Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades

Ning Huanxin immediately opened the WeChat group of the underworld to see what everyone was talking about——

Drowning ghost: The temperature has dropped recently and the water is so cold. Please warm up the bed.

Hanged Ghost: I heard that the sun is global warming, you can consider taking advantage of the public holidays in the underworld to take a vacation to warm the sun!

Toilet girl ghost: Come on, don't you know what smog is? It's terrible, the air outside is worse than in my toilet, bad review!

Hanged Ghost:...

Unjust dead ghost: Hey, no matter how bad the sun is, I still read it very much. Unfortunately, my brother and I died unclearly. When can someone give us a redress?

Drowned ghost: The topic upstairs is a bit heavy, you will naturally get used to it after you die for a long time! I have forgotten how I died,

Toilet girl ghost: Didn't you drown?

Drowned ghost: I was speechless.

…………

There are always a few parallel imports in the group!

Ning Huanxin glanced at the chat log. At this time, she realized that there were still people chatting about herself privately. It was a drowning ghost——

Drowning Ghost: Where are you, you are a fool?

Seeing this news, Ning Huan was stunned for a moment. He didn't really want to ask for leave to come to Yang Jian, right?

Furious: I'm still in Nanyun City, what's wrong with you?

Drowned ghost: Nan Yun? Huh, that's weird.

Deadly tricks: what's wrong?

The drowning ghost: I like the thing you bought me last time, the waterbed, so I made something to give it to you. I have asked the courier of Huangquan Express to deliver it to you, but they said I can't find your coordinates in the sun, I thought you also ascended to heaven!

Too much:...

Ning Huan was speechless, what did she mean by ascending to heaven!

No, why can't Huangquan Express search its own coordinates?

Isn't he in the sun?

Thinking of this, Ning Huanxin shivered suddenly somehow.

Think carefully!

It’s a dead end: I'm really in Nanyun City. I'm in a homestay under Jingxinsi Mountain in the suburbs. It's called...

Halfway through typing, Ning Huanxin’s fingers suddenly stopped there——

What is this homestay called?

Why does she have no memory at all?

Ning Huanxin was stunned.

At that time, the six of them were a little anxious and kept walking into the village. Many of them were full.

Later, it was Yue Xinyi who discovered this open-door, large and clean homestay.

Then a few people went in, and then Uncle Jin came out to drive them away.

And the name of this homestay...

Ning Huanxin carefully recalled it several times without any memory.

She immediately ran out of her room with her mobile phone, walked outside the courtyard, and looked at the gate seriously.

Jin Suju.

The sign outside the courtyard is actually in traditional characters, and the three characters "Jinsuju" are very conspicuous.

With such a big word and such a prominent brand, why didn't I have any impression when I came in?

Ning Huanxin was meditating, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, Qi Ruolan and the others had returned from dinner.

"Huaxin, what are you doing at the door?" Yin Han glanced at Ning Huanxin and couldn't help but teased: "Isn't it a person who is timid and afraid to stay in the room?"

"No, no." Ning Huanxin shook his head and pointed to the sign at the door: "I just saw this sign, did we have this sign when we first came?"

"Yes, what's so strange."

Country folks are so strange!

Yue Xinyi glanced at Ning Huanxin, and walked in quickly.