Back to Qingqiu as a fox

I felt that the knife scratched my body back and forth many times, as if it was going to peel my skin.To torture people like this, it would be better to just give me a knife.

After being frightened for a long time, he didn't cut it down smoothly. I finally couldn't help it. I opened my eyes and blinked and said: "If you don't want to kill me, maybe you can discuss it and let me go?"

"5 million years ago, I was a stillborn child who didn't have time to see the world. Sister Huang Quan wanted to save me, but I didn't want to leave, so she brought me back and raised me for 5 years." He cared about himself Speaking of my own experience, should I pretend to be very interested now, maybe he will let me go when he is happy?

Still holding the knife in his hand, he gently walked over my skin. I was afraid that he would speak too excitedly, so I shook my hand and peeled off a piece of skin.

"I've never seen the outside world, Huangquan Road, when the dead come in, they can't get out again."

I don't understand why he wants to tell me these things. Is it because he has been depressed for too long and finally meets someone, so he wants to vent?

"Because I am stillborn, it is destined that my mind will not exceed 12 years old, so I really can't figure out why my sister abandoned me." The boy stared at me, "If you can tell me, I will let you go."

It was only at this moment that I saw his face carefully, there was some faint black-blue color under the eyes, and his lips were also very pale. At the age of 12, when he was supposed to be innocent and lively, he was like a pool of stagnant water, which made people feel a little distressed.

It's just pitiful, I can't help him, and I really want to say to him: "You don't know, and I don't know!" Besides, there is no standard answer to this question, and it is obvious that I am embarrassing me .However, this child's life experience is really pitiful. He has been here for more than a million years, and it is difficult not to become a pervert.I also really feel bad.

Now it is finally clear that this place really is the underworld.It's the first time I've come here, so it's a pity that I can't take a good tour.

Although I knew it would be useless even if I answered it, I still pretended to be profound and said: "Your sister will bring you back to prove that she is a very kind person. She must have had some unavoidable reasons for leaving you behind."

"Is there a problem?" The young man fell into deep thought, and continued after a long time: "A million years ago, she completely sealed off the exit of the underworld. Except for ghosts, no living things can enter or leave. She doesn't want to come back, no matter what difficulties I have. Neither can be forgiven."

He said this very calmly, but I felt like falling into an ice cave, with a biting chill all over my body.

The inability of living things to enter and exit means that I am already dead, so it is no wonder that I can hear, see and perceive now.

"However, for a full 100 million years today, the gate of the underworld will be open for several hours."

I really want to say something to him: "Don't speak out of breath!" But I think he did it on purpose, and it's useless to say it. I just found out that he likes to scare me very much.

"The carrion is shaved clean." He put down the knife, created a jet of water in his hand, washed his hands, and cleaned my body.

Wait... It seems that I have been neglecting it all the time. Could it be that I was naked just now? !

Thinking of this, I didn't care what his words meant, humiliation and resentment welled up in my heart, and I roared: "Although you are only a ten-year-old child, you can't peek at my body, don't you know that no evil is seen?! "

The young man gave me a strange look and said: "How confident are you that you think I want to peek at your body? All living things are just a lump of flesh. Besides the current situation, I can look at it openly. Why peek?"

What he said seems to make sense.That's all, he is still a child, I don't care about him.

But how can he say that I am a piece of meat? !

But he was able to talk to me so much, probably not as malicious to me as he said before.After passing by his knife, my body feels much refreshed.Gradually, I became aware and could move a little.

I said, "What did you do to me just now?"

The young man replied: "Yuan Bao didn't know that you couldn't stand the real fire of Yin Yan that you must go through when you enter the underworld, so he pushed you down directly and burned [-]% of your cultivation. Now I will help you restore your skin and give you more money." Once the power is successful, it will be regarded as compensation."

I wondered: "Yuan Bao is this green fur ball next to you? Why did it push me down?"

"You have too many questions." The young man frowned, and said impatiently, "The things you're wearing will be available in two hours, and I'll ask Yuan Bao to take you up."

I stopped him and said, "Can you show me what the underworld looks like?"

He said: "This is Huangquan, not the underworld. Besides, why would I do such a thing?"

"I'll be very sorry if you don't take me with you."

"What does your sadness have anything to do with me." Although the young man's tone was cold, he walked ahead with his words and deeds inconsistent, and said with his back to me, "If you want to see, follow quickly."

"Go slowly, I have bad hands and feet!" When I wanted to sit up, I realized that I turned out to be a fox, and the fur on my body was almost completely burned off, replaced by circles of white cloth.

"Guji Guji~" The green fur ball circled around me, the two Doudou's eyes were wide open, and their mouths were in an arc shape, looking very happy.

I moved my neck, put my two forelimbs on the ground, propped up my whole body, and almost stumbled when I couldn't stand still.

Suddenly a blanket flew to my feet, lifted me up, and followed the boy smoothly.

For some reason, I suddenly thought of Jiu Xiao, the two of them are very similar, they are both very awkward people, and they are used to duplicity.

We "walked" one after another, but he didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

I was the first to break the deadlock and said, "What's your name?"

"Zheng Tai."

Madam?

Although it fits somewhat with his temperament, the name is too perfunctory.

"That's the place to listen to books." I looked along Zhengtai's fingers, and there was a two-story wooden building in front of me, with the words "Huangquan Teahouse" written on the plaque on the first floor.

He continued: "Every time a storyteller's soul comes down, he will stay here for a while, and tell the ghost messengers about the current popular books. If he speaks well, he can vote for a good family."

I am very surprised that with some storytelling skills, I can beat other ghosts at the starting line. Knowledge really changes destiny.

"How about we go in and listen to him talk? I just haven't heard a book for a long time."

Zhengtai didn't say anything, just walked a few steps forward, entered the teahouse, and sat down at a random place.

"Master is here! What would you like to drink?" A man who looked like a waiter came over to say hello. It should be said that a ghost who looked like a waiter would be more appropriate.But apart from his bluish complexion, he was no different from ordinary people.

Zhengtai replied, "A pot of Biluochun."

I said with a "hehe" smile: "Your... Huangquan drinks are very simple and friendly to the people."

He glanced at me, then turned to look at the stage.

I curled my lips and slandered: This temper is too awkward.He simply ignored him and turned his gaze to the back of the desk in the middle of the hall.

The storyteller was wearing an indigo mandarin jacket, holding the three strings in his hands, about to touch the wonderful part of his talk, and said: "At the right time, the old master of the master hall suddenly came out with a few high-ranking disciples, and did all the bad things." The bastard hall master and the celestial masters under him killed every single one of them! This move is not only to rectify the name of the celestial master hall, but also to eliminate harm for the people!" While plucking the three strings, bamboo boards made a rhythmic "cracking" sound on his feet. "Sound, as if it is really immersive.

The ghost messengers here really enjoy it, and they can already hear what happened not long ago.That thing turned out to be a storybook!Under such circumstances, it feels quite strange to hear Mr. Shu tell this matter.

Everyone in the audience applauded and applauded, "One more! One more!"

"Then I will write another "Two Women's Plays of the Dragon". It is said that the founding emperor of a prosperous ancient country is named Long Aotian. The governance of a country cannot be long-term stability by force alone. The court should set up a test booth to attract talented people.' Long Aotian accepts advice, and the poor people all over the world praise Long Aotian for his wisdom and martial arts, and apply for the imperial examination. There are two dragons in this country. A strange woman, unwilling to be subdued by a woman, also participated in this imperial examination..."

"Young master, you have a pot of Biluochun." Xiao Er came over and filled the teacups in front of us, then put down the teapot to greet other guests.

The storyteller's expression was very exaggerated, when he talked about what Long Aotian said, his voice was low and majestic, and when he talked about women, he changed into a high-pitched voice, and even raised his orchid fingers to joke, quite a bit funny.

In short, this is a story about an emperor who has more than enough martial arts but not enough intelligence, and was teased by two women to jump his feet.

I can't help wondering whether these two women are so outstanding, whether they will be attracted to each other, fall in love with each other, and wander the world ever since.

I shook my head, there are some very strange things in my head!How can I have such an idea just because I am with Jiu Xiao.

"Long Aotian is willing to be teased by these two women because he wants to enjoy the blessings of everyone and bring them both into the harem. Those two women are very chaste and fierce, and would rather die than follow. Long Aotian's patience is exhausted , then threatened the two of them, and if they did not comply, they would be sentenced to death for the crime of deceiving the emperor by disguising themselves as men in the imperial examination."

When the storyteller reached this point, he said, "I know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down."

"It's hard to be stuck here, Mr. must finish speaking today!" A tall and thin ghost guard stood up and patted the table.

A short fat man echoed: "Yeah, I don't know when it happened later, it's really uncomfortable. These two girls are so good, how can they be executed by this dog emperor!"

"Sir, don't leave it until tomorrow, please finish speaking today!" These words were repeated one after another in the teahouse.

"Then I will be reincarnated in the next life..." The storyteller smiled, "I want to be reincarnated as the daughter of a young lady from a brocade family in the south of the Yangtze River, the kind who is as gentle as water."

I had a chill. Although it is wrong to discriminate against others, but when an old man in his fifties with yellow teeth said such words, it made people wonder how much he was stimulated. It is possible that he was hurt by He Fengyue when he was young. Pass?

The author has something to say: It must be the two little pigs (cats) at home who prevented me from transforming into a typewriter. When typing, I ran away after teasing. Of course I chose to touch it!