Chapter 120 The character of the metaphysical master collapses, and the cowherd plays with the flowers in the hotel
The corpse noticed her, and its look was clearly warning her not to meddle in other people's business.
This unscrupulous look was full of provocation. Meng Fuling's eyes were cold and gloomy: "When did she run away?"
She quickly retracted her gaze and turned to leave the wedding scene: "Let's go!"
"Fuling, you really don't want to remind them?" Li Jingyan felt a little uneasy following behind. He knew they would die but he didn't care?
Meng Fuling responded calmly: "I can't beat her."
"What? You can't beat her?" Qin Muchen was confused when he heard this: "She's very powerful!"
The strength of Meng Po in the underworld is second only to his big boss. She can deal with even the most powerful evil ghosts.
It's not her usual style to ignore a thousand-year-old leather corpse when she can't defeat it.
Meng Fuling whispered, "They are SSS-level wanted criminals in the underworld. Any one of these evil spirits can bring disaster to the world."
"The last time we caught her was over a hundred years ago. After she crawled out of hell, she changed into the appearance of a rich lady."
"On the seventh night of her wedding, she killed six people. My boss intervened and recaptured her after she killed the seventh person."
"Although I don't know how she escaped, I can't act rashly. I have to report it before I can make a decision."
Besides, this is a wedding, and if we take action, we might hurt the people around us.
Even Meng Fuling, who has great spiritual power, did not dare to fight casually. This thousand-year-old leather corpse is extremely ferocious.
"Don't worry, she won't start killing now. She will wait until midnight when the yin energy is at its heaviest."
These people are still safe now. Besides, even if they come forward and say that Bai Moli is a leather corpse, no one will believe it.
First, I followed Qin Muchen to the 99th floor. The entire top floor was the presidential suite.
Looking at the living room that was as big as a playground, Meng Fuling opened her eyes wide in astonishment.
The decoration is in European style, and all the furniture and appliances are custom-made. There is also a white piano on one side of the living room.
I have to say it is really grand and no wonder it is called the most luxurious hotel in Kyoto.
There are three rooms in the presidential suite. Meng Fuling went to the room and put her luggage.
I called the underworld hotline directly and was quickly connected to the voice prompt.
"Hello, the identity of Underworld Civil Servant 0 has been confirmed. Please press 1 for the boss hotline. For the Dream Service, press 2. For the Reincarnation Service, press 3. For the Ferryman General Affairs Office, press 4... For the Ferryman Prison Administration, press 7."
Meng Fuling pressed 7, the direct line to the Ferryman Prison Administration Office.
After the phone rang a few times, a man's lazy voice came from the other end: "Hello, who is this?"
"Old Hu, it's me!" As soon as Meng Fuling opened her mouth, the man opposite immediately smiled.
"Hey, Xiao Meng, why did you think of calling me?"
"You can still laugh now!" She said immediately, "Send someone to check if No. 033 is still there."
"Huh? No: 033?" Old Hu was even more confused. "Isn't this Jing Chu from the 19th floor of the special prison?"
"She's been in jail all this time." He said as he subconsciously sensed something: "Fuck, no way?"
After a burst of hurried footsteps, a breathless voice could be heard: "Oh no!"
"Hey, Xiao Huang, wake up!" Lao Hu's voice became more and more urgent.
"Lao Hu, what happened?" Lao Hu's voice suddenly became low and trembling: "No: 033 is missing."
"The patrolman, Xiao Huang, had his face replaced by someone else's. He's been dead for several days."
"I was wondering why Xiao Huang hadn't come to work in the past few days. I never thought he was dead."
"It must be that beast Jingchu. He killed our people, changed their faces, and escaped."
Old Hu slumped down on the ground and said, "I'm dead. It's okay to lose my job, but if the boss finds out, I'll be dead too."
"Xiao Meng, have you discovered something?" He suddenly asked with a start.
"Yes!" Meng Fuling nodded. "I saw her. Bring your men over to capture her before midnight tonight."
"I'll send you the location later. As for whether you want to tell the boss about this, it's up to you."
"Okay, thank you very much!" Old Hu was so touched: "I owe you a favor."
"As long as you can catch 033, I promise to introduce you to the most handsome guy in our prison administration department."
"I know you've been single for three hundred years, and you're definitely a hundred times more handsome than the guy Director Liu introduced."
“…”
Meng Fuling hung up the phone directly. What's wrong with this? He wanted to introduce someone to her as soon as he opened his mouth.
Qin Muchen stood by the door, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes: "It seems that so many people are worried about the marriage of you, a single stubborn person in the underworld."
Meng Fuling looked at the time. There were still four hours left until twelve o'clock in the evening.
She began to prepare things in advance: "Mu Chen, do you know where there are peach trees?"
"Peach tree?" Qin Muchen asked hurriedly, "What do you want the peach tree for?"
"Make a magic weapon!" Meng Fuling had never made a magic weapon since she came to this world. Today's situation was special and she had to be well prepared.
"I have some at home!" Li Jingyan immediately responded, "There are several peach trees planted in the backyard of my villa."
"My grandfather planted it when I was just born, and it has been growing for twenty years now."
"Twenty years would be best!" she said immediately. "Could you please cut me a branch, as thick as my arm?"
"Okay, I'll call right away!" Li Jingyan turned around and made a phone call.
In less than half an hour, a peach branch as thick as an arm was delivered.
In the room, she started carving with a knife, and an hour later there were seven wooden nails made of peach wood on the table.
Seven peach wood nails as sharp as blades were inserted into the leather sheath, and Meng Fuling tied the weapon around her waist.
She sat cross-legged on the bed in the room and entered into a state of meditation, allowing her spiritual power to recover to its best condition.
Because there might be a fierce battle next, it was already 11:30 pm when I opened my eyes again.
She pushed open the door and saw Qin Muchen and Li Jingyan waiting for her in the living room.
This time, Meng Fuling didn't even bring Xiaoman with her and planned to go alone.
"All of the Bai family's relatives are staying in the hotel tonight, on the 98th floor downstairs."
Qin Muchen had already received the news in advance: "Bai Moli and Gao Yixiang live in room 9808."
Just downstairs from their building, Meng Fuling told the two people before leaving: "No matter what happens or what noise you hear, ignore it."
Qin Muchen felt a little uneasy: "You're alone, is it okay?"
"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" After saying that, she turned around, went out, and took the elevator downstairs.
"Ding ding!" Just as she came out of the elevator, her cell phone rang at an inopportune time.
Live broadcast connection invitation? Meng Fuling saw that the inviter was Fang Jinyu. Why did she call live at this time?
The invitation kept ringing, and she reluctantly connected to the live broadcast.
Fang Jinyu, who was standing opposite her, excitedly asked when she saw her, "Fuling, I heard you took two gigolos to a hotel?"
Her best friend couldn't hold back her gossiping urge and directly broadcast the content to her via live streaming.
When Meng Fuling opened the Internet, she found herself in the top three of the trending searches.
#Breaking News! A master of metaphysics mysteriously checked into the Imperial Hotel, accompanied by a handsome gigolo! #
#Meng Fuling's character collapsed, she took two gigolos to check into a hotel and played with them! #
#Mr. Qin's fiancée Meng Fuling cheated on her husband and had a threesome with a hot gigolo in the hotel in broad daylight! #
It is true that good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels far and wide. The pictures taken in the hotel are now all over the Internet.
What a distortion of facts this is, and now it has become known to everyone.
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