The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 4
The Wuhu Luanhua incident continued, and more and more ghosts came to Meng Po Village every day. Zhao Li and A Xiang came to Meng Po Village not as frequently as before, and the soup pot in the kitchen was boiling all day long, with an unpleasant stench.

As the number of ghosts increased, Lin Xi's sentencing time became longer and longer, and her originally stable mood became irritable again.

Fortunately, Sanqi was sensible, and seeing Lin Xi's appearance, he took the initiative to take over the work that belonged to him, but even so, Lin Xi was still irritable.

Because the time for the next task is still very early.

The Wuhuluanhua Rebellion also induced the birth of many monsters and monsters, some of whom were powerful.

Once the strength is strong, the goals pursued will also change, the most important of which is longevity.

The yang volume of life and death contains the merits and demerits of a person's life, and the yin volume records life, death and longevity.But if you want to gain longevity, you need to cross out your name from the yin scroll.

However... the Yangjuan is in the hands of Lin Xi, and the Yinjuan is in the hands of Pluto. Although the Yangjuan is not very attractive to them, it is not dispensable, and if you want to get the Yinjuan, you can only get it through Meng Pozhuang, so some troublesome things Not a lot.

Therefore, some demons forced their way into the underworld to change their lifespans. There are many ghosts and dead souls who died under their hands, so the ghosts changed wave after wave.

Mulan is one of them.

"There are still 20 years, alas" Lin Xi sighed while fiddling with the tea bowl on the table.

The matter of crossing ghosts has been completely handed over to Sanqi after Wu Huanhua, and after more than 100 years of training, Sanqi has become more and more like a Meng Po, but the stench of Meng Po soup is as bad as ever.

As for Meng Po Tang, Sanqi also knew that the cause of the stench was the lack of a medicinal ingredient, but he didn't know what was missing, but Sanqi didn't pay much attention to it.In her words, "I can forget the past anyway, so why care about this bowl of stinky soup." '

Sanqi who came out of the kitchen saw Lin Xi lying on the table in a daze, holding a clay pot with a withered yellow rhizome in both hands, went to sit beside Lin Xi, "Pluto asked me again when I got married."

"Then what do you think?"

"I can do both," Sanqi said, with a blush on his cheeks, "But Li Zhao didn't answer, and he doesn't know whether he wants to marry me."

Lin Xi raised her head with one hand and looked at Sanqi for a while, "Then do you like him?"

"What is like?"

"He's coming in the near future, do you miss him and miss him?"

Sanqi fiddled with Manzhushahua's rhizome and didn't answer for a while, but thought carefully and replied: "I said I would, but I didn't think about him that much, and I said I didn't want to, but I felt a little uncomfortable."

Lin Xi smiled, "What about Ah Xiang and the others?"

"It's the same."

"I see." Lin Xi nodded, "Then tell Pluto to wait."

"Oh."

Eight years later.

The sky is covered by flying sand from the Yellow Springs, and a group of people are looming on the hazy horizon. If you look closely, the leader is obviously Zhao Li, who is also Wuming who lost his soul.

Zhao Li was dressed in a black-patterned official uniform, with a black cone hat on his head, and a long knife in his hand. He was followed by a dozen or so ghost messengers.With every step, the space under his feet twists and turns, as if the ground shrinks into an inch, and the distance of hundreds of miles has already been walked into Meng Pozhuang in just a breath.

Hundreds of ghosts in Meng Po's village hid under the pillars or tables, looking at the two men holding Sanchi on the stairs in horror and curiosity.

A burly man was guarding Baigui and Lin Xi with a spoon in his hand, a short and joyful man was holding a kitchen knife and resting it on Sanqi's neck, looking angry, while Lin Xi was leaning on the pillar and watching silently. With this farce.

"Aasi"

Zhao Li led the ghost messenger into the door aggressively, but was disturbed by the jar of Meng Po soup left at the door.The stench emanating from the jar directly made Zhao Li stuff his nostrils.

"Where is Meng Po? Where is Lin Xi? Where is the evil spirit who caused the accident?" Zhao Li stuffed his nostrils with one hand and looked around. Although his tone was full of majesty, his appearance was full of humor.

"Officer Zhao, why did you come here? If I am killed by this evil spirit today, I will entrust you and Brother Lin to take care of this Manjusawa." It seemed that he was really afraid that his head would be cut off by a kitchen knife.

"The knife on your neck is the kitchen knife you used to cut ghosts?"

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Li sighed and said helplessly, "You idiot, can these two bastards kill you? And Lin Xi?"

"He's watching a play..." Sanqi pouted while talking.

Seeing Zhao Li's eyes, Lin Xi said with a smile: "It is indeed watching a play."

Zhao Li's indifferent attitude made the two evil spirits lose face, and the evil spirit with the knife directly opened his mouth and cursed: "Who are you talking about?"

"You bum, bum, bum, bum." Zhao Li blocked the mouths of the two of them in an instant without giving them a chance to speak, "You two dare to make trouble in Meng Pozhuang, don't you Do you want to be wiped out forever?"

"The stench of Mengpo soup is unbearable, how should I drink it?"

"Yes, there is this Meng Po who wants to eat my two brothers, what Meng Po Village? It is clearly a black shop that cannibalize people!" The man threw the spoon in his hand to the ground to show his momentum.

"You two were thieves in Jiangyang before your life. You murdered, robbed, raped, and set fire. You have been full of evil, so you have no chance of reincarnation. What's the matter if you let me eat it?" , Sure enough, watching a movie and experiencing it in person are two different things.

"I know that the two of us are full of evil, so I will kill you both today." The man moved the kitchen knife around Sanqi's neck, and then looked affectionately at the man holding the spoon, "Dear!"

"Fawn."

"You and I have been brave for a lifetime, why should we be humiliated here? With a knife in hand today, we will go out of this eight hundred miles of hell!"

"It's gotta be annoying, isn't it annoying? Eight hundred miles of Huangquan is what you say you're against?" Lin Xi didn't intend to continue watching the performance of the two clowns, "Zhao Li, aren't you going to make a move? If you don't make a move, Panax notoginseng has no ingredients."

Zhao Li rolled his eyes at Lin Xi directly, "I want to go to you, I'll watch these ghosts."

Zhao Li's funny appearance directly made a child who was only about five or six years old laugh out loud, but when he saw Zhao Li looking at him, he quickly covered his mouth and hid.

"Sanqi, I said that you are also Meng Po after all, why are you afraid of this knife?" Lin Xi looked helpless.

"What do you want to do? Believe it or not, I killed her with one knife?" Xiao Lu said viciously.

"Do you have a chance?" Lin Xi's tone was full of sarcasm.

In the past 300 years, Lin Xi's strength has almost doubled, she is no longer what she was before, and her internal strength is like a raging sea.

Just by simply raising his finger, an invisible sword energy easily shattered the kitchen knife, and with the rest of his strength, the little deer was sent flying.

(End of this chapter)