The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

Meng Po sighed resentfully:

"It's not Lord Yama yet. I've recently become obsessed with a short play called 'The Bodyguard Falls in Love with the Young Lady.'"

"Has the popularity of this skit reached the underworld?"

"Who said it wasn't!" Gui Eleven continued Shen Meng's words.

"It's okay this time. Last time, they insisted on us wearing the same outfit as Little Dragon Girl, and I even had my hair tied up like a chicken leg!"

Shen Meng couldn't help laughing out loud:

"Oh, really? This King of Hell is quite fashionable! But, Lady Mengpo, I'm curious about how you look with a chicken leg hairstyle..."

"Hey, stop talking!" Meng Po interrupted her hastily, as if she didn't want to recall that "dark history" anymore.

"It will be fine after a while! Hey, No. 6666, why are you back?"

"Oh, by the way, I came back to see Lord Qinggui." Shen Meng thought of business.

"Then go ahead. I still have to work overtime."

Meng Po pointed at a few little ghosts beside her.

"You guys are not quicker. Look at my little face. I'm almost getting wrinkles."

"It's Lady Mengpo!"

In the Qinggui Hall, "Master Qinggui, that... Qingming Jade Plate you gave me... is broken...?"

Shen Meng stammered, not daring to look up at Lord Qinggui's expression.

When Lord Qinggui heard this, his face trembled and he shouted sternly:

"what?!"

Shen Meng shuddered with fear, "Master Qing Gui, I swear, I definitely didn't mean it."

Lord Qinggui's veins bulged and he pointed at Shen Meng's nose and roared.

"That was given to me by the previous generation of the King of Hell."

Shen Meng asked timidly, "Anything else?"

Lord Qinggui was speechless. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said through gritted teeth:

"What do you think?!"

"Then...is there any magical tool that can let me know Li Chengze's location?"

Qing Gui looked at Shen Meng, "What? Did you lose someone?"

"Not really, what if...what if."

Shen Meng's voice became smaller and smaller. After she finished speaking, she didn't dare to speak again. She just waited quietly for the green ghost to calm down.

"Okay, go back first. I'll have Bai Liu send it to you later."

Qing Gui held his forehead and helplessly let Shen Meng leave. He felt very sad because the piece was made of thousand-year-old cold jade.

Outside the Green Ghost Palace, Luo Tian paced anxiously, looking inside the palace from time to time.

Ever since he learned that Shen Meng had returned, he had been waiting here, his heart full of anticipation and questions.

"Sister Meng'er, you finally came out!"

As soon as he saw Shen Meng, Luo Tian immediately went up to her, his tone full of joy.

"Brother Luo Tian, ​​just call me Shen Meng."

Shen Meng smiled helplessly. It seemed that it was quite difficult to get Luo Tian to change his words. So she let him do it.

"Sister Meng'er, what's the matter with you coming back this time?"

Luo Tian asked with concern, his eyes sincere and warm.

"Nothing much, just came back to explain..."

Shen Meng's eyes flickered. She couldn't tell Luo Tian that she had broken the jade token of the underworld, right?

It's a bit embarrassing, oh no, it's a bit embarrassing.

"Why are you leaving right after arriving?"

Luo Tian looked like a little wife, which made Shen Meng feel like a scumbag.

It was as if Luo Tian was the legal wife and Li Chengze was the concubine.

Bah, bah, bah, what are you thinking about?

Shen Meng said goodbye to Luo Tian and returned to the bamboo house.

After Shen Meng left, a handsome and gentle scholar came up from behind Luo Tian.

"Are you really not going to tell her?"

Luo Tian shook his head. "She will know sooner or later. There's no need to rush."

"Then go back and play chess. I will definitely beat you."

The King of Hell patted Luo Tian on the shoulder, and the two of them turned into green smoke and disappeared beside the Naihe Bridge.

"Wow, Lord Yama is still so handsome today." Meng Po stood upright at the head of Naihe Bridge with a crazy look on her face.

Tiandao: "Tell me, can you be a little more reserved?"

The sky was bright, a thin layer of mist filled the bamboo forest, and the fresh air was mixed with the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Li Chengze was dressed in white, with an upright posture, a long sword in his hand shining coldly, and he was practicing sword with great concentration.

The sword flashed, and bamboo leaves fluttered down like a light snow.

In the corner of the bamboo forest, Shen Meng sat cross-legged, holding the book given to her by Lord Mo Yuan.

However, the words on the pages were like hieroglyphics. Shen Meng looked at them over and over for a long time, but could not recognize a single word.

Shen Meng even suspected that all the civilization he had learned in the past twenty-seven years had gone to waste.

In desperation, she started looking for help and took out the instant noodle brand.

"Black Thirteen, Black Thirteen!" Shen Meng lowered his voice and called softly.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a pale-faced man in a suit and sunglasses appeared in front of Shen Meng out of nowhere.

"Auntie, is there another ghost?"

"No, no." Shen Meng waved her hand quickly and handed the book over.

Can you help me take a look at what is written in this book? I can’t understand a single word.”

Hei Shisan took the book and flipped through it carefully.

However, the confusion on his face grew deeper and deeper.

"This..." Hei Shisan paused for a moment, his face full of joking, "No. 6666, are you kidding me? There's clearly nothing on it."

"No words?" Shen Meng snatched the book away, eyes widening in disbelief.

"How could there be no words? Look carefully, there are words on it, and they're even moving!"

Upon hearing this, Hei Shisan hurriedly moved closer to observe carefully.

However, no matter how hard he looked, he could not make out any words on the pages.

"I really can't see anything." Hei Shisan spread his hands helplessly, "How about you study it yourself?"

Before he finished speaking, Hei Shisan turned around and disappeared without a trace.

Shen Meng sighed and had to continue studying the book in his hand.

As her soul and body realm improved, she vaguely felt that this book was no ordinary thing.

"Practicing will-o'-the-wisp?"

Will-o'-the-wisp is an external energy within the ghost's body and a symbol of the ghost's strength.

Generally speaking, the darker the color and the higher the brightness of the ghost fire, the higher the level of cultivation of the ghost.

"Could it be that my will-o'-the-wisp can still be cultivated?"

Shen Meng's heart moved, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently touch the ghost fire above her head.

To her surprise, the will-o'-the-wisp fire, which should have been extremely hot,

At this moment, it doesn't feel hot at all to the touch, but instead feels as warm and smooth as jade.

Shen Meng was overjoyed and tried to take down the two clusters of ghost fire from above his head.

I saw two balls of green flames dancing slowly in her palms.

Like two dazzling gems, they emit charming light.

As soon as she let go of her hand, the will-o'-the-wisp returned to her head.

She pinched a small bunch between her thumb and index finger and took it off.

Just like flicking a fire stick, flick it forward gently.

A small cluster of will-o'-the-wisp, like a green meteor, instantly ignited the surrounding air.

However, this flame is not ordinary fire, but the fire of the underworld that only ghosts can see.

The bamboo forest was originally full of vitality, but now it seemed as if the vitality was devoured by the ghost fire.

It suddenly became eerie and terrifying, with an eerie chill in the air.

"Oh my god, what should I do? I seem to be in trouble."

Tiandao: "It's a small matter, a small matter..."