Chapter 50 Song Lan’s status in the underworld
"In the past, the underworld abandoned me like a weakling. Now, with adults leading us to build a new underworld, I no longer look down on that old-fashioned, pedantic, shabby place."
"Say I'm not worthy?"
“Now, it’s those ghosts in the underworld who don’t deserve it!”
Chunmenggui said proudly: "But I am a kind-hearted person, and I like to do good things to others. When the day comes, I will invade the underworld with you and become the new king. It's not bad. I can reward those ghosts who look down on others. Give me a chance to lick my shoes, hahahaha!”
Song Lan's lips curled up slightly, and she listened quietly to Chun Menggui's lecture.
She just likes this kind of arrogant villain who brags about everything and talks nonsense.
New underworld?
This haunted house belongs to the Zhang family, and I don’t know what the relationship between the person or ghost who wants to build a new underworld has with the Zhang family.
Chunmenggui opened his mouth and invited Song Lan to join them in building a new underworld.
"Come on, come on, join our new underworld..."
His hoarse and rough voice surrounded Song Lan three-dimensionally, as if he was scraping the table with his fingernails. It didn't sound confusing at all, but it was so unpleasant that it made people angry.
I really want to hit someone.
Song Lan looked at Chunmenggui thoughtfully.
At this time, Cui Jue, who was resting and recuperating in the underworld and recovering his soul body that had been damaged by powerful ghost consciousness, suddenly felt a suction coming from behind.
His vision went dark for a moment, then brightened again, and he appeared in the haunted house of the Zhang family, eye to eye with the Chunmenggui.
Cui Jue:? ? ?
Spring Dream Ghost:? ? ?
What kind of thing just clicked and hit you right in front of you?
"Check where the souls of the people who died here ended up."
Song Lan's face was expressionless.
Cui Jue heard the sound and frowned angrily: "Who is so presumptuous!"
How dare you summon the underworld judge?
I'll send him to the eighteenth level of hell later!
How audacious - eh? Damn it!
Cui Jue turned his head and after seeing clearly who was speaking, his mind went blank for a moment.
How audacious he is!
How dare you call this person impudent... "Hahaha, sir, you didn't hear anything just now, right?"
"Actually, I didn't say anything."
Cui Jue took a few steps back and stayed away from Song Lan.
Song Lan didn't say anything. He raised his eyes lightly and glanced at the person.
"I'll check it right now!"
Cui Jue took out his life book on the spot and checked it quickly.
I didn't dare to make a sound, and my heart was burning with anxiety: Dead hand, turn it over quickly!
When he turned to the last page, Cui Jue had some doubts about ghost life.
He still couldn't believe it, so he turned back two pages and then turned back again.
I repeated this several times, swallowing nervously and not daring to look at Song Lan.
Dear God, why didn’t it say that someone died in this house?
Cui Jue doubted Song Lan even though he doubted the destiny book.
Since this person said that someone died here, then he must be dead.
But he really didn't find anything...
Cui Jue glanced at Song Lan secretly, not knowing how to explain the result.
Tell the truth?
It doesn't seem to work... This guy said yes, but he insists on saying it's not in his life book. Isn't that contradicting others?
No, no.
Absolutely not.
lie?
Just thinking about it made Cui Jue tremble.
It’s not like I thought the ghost life was too long, so I was looking for death.
Cui Jue was still worried about how to reply.
Song Lan smiled coldly: "It seems that it was not found."
Cui Jue's non-existent heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he stuttered twice tremblingly: "Yes, yes... the life book does not show that there is anyone here who has expired."
"Do you recognize this thing?"
Song Lan pointed at Chunmenggui.
Cui Jue looked over.
Chun Menggui came back to her senses at this time, stuttered, and looked at Song Lan with some horror: "You, who are you?"
"Your living daddy."
Song Lan frowned slightly: "It's better to say goodbye. It's quite unlucky to have a pickled offal like you as an unworthy descendant."
Chunmenggui became angry when he was angry!
"Who are you?! And you..."
Chunmenggui's eyes fell on Cui Jue, puzzled.
How did this judge "swish" and end up standing here?
He clearly didn't even blink! ! What on earth did this woman do! !
Why did you recruit the judge? !
How could a ghost from the underworld get into this place! !
"This place has clearly been concealed by my family..."
Chunmenggui is really a big mouth.
Before Song Lan even asked, he revealed the key information.
"It turns out that the secret was concealed."
She looked at Cui Jue, who was confused: What are you looking at me for?
"This place was haunted by people, oh, or maybe it was haunted by ghosts, who used special means to hide the secrets of the world, so the people who died here will not be found in the fate book in your hand."
"Ah! What then?"
"Let the secrets of this place not be concealed."
"How to do it?"
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Song Lan looked at Cui Jue, and Cui Jue looked at Song Lan.
"You can't?"
"...Should I know how to do it?" Cui Jue rubbed his hands with worry.
Song Lan:...
Silence, still silence.
Cui Jue swallowed, and for some reason, he just wanted to die: "Do you know how to do it, sir?"
Song Lan:...
"If I remember correctly, I should be an evil ghost, right?"
Do you think I can do this?
The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Silence, still silence.
Chunmenggui:...Hello? Otherwise, you two treat me as a person, ah, not as a thing, and not as a person - can you two treat me as if I exist?
If the hidden secret of this place cannot be released, the deceased will not appear in the destiny book.
"I'm afraid a heavenly master on earth will have to come forward to find a way to solve this matter." Cui Jue said after considering it.
Song Lan glanced at him: "The ghosts in your underworld have no way to break it, but the heavenly masters in the world can?"
Cui Jue felt like he was despised.
“You don’t know something, but as the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts...”
"Got it."
If Cui Jue wanted to "quibble" again, he had to hold it back before he had time to say it.
As a gust of dark wind suddenly rose, and the world spun for a few moments, Cui Jue was "thrown" back to the underworld again.
Bai Wuchang was still worried about Hei Wuchang, and wanted to discuss it with Cui Jue and secretly go to the human world.
As soon as I reached Cui Jue's cave, I saw a black spot pressing down on my head.
Instinctively, he took a few steps back to avoid it. When he looked again, he saw Cui Jue lying on the ground, holding his waist and grinning.
"Old Cui!"
Bai Wuchang was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "What's wrong with you?"
"Forget it, it's not Song Lan..."
Upon hearing the name "Song Lan", Bai Wuchang quickly retracted his hand and stepped back further.
Cui Jue, who was halfway up, fell back down again.
Cui Jue: ...You might as well not help me!
Bai Wuchang: ...If you had said it was related to Song Lan, I would have turned around and ran away.
Who dares to get involved with that ancestor? -
Chunmenggui is still out of the situation, with a dull expression.
I didn't understand how the judge came here and how he disappeared.
"You..."
He looked at Song Lan and instinctively became vigilant.
Just as he made a sound, his vision suddenly went dark, and Song Lan put it in his pocket.
Spring Dream Ghost:? ? ?
What just... happened?
As soon as Chunmenggui disappeared, the surrounding thick fog also dispersed.
Everyone slowly woke up, their eyes were dazed, and several of them had expressions of unfinished meaning on their faces.
Pei Yuanshi looked away, not daring to look at Song Lan.
But Liu Wu——
Song Lan was a little surprised.
(End of chapter)