The koi milk bag is three and a half years old, and six older brothers are vying for favor

"Thank you sister Yuanyuan, I will definitely repay your kindness in the next life!"

After getting Xiaotuanzi's promise, Miao Wanqi's heart settled down. She hung up the phone after saying thanks, put away her phone and continued to drift home.

"Yuanyuan, who are you talking to on the phone so late? A new friend?"

Gu Mingchen was responsible for taking his sister home to sleep. Instead of driving the family car, he left the car with his parents and took a rough car back.

She didn't bother Yuanyuan when she was on the phone with Miao Wanqi. After she hung up, she looked at the time and asked curiously.

"It's Yuanyuan's new friend she made in the afternoon. Her name is Miao Wanqi. She is a very pitiful sister~"

Hearing this, Xiaotuanzi opened the address book, clicked Miao Wanqi's name, and showed her information to Gu Mingchen.

"Why is your address book different from mine? Can you still store such detailed contact information?"

Gu Mingchen looked at the completely dark address book interface and asked with some confusion.

Yuanyuan's mobile phone was bought by him. The model is exactly the same as his own. Logically speaking, the interface layout of the address book should also be the same.

But in addition to Miao Wanqi's phone number, name, and her photo, there are even birth dates, a brief life summary, and the date of death.

When he saw the year and cause of death, Gu Mingchen couldn't help but closed his eyes and opened them again, suspecting that he was hallucinating because he was too tired from work.

"Brother, you are not hallucinating. Sister Wanqi is dead. She is a ghost. Her number is also from the underworld. Ordinary people cannot save it."

"But in order to contact Sister Wanqi, Yuanyuan secretly hung up a ladder and added the network of the underworld, so it survived. Of course, the interface is different from the usual one."

Xiaotuanzi heard Gu Mingchen's thoughts, exited the address book, opened his own ladder-hanging software, and explained in a low voice.

She learned this method of hanging ladders from Bai Er. In the demon world, there are monsters who often deal with people or ghosts, making deals and so on.

Nowadays, the Internet is popular, and the Internet has also been opened in the underworld. In order to facilitate business and communication, some clever demons have imitated humans and made ladders, specifically used to connect the networks between the Yin and Yang realms.

Yuanyuan didn't know it at first, but she muttered one day that it was inconvenient for the ghosts to contact her through WeChat because they didn't have phones, so Bai Er told her about the ladder and asked her to download the app.

"It turns out that there is also a network in the underworld, and it is the same 5G network as ours."

Yuanyuan and Gu Mingchen talked about hanging a ladder in the underworld to connect to the Internet. The latter was also quite surprised. He asked his sister for his cell phone and checked it curiously, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course, the underworld is developing faster than the underworld. Maybe a 6G network will be developed soon!"

"Brother, if you are interested, Yuanyuan will also ask Bai Er to help you hang a ladder so that you can connect to the underworld network and see how the ghosts communicate!"

Yuanyuan was very satisfied with the ladder Bai Er gave her. Seeing that her elder brother was curious, she took the initiative to recommend it.

Once you are connected to the Internet in the underworld, you can enter the ghost people's social platform to learn about current events in the underworld, and the ghost people will post photos of Naihe Bridge, Wangchuan and other places.

She had seen it before when she was wandering around there when she was bored. The ghost who posted the photos might have been a photographer before he was alive. He took beautiful pictures of the scenery in the underworld. They were all scenery that did not exist in the human world!
"If you secretly connect to the underworld network like this, will anything happen if you are discovered?" Gu Mingchen heard this but did not directly respond. Instead, he thought of something and asked worriedly.

He doesn't understand the laws of the underworld, but when watching TV and movies, he often sees the difference between yin and yang, and that humans and ghosts cannot cross their own boundaries.

Although Yuanyuan can catch ghosts and subjugate demons and is a very powerful little Taoist priest, she is only a three-and-a-half-year-old child. She may have ignored the rules of the two worlds out of fun and curiosity.

"Don't worry, big brother, others can't connect, but Yuanyuan can! Yuanyuan has already written a letter to say hello to Brother Yama, and Yuanyuan only connected after he agreed!"

Xiaotuanzi raised his chin quite proudly after hearing this.

Brother Yama is her good friend. He even gives her the pastries made by the great chef of the Tang Dynasty. What does the Internet mean?
Gu Mingchen felt relieved after hearing this. Seeing that the car had arrived at the door of Gu's house, he got out of the car with Yuanyuan in his arms.

When Yuanyuan was carried home by Gu Mingchen to sleep, Miao Wanqi on the other side finally floated to the door of her house, and was hesitating in front of the door whether to go in or not.

"An Yu, it's time to go to bed. Let's go back to the room to sleep. You are weak and it's not good to catch a cold if you sleep in the living room."

While Miao Wanqi was hesitating in front of the door, a familiar voice suddenly came from inside the door.

Miao Wanqi's eyes couldn't help but tingle when she heard this voice. She didn't stop at the door any longer, closed her eyes and walked in from the outside with a "whoosh".

"You go back to your room. I want to spend some time with my daughter in the living room."

After Miao Wanqi walked into the house, she saw her photo hanging on the wall in the center of the living room. Under the photo was a rectangular wooden table filled with tributes.

The tributes include meals, snacks, and fruit drinks, which she usually likes to eat. They look very fresh and should be changed every day.

In front of the table, her mother Yang Anyu was sitting on the mat, holding an apple and peeling it carefully with her head down.

"Every time you say you'll wait a while, you end up falling asleep on this mat every time. You've fainted twice this month because you didn't get enough rest. Wanqi would feel bad if she saw it!"

Miao Yongchang squatted behind his wife Yang Anyu, held her shoulders, and said worriedly.

A month and a half ago, his daughter committed suicide by jumping off a building. Neither he nor Anyu could accept the reality and almost followed her together.

But soon their parents came. Looking at his aging father-in-law and his own parents, Miao Yongchang could only suppress his grief and became the mainstay of the family, comforting his wife and elders.

But my wife's condition has gotten worse recently. She always sits in front of her daughter's portrait all day long, crying, muttering regrets to herself, and even having hallucinations several times.

If this continues, her body will definitely not be able to bear it and she must take a good rest.

"I was the one who killed Qiqi. I didn't listen to her and drove Teacher Lin away immediately. She must be very lonely underground now. If I can't hold on anymore, I can go down and accompany her..."

Yang Anyu stopped peeling the apple, looked down at the fruit knife in his hand, and murmured with hollow eyes.

On the day of the accident, she took her daughter to the audition. When she went to the toilet, she saw her daughter, who had been alive a few minutes ago, lying in a pool of blood, her hands and feet twisted, and her appearance was beyond recognition. (End of chapter)