Love complex as a demon, ask that I am doing part-time job

Chapter 130 Returning to Fengdu
After rushing back and leaving the Mihun Palace, Qin Qing couldn't stand the peaches in his pocket whimpering all kinds of things, and threatened to throw him into the river of Wangchuan, he was honest.

All the way, I finally saw a city gate in front of me, the Fengdu City in hot gold, with three large characters.

In fact, Qin Qing seldom appeared outside the city. She basically opened the gate of ghosts not far from the main hall, saving trouble and convenience, but looking up at this lofty city gate again, she felt different in her heart.

That kind of highness is real and not an adjective. You really can't see the stars, sun and moon when you go up, and you can't see the dust of the earth when you go down.

This sense of distance is the same as that of Lord Pluto, who is high above. The sun and moon cannot be seen above, and the dust cannot be seen below. He sits in the high hall, unreachable...

But now Qin Qing has no time to sigh with emotion. She rushed across the bluestone road next to the main hall and ran straight down. instruments of torture,

It is also the layer upon layer of purgatory under Fengdu City, where ghosts, criminals from the underworld, and all kinds of evil spirits are held. They will be punished extremely cruelly here.

Just after stepping into the eighteenth floor of hell, a voice of excitement sounded from the depths: "I smell you, Qin Qing, come quickly, come quickly, I will show you a new trick."

Fu Nan and Qin Qing had concluded a blood contract, and the two could feel each other as long as they got close to a certain distance.

"I'm not free, I'm not free, don't look, don't look!" Qin Qing doesn't want to waste time with Fu Nan here, this is the place she hates the most, there are wailing everywhere, all kinds of rotten smells of souls make people feel sick. She is unwell.

But Fu Nan sticks out his head from Yehuo, it is still a bone, but his own strength is too strong, even a bone is extremely huge.

"Have you participated in the team building competition?" Seeing Qin Qing clutching her nose, disgusted and running, Fu Nan immediately thought of team building activities.

The only thing that can make Qin Qing work so hard is to win her life, otherwise she would rarely go to the [-]th floor of hell.

"By the way, this peach is for you to play with. Please teach me well. I'll come and get it later." Throwing the peach out of his pocket casually, he grabbed Qin Qing tightly and said desperately: "I won't go, I won't go , the Ye fire over there will burn me to ashes, I am only the Buddha's golden light, but I can't hold the Ye fire to burn."

Fu Nan, who stuck out his head from the fire, scratched his head with his bony fingers, and said with a smile: "It's a shame, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can make great wishes. If the hell is not empty, I will not become a Buddha. I only wish to go through the hell." Dead souls are willing to use this to prove the way and become a Buddha, but you, as a disciple of the Buddha, are afraid of being burned by fire?"

Despite Fu Nan's various provocations, Tao Zi still bit Qin Qing's pocket with her teeth, refusing to enjoy it in Ye Huo.

Qin Qing didn't bother to waste time with him, so she waved at Fu Nan: "I'll finish the task first, let's talk."

The Tenth Station in the Underworld: The Supporting Pavilion is equivalent to the post office and bank in the Yangjian, where the tributes burned by relatives are stored and withdrawn. All kinds of things can be exchanged for property in the underworld.

Underworld No.11 Station: Ghost World Fort is a relatively stable residential area. Most of the good ghosts live here, waiting to be reincarnated. They have gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to come here, so most of the ghosts are relatively conservative. Rules, don't dare to make trouble.

Underworld No.12 Station: Lotus Terrace This is the throne lotus platform where King Ksitigarbha speaks scriptures in hell, and the sin karma of ghosts is saved.

Qin Qing, who was running with all her strength, finally saw the last stop, a bridge was visible in the distance, a huge soup pot was boiled on the fire, steaming hot, and wafting a tempting fragrance, all kinds of ghosts were orderly Queuing, only Qin Qing rushed to the bridge with her work permit as a ghost messenger, holding on to the railing and gasping for breath.

The woman with a graceful figure was wearing a long cyan-purple dress with a light veil covering her face. She looked at Qin Qing and said with a coquettish smile, "You're so bored that you actually went to participate in the team building?"

Qin Qing, whose face was blushing, waved her hands helplessly, sat down on the bridge, took out mineral water from her bosom and poured it vigorously.

This slender and attractive girl is Granny Meng. As a mysterious figure whose age is unknown in the underworld, she can naturally change her appearance at will. No woman likes to face everyone with a wrinkled old man's face.

"Sister Meng, isn't there a soup drinking competition today? Didn't you go to cook the soup?"

Hell soup No. 1, the gentle and beautiful sister Meng is Qin Qing's favorite person.

"They don't deserve to drink my soup..." Qin Qing thought for a while, then said with a smile: "That's right, everyone will drink your soup, forget everything, who will do the work!"

Seeing that there seemed to be no familiar ghost messengers arriving, Qin Qing hurriedly tugged on Sister Meng's skirt.

"Sister Meng, am I number one today?" Sister Meng raised her little hand, wiped her fingertips slightly, and a soft seat appeared next to Qin Qing, asking her to sit down before continuing: "Of course Well, those people might still be playing with dogs in Wild Dog Ridge, but you run fast and take a shortcut, right?"

They are all goblins for thousands of years, so there is no need to play tricks, these people should know that path well.

"Hey, if you don't want to find a way, how can you win No.1, that's five years old!"

Qin Qing is an adult's favorite, not to mention taking a shortcut, it's fair for Hades not to give her a chance to blatantly cheat.

There are few women in the underworld. She has been cooking soup here for thousands of years, and occasionally Qin Qing comes to chat, which makes her feel more open.

"Okay, I'll check the news later, I'll call you Shouyuan when the event is over, I'm not that narrow-minded guy, I'm loving and generous to beauties."

Sister Meng pinched Qin Qing's face, and the two of them giggled, like two beautiful and noble cats, teasing each other happily.

"Sister Meng, the best, I love you!"

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Just as Qin Qing was refilling the pens, Tao Zi jumped out of her pocket and shouted, "Xiao Tao!"

What the hell!

At this time, Qin Qing remembered the peaches in her pocket, and then transformed into a hairy man in a shabby monk's robe in front of Sister Meng.

"Xiao Tao, do you still remember me? I am Yuan Guang!"

Sister Meng, who covered her face, looked at Qin Qing suspiciously, as if she was asking who is this weird guy?
Qin Qing didn't care what Yuan Guang or Bian Guang you were, kicked Tao Zi's face down, stepped him down, and hummed: "Don't touch me here, my sister Meng, you deserve it too?"

A monk with wishful thinking and bad self-cultivation has been stranded in the wild ghost village for so long. Qin Qing doesn't believe that he didn't come to the Naihe Bridge when his soul and body were complete.

Although Po Meng is a staff member in the underworld, in order to ensure that she does not favor anyone, she has no memory.

　Sister Meng Saigao!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)