Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

Mu Ziyun finally got up.

Not for anything else, just because the person who pushed him out of the bed saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, so he shouted angrily: "What are you doing lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, I can push you to death with just one push!" No, hurry up and get out!"

—It's not cute at all.

Mu Ziyun has been the overlord of his family since he was a child, and now he is the majestic master of the ghost world. Wherever he has received this kind of treatment, he is naturally so angry that Tianling Gai almost smokes.

But he was born with a delicate heart, and with the past few days of being together, he naturally knew not to confront the beauty who was angry with her, so he turned over, lay back on the bed, and said to himself: "Obviously He hugged me to sleep day and night, and still slept on my bed, but now he pushed me out of bed when he opened his eyes, it's really heartless."

"...you open it for me."

Mu Ziyun turned his head away, looking at the faces of Qinghe Qing and Qing, who obviously remembered clearly, his anger disappeared in an instant, and said with a smile: "This is my bed, and it's also You let me sleep outside, if you want to get out of bed, just climb out of me."

"You mother..." Yan Qinghe frowned and cursed secretly, obviously aggrieved, but because there was only this one choice and had to do it, he was extremely unwilling.

The bed had a roof, so he couldn't stand upright, so he could only support one hand on Mu Ziyun's side, and then raised his leg to straddle him.However, Mu Ziyun's figure is not as narrow as a bamboo pole, and he even deliberately hinders him from lying flat in a large font. He maintains this posture, which can be said to be unstable and precarious.

Concealed and unexpected, when he decided to get out of bed in this posture, he had already fallen into a trap - before he could stabilize himself, Mu Ziyun stepped in and dragged the person onto him.

"Hey! Where are you putting your hands!" Unable to hide and struggle, he quickly put his hands on Mu Ziyun's chest to distance himself, gritted his teeth and threatened, "Damn, I warn you to let go quickly, or I will break your arm!" Dog paws!"

Mu Ziyun didn't seem to have heard of it, so he wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed him even tighter, and then squeezed his stern face with the other hand, and said with a smile: "Don't always speak foul words, and your little one It doesn't match up at all, so I don't have to be so tough if I let you go... It would be more effective to act like a baby and say good things like before."

The two were too close, their breath intertwined in an unclear way, Bi Qinghe didn't want to spend much time with him, and now he just glared at him.

Seeing him like this, Mu Ziyun smiled again and said: "Besides, the gate of heaven is not open yet, don't you ask me to let you get out of bed, do you still want to open a magic circle on the bed?"

He continued: "When the time comes, you and I will be disheveled, and we will send the bedding and pillows together to the Heavenly Court. All the passing immortals will look at you and me hugging together—"

The voice came to an abrupt end, but naturally he was covered up and his mouth was covered. He pressed his head so hard that he almost sank it into the pillow, but Mu Ziyun didn't struggle, but just tightened his arms, leaving two smiling eyes.

Make it clear that even if you don't let go, I won't let go either.

It was really strenuous to fight against the arm wrapped around his waist, and to hide his sore back and back pain, he simply relaxed, lay down neatly on Mu Ziyun's body, and asked bluntly, "The thing... have you read it?"

"what?"

Bi Qinghe couldn't help but rolled his eyes again, and said: "The dossier, and the congratulatory gift entrusted to me by the Heavenly Court."

"Congratulatory gift? I'll take it as a meeting gift from you."

"I'm not in the mood to prepare a meeting ceremony for you."

Mu Ziyun laughed in his ear twice, seeing that Jian Qinghe was so obedient, he felt bad again, he slipped down and patted the big beauty's strong buttocks.

As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will never get wet. With such a frivolous attitude, Mu Ziyun teased others again and again, obviously he will be punished.

So frivolous, he covered his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and immediately slapped him on the face, like a slap without a curvature, which made his own palm go numb, and even Mu Ziyun was dazed by his slap——

"Change!"

A slap went down, as if it wasn't enough to relieve his anger, he gave up the bluffing tone of covering up and even chanting incantations, stretched out his hand to pinch him and slapped him on the head, turning Mu Ziyun into a dog.

It's still... a puppy the size of a palm.

Mu Ziyun:? ? ?

The eight-foot man just now, the ghost king who imprisoned the beautiful woman so that he could not move, has now turned into a puppy with the same width horizontally and vertically, huddled in a ball of clothes, lying on his back and propped up to cast a shadow under.

"Master Ghost King, you are so cute."

Covering Qinghe with a contemptuous smile, and even bending his eyes with a smile, he stretched out his hand with ease, and rubbed a few times on the soft stomach unique to the little milk dog, rubbing the chubby Mu dog so that he couldn't turn over and crawl I can't even get up.

Mu Ziyun is now a little milk dog, logically speaking, he should like it and enjoy being petted.It's just that I look like a dog on the outside, but I'm still a real big man on the inside.A full-blooded man, lying naked under the hands of others, was touched all over his body——

It's really inappropriate, inappropriate.

"This isn't a blindfold, it's a serious transfiguration. Just be a puppy for a few days. I'm leaving, so you don't need to send it off." Covered his face with a smile, which was rare and bright, and even snored at Mugou before leaving The cub's head, and then reached out and scratched the dog's chin a few times, extremely frivolous.

In order to cover up and sleep peacefully, there were not many candles lit in the room, so he could only get out of bed in the dark at this moment, and took off the clothes hanging on the clothes rack by the faint light and put them on his body.

He dressed and dressed, as if thinking of something again, the beauty turned her head and said to Mu Xiaogou who was still in a daze on the bed: "By the way, I don't know when the spell will be solved, you Remember to wear clothes at all times~"

At the end, he added: "No one should want to see the heroic appearance of Lord Ghost King, right?"

——Too much, really too much.

Mu Ziyun, who turned into a puppy, wanted to pat the bed to vent his anger, but he could only express it by stomping his feet.

Ever since, he was rewarded with a laugh before he left again.

I must touch it back next time, Mu Gouzai thought so.

However, just like Mu Ziyun was turned into a dog when he touched someone's butt, the worldly reward of covering up and turning people into dogs came too fast.

As soon as he reached the heaven with his front feet and saw the light of the magic circle around his boots disappear, he noticed something on his back feet that was enough to make him temporarily retreat from the fairy world—he was wearing Mu Ziyun's coat.

During the few days of staying in the ghost world, Mu Ziyun had someone make two new clothes for him, but the ghost tailor's shop only had dull-colored satin, so his two sets of clothes were dark without exception. .

The dark color is hidden in the darkness, so of course he is wearing the wrong one.

Whether it was more embarrassing to take off your clothes in front of all the immortal officials, or to walk all the way back to the temple wearing the clothes of Lord Ghost King, I chose the former after hiding and tangling for a long time.

He is already thin, and his physique is even smaller than Mu Ziyun's. Right now, the clothes are loose and loose on his body, hanging by a belt. From the eyes of others, wouldn't such a scene be like a reunion of golden wind and jade dew , As a result, she got up during the day and wore the wrong clothes, how ambiguous and ambiguous it was.

So even though the clothes didn't have the three big characters "Mu Ziyun" written on them, they were still... unsightly.

"Oh, I'm back." A female voice sounded.

"It's really ghostly." Another male voice sounded.

Hearing a familiar voice, Zha Qinghe looked up, and found that the place where the breath was drawn and where he was teleported was just right, and it was his temple—although it was only a wing at the moment.

"It's been repaired very quickly. It just so happens that I will be able to live there when I come back." Zhe Qinghe took a few steps closer, stood in front of the frame of the gate, and looked into the distance.

"When you delivered the things, the ghost king told grandma, and the Ministry of Works hastened to fix it after receiving the order." The person who spoke was named Chu Zhengze, who is the current head of the Ministry of Works.

"Yeah, who would've thought that you've been stuck in the ghost world for so long, you've already woken up in the wing room." The female voice was naturally Chao Huaxin, she stood on tiptoe and circled Qinghe's shoulders, and said with a smile, "I I also added furniture for you, go in and have a look."

"Thank you." Cover Qing and Wen Yan laughed, and then asked a little embarrassedly, "I'll go in now, so it won't collapse again."

"No, no, look at the temple next to it. Master Chu asked Mrs. Xi for instructions and dragged his younger brother up ahead of time." Chao Huaxin pointed to the Chaoyue platform and said, "It is absolutely not right now. Something will happen."

So Bi Qinghe looked at Chu Zhengze again, and said with a smile, "Master Chu, please."

"...It's okay." Seeing his smile, Chu Zhengze squeezed his hands a little awkwardly, and said, "You guys talk, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Speaking of this new temple, Chao Huaxin was probably more enthusiastic than Biqinghe, and before Chu Zhengze had gone far, he dragged Biqinghe into the only wing.

Chao Huaxin pulled him to sit down, directed his servants to serve tea and water, and then asked: "How is the ghost king, is it easy to get along with? It's too exaggerated to offer a reward of hundreds of thousands of merits for sending something."

"Don't mention it." Bi Qinghe waved his hand.

"What's the matter? I think he's pretty good."

"You know him?"

Seeing nodding towards Huaxin, Zhe Qinghe put on a "look" expression and said, "He said he didn't know you."

"You guys are still chatting, it seems that you get along very well."

"Forget it, I don't want to see him again in my life." Cover Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "He is not used to the auspicious light, so he probably doesn't want to see me either."

"Um...probably."

"Shangyuan Festival will be in three days." Chao Huaxin was silent for a while, then suddenly said something thoughtless, then took a sip of tea from his cup and said cautiously, "Shangyuan Festival...you know, Shangyuan Festival Yuan Tianzun's disciples from all walks of life will come."

"I've heard it a little bit." It was obvious that Ge Qinghe hadn't realized the deep meaning in Chao Huaxin's words.

Chao Huaxin pursed his lips and smiled at him, saying: "Shangyuan Tianzun blessed the world, it stands to reason... everyone in the heavenly court is his disciple."

Everyone in the Heavenly Court is his disciple... Isn't it...

"!" Zhe Qinghe gasped, his heart raised in his throat, he looked at Chao Hua Xin but couldn't say a word.

"Even if you want to visit the master, you have to go to the banquet even if you go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire—" Chao Huaxin suddenly felt a little cruel, but he finished the sentence, "So in three days, you may see him again It's over."