Nuwa Growth Diary

You must wait until night to open the ghost door. #Fiction MM&The fastest update, Baidu search arrives"

During the day, the yang energy is too strong, and opening the ghost gate is equivalent to throwing a fire into a closed room, or the kind that cannot be extinguished... If the city **** really intends to do this, let’s not say whether he can summon it during the day. The problem of the ghost door, if it is really called out, at least half of the ghost people in the Yinsi will have to be burned to death by him.

So I thought that I had to wait for a few hours anyway, and recalled that Xue Gui Wang once mentioned the problem of the rectification plan of the Yincao dynasty. Feng Xiaoxiao, who was too idle to grow hair, went to find the layout of major cities in ancient and modern China and abroad, and wrote Planning, I figured out what the outer wall of the Yinsi wall should be changed to when I went back to work on earth and rock works.

Ancient Greek style? Ancient Egyptian style? Babylon...no! Although they are all very emotional, this kind of idea is absolutely unacceptable. It must have the classical characteristics of the celestial dynasty.

Then, with a stroke of a little hand, he crumpled up some of the sketches just now into scraps of paper, and pulled a piece of paper to continue enthusiastically.

Yang Yan drew a glance to see that it almost sprayed, and drew half of the picture along with his fingers and pointed Jiangshan: "You can't design like this, if you have ideals but not practical, for example, here...here, and here...in case of attack. Or if there is an emergency such as a fire in the city, everyone can't even run out."

"That's right, or I'll go to the Internet to ask professional netizens for help...Ah!" Feng Xiaoxiao nodded halfway and found something was wrong: "You have seen too much of the Three Kingdoms, there is a fart attacking from the Yin Cao Jifu!"

"Maybe this." Yang Yan was too happy: "When Qin Shihuang died, didn't he bring the terracotta warriors and horses to his burial? It's not easy to say that people are planning to set off violent armed forces to seize power in the Yincao Underworld... Besides, regardless of this, you have to design at least. It should be convenient for people to manage their lives. This kind of street does not even have a walking plan. If the ghosts in the city want to build a pedestrian street or a commercial street, they can’t even find the location of the stall. Come here from a square."

Pangu kept silent: "..." I really don't want to pay attention to these two people who will lower their IQ.

Cheng Huang interposed euphemistically: "In fact, how to manage and plan the Yin Realm, Old Xue will go about it..."

Feng Xiaoxiao clapped his hands: "That's right, then I draw my own ideas, and let him refer to it later." Anyway, the details are naturally solved by professionals.

"..." I actually meant to say. So don't mess around and increase the workload for others... Chenghuang blinked, and shut up as his wife pulled his sleeves.

Writing, drawing, and painting until the evening, it happened that many people had a hot pot, eating, drinking, chatting, and mixing for two hours, and played a few cards by the way... The little windy guy is not good at mahjong, and Pangu is even more ignorant, so everyone has to regret I skipped this national characteristic culture and retreated to the next best... Finally, it was finally midnight when the gloomy atmosphere was at its peak. Feng Xiaoxiao had already yawned, and the Chenghuang couple stood up vigorously: "The ghost door can be opened."

"Why don't you change tomorrow." Feng Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and yawned again, which is really underestimate. Negotiating first, then finding someone, staying up late on this day... The spirit is really not enough. I want to sleep so painful.

"..." Chenghuang turned his head and asked Yang Yan, "I will give you the ghost gate directly to the source of Huangquan? Or go to the bridge?!"

Yang Yan caught Feng Xiaoxiao who was about to slide under the chair and waved his hand: "What a bridge. There is something good at the end of Huangquan, and there is no ghost in sight."

Don’t you even see a ghost?

Chenghuang nodded, and as soon as he took other people to a hidden and open place in the backyard, he was ready to open the door. The wind shook his phone.

"I heard you plan to go to the underworld?" Athena spoke ancient Greek straight to the point.

"Na Ge has good news." Feng Xiaohei Xian: "Which gangster betrayed us?"

"Anyway, it's not any news that needs to be hidden. It's just that my subordinates are playing mahjong in your area. By the way, I heard you talking inside..." Athena asked, "It's convenient for me to go and see with you. ?!"

It doesn’t matter if the wind is small: “It’s convenient and there is nothing inconvenience, but we are going to leave soon. It will be a bit difficult to open the door if time is missed, so today is still...”

"I'm in the mahjong room outside of you."

"..."

"By the way, this game is really interesting, but the old lady sitting across from me doesn't seem to be very polite. Since I continued to sit in the village, she has been smiling and scolding me in Chinese dialect for four hours... Oh. By the way, She might think I don’t understand."

"..."

Chenghuang, a black thread, sent someone out and led Athena in. How to identify it? ! It's not easy, just foreigners who look like women.

After Athena came over, she trimmed her clothes and leaned slightly toward the wind, and politely turned back to the heavenly language: "It's an honor to visit the underworld of your country. I'm going to trouble a few people tonight."

"You're welcome, help each other." With foreign guests present, Feng Xiaoxiao's spirit finally recovered a bit.

Then Chenghuang smoothly opened the ghost gate, a group of people entered one after another, and stepped into a flower field on the other side that was red as blood.

"The scenery here is much more beautiful than Hades's underworld." Athena looked around and said with emotion: "He only has black poplars and coconut trees without coconuts... To be honest, I really want to suggest that he introduce some The underworld vegetation in other countries transforms the environment."

"Aren't there daffodils and pomegranates?!" Feng Xiaobian led the roadside and said casually: "Actually, I think the Greek underworld is also pretty good, at least the underworld is bigger than ours...Our whole city is in one layout. The ten temples are jointly guarded by Yama, and if you build a palace on your side, and only live with a Pluto, it means that there is such a solemn declaration."

"The Eastern Gods have always been the largest in the system and official branch of the gods, and the underworld is no exception." Athena nodded and agreed: "The number of ghosts in your underworld is enough to fill our entire Olympus. ."

"The official system is too bloated, and laugh at it." Feng Xiaoxiao sighed inexplicably. Regardless of the heavenly realm or the mortal realm, the registered officials will always be several times that of other countries. Aside from other things, just to say that a general in the Journey to the West is very funny... Nimei also has a general who plays the curtain. Isn't that enough to support her.

Whenever a problem arises, a series of gesticulating people can be drawn out. The division of duties is extremely chaotic, which is like a foreign country, simple and straightforward, there is absolutely only one person in a priesthood.

Let’s not say far, let’s just talk about the marriage problem in front of us. In the east, there are Yuelao, Hehe 2xian, and Tianxixing, whose king was named Zhou...Even Nuwa had part-time jobs in ancient times. Although there are still different jurisdictions in subdivision, such as Yuelao only cares about love, Hehe Erxian only takes care of the family relationship after marriage, Tianxixing only cares about husband and wife affairs, etc., but in general there are still too many positions. of.

There are related households everywhere, and people have to be arranged everywhere, there is really no way! Let’s put it this way, in the heyday of Heavenly Court, even the chores of sweeping the floor were subdivided. The people who sweep the fallen leaves and pick the flowers cannot be the same person. If the number of people is small, the ostentation and style will not be shown...

The topic became more and more crooked, and when we talked all the way to the Temple of Yan Luo, Feng Xiaoxiao and Athena had already begun to discuss the issue of the second generation of God.

As the second-generation Oriental representative of the gods present, Yang Yan squinted his eyes and pretended to be dead, while Athena, as the representative of Greece, was feeling that a lot of bad relatives had done too much, especially when many elders were older than you. When he is big and has such a little ability, he always wants to pull you a few hind legs. He, the **** king, is extremely depressed. Not to mention other things, such as the red line, he suspected that Hades was the messenger.

Feng Xiaoxiao made a haha ​​and skipped this topic. She is least fond of taking care of matters involving foreign housework disputes. No matter what her attitude is, she will remain indifferent...

"The empress is here?!" King Xue Gui was reviewing the good and evil records of the new ghost people in the main hall. When he looked up, he saw the vast number of people, and quickly greeted him and left his seat to welcome him.

A long list of new ghosts waiting to go through the formalities looked curiously: "These people are so beautiful to die. They didn't lose their heads and tongues."

"Well, my face is also pretty good, the white is completely red... Wow, that brother is so handsome." A female ghost with a blushing face and a lack of oxygen suffocation caused by carbon monoxide said shyly: "I knew there was such a thing. Many handsome guys, what am I going to do for myself!"

"Hey, the boss of the underworld just now seems to be called that woman empress?" Someone who knows paid attention to the details: "Is it the child or something else?! I don't remember that there are several empresses involved in the underworld in the book. "

Feng Xiaoxiao ignored the group of ghosts whispering in his ears, nodded to Xue Guiwang, and pointed to Pangu next to him: "In a moment, Apan wants to find out where the Sansheng Stone was at the beginning~www.readwn.com~By the way, I might have to move. If you start the land to change the river course, you remember to arrange the scene and give a few people to come over and give command."

"Wait, I'll look for a map of the Yin Cao first." When Xue Gui Wang heard that there was something business, he nodded in a hurry: "The river at the end of the city does not need to be moved, as long as the middle is changed and the city is connected in a circle. ...I suggest that you can dig the moat first, and then connect it to Wangchuan at the end, so that you are not afraid of things that might affect the river and cause the flow to overflow."

"This project is not small." Feng Xiaoxiao took a breath: "You really use me as a migrant worker?!"

"How dare you dare." King Xue Gui was also embarrassed, but this is really difficult to omit. If you don't plan the river channel in advance, you can make a hole directly on the side of the Wangchuan River. Then the ghost town will be flooded by the Wangchuan water. Who are you crying for? !

Athena spoke kindly: "I can order Hades to bring a few Titans from the endless abyss. It probably won't take much time to dig a moat."

"Thank you very much, then." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly.

The group of ghosts is unclear, and it sounds like these people are really awesome? !