Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

"Then I'll give it to you. If you bother me again, I won't let her go."

Jiang Yuchuan's gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment, then he turned and instructed the cadres, "Prepare the freshman welcome party according to the plan just now. I will go to the director to discuss the budget now."

The minister nodded frequently.

Instead of getting candy, I got a mouthful of firecrackers.

The relationship between the president and his junior high school girl is over.

Qianyan has never been wronged.

She is just a hateful woman, why does Jiang Yuchuan treat her like this!

She sniffed, trying hard not to cry.

"Murong, I..."

"I know that you want to ask me about the things to pay attention to in tomorrow's military training. Let's go, I'll tell you slowly." Murong Lou interrupted Qianyan, put his arm around her shoulders and left.

The ministers of various departments seemed to understand something.

While spreading gossip to their friends, they imagined that President Jiang was cuckolded by his junior high school girl "Song Yuesheng" and Vice President Murong.

"Jiang Yuchuan seemed to know that I was not Song Yuesheng. He asked the police to investigate this morning. Even when Song Yuesheng's parents told him, he didn't believe it."

As soon as she walked out of the Student Union office, Qianyan couldn't wait to tell Murong Lou what happened today.

Murong Lou paused and looked at her sideways.

The girl tilted her head back, tears welling up in her eyes, and bit her lower lip.

He looked helpless.

It is easy to arouse a man's desire to protect.

But it wasn't Song Yuesheng.

Murong Lou rubbed her head and said softly, "Yan Yan, when have you ever seen Song Yuesheng cry? Since you are possessed, you have to pretend according to her personality. Jiang Yuchuan has already discovered that something is wrong with you. What if Song Yuesheng notices it and has someone take you away?"

"Aren't you the best?" Qianyan asked him puzzledly.

Murong Lou smiled faintly: "No matter how powerful you are, you can't stop so many people from attacking you. Yanyan, you finally managed to walk under the sun, do you want to give it up?"

Of course she doesn't want to.

Isn’t it just imitating Song Yuesheng without shedding tears? She can do it!

Qianyan wiped her eyes: "Murong, thank you. You have helped me so much, is there anything I can do for you?"

Murong Lou touched his chin and hesitated for a moment: "Then accompany me to the dinner party in three days. The people at the dinner party will know Song Yuesheng, and by the way, they can check how well you imitate it."

"I will work hard."

Qianyan clenched her little fist to assure him, and suddenly thought of a change, so she gently hit his chest with her fist.

"If you dare to be late, I will beat you."

Murong Lou was stunned for a moment, then smiled at her: "Okay, junior sister. I promise not to be late."

Student H didn't believe that someone could cheat on Jiang Yuchuan, but when he saw his junior high school girl, Murong Lou, and He Juan, a sophomore from the College of Arts, approaching, he slowly began to believe it.

They thought that "Song Yuesheng" had bad behavior and wanted to give her a warning at the freshman welcome party.

But she didn't care about the name that was suddenly reported. She was humble and polite during rehearsal, calling everyone "brother or sister" sweetly.

Rehearsals changed the perception of a small number of people.

At the welcome party a month later, Qianyan's dance "Big Dream" was posted on the confession wall and received a lot of praise and confessions.

Now, when the heads of various departments see "Song Yuesheng" looking for Jiang Yuchuan, they have begun to speak well of her at the risk of being scolded.

**

Late at night, in front of an abandoned factory in the northwest.

"Old Third, where did you kidnap this woman? She's quite pretty."

The fifth brother, who was wearing a long gown and had a broken arm, looked at the woman who was thrown to the ground by the third brother with envy on his face.

The girls he brought with him before were not as pretty as this one.

What a shit luck the third brother has.

"What woman? She's just like us. Brought it for you."

The third brother covered his mouth in disgust. Even though he had lost his left leg, it did not stop him from floating to the side.

When he was alive, many women despised him. What's the point of becoming a ghost if he can't have sex with humans, avoid the underworld, and give up reincarnation?

When the other little ghosts heard the third brother say this, they floated away tactfully.

The fifth and third ghosts are the two most powerful ghosts in this place, and no ghost dares to disobey them.

Lao Wu rubbed his hands and stared at the female ghost on the ground with lustful eyes.

I wonder what kind of ecstasy it tastes like!

Lao Wu quickly undressed himself, and the moment he touched the ghost girl's nightgown, he was kicked out and hit the gate of the abandoned factory heavily.

When a person fights a ghost, the ghost can pass through any object.

When ghosts fight each other, the one being beaten will not only be unable to penetrate, but may also be injured.

If there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, the beaten side may even be wiped out.

Lao Wu's collision sound attracted the attention of other ghosts, and they looked in the direction of the female ghost.

The woman opened her beautiful eyes and saw that they were not as frightened as the other ghosts who had just turned into ghosts. Instead, she smiled and said, "So this is the world of ghosts."

Lao Wu raised his head and shouted with a ferocious face, then his nails grew longer rapidly, blood came out of his eyes, and a faint green light shone on his face.

"You stinky bitch, if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know who I am!"

As he rushed over, a cage appeared out of nowhere and locked up Lao Wu.

"Run!"

"The underworld messenger is here!"

"Escape!"

The little ghosts ran away and shouted, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Don't compare me with those two guys, Black and White Impermanence. I am the youngest Meng Po!"

A red mist emerged, and a girl in gorgeous clothes walked out.

The black skirt is embroidered with red spider lilies, and the pigtails are wrapped with a red hairband.

Song Yuesheng looked at him a few more times.

I wonder if there is a rumor in this world that it is dangerous to tie a single pigtail.

Lao Wu knelt in the cage and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Master Mengpo, I have never done anything bad. Please be kind and let me go."

"Whether it was done or not is entirely up to Yan Jun to verify. Your words don't count."

Zuiyue waved his hand and put the shrunken cage into his sleeve.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Song Yuesheng, Lord Yan wants to see you. Come with me."

"Please, Master Mengpo, lead the way."

Song Yuesheng saluted her with his arms crossed according to the ancient etiquette he had learned before.

Although she wanted to know how much time had passed since her death, her curiosity about the underworld, Wangchuan, far outweighed the task given by the Sparrow Spirit.

At the foot of Mount Xi, on the bank of the Fu River.

This is the place where yin and yang are separated. Led by the yin messenger, ghosts can enter the underworld, the Wangchuan River.

The ghosts and ghost messengers of the underworld are all dressed in various traditional costumes, emitting a dark blue-green color wherever they are seen, but everything is in order. When the ghosts see Meng Po, they will greet her skillfully and ask her if she wants to buy anything.

There are also ghosts selling houses.

If the ghost wasn't floating, Song Yuesheng would really think it was strolling at the night market.

"Song Yuesheng, before you go in, let me remind you a few things. You should answer whatever Lord Yan asks. Do not talk back or resist. Otherwise, I can't save you."

It was the first time that Zuiyue saw a ghost who came to the underworld without crying or making a fuss. She was very curious about Song Yuesheng’s story before her death, so she wanted to keep her safe and listen to her story.