tremblingly: "My baby has to walk a mountain road to go to school. The road is four kilometers long. I used to accompany her to and from school all the time. Now that I'm gone, no one with her."

Yan Mo fell silent, first he helped Song Meihua up, then turned his head to look inside the room, through the somewhat yellowish glass, he saw the girl eating a small piece of tomato slowly, opening her schoolbag while eating, as if she was about to cook Operation.

Yan Mo turned back to look at Song Meihua again: "But it's not an option for you to stay here like this, your spiritual power is too low and it will slowly dissipate."

Song Meihua wiped away her tears and begged in a low voice: "Just one year, give me another year, and my baby will go to school in the county in one year."

"Master Ghost Messenger, please do me a favor. When I get to the underworld, I will treat you like a cow or a horse, and I have the right to repay you!"

Yan Mo hesitated a little, his eyes shifted to the long mountain road when the old and the young came, Yan Wangling said "tsk": [I told you not to let you come, but you have to come, you are soft-hearted, and you will not beg me if you ask twice After taking away the soul, I still have to suffer here. ]

Yan Mo replied in a low voice: "But that little girl looks really pitiful. There are four kilometers of mountain roads, and there are wild beasts on this mountain. With the old lady here, she can be safer."

Yan Wangling groaned twice, and ignored him, Yan Mo thought for a while, raised the Rakshasa umbrella, and tapped the old grandmother's forehead: "Okay, I will give you another year, and after one year, you must return to the Hades. "

Song Meihua looked at him incredulously, then knelt down abruptly: "Thank you, Lord Yama! Thank you, old man!"

……

On the way back, Yan Wangling talked to Yan Mo all the way: [It's fine if you don't care about her, why give her some of your spiritual power, are you very powerful?How much spiritual power do you have?Can you afford this? ? ? ]

"..." Yan Mo knew he was wrong, so he didn't refute much, "I'm just worried that she won't be able to last a year if she goes on like this, and I didn't give much, just a little..."

[Is your little bit called a little bit! ] Yan Wang Ling's voice became louder, [She can immediately understand that you are the king of Hades, at least it made her rise from a wandering soul to a little devil immediately! ]

"Oh, I see, don't talk about it," Yan Mo rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, "We're going back."

……

After returning to the Yan Mansion, Yan Mo began to look through the soul management system of the Yan Mansion, circled the unreasonable places in it, and planned to go back to the judge to discuss it. At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the office.

Yan Mo didn't look up: "Please come in."

Then the door was slowly pushed open, and a strange voice said: "Master Yan, there are some documents that I need you to look at."

Yan Mo was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, his pupils constricted instantly: the person who came in was a ghost messenger he had never seen before, holding a few stacks of documents in his hands, with only half of his head on his neck, and he could vaguely see the outline of his mouth. Yan Mo smiled.

"..."

Seeing that Yan Mo ignored him, the ghost messenger asked doubtfully, "Master Yan?"

Yan Mo swallowed slowly, his voice trembling: "I see...you...put it down first..."

The ghost almost nodded, and the half of his head fell precariously towards Yan Mo's direction. The ghost hurriedly stretched out a hand to straighten it up, walked to Yan Mo's desk, put the documents away, and arranged them neatly, and then Turning around to leave, Yan Mo looked at him silently the whole time, until he left the room, he slowly leaned back on the seat and relaxed, feeling a lot of cold sweat accumulated on his back.

"..." Yan Mo took Yan Wang Ling from his waist and squeezed it into his palm, and stabilized his heartbeat, "It's too scary."

[Isn't it normal for the ghost chief of Yan's mansion to be like this? ] Hades Ling is a little puzzled, [You may just see less. ]

"...I don't really want to see more," Yan Mo took a deep breath, and said firmly, "I can't go on like this."

……

In the early morning of the second day, the trial hall was crowded with people, all of whom were the management of the Hades.

Yan Mo moved a chair and sat in the middle. First, he tried his best to turn his eyes back from the faces of the ghosts who looked a little awkward, and then looked at the judge and black and white impermanence in front of him, and said, "I called everyone to a meeting today, is it right?" I want to discuss a few things."

He laid out several booklets in his hand one by one: "The first is the management system of the souls of the Yan Mansion. The old method of collecting souls is too inefficient and almost relies on black and white impermanence. The government lost contact."

Hei Wuchang nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, our workload is too great, there are so many dead people every day, how can we collect them all!"

Bai Wuchang sat upright, and said, "In fact, the heavy workload is not the main problem. The world is in turmoil recently, especially after the establishment of the New Three Realms, and the spiritual power is disordered. We really need a new way of working."

"Well, the second thing is the management system of the Yan Mansion," Yan Mo said, "The latest management system was formulated 300 years ago, and many of the contents are not suitable anymore and need to be updated."

"I agree with that," the judge nodded, "and some sentencing methods in hell are too old."

Everyone agreed one after another, and at the same time looked at Yan Mo approvingly. Unexpectedly, the new little Yama had only been here for a few days, and he had already made up his mind to rectify it.

"The third point is also very important and requires immediate rectification."

After Yan Mo finished speaking, all the people present looked up at him, as if they were very curious.

Yan Mo tilted his head and smiled: "The overall appearance of the Yan Mansion is really not very elegant. I hope everyone can find a way to make our Yan Mansion look—"

He paused, then said slowly: "—Civilization and harmony."

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