The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

The man called out gently and began to search and call in the bedroom. He even opened the closet to look for the girl, but still could not find her pretty figure.

Hei Huomian, calm down! Shui Ru promised you that she would not run away, calm down, calm down and look for her again.

Yes, the kitchen!

This little greedy cat must have been eating the ice cream in the kitchen while I was away.

Hei Huomian instantly teleported to the kitchen, but found that the huge kitchen was tidy and cold, with no sign that it had ever been visited by the future hostess.

Uncle Nan was frightened by Hei Huomian's frequent teleportation in Sucong Manor, and immediately appeared to perform his duties and saluted his master:

"Master, are you looking for something?"

"Where's Shui Ru?"

"The lady is here, in the bedroom."

"I didn't find her in the bedroom. Where else could she go if she's not in the bedroom at this time?!" Hei Huomian was furious and ordered silently:

"Secret Guard!"

Hei Huomian called out several times, almost using the Hellfire Order, before the six Dark Guards appeared in front of him one after another due to the forced summoning contracts:

Some of them still had foam on their heads, with bath towels hastily wrapped around them in their hands; some were barbecuing with their left hand, holding fruit with their right hand and staring at their phones with a silly smile; some were lying in a pile of money counting it; there was also a girl over 1.9 meters tall wearing a one-piece cartoon pajamas, holding a doll in her arms, wiping her tears while reading a novel about girls; the only female guard was hugging the leader of the secret guards in a dishevelled state, in a state of confusion and passion.

"What's going on with you guys? Where's Bai Shuiru?!"

The Hades Emperor was rarely furious. The six Dark Guards immediately knelt down and tried to explain:

"Ming, the Queen is in the room. Yes, the Queen let us go... It's fake."

“Who are you serving?!” Hei Huomian came to his senses after asking.

Shui Ru gave them another holiday? Didn’t they just have a holiday?

"Swear to be loyal to the Dark Emperor until death." The six dark guards looked at each other.

But Hades, please listen to the Queen of Hades. We just jumped a level and serve the Queen of Hades directly. Is that not wrong?

Hei Huomian was not interested in studying the grievances and thoughts on the faces of the six dark guards, and repeated:

"Where's Bai Shuiru?!"

The six secret guards realized that something was wrong at this time, and exchanged glances in silence again:

"Shit! Could it be that Miss Bai has found another way to get us away and then escaped again?!"

"For example, if Miss Bai really runs away again, how will we die?"

"Relax~! The good news is that we've been dead for more than 800 years."

"Stop arguing! Why don't you find it quickly?!"

"I really want to say that based on my experience, only the Hades can find Miss Bai in the first place..."

"Eh? Then can we... just be lazy?"

"…It's not impossible to consider."

Hei Huomian suddenly had an idea and disappeared instantly. When he appeared in a room again, he couldn't help but hold his breath and close his eyes, muttering in his heart:

Bai Shuiru, let me find you, let me find you!

Hei Huomian tiptoed carefully around the corner and saw a familiar long-haired figure crouching on the workbench as he had expected. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, but as if he was worried about scaring the little girl away, he immediately lightened his breathing and continued to walk closer with light steps.

Hei Huomian squeezed into the corner of the chair where Bai Shuiru was sitting, slowly stretched out his arms, hugged Bai Shuiru tightly from behind, buried his face in her shoulders, and sniffed the faint fragrance of green grass that belonged to the little girl.

"Hmm..." The sleeping beauty was disturbed. She raised her hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, slowly opened her sleepy eyes, raised her hand and gently stroked her lover's face, "Mianmian...you're back?"

"Yeah." The man nodded and responded softly, sighing. In the end, he couldn't help but confide his fear:

"I just thought you left again."

"How could that be? I'm just working overtime to finish the design."

Bai Shuiru stood up and leaned in the man's arms, stretched her arms and stretched out her signature twisted body, then adjusted her sitting position, "What should I do? You saw my ugly face drooling while sleeping, you will hate me..." She turned around and hugged him, continuing to close her eyes and rest.

"How could that be?" Hei Huomian kissed the little girl's cheeks and the top of her head gently and softly, sighing softly as he enjoyed the satisfaction and peace of mind of hugging the one he loved. "Even if you fall into a garbage dump, I will not hesitate to hold you tightly in my arms and will never let go even a little bit!"

"Pianpiao~!" The girl laughed and punched the man's chest gently, receiving a domineering, gentle and lingering kiss from the man.

Hei Huomian temporarily ended the lingering with a small kiss, hugged his lover in his arms, and glanced at the design draft on the table, "How is the progress?"

"It's only less than 1/5 of the way done~!" The little girl sighed. "Originally, I wanted to ask the honorable and supreme chairman to abuse his power and transfer his gossip assistant to the design department as soon as possible, but without the design drawings, there is no way to clearly demonstrate my ability and calm the world's gossips."

"I can't just say, 'Director, how about you set the topic and I'll DIY a few accessories for you to see~!' Is that right?"

"This is very cool. On-site operation can better show the talent of our designer~!" Hei Huomian smiled dotingly, holding up the innocent but sleepy face and kissing it gently:

"As long as the chairman's wife asks, the chairman will fulfill all her wishes even if it means risking the whole world's disapproval."

"Let's go back to bed."

The man kissed the little girl in his arms again, then stood up and walked out of the studio, glaring at the twelve secret guards who were still standing in a row at the corner gossiping, looking the same as when they came.

The twelve secret guards immediately understood what was going on and dodged, gathering on the other side to eat melon seeds and gossip.

Min Ying was about to unlock and open the door when he saw a middle-aged man in the corridor taking off his hat and gesturing to him, "Officer Min, I'm back from get off work. You had three packages today, and one of them was almost taken away by the dog next door, but I got it back for you."

Min Ying nodded and looked him up and down as if in a professional habit:

The man has an elegant appearance, wearing a long gown and retro round-frame glasses.

Do I know this person?

Why is there only a shadow below his knees, and no shadow? !

Is it...

Min Ying immediately became alert, changed hands to pick up the express, and slowly moved his right hand to the wooden compartment at his lower back.

Mr. Minguo suddenly smiled and patted Min Ying on the shoulder, "Hey~! Officer Min, you can finally see me?!"

"You are, Piao." Min Ying couldn't tell whether his tone was affirmative or questioning.

"Yes. A month ago, you helped my great-granddaughter catch that beast. To thank you, I came to talk to you when I was free. Otherwise, you would be too bored alone." Mr. Minguo was quite pleased and put his arm around Min Ying's shoulder. "Now that you can see me, I don't have to perform a one-man show."

A month ago, Min Ying did solve a series of kidnapping, sexual assault and detention cases. When he arrived and rescued one of the female victims, she mentioned with tears of gratitude that her great-grandfather asked her to wait patiently and that he would definitely come to rescue her.

Min Ying frowned and recalled:

At the time, I thought the victim had been imprisoned for too long and was hallucinating; now thinking back, the clues I found when solving that series of cases were a combination of coincidences, and some of them were even as if someone handed them to me on my desk, and I got them without any effort...

Min Ying suddenly noticed that Mr. Minguo's face suddenly enlarged in front of him. He subconsciously leaned back, distanced himself, turned around and started pressing the password lock on the door.

I can't see you, but you're still talking to me; I think you want me to accompany you.

No, Min Ying, it must be because you haven't gotten enough sleep these days that you are having visual and auditory hallucinations.

So just have some sleep right away.

"Good night." Min Ying muttered softly, and it was unclear whether he was talking to himself or to Mr. Minguo.

"Good night, Officer Min. By the way, your lotus flower pot needs watering."

Min Ying grabbed a small half bottle of mineral water and half a biscuit that were left over from a few days ago from the coffee table, chewed them hastily, and then collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep quickly.

In a daze, he heard someone reminding him:

"Officer Min, don't forget to sprinkle water on it."

Min Ying opened his eyes with a start, sat up and looked towards the balcony. Sure enough, he saw that the only plant in the house, the lotus, was drooping due to drought.

Ever since I took over Hui Zi Chi Lian Hua, I have been busy solving cases for three months and have been leaving it to nature.

This pot of lotus was given to him by Shuiru before he took the college entrance examination. However, he was not allowed to bring plants into the U.S. when studying abroad, so he could only ask his parents to help take care of it.

The two old people are good at growing flowers. After a few years, they have grown the fingernail-sized seedlings into lush old trees. They are indeed much better than themselves, a bachelor who runs the bureau all day and hasn't been near the gate of the community for ten days or half a month.

Min Ying got up and went to the kitchen refrigerator to get a can of beer, then took out a spray bottle to get some water, and drank the cold beer while spraying the lotus flower in the breeze.

Perhaps just like I am not suitable for raising flowers, plants, cats and dogs, I am really not suitable for Shuiru, especially my profession.

I realized early on that letting go was indeed the right choice, both for Shuiru and me.

But this pot of lotus is a gift from Shuiru to me, so I still have to take good care of it.

How about putting it in the office? At least it will have a much better chance of catching people's eyes.

"The beer nowadays definitely doesn't taste as good as it did when I had it." Mr. Minguo suddenly appeared on the balcony, looked at the beer in Min Ying's hand and shook his head.

Min Ying took a sip of beer, turned around and went to the kitchen refrigerator to get another can of beer and returned to the balcony. "So you are not my hallucination, nor my hallucination." He handed it to the other party, "Do you want to try it?"

"Of course it's not an illusion. But why can you suddenly see me?" Minguo Piao took the beer, took a sip, frowned, and swallowed it with difficulty, "Pah, there is no wheat aroma at all."

"But that's true," Minguo Piao pouted and shook his head, "People are impetuous and chasing fame and fortune. In order to gain traffic and make quick money, the things they produce are naturally not as good as they used to be."

"If you don't drink it, I'll drink it. Don't waste it."

Min Ying finished his can of beer, picked up the other person's can, took a sip, and turned to look at him, "Didn't they say that Piao was going to the underworld or something? Why are you still here?"

"To repay a favor. I asked my boss for a six-month leave, and now I still have two months left!"

"I don't need to repay you. Solving the case was my duty back then."

Mr. Minguo patted Min Ying's shoulder approvingly, "You have your principles, and I have mine."

Min Ying looked around at the night, the warm lights and the smell of fireworks in the homes of other residential buildings in the community, and blurted out unconsciously:

"Didn't you say you wanted to repay me? Come drink with me."

"Sure! Do you mind if I invite some friends over?"

"It's okay, it's hot when there are so many people around..." Min Ying followed the other party back to the living room. Before he finished speaking, he noticed something heavy falling down from above.

Min Ying jumped over the coffee table nimbly, rolled over on the ground and stood up quickly. He saw that the place where he had been standing was piled with several round, translucent, plush toy-like unknown objects.

As the "puff" sound continued, twenty or thirty human-shaped figures like Mr. Minguo appeared in the house like mushrooms after rain.

Mr. Minguo introduced them to Min Ying one by one with a smile:

"These are the wind elves, cloud elves, and rain elves... They are all elves and spirits who are staying in your house."

Live, live in my house?!

Min Ying frowned slightly.

There are so many floating flowers in my house?!

"A good bird chooses a tree and a good minister chooses a master. We phoenixes also choose where to live. Especially phoenixes with good character, they must choose to live with upright people with good character." The phoenixes saw Min Ying's doubts and patted him on the shoulder, "Young man, this is an affirmation of you."

Min Ying subconsciously pulled the collar of his coat closer.

There can't be one in the bathroom too, right?

A middle-aged man immediately expressed his opinion:

"Don't worry, we won't peek when you're taking a shower or going to the toilet~!"

Seven or eight men and women winked at each other, covered their lips and smiled at Min Ying, "We are all watching openly~! Ahahahaha~!"

A young girl with a blushing face walked towards Min Ying, "Come to think of it, brother, you have a really nice figure~! Swish!"

"Young man, I like you~!" A toothless old lady put her arm around Min Ying's shoulders, and another bald, fat old man also rushed to get close to Min Ying. "You stinky old woman, you always snatch the young from me!"

Mr. Minguo ignored the wind spirits and cloud spirits who were about to fight, pulled Min Ying out of the crowd, raised his hand and loudly announced the start of the party.

For a while, all kinds of round and fat creatures and ghosts were dancing, singing karaoke, juggling, and mixing cocktails in Min Ying's living room. They even insisted on dragging the host, who wanted to escape, to join in, and squeezed Min Ying on the sofa on both sides to enjoy the performance.

Min Ying had no choice but to hold a can of beer, looking through the mountain elves and stone monsters who were performing a play, and looking at Mr. Minguo, whose figure was becoming increasingly blurred sitting opposite him, and asked unconsciously:

"You haven't been reincarnated for so long, don't you feel lonely?"

"People are always lonely," Mr. Minguo raised the spicy noodles in his hand to greet, "Soulmate~, if I get it, I'm lucky, if I don't, it's my fate." He winked at Min Ying and added:

“Even if you are lucky enough to find your soul mate, there is no guarantee that the other person will understand you 100%. Soul mates can only reduce loneliness as much as possible, but they cannot completely eliminate it.”

"The girl you like is destined to be married to our Hades. Hades is a good man," Mr. Minguo added hurriedly, stretching out his arm and patting Min Ying on the shoulder. "You are also a good man who is comparable to him. The only difference is fate. In short, don't worry!"

A gray cloud spirit handed Min Ying a cup of homemade rice wine.

Min Ying, who had never been addicted to alcohol, wanted to decline the offer. However, the faint scent of gentian wafting from the rice wine easily reminded him of the girl's favorite white double-petaled gentian.

Min Ying thanked him and took it, then drank it all in one gulp. He immediately felt dizzy and lay on his side on the sofa involuntarily.

His five senses gradually became numb. The last thing Min Ying saw and heard before he completely lost consciousness was the round-framed glasses of Mr. Republic of China looking down at him, reflecting a calculating light, "We have completed the first phase of the Dark Emperor's mission. We can withdraw now."

Mission? What, mission?