The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Nan Li patted her head again, "It's a small matter, you're welcome."

This little Meng Po is really cute.

She then asked the skinny elder: "Do you know who that helper is? What did he steal?"

The skinny elder escaped, terrified, not daring to be disrespectful, he hurriedly shook his head: "That man covered his face with a magic formula, even our island owner couldn't see his face clearly."

"It seems to be... some kind of ancient Hunyuan lotus seeds. These lotus seeds are terrible. They are left over from the former fairy world. After the island owner got them, he was reluctant to use them. Oh! There are ten of them, all of which were snatched away by the thief! "

However, even if he wasn't snatched away, the island owner wouldn't use one for him...

Nan Li was overjoyed when she heard the words.

Ancient Hunyuan Lotus Seeds!

Actually got it!

She hurriedly said, "Then I have to go back first."

Since that person helped Xuan Yinyue snatch the lotus seeds, he would definitely find a way to deliver the lotus seeds, and she had to go back and wait.

Qiu Hai's reaction was great, and he looked at Nan Li eagerly: "It's so fast, can't the ancestor stay a little longer?"

He has been able to accurately open the Nether Gate, and he wants to show it to Nan Li.

Meng Po gave him a white look: "Master Ancestor has something important to do, don't be ignorant, stop and delay here."

She is very well-behaved and sensible.

Tea!
Too much tea!
Qiu Hai glared at Po Meng, wishing he could fight her right away and tear her green tea's face off.

"But Qiuhai, let them write about the fairy world and Penglai Island?" Nan Li asked suddenly.

Now that the monks on Penglai Island have become ghosts, she naturally wants to make good use of them.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

The two elders had roughly guessed that the mortal in front of him knew Xuan Yinyue and must have enmity with Penglai Island.

They said: "You want to use this to deal with Penglai Island? Don't think about it! We will never give in!"

When Po Meng heard the words, she took out the iron rod again.

But Qiuhai shot faster than her.

A ghost whip gathered at the fingertips, and he swung it down hard, causing the two ghosts to scream in pain.

Qiu Hai is also very smart, only causing them pain, but not weakening their souls.

After only a few whips, the two elders couldn't bear it any longer: "Write! We wrote it all!"

Nan Li was relieved and said, "That's up to you."

After speaking, she immediately left the underworld.

Po Meng was still reminiscing about Nanli's hug and smile, feeling very happy in her heart.

Seeing that Qiuhai was going to escort them in, she also followed: "Master Zuzu said, leave it to us, not to you alone! You can't take all the credit for it!"

Qiu Hai turned back: "You still have to cook soup for the ghosts who crossed the bridge and reincarnated. You are very busy, so how can I bother you."

Granny Meng's footsteps stopped, her face puffed up, and she was suddenly very annoyed.

After he went on strike for a while, the ghost could no longer see the end.

Qiu Hai raised his eyebrows and smiled triumphantly: "Grandma Meng, in her position, seek her job, take her responsibility, and do her best, you have to do it well."

Po Meng will not sit still.

She turned around and scanned the surroundings, her eyes froze, and immediately dragged two ghost messengers over: "You two, help me make soup and serve it!"

The ghost messenger shivered and looked at Qiuhai.

Qiu Hai said: "Little Meng Po, how could you send a little ghost to do such an important matter? If the Underworld God knew that you didn't do it yourself, he would definitely blame you."

Granny Meng raised her face, "You can let the judge do your job, why can't I ask the ghost messenger for help? I look small, but I have lived longer than you, don't think I don't know anything .”

Besides, her job was much easier.

After she finished speaking, she dragged the two ghost messengers across the bridge and taught them how to do things.

"From now on, you will be the ghost servants under my Granny Meng!" Granny Meng said, "Work hard! I will ask Qiu Hai Saohuo to give you a promotion."

After finishing the chicken blood, she immediately went to the Palace of the King of Hell.

The elders and disciples had already placed pens, ink, paper and inkstones in front of them, ready to write down what they knew.

Qiu Hai looked displeased: "I told you I don't need you to join in the fun. Is it possible that I can't handle such a trivial matter?"

Granny Meng didn't bother to take care of him, and patrolled the hall with a big iron rod on her shoulder.

Originally, the elders and disciples wanted to write down half-truths, but every time Granny Meng walked around, she said one sentence:

"Don't think about writing fake ones to fool the past. When you finish writing, I will check and compare them one by one."

"Even if you can write a piece, when the ancestors go to the fairyland and Penglai Island, you will know whether what you wrote is true or not."

"They all have their signatures left. Even if you hide in the sun and refuse to come back, I will let the ghost messenger dig three feet to bring you back."

"..."

Later, it became more and more vicious.

They were trembling when they heard this, they had absolutely no heart to protect Penglai Island, what they wrote was all true, and they didn't dare to hide anything false.

Granny Meng was very satisfied when she saw that her deterrence was in place.

She moved to Qiu Hai's side, and said via voice transmission: "Then you will transcribe the statistics into a book."

Qiu Hai was overjoyed at this time, "I almost forgot, you were a five-year-old child when you died, and you have been a ghost for thousands of years only to harm people, and you can't read at all."

Po Meng raised her head and stared at Qiu Hai: "Do you want to fight!"

Qiu Hai took a step back, "When we fight, the underworld will be in chaos again. If the ancestor is not here, we will take care of her territory. Don't worry, I will organize the information that the ancestor wants."

In the past, when the fairyland was not yet closed, he still knew about the fairyland.

But once the enchantment was set up in the fairy world, the gate of the underworld could not be opened there, and he knew less and less.

After all, information from thousands of years ago is outdated.

Meng Po snorted, "I hope you are reliable."

She clenched her little fist, and she had to find time to learn how to read, but she couldn't be compared by Qiu Hai!
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Nanli left the underworld.

She is still watching Xuanyue.

She has been here six days.

Zhixi came back two days ago, and when she learned that Qingxu was dead, she cried so hard that she could hardly breathe.

"It's all my fault..." he said, "I brought the people down the mountain that day, and was about to use the teleportation talisman to find my senior sister, but accidentally stepped on a stone, fell to the ground and fainted for several days..."

If he didn't fall.

If he could ask Nan Li for help in time.

in case……

Nan Li wiped away the tears from his face, "Don't blame yourself, everything is destiny."

Zhixi was in a trance, and vaguely remembered that the master had said similar words to herself that day.

Master already knew his fate, but he was still fearless and guarded here for the common people.

Even so, Zhixi had to adjust for two days before her mood eased.

The most important thing right now is the rebirth of Tomomi and the others.

Seeing Nanli came back, Zhixi rushed up to meet her and asked, "Senior Sister, what's the matter? Have you found any news in the underworld?"

Nan Li nodded and said, "Yes, let's wait a little longer."

The night is filled.

The cold wind is still there.

Zhixi frowned tightly: "Still waiting? It's almost midnight." (End of this chapter)