Chapter 659 No lunch for free
Qi Ming had dealt with the underworld and turned around and was about to return to Huangquan Station, with a gleeful expression. Today is New Year's Eve, the only New Year's Eve he spent with others in so many years after his death.
He has to go back quickly. "Qi Ming, wait a moment," Junlin called out in time.
Qi Ming's body, halfway through, turned back, "Sir, is there anything else?"
The tone was full of grief.
Jun Lin tweeted, why is this ghost always like a grudge now, "Today is New Year's Eve. Are you going to celebrate the New Year at Huangquan Station?"
Qi Ming looked at him without saying a word, his expression seemed to be saying: Nonsense, I am an employee of Huangquan Station, where will I celebrate the New Year at Huangquan Station?
Jun Lin smiled and put on Qi Ming's shoulder, "Take me with you, I'm lonely alone on New Year's Eve."
"You can go find your confidantes." Qi Ming put down his hand and took three steps back.
King of Kings has countless confidants in the underworld.
Jun Lin sighed, "It's the New Year, people have to rest, right? I can't eat much, just add me."
Qi Ming looked at him, making Jun Lin's back cool, "Look, I just want to go and have a free meal, but I'm not interested in you."
Haha, I'm not interested in you either.
Qi Ming turned around and took out a cell phone and called Yang Fan, "Tell us to our webmaster yourself."
Junlin: "...You will die if you take me directly!"
Qi Ming nodded honestly, "Yes, you will be beaten to death by Yang Fan."
If you don't tell her, you will take the King of Hell back for dinner, she will definitely beat him up.
"..."
Jun Lin looked at his serious face and felt so angry that he felt his teeth itchy, "Aren't you afraid that I will beat you?"
After all, he is his real boss!
Qi Ming: "Not afraid, if you beat me up, I can go back and complain."
The biggest advantage of the Sanqing Palace is to protect your shortcomings.
Jun Lin: "..."
A ghost king complained so righteously and shamelessly!
The phone rang twice, and Yang Fan's cold voice came from the microphone, "Hey..."
Qi Ming gave Junlin a look, the phone was connected, you tell me.
Jun Lin glared at him, turned his face and smiled at the phone so hard that he couldn't shine. "Website Manager Yang, it's me, I am Junlin."
The opposite side was silent for a second, as if he was shocked by his excessive tone, "What did you do to me on your back?"
This was a bit ambiguous, little sister.
Junlin felt a burning gaze on his back and cleared his throat, "What are you saying? How can I do something sorry for you on your back? If you want to do it, you will do it openly. How can I be such a person?"
"You are not a human being."
"..."
Although it is a fact, I always feel like I have been scolded.
Jun Lin cleared his throat, "That... Today is New Year's Eve, I'm a little bored by myself. Can you go to your place to have some food?"
"This is the matter," Yang Fan's tone suddenly became relaxed, "Just come directly, we made it so delicious tonight."
Qi Ming's face became even more stinky.
Jun Lin's smile deepened, "Okay, okay... I'll..."
"Remember to bring some food money. I don't want more, just come with some top-grade elixirs and magic tools. For the New Year, my disciples are still young, just give me some red envelopes."
"You come early, the meal is almost ready, and I'm dead."
"..."
Sure enough, there is no New Year's Eve dinner in the world that can be eaten for nothing!
Qi Ming's face instantly turned from gloomy to sunny.
Jun Lin brought some elixirs and magic weapons in pain and went to Yang Fan's house with Qi Ming.
On the other side, Yu Xiu was like a few people who had been dressed up for the first time.
"Old Ba, how about it? Isn't my outfit very handsome?" Ling Ye confidently flirted with his hair.
Floral shirt, bell-bottom pants and a pair of pointed leather shoes.
Yu Xiu looked at his outfit that looked like the little disco prince in the 1990s and gave him a thumbs up, "So handsome!" "Look at how I'm doing this outfit?"
Yu Xiu's face is tender, casual suit with sneakers, a bit like a newly graduated college student.
Ling Ye: "It's not bad."
"After all you are the ancestor's ghost. Can you mature and steady? "Cheng Qian complained.
Qi Hou looked disgusted, "Brother, stop talking about them, what are you wearing?"
If you have a big back, leather jacket, leather pants, and shoes, and sunglasses, you will look like a gangster on the street.
Cheng Qian shook his head, "You don't understand this, this is called trend."
Yu Xiu: "Cut~"
There is no end to the book: "Cut~"
Ling Ye: "Cut~"
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Ning Wenshan, wearing a Taoist robe, glanced at them and shook his head without looking at them, "One or two are not a good person."
Several other ghosts: Senior brother is still as old-fashioned as ever.
Qihou and An Runnian wear more normal clothes. They are both modified blue Taoist robes, which are not very grand, but they can reflect their identities.
And the two of them look good, like wealthy young men.
Everyone was neatly packed and waited for Yang Fan to come and invite them to have the New Year’s Eve dinner.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Yang Fan was still no longer seen.
"...Well, when will Yang Fan come to invite us to celebrate the New Year together?" Ling Ye asked.
Qi Hou said, "It should be soon, wait a little longer."
They waited quietly for a while until Yu Xiu remembered a very important question. "Have Yang Fan ever said he wanted to invite us to the New Year's Eve dinner?"
Other ghosts:...Good question.
Several ghosts looked at each other, and it seemed that this question had never been mentioned.
…
"Zenshi, who else is coming?" Tang Yuanyuan passed by Yang Fan and heard her call, and asked by the way.
"King of Hell."
"King of Hell...ah!King of Hell!"
The things in Tang Yuanyuan's water were almost scared, "Ancestor... Master, is the King of Hell I think?"
Yang Fan nodded, "It's the King of Hell you think of. After a while, there will be a table alone in the room and we will eat in the room."
After saying that, she turned around and returned to her room, leaving Tang Yuanyuan alone in the wind.
I know the existence of Huangquan Post Station... I met the Ghost King Master... I can still see the Hell King...
Mom, my life in the past six months is richer than the previous ten years.
"Tang Yuanyuan, why are you stupid here?"
Qiao Ci'an walked over and patted Tang Yuanyuan on the shoulder, "You go to the village entrance to pick up Taoist Master Wuxu and Taoist Master Fan Yi, and they have taken the wrong path again."
Tang Yuanyuan slowly turned his head, his tone was erratic, "Senior Sister, do you know who else is coming?"
"Who? Are your parents?"
"No."
"No."
"Who."
"Who is that?"
"King of Hell."
"Who is the King of Hell? This name is quite domineering..." Qiao Ci'an realized it and realized, "King of Hell?!"
"The King of Hell in the underworld!"
Tang Yuanyuan nodded.
"!!!"
Okay, now Qiao Ci'an is messy in the wind.
Tang Yuanyuan put the things in his hand on Qiao Ci'an's hand, "Senior sister, take them, I'll go and pick up Taoist Master Wuxu and the others."
Qiao Ci'an: "...Okay."