Wei Fu thought about it carefully and it seemed that Long Yin really didn't like to pay attention to the little girl.
Well, it wasn't just the little girl who didn't like to pay attention to her. It seemed like the little boy didn't like to pay attention to her either, so she felt a little relieved. But she still reminded him, "Little brother, you must practice well at home. Come to Fu'er as soon as you become stronger."
"Also, you must remember to support my son~~~"
The queen and the others looked at Wei Fu with an aunt's smile on their faces. They liked to see her worrying about Long Yin. On the other hand, Jing Huang's face was as black as if it was painted.
He picked up Wei Fu and said, "Fu'er, we have to go. If we don't leave now, it will affect you."
The queen and the others sent Wei Fu outside the dragon clan, and watched Jing Huang tear through the void and take Wei Fu away.
Long Yin said gloomily, "I'm going to practice first."
I don’t know whether Jing Huang is reliable or not. Does he understand those small worlds?
Here, Jing Huang brought Wei Fu back to Meng Qian's villa. The villa was very quiet because those who could practice had gone to the mountains to practice in seclusion, so there were not many people in the villa.
But just as they stood still, Wei Fu heard a shrill howl: "Junior sister, help me~~~"
"Oh, it's the voice of Eighth Senior Brother. Didn't Master say that Eighth Senior Brother is dead?" Wei Fu went in the direction of the voice with a forehead full of question marks, and saw a ghost trying to break into the villa, but because there was a ban outside the villa, neither ghosts nor monsters could come in, so the ghost could not get in and could only shout outside at the top of his lungs.
The ghost was holding a big black umbrella, and there was a monster with bared fangs and claws rushing towards the ghost from behind. Seeing that the monster was about to swallow the ghost, Wei Fu threw Mumu out.
Mumu penetrated the monster's body, and the monster turned into black gas and dissipated. She quickly threw Mingyao out and said, "Brother Mingyao, your rations are here."
Mingyao, who was thrown out, looked at the familiar scene of the underworld and felt a chill in his heart.
But he still ate the black air without any hesitation.
Forget it, forget it. I can’t rely on Wei Fu and Long Yin at all. I can only practice hard and recover as soon as possible, then tear the void and go back.
What disappointed him the most was his father. His father didn't even ask Long Yin and Wei Fu for him, and he ignored him when he saw him.
Really, there is no son who is more transparent than him.
He discussed with Wei Fu: "You can see that my father is on the same side as you, and I am definitely on the same side as you. Only that Yin Lao is not on the same side as us, so can you please not lock me up now?"
Wei Fu asked in confusion, "Didn't you go to Fu'er's little Doudou yourself?"
Mingyao: “…”
I was speechless.
"Anyway, you can't lock me up on your own initiative."
Wei Fu nodded. Except for the fact that she was the one who took the initiative at the beginning, he was the one who wanted to get into her little pocket later on!
"Wow... Junior Sister! I am finally alive... No, I am finally seeing you after I die!" When Wei Fu was talking to Ming Yao, the ghost who had survived the disaster ran over and hugged Wei Fu's arm crying, crying so hard that it was unbearable to watch.
Jing Huang looked at an old man who looked like a ghost and was crying while holding his sister's small arms. His forehead was throbbing. What kind of monsters were around his sister?
This ghost was a white-haired old man, a very kind-hearted country gentleman living near the Lao Fengtou Taoist Temple. His name was Gou Hua. When Wei Fu was still a little baby, he drank a lot of milk from his grandson's wet nurse.
Gou Hua believed in ghosts and gods very much, and often sent food and money to Lao Fengtou's Taoist temple which was on the verge of collapse. After knowing that Lao Fengtou had started to accept disciples, he went to the temple every day and begged Lao Fengtou to accept him.
Seeing that Wei Fu had done a lot of good deeds and that he was old and didn't need to worry or fool around with him, Lao Fengtou would take the initiative to help take care of Wei Fu, so he accepted it.
However, Gou Hua had passed away half a year before his 80th birthday, which was when Wei Fu returned to the capital. At that time, Wei Fu even broke the pot and scooped up the soil for him.
Wei Fu and Lao Feng were the first to see him being taken to the underworld by the little ghost.
Wei Fu gently touched Eighth Senior Brother's head and said softly, "Oh, be good, Eighth Senior Brother, don't cry, don't cry. Fu'er has already beaten the bad guy who scared you to death."
"Eighth Senior Brother, haven't you already been reincarnated? Why are you back in the world of the living?"
Eighth Senior Brother has done a lot of good deeds. According to his merits, he can be born into a royal family in his next life!
Gou Hua said with a sad face: "The underworld is in chaos, it's a mess!"
"Originally, I should have been reincarnated a long time ago, but there are very few ghosts working in the underworld now. Those ghosts know that I was very enthusiastic when I was alive, so they asked me to help with some things. Working in the underworld can also help accumulate blessings for their living descendants, so I agreed."
"So I became a ghost messenger. As I worked there longer, I discovered that there were many problems in the underworld. There were many ghosts, and everyone was busy like a top every day."
"The reason everyone is so busy is because three of the Ten Kings of Hell are not in the underworld. One of them is going through a tribulation, and because of that tribulation, that whole hall is basically paralyzed."
"The Yama Kings of the other two halls are missing. The Emperor of Fengdu, who governs the ten Yama Kings, went to look for the two missing Yama Kings."
In other words, the underworld has been reduced from ten service locations to seven.
"Then why did you run out?" Wei Fu asked puzzledly.
Eighth Senior Brother is not like Junior Brother Taozi who likes to be lazy. He likes to worry and do things.
Gou Hua said with lingering fear: "A ghost king appeared in the underworld. He devoured many souls and ghost messengers. I was almost eaten by him. Although the other Hades in the underworld have joined forces to control him, I don't think they can control him for too long."
It takes seven people to attack one person, and they can only barely trap him.
Moreover, that ghost king grew up right under the noses of the King of Hell!
Jing Huang, who had been listening, frowned and said, "The boundary between the underworld and the human world is so loose, you can get out whenever you want."
Gou Hua thought it was his junior sister asking, so he said casually: "When the seven Hades were fighting with the Ghost King, they broke the barrier connecting the underworld to the human world a little. I escaped from there before they had time to repair it."
After he finished speaking, he realized that the voice that had just asked the question was wrong: "Hey, who are you?"
He looked at Jing Huang: "You can't be the father of the little junior sister!"
Jing Huang: “…”
Is he that old?
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