The Transmigrated Farming Girl

"You can get in touch with each other, and I don't object to Xiaoyu making friends, but everything should be measured. For example, a place like boudoir can't be entered by a layman like you.

Xiaoyu's nature is simple, she doesn't understand, you can't help but understand! "

Xuanyuanqi for the sake of Xiaoyu this sister, can not less worry, don't let her leave the hell, is afraid that she was bullied by people outside.

"I know, and I'll pay attention later." Nod.

Xiaoyu happily rushed to Xuanyuan Qi's arms, "Wow, brother, you are so good, I like you most!"

"Don't drink ecstasy, I don't know you!" Xuanyuan Qi gently pinched the tip of the nose under the light rain with a smile.

"Well... It hurts!" Xiaoyu twisted her body in a coquettish way.

Night watching, mouth slightly up.

The sun rises and the moon falls in the underworld, but there is no rotation of the four seasons. Because of the heavy Yin Qi in the underworld, it's always cool, not very cold or even hot.

Xiaoyu and ye go up the river. Since elder brother doesn't allow her to stay in her room, ye comes back to Lianchi again.

"Night, you see, the underground is beautiful. Originally, it was bare here, only this forgetting river. Later, I dug a lot of manzhushahua from the yellow spring and planted them on both sides. Now everyone likes to come here for a walk when they have nothing to do!"

The banks of the river are all red, and the reflection in the water is also red.

Night from the view of the river back to Xiaoyu, since I know her, she did not wear red clothes, the room is also dressed with the new house.

"Why do you like red so much? I remember that this is not the only color in hell. "

"Because red is good-looking, my mother said that red is most suitable for me, so bright and bright, always eye-catching, proud!

Like manjushahua, naturally because it is red, accompany me most

Night: "I have nothing to say!

They came to Naihe bridge. On the bridge, Mengpo was sitting there with a load of Mengpo soup. Mengpo was a beautiful woman named Mengpo because her mother was gone. She inherited her mother's mantle and the family business.

Just sat down not long, black and white impermanence with a long chain lock a group of ghosts back.

"It's so early today. Why are there so many new ghosts?" Meng po said hello warmly.

"Well, if there's a war on it, there are not so many people dead. I'll have to go later." Heiwuchang walks into Mengpo with a chain and takes a bowl of Mengpo soup from her hand.

A mouthful of drink smack smack, "tut... Good to drink, the taste of this soup is not changed at all, accounting on ah, back together to!"

"It's easy to say. I'm afraid you can't do it without it. Thank you for taking care of my business all the time."

Mengpo then filled a bowl, "white envoy also came to a bowl?"

Bai Wuchang waved his hand: "no, there's something else!"

"Come on, stand up one by one, line up well, pay for the soup, and each person has a land dollar!" Bai Wuchang yelled.

Night does not understand, "this ground yuan is what thing?"

Xiaoyu leaned back against the railings on the bridge, "Diyuan is the money used by the local government. A Diyuan can buy a radish!"

"The local government returns currency? Do you need money to buy it

"Why not? Not every ghost in the underworld can be reincarnated. Apart from the imprisoned ghosts, there are still many people who need to live in the underworld. We can't eat the wind and drink Yin Qi every day. If we miss the life in the world occasionally, we can improve our life."

"In addition, not only food, but also clothes are needed. It's OK to wear and live, which one doesn't need money."