Husband and wife both hook their souls

Chapter 7

He Mao stretched out his hand excitedly, grabbed the horse ear of the Rakshasa standing closest to him and pulled it up vigorously. The headgear was so handsome, he wanted to tear it off and put it on for himself.

All the ghosts and gods were paralyzed at the same time. This He Mao is really a strange thing. Seeing Luo Sha's slender horse's face turn from red to black, and his molars were gnashing and rattling, he still pulled hard like a string missing Ears of Rakshasa.

"Hey... ah!"

Luo Sha screamed unbearably, and swung a fierce fist forward. He Mao's soul flew into the sky like a kite, and because of being restrained by the soul chain, it bounced back after flying not far away. Seeing it, he raised his foot and kicked it hard...

Poor He Mao's soul flew out like a yo-yo and bounced back, bounced back and flew out again, back and forth for several rounds, until Rakshasa had enough anger, and He Mao lay down on the ground like an earthworm in the rain. On the ground, his eyes turned white, and he vomited a lot of soup.

"Your grandma's! This uncle is the real thing!"

The angry Rakshasa still felt puzzled, lifted He Mao's soul from the ground with one hand, pointed to his horse's ears and ordered him to take a closer look.

He Mao, who was dizzy and dizzy, raised his head and took a look, only then realized how perverted the guy who kicked him was, he actually had a head like a horse, and he couldn't help screaming: "Hurry up!" Come see the freak!"

Raksha was furious when he heard the words, he raised his fist and was about to hit He Mao on the head, but was stopped by Geng Pang, who persuaded him: "This ghost is a little dazed, don't be as knowledgeable as him, it's important that we go back to Hades as soon as possible! "

Rakshasa snorted angrily, and then he just let go of his hands indignantly.

Xie Yi pulled a soul chain, He Mao staggered a few steps back and turned around, and was pointed at by Fan Hao with the soul-destroying gun, but he didn't dare to approach Xie Yi again, so he was forced to follow the soul chain and join all the ghosts and gods Floating towards the outside of Yushifu.

"My lord! Lord Yushi? Qingning seems to have heard something moving in the yard just now?"

"My little meat, don't worry, no one will dare to trespass on my imperial censor's mansion if he borrows three guts from him, quickly let me do it again..."

Spring is still flooding inside the Yushi Mansion, and outside the Yushi Mansion, all the ghosts and door gods are going back.

……

The bull-headed horse opened the way ahead, while Xie Yi and Fan Hao dragged He Mao, who was looking left and right, to the chaotic and boundless road to the underworld.

He Mao looked at the foggy and cold air along the way, he shivered unconsciously, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Xie, what kind of place is this?"

Xie Yi didn't intend to answer his question, and continued to move forward while dragging the soul chain without looking back.

Fan Hao wanted to remind this daring flower picker, so he replied amusedly: "If you look carefully at the gate in front, you will know where this place is."

He Mao squinted his narrow eyes and looked forward earnestly. Through the shadowy cloud of white mist, he first saw the ghost gate of the underworld marked by the gate of ghosts closed. His eyes widened in an instant, and he ran forward in panic for a few seconds. He hugged Xie Yi's thigh, and shouted in horror: "Young Master Xie, please forgive me, I haven't lived enough yet, Young Master Xie, let me go, I want to go home!"

Xie Yi suffered unreasonable insults from He Mao again, he couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his hand and slapped He Mao on the forehead, knocking him to the ground.

He Mao lay on the ground screaming in pain and rolled over, got up and ran forward to hug Xie Yi's thigh desperately, shouting: "I was wrong, I shouldn't covet Mr. Xie's beauty, Mr. Xie!" Please forgive me! It's my fault, I deserve to die..."

"You are already dead!"

With a cold reprimand, Xie Yi raised the leg held by He Mao and struggled vigorously. He Mao's soul rolled and flew into the gloomy gate of hell, becoming a veritable pervert.

Once you enter the gate of hell, it's as deep as the sea, and there will be no such person in the world of heaven from now on.

If you dare to do it, you must dare to be it, even if you die as a ghost, it's the same!

……

The four ghosts stepped into the gate of ghosts, and dragged He Mao, who was like a bereaved dog, on the road to Huangquan, and the manzhushahua blooming all around were as red as blood.

"Sister, did you see that? That one black and one white is the newly appointed black and white ghost envoy who all the ghosts talk about, right?"

The girl in the crimson gauze dress was sitting among the flowers, her white fingertips caressed her jet-black hair, and it fell on a manjusawa flower she wore next to her right ear. A pair of tender almond eyes smiled and looked at the woman lying on the bed. Another enchanting girl in a crimson veil among the flowers.

The girl lying among the flowers heard her sister's question, opened those almond eyes that were exactly like her sister's, looked at the faint blue ghost stick on the ground above her head, and said lazily with her vermilion lips parted: "So what?" How can the ordinary eyes of those market ghosts be trusted? With their aesthetic level, they must be just two vulgar bastards. In their eyes, a man with a beard like King Yama is rich and handsome..."

The younger sister listened to her elder sister's disdainful ridicule, but she just smiled coquettishly, couldn't help raising her eyes and glanced not far away, and the smile was on the corner of her mouth.

"That's not right, sister, look at that figure, but it is out of the ordinary. We have never seen such a charming ghost in the underworld. Sister, I'm curious, what do they look like?"

The elder sister couldn't help but sneered, and joked: "I said younger sister, you have a heart that has been dead for thousands of years, don't you want to break the precept today?"

The younger sister was still staring curiously not far away, the handsome figure in black and white seemed to have sucked her soul away, she didn't even listen to her sister's jokes, the bright vermilion heavy makeup on the almond eyes became more and more coquettish .

Seeing that her younger sister was silent, she sat up slowly with her elbows on the ground, glanced forward inadvertently, and stared blankly at those sparkling apricot eyes.

That is... a young man dressed in white and clean like a crane is accompanied by a tall man in black ink like a dragon.

They... are the rumored new ghost messengers Xie Bi'an and Fan Wushe?No wonder the ghosts spread word of mouth, no wonder my sister was moved.

The older sister stood up suddenly, causing the manjusawa flower beside her left ear to tremble. She quickly patted down the hem of the light gauze skirt, and took advantage of the trend to lift up the younger sister who was sitting among the flowers.

"Go! Let's go and have a look."

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Suddenly, I heard the rustling sound of the wind, and the four ghosts and the perverted ghost He Mao all looked in the direction of the wind, and saw two bright red figures coming on the wind, like two newly blooming flowers. Manzhushahua, in a trance, blooms coquettishly and charmingly in front of your eyes.

Xie Yi and Fan Hao looked at the pair of sisters standing in front of them in bewilderment, smiling coquettishly, and staring affectionately, as if they wanted to see them thoroughly from the inside out.

However, He Mao's halazi flowed down endlessly again. The so-called daring is true, but He Mao shamelessly stepped forward, grabbed her sister's sleeve, and said teasingly: "Two fairy sisters! It’s so beautiful, Xiaosheng, my name is He Mao..."

The older sister glanced at He Mao in disdain, and asked with a smile:

"What are you talking about? The monk has hair? So... you stand aside!"

After finishing speaking, the elder sister slapped He Mao's face hard with her Shuixiu Xiangfeng.

Before He Mao came back to his senses, he flew out like a kite again, and along with it, a flower of Manjusawa bloomed on his face.

The elder sister didn't even look at the ghost that was slapped away by her, her eyes still stayed on Fan Haowei's figure, she was dazed. How long had she not seen a man of this size?Unexpectedly, it was the same figure as that of Nine Heavens, equally handsome and handsome.

The younger sister stared blankly at Xie Yi, her mind was full of thoughts, how could the face of this young man in white be more beautiful than her own?

"Miss Manzhu, long time no see, what have you sisters been up to lately?"

Hearing Ma Mian say hello, sister Man Zhu looked at him with a smile and said:

"Brother Luo is well, our sisters have been to the Heavenly Palace for a while and have just returned to the Underworld."

"Your sisters have gone to Tiangong? Don't you be afraid..."

Luo Sha and Geng Bang looked at each other. The two flower demons, Manzhu and Shahua, were tabooed by the Heavenly Palace. The Emperor of Heaven had ordered them to forbid their sisters to step into the Heavenly Palace. Unexpectedly, they actually went to the Heavenly Palace.

Manzhu smiled and explained:

"Because the Empress Baihua has never seen the flowers of our sister's underworld, the Underworld Emperor ordered us to take the flower seeds to the Baihua Palace in the heaven to teach Empress Baihua to cultivate them. It should be the permission of the Emperor of Heaven."

Rakshasa nodded knowingly and said: "Oh, that's good, you go and get busy, I have to go to Jiulun Palace to make business."

"Wait a moment!"

Sha Hua playfully spread his arms, blocking the way to block Xie Yi who was about to move forward, and said with a smile: "This young master is Xie Bi'an?"

Xie Yi remained silent, looking at Sha Hua indifferently, wondering why this enchanting woman blocked his way.

Seeing that Xie Yi didn't say a word, Sha Hua couldn't help being disappointed and embarrassed.

Luo Sha seemed to have noticed something strange, secretly thought it was funny, and coughed twice heavily pretending not to know.

"Ahem...Miss Shahua, let me introduce you. This one is indeed Mr. Xie Bi'an, and the other one is Mr. Fan Wushe. They are the two newly appointed ghost emissaries of the Jiulun Palace in the underworld. In the future, everyone We live together in the underworld, but we still hope to take care of each other."

"Naturally!" Manzhu smiled knowingly, and winked to her younger sister, Shahua, to stop her willful nonsense and stop them from going on a business trip.

Sha Hua shyly retracted his arms to let them pass, but his eyes were still fixed on Xie Yi's shaved back.

Seeing the figures walking further and further away, Shahua shouted cheerfully: "Xie Bi'an is so handsome!"

Manzhu shouted back unconvinced: "Fan Wushe is handsome!"

"Bai Jun!"

"Black handsome!"

"I want white!"

"I want black!"

The two sisters quarreled into a ball, and finally hugged each other excitedly, each was secretly delighted, and the two pairs of almond eyes also glowed bright and beautiful blood red light.