The ancestors of the group pet have been favored by heaven again!

Chapter 67

Underworld
Emperor Feng stood bored at the end of the Naihe Bridge, looking at the endless ghosts that seemed to line up from the Naihe Bridge to the underworld. People in the world can really live.

Emperor Feng held his chin with one hand, and said boredly: "Hey, next."

When the ghost heard that it was black, his back face drooped immediately. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his tattoo of left green dragon and right white tiger, and said arrogantly: "I want white."

"Just a bowl of black, whether you like it or not."

Emperor Feng didn't even raise his eyelids, he was full of viciousness, carrying so many evil debts, and wanted to make peace with each other, Zhuang Zhou didn't even dare to dream like that.

That man was probably a gangster in his life, with a strong temper and would play hard. He overturned the black bowl of evil soup that Chu Ci handed him with a slap: "I said I want white!"

The black bowl was overturned to the ground, and the juice of the evil soup splashed everywhere, and a few drops even splashed on Emperor Feng's face.

Standing behind Emperor Feng, Chu Ci hurriedly wiped off the bad soup on Emperor Feng's face, and asked worriedly, "Is your ancestor alright?"

Emperor Feng didn't say a word, she pushed Chu Ci away, raised her tail behind her and slapped the man fiercely, and the man instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated on the Wangchuan River.

Looking at the cloud of black smoke, the ghost behind him couldn't help being startled.Sure enough, the TV series are full of lies. At the end of the Naihe Bridge, there is a beautiful and kind-hearted Meng Po, and some of them are obviously big demons with red devil horns on their heads, ghosts with different pupils, and a ferocious tail behind them!

"Next!"

As soon as Emperor Feng's words came out of his mouth, all the ghosts queuing up trembled in fright.The ghosts who have crossed the Naihe Bridge long ago and have not been taken away by the ghost messengers are hiding not far away to watch the fun with a handful of melon seeds.

"You are dark."

"White."

After Fengdi's beating just now, all the ghosts in the queue honestly dared not make any more trouble. They would drink whatever Fengdi gave them, as obedient as kittens.Occasionally, one or two who pretended to be brave enough to challenge were all thrown away by Emperor Feng's tail.

All the ghosts obediently don't act like demons, the speed of drinking soup has increased, but it is really too boring.Just when Emperor Feng was about to fall asleep, she suddenly saw a ghost carrying a box of mahjong.

Emperor Feng's eyes lit up, and she pointed to the ghost in the middle of the line and said: "That brat with mahjong on his back, come here!"

The little ghost who was called was so frightened that his legs and feet went limp on the spot and he collapsed on the spot. He must be finished.

The man knelt on the ground and kowtowed tremblingly, "I have never killed anyone or committed a crime, I just like to play mahjong, ghost grandma, please forgive me!"

Ghost grandma?What kind of broken name is this?

Seeing the mahjong kid trembling on the ground kneeling on the ground, Emperor Feng gently hooked his hands, and moved the kid from the end of the line to his front: "Since you didn't do anything wrong, why are you so flustered?"

Normal people don't panic when they encounter ghosts, especially ghosts that can make themselves fly into ashes with a single tail!

The kid closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "I have social phobia."

"what is that?"

Chu Ci explained in Emperor Feng's ear: "It means that you are afraid of talking and making friends with strangers."

"Oh~" Emperor Feng raised his tail involuntarily, put his hips on his hips and looked coquettish, "Then this emperor must have social bullying syndrome, right?"

"Huh~"

Chu Ci couldn't help laughing and said: "Yes, my ancestor is just an ordinary social genius."

The kind that socializes with fists!

Hearing Chu Ci boasting about herself, Emperor Feng raised his tail even higher, fearing that she would be overwhelmed.Her appearance echoed a saying in the human world, "My sister is the queen, she shines with confidence." '

The little ghost stared blankly at the two people on the opposite side and couldn't help thinking, maybe the two devils brought him to the front row because he was lonely and widowed in his lifetime, so Huangquan Road also gave him dog food and told him to be a Are you full?

Digging, if this is really the case, he really wants to thank the eight generations of ancestors of the two of them!

After he had had enough, Emperor Feng looked at the little ghost and said, "Hey, do you want to reincarnate quickly?"

Is she telling herself to eat and go on the road?

"No no no, I don't want to."

Who wants to be swept into ashes?

"Then are you good at mahjong?"

"Okay."

"Since you're not in a hurry to leave, why don't you come and play a few rounds?"

"OK?"

After a while, a mahjong table was set up on the bridge, and one emperor and three ghosts played mahjong at the head of the bridge.

"Three biscuits!"

Emperor Feng threw out a card, looked up at the ghost on it, and said to Chu Ci: "Black!"

After finishing speaking, Emperor Feng immediately lowered his head and continued to focus on the mahjong table: "Batong, wait, touch!"

After finishing speaking, she looked up at the next ghost waiting for trial on the bridge and said, "It's white."

It seemed that Emperor Feng was very busy this time.

"Haha, blah!"

Emperor Feng touched a three by himself, and stood happily on the chair.And the other three little ghosts clapped their hands and flattered each other: "You are the king of the new generation of mahjong!"

"Mahjong No.1, you deserve it!"

"Awesome, you are a master, if this is posted on the Internet, how many people will become your licking dog!"

Although Emperor Feng couldn't understand some words, she could feel that they were praising her.She smiled and waved her hands and said, "Keep playing, keep playing!"

Just at this moment, a fork appeared on the Naihe Bridge, and Emperor Feng said, "It's white."

Afterwards, the ghost didn't take the soup, but looked at Emperor Feng pitifully and said: "Elder Sister, I don't want to be reincarnated so soon."

What the hell is Big Sister?Why are the names of this human world so weird?
Emperor Feng couldn't help frowning and said: "What can you do if you don't reincarnate?"

There is a play!

The man's eyes lit up, and he said, "I can rap, so I can rap and sing for you."

Rap?Is it the storyteller from Raoping?

It was said that she hadn't heard Mr. Shu tell a story for a long time, and Emperor Feng couldn't help being interested: "Then you first come to a section for my emperor to listen to."

The man hurriedly agreed excitedly, as if he was afraid that Emperor Feng would regret it: "Okay!"

I saw the man with his feet spread apart, shaking his shoulders and rapping: "Hey hey~ Yo! A big padded jacket and two cotton trousers, the inside is sheepskin and the outside is wrapped in cloth! Even if it is minus [-] or [-] degrees, how can you put it on? Let’s not be afraid when it’s cold, and cut down big trees! This is my Northeast rap!”

The three little ghosts sitting on the mahjong table almost vomited, this TM is also called rap?Obviously it's Northeast Errenzhuan!

"It's the first time for this emperor to hear this kind of storytelling, and it's really fun." Emperor Feng looked at him with a curious face and clapped his hands: "By the way, are all the storytellers in the human world so good at singing and dancing now? "

(End of this chapter)