I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

Qin Yunie thought Meng Po was really good at this kind of thing. After getting the exact information from Xie Bian, he immediately sent a message to Meng Po, asking her if she could help.

But after Qin Yunie saw with her own eyes how Meng Po handled it, she could only sigh: So this is how Xie Bian handled it as he said he was good at handling this kind of thing...

Meng Po replied very quickly. Qin Yunie had just sent her a message for less than two seconds when she received a reply.

Meng Po: [Okay, when?]

Qin Yunie: [How about now? Is it convenient? ]

Meng Po: [If there's any inconvenience, just leave Xiao Hong here.]

Qin Yunie had just finished typing and hadn't even had time to send it out when Meng Po appeared.

Just as she was about to click send, Meng Po suddenly whispered in her ear: "I'm already here, no need to send it to me."

Qin Yunie was startled and subconsciously retreated away from the source of the sound. Just as she dodged, she found that it was Meng Po who had just spoken in her ear.

Qin Yunie exhaled, a smile on her face: "Sister Meng, it turned out to be you, you scared me."

Meng Po raised her eyebrows slightly, crossed her arms and looked at her, "Who else do you think you are?"

Suddenly she came closer and whispered in Qin Yunie's ear, "Did the King of Hell send you home last night?"

Hearing this, Qin Yunie's mind immediately flashed back to what happened last night, and her cheeks instantly became so hot that even her ears turned red.

Meng Po noticed her reaction and said meaningfully, "Oh my... Looks like something happened last night?"

Qin Yunie stretched out her hand to push Meng Po away, and said helplessly: "There is really no situation, Sister Meng, please stop talking nonsense."

Seeing her trying to hide her true intentions, Meng Po couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Okay, okay, there's nothing wrong. If there's nothing wrong, why are you blushing?"

Qin Yunie's face turned even redder as she laughed, and she shouted, "Sister Meng!"

Meng Po smiled and stopped teasing her, "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. Where is the garbage you mentioned?"

She looked around and didn't see any other ghosts except an old man sitting and writing something.

When the old man heard the voice, he looked up and suddenly found Meng Po had come. He quickly stood up and wanted to greet Meng Po, "Meng Po."

Meng Po took a look at the old man. His soul was quite pure and he hadn't done anything bad. After accepting his worship, she used her ghost power to lift him up and turned to Qin Yunie again, asking, "Is this his daughter you are talking about?"

Qin Yunie nodded, "Yeah."

Meng Po said directly: "Then let's go."

The old man quickly put away the letter that was almost finished, put away the table and stools for Qin Yunie, and went to lead them.

Led by the old man, they soon arrived at the widower's residence.

It's a single room.

He could afford a single room, no wonder his family bought him a wife after he died.

The other party's door was not closed, and the sound of laughter and conversation could be heard faintly from inside. "If he doesn't hand over his daughter, I'll let him feel the taste of my fist. She's already my wife, and she's still so tactless, hiding all day long. Wait until I catch her, and see how I teach her a lesson! Let her know who is her boss! She's really rebellious!"

"Hahaha, Brother Liu is really awesome. He should teach her a lesson. This woman won't listen unless she's taught. The only way is to tame her, hehehe..."

The two ghosts looked at each other, and what they were thinking was clear at a glance.

The old widower grinned and chuckled, "Don't worry, as long as you help me find her, I can help you find a wife and make you happy."

"Then I would like to thank Brother Liu first!"

When the old man heard the conversation inside, he was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He didn't dare to think about how his daughter would be tortured if this beast really found her!

Qin Yunie frowned as he listened, feeling uncomfortable.

The old man was so angry that he wanted to rush in and fight them, but Qin Yunie stopped him and said soothingly, "Leave it to Sister Meng."

Meng Po didn't notice their actions because she kicked the door open.

boom--

The door was kicked open so hard that it hit the wall and bounced back.

The widower, known as Brother Liu, stood up and cursed, "Who is it? Who the hell kicked my door? Do you know who I am?"

Meng Po stood at the door in a dashing manner, her chin slightly raised, her tone calm but with a hint of arrogance, "I kicked it."

When the widower called Brother Liu saw Meng Po standing at the door, his body seemed to be nailed to the spot, and the curse words in his mouth were stuck in his throat.

The other ghost in the room couldn't see who was standing at the door, but when he suddenly stopped moving, he stood up and asked curiously, "Brother Liu, who is that? He actually dared to kick your door. He's really brave. I must beat him to a pulp so that he knows that there are some people he can't mess with casually..."

However, the widower saw that the situation was not right and quickly covered his companion's mouth with his hand, fearing that he would cause a big disaster.

If ghosts had temperature, they would be sweating profusely by now. He smiled flatteringly and said, "Meng Po, why are you here?"

The ghost with its mouth covered also opened its eyes wide, looking at Meng Po with horror, its body shaking involuntarily, and it shivered and groaned twice.

Meng Po sneered and said, "If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known you were so arrogant."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to the other ghost, a fierce look in her eyes, "Don't you want to hit me? Come on, do it!"

The other party turned pale with fear and shook his head desperately, while constantly hitting the widower named Liu with his hands, signaling him to let go quickly.

The widower surnamed Liu finally woke up, realizing he was still tightly covering his companion's mouth, and quickly loosened his grip. Then, he trembled and apologized to Meng Po with a respectful smile, "Meng Po, please don't misunderstand me. We really didn't mean to offend you."

Meng Po gave an ambiguous smile. "Really? I saw you were quite happy just now, and you were scolding me quite enthusiastically. Why don't you stop scolding and just get down to business?"

Meng Po said casually, "Come on together, or you won't say I'm bullying you."

The two ghosts looked at each other, and neither dared to make a move.

How could they dare to take action? Not to mention whether they could win or not, even if they could win, they would not dare to take action.

At this moment, Meng Po suddenly asked, "Who is Liu Qiao?"

The ghost subconsciously looked at Liu the Widowmaker. Liu the Widowmaker shuddered, and his face was completely devoid of the arrogance and pride he had just shown. "I, I am."

Meng Po glanced at him. He was not very tall, only about 1.7 meters, and not strong either. He was neither fat nor thin, a little dark, and had a big mole on his face.

Meng Po looked at him mockingly, "So you are the loser who only dares to hit women."

Originally, Liu the Widower didn't dare to take action because of Meng Po's status in the underworld, but Meng Po's words obviously touched his sore spot, so that his face twisted for a moment and his body subconsciously tensed up. As he moved, the mole on his face also trembled, and his fists were clenched, obviously trying hard to restrain himself.