Sanniang looked back in the direction of Lian Youyou, and saw that she was enjoying the massage, and she smiled with envy. This goddess was really free and easy, and she should learn from her. What is the big deal in the world? Men are everywhere. Sanniang lifted her skirt and walked forward, and when she smoked again, she was more leisurely.
Only Heiyan quietly walked towards Lian Youyou, but still with a wary look in his eyes, and then squatted in a safe place, as if in case Lian Youyou suddenly changed her attitude and beat him up. At least he could run faster at this distance.
He has known Lian Youyou for a long time, so how could he not know that Lian Youyou's expression changes like the weather in June. She can turn against you at any time and beat you up at any time.
Up there, she had every opportunity to beat someone up. But down there, if she wanted to beat someone up, she would be the one to get beaten up, because she was the only one who could take the beating.
He frowned slightly, feeling that Gongzi Hong should not have been let go. He should have caught him. Then, when Lian Youyou wanted to beat someone up one day, he could push Gongzi Hong out, just like Lin Tingjun always pushed him out.
The aroma of food filled the air in the Jiumen Hall. Although it was made entirely of raw materials, it smelled like fish, making people salivate.
Even though Jiumen is rich now, the food outside is still not as good as that cooked by Fat Buddha.
Under the dim moonlight, the green on the table instantly whetted the appetite of the people who had experienced the bloody storm. Because the bloody storm they had experienced was not just a description, but the real bloody storm.
Suddenly, the lights at the gate of the Nine Gates flickered, and a gust of cold wind blew in. Everyone looked towards the door and saw a man in green clothes with long hair tied up high. Next to him was a man everyone recognized, dressed in white - Lu Jingting!
Everyone was immediately surprised!
The man in green had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad forehead, a straight nose, and a majestic bearing, looking like an emperor. However, his eyes were gentle and modest, and his gestures were polite.
He stood at the door and bowed, "Excuse me, Miss Lian allowed me to change into human form and come to Jiumen as a guest when I am free."
Everyone sat there in a daze for a while, and Yun Yao immediately jumped up in surprise: "Wu Xin?!"
"Yes, it's me." Wu Xin bowed to everyone again, just like usual.
Everyone was surprised and looked at him with new eyes. Usually, they only saw him wearing a black cloak and his face was grayish blue, but today, they saw him clearly and realized that he really looked like a king, just as he said.
Especially those who had never seen Wuxin but had heard of this evil messenger, the Coffin Master, were even more surprised.
"Oh——" He Shiqi straightened his eyes, "A ghost messenger can also act like a human being..."
Little Lettuce smiled slightly. In the past, he was afraid of Wuxin. But now, he couldn't see Wuxin anymore, but he was happy that he could come to visit Jiumen. Wuxin came out of another world, and Little Lettuce couldn't see him anymore. However, he could still see two human figures with blue-gray light at the door. He could still see the extraordinary aura on them.
"Welcome, Brother Wuxin." For the first time, Little Lettuce took the initiative to stand up and welcome someone. He has changed a lot since Lian Youyou came. Before, he just hid in the hut and secretly "watched" people through the crack of the door.
Everyone was surprised to see that Little Lettuce actually took the initiative to invite them, but then they laughed. Master Yao Guang immediately stood up and greeted them: "Little Lettuce, everyone welcomes you, why don't you come in."
"Excuse me." Wu Xin bowed again and led Lu Jingting in. Lu Jingting followed beside him, still expressionless, with empty eyes.
Yun Yao hopped over to Wu Xin with amusement and looked him up and down: "I can't believe you looked like this when you were alive."
"Tsk! Yun Yao!" Yun Xi immediately reminded that Yun Yao's words were too abrupt and might hurt Wu Xin's feelings.
Wu Xin bowed humbly: "It's okay, I have been dead for thousands of years. The past is nothing but a passing cloud to me. I might as well tell you that I was the one who received and sent off the old and young who were slaughtered by me back then, but they don't remember me anymore. Haha..." Wu Xin's faint smile made people feel a thousand years of loneliness.
Perhaps this is the greatest punishment for him.
"Amitabha, you are open-minded, open-minded." The fat Buddha's eyes showed admiration, "Although I practice Buddhism, I am not as open-minded as you. Come, sit down."
Everyone made way for Wu Xin and Lu Jingting to sit down.
Then, everyone gathered together to watch Wu Xin.
Wu Xin felt a little embarrassed: "Sorry to bother you."
Sanniang glanced at everyone and said, "Stop looking at me. I feel embarrassed."
Everyone laughed. He Shiqi, who was sitting next to Wu Xin, curiously reached out and touched the back of Wu Xin's hand, exclaiming, "It's still cold!"
Wu Xin smiled: "I just became a human form, but I am not a person. The same goes for Lu Xuan." Wu Xin pointed at Lu Xuan beside him, "I made his human form. He has not yet achieved Taoism."
Lu Xuan sat there blankly, without any reaction to Wu Xin's words.
He Shiqi immediately moved to Lu Xuan's side out of curiosity and poked his expressionless, handsome face.
Lord Yao Guang poured Wu Xin a glass of wine and said, "We at Jiumen often do business with you. Let's communicate more in the future." It's always a good idea to have a good relationship with the underworld messenger.
Wu Xin raised his glass and said respectfully, "You are welcome, sir."
"Wuxin, what's going on with Lu Jingting?" Yun Yao asked curiously, which was also the point of confusion for everyone. Lu Jingting shouldn't report to the Netherworld, so why was Wuxin still with him? And he was even brought around everywhere? Could it be that Wuxin was also fascinated by Lu Xuan's "beauty".
Everyone exchanged glances and understood each other's thoughts.
Wu Xin looked at Lu Jingting, who was like a walking corpse beside him. There was no pity in his eyes, and he did not notice the ambiguous looks from everyone.
He turned back to look at everyone and explained seriously, "The post of underworld messenger has always been in short supply. It is not easy to find someone who does not pity the dead to be a underworld messenger. We face death all year round, and among the dead there are underage children. Most people are kind-hearted and will not bear to take away children and kind people, or perhaps people who have done them a favor in their lifetime. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to select someone for the post of underworld messenger. It is rare to meet this child, who has been tortured to the point of being heartless and emotionless, without love or hatred, so he can be used. I am currently taking care of him, and he will do things on his own one day."
Wu Xin's words surprised everyone, and they didn't know whether to feel sad or happy for Lu Jingting. The sad thing was that he was completely disheartened. The happy thing was that he actually got the position of Yincha because of this disheartened feeling.
Wu Xin also poured a glass of wine for Lu Jingting. Lu Jingting still sat there like a puppet, motionless.
The autumn breeze in the courtyard gently lifted the hair on Lu Jingting's face. His eyes were still empty, as if he had been dug out and his face cut off by Lu. (To be continued)