This incident has not happened in Houtu for a long time. To Guifeng, it is just like Meng Xiaoni is not suitable for eating food from the underworld, and it only belongs to the category of "you can say something".
For Meng Xiaoni, there are so many things that Meng Xiaoni is curious about and wants to know, so that the matter about Houtu is just something that cannot be deeply understood together with other things.
The two guys quickly skipped the topic, and instead focused on the food in front of them.
Meng Xiaoni didn't feel hungry.
She is curious.
What does the transparent fish in the Styx taste like? Is it the same as jelly? Still silky but like normal fish? Maybe it's the same as the mouse fish.
Is frog meat delicious
Are Styx frogs getting enough exercise? Is the flesh firm? Is it slightly elastic and chewy after one bite
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Even though Guifeng gave a rough description of the taste, the language is still too thin.
She couldn't imagine what it was like to taste those things in her mouth.
When Guifeng was eating, his expression was not as arrogant as usual, nor as cute as a parrot, but with a rare softness, as if he was eating the world's top delicacies.
Without knowing it, Meng Xiaoni gradually shifted her attention from the food itself to Guifeng.
After staying there for a while, she regained her senses and averted her gaze.
You can't watch it any more, because it's a matter of reproductive isolation.
This thought jumped out, and she couldn't help laughing again.
Guifeng, who was eating quite seriously, glanced at Meng Xiaoni inexplicably, wondering why Meng Xiaoni changed from "wanting to eat" to "laughing".
At the same time, the ten kings of Hades successively received their own share of Hell Seafood Hot Pot.
The serious King Qin Guang took out a pair of chopsticks, his attitude of trying this hot pot was as if he was testing poison, and his brows slightly frowned. Yan Luo Wang expressed his gratitude to the kid who didn't understand anything, and put down his chopsticks with a smile. Smiling, the wheeling king tied his hair up a bit, and began to eat as well.
Needless to say, the city king, as long as he is not working, doing anything is fun.
The other kings of Hades knew that there was an additional hot pot restaurant in the underworld, and they also tasted it one after another.
But for a quarter of an hour, there was only a little prickly ash pepper left in the pots of the ten kings of hell.
The Metropolitan King ordered the ghost messengers to submit the documents, and all ten Hades opened the document and read it carefully. The document includes the location selection of the hot pot restaurant, suggestions for staff selection, business model and so on.
The metropolitan king of the eighth hall loves to fish, and he really loves to fish. When he really started to do things, he opened this kind of hot pot restaurant, and none of the remaining nine kings of Hades could do it at a level of sophistication.
Qin Guangwang took out a wooden sign, thought for a while, and turned the wooden sign into a card.
"Such proofs are popular in the world now." Qin Guangwang said, stamping a seal on the front of the first line on the back of the card.
On the front of the card, it says "Underworld Hot Pot Restaurant Safety Operating Permit".
He handed the card to Wen Ji next to him: "Send it to the other Hades."
Wen Ji responded, took the card and ran to the remaining palaces.
Since the Second Palace, several Hades stamped their seals without hesitation. King Taishan of the Seven Palaces has always been slow. He slowly took out his own seal, stamped it slowly, and asked slowly: "In the future, will we all have something to eat?"
Wen Ji smiled: "Yes, but there is a limit of four pots per month. The excess expenses need to be borne by yourself."
King Taishan nodded.
Wen Ji sent the card to the Tenth Hall all the way.
The king of rotation stamped the seal and added a plastic casing to the certificate.
After the plastic seal, the certificate looks decent.
He smiled lightly and sighed: "I used to cook soup, but now I cook hot pot. If I do it again, I don't know if I will directly open a food city in the underworld."
Wen Ji took back the documents.
Next, she will give this document to the Metropolitan King for a look, and then hand it over to Meng Xiaoni.
"My lord." Wen Ji rarely asked her confusion directly, "Why did Po Meng want to be reincarnated in the first place?"
Lunzhuan Wang smiled and looked at Wen Ji: "How can I guess what Po Meng is thinking?"
Wen Ji coughed lightly: "The rumors from the underworld..."
The Lunzhuan Wang directly threw Wen Ji out of the door with a wave of his hand, and closed the door of the tenth hall, not understanding the slightest pity and pity.
The rumors of the underworld are barren, the rumors of the underworld.
He couldn't hold back the smile on his face.
Wen Ji, who was thrown out, flipped to stabilize her body, and Shi Shiran walked towards the city king, with a trace of ridicule on her face: "It is rumored in the underworld that Po Meng is the mother of the king of rotation, and it is not from me that I am here. from."
Where there are people, there is gossip.
The same goes for haunted places.
Rumors spread for a while, and ended up in the crematorium.
At the beginning, when the rumor spread, I don't know what kind of thing he was reincarnated into, but there was no news anyway.
Wen Ji went to the eighth hall and showed the document to the Metropolitan King.
The city king has been busy with work for a while, and now he is playing a shooting game again. While blustering against the enemy, he said to Wen Ji: "You send her the documents, and then send them home directly."
Wen Ji should go down.
At this moment, the Metropolitan King barely remembered the matter of another employee: "By the way, where is the ghost who transferred the second palace to our side?"
Wen Ji reminded: "My lord, I am the judge of the first palace."
The Metropolitan King blasted the enemy to death, only to realize the problem later: "Oh, yes, you are from the first temple. Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow. Anyway, there is no rush to open a store for a day or two."
After speaking, he continued to open a new game.
Wen Ji saw that the city king had nothing to say, so she retreated to look for Meng Xiaoni.
The whole pot on Meng Xiaoni's side was emptied by Guifeng.
Ghost phoenixes can be eaten in the human world, but even more so in the underworld, they are simply unscrupulous. After eating, the residue was thrown into the magma, and it was completely burned. The pot and everything are directly handed over to the kid to clean up.
After eating, he thought about it and found that it was almost dawn.
He was thinking about taking Meng Xiaoni away, but when he noticed movement at the door, he looked directly at the door of the hot pot restaurant.
Meng Xiaoni followed Guifeng and looked towards the entrance of the hotpot restaurant.
Wen Ji walked in, the light yellow robe on her body had been changed, and she had put on more convenient clothes. The same is light yellow, but it looks very light, and there are lace patterns on the cuffs and neckline, which are extremely beautiful.
When she saw Granny Meng, she took out the business certificate and handed it over: "Here's this for you. The upcoming opening of the hot pot restaurant in the underworld will be announced in the underworld. The hot pot restaurant in the human world depends on the specific arrangements of the religious office."
Meng Xiaoni nodded.
Wen Ji smiled at Meng Xiaoni: "It's almost time, I'll take you back to the human world. Anything in the underworld that hasn't been registered can't be brought to the human world, not even a small stone."
Meng Xiaoni thought it was the same reason that she could not eat the food in the underworld, so she nodded her head in agreement.
Wen Ji believed that Meng Xiaoni would not leave with her things casually, so she stretched out her hand sideways, signaling Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng to follow her.
She guided the two of them out of the hot pot restaurant and headed towards the gate of hell.
Meng Xiaoni left the hotpot restaurant and looked towards the sky of the underworld.
The sky in the underworld is no longer that clear blue, but tends to be a royal blue. Just as there are days and nights in the world, the underworld seems to be divided into day and night.
Well.
Meng Xiaoni thought: Could it be that there is a twelve-hour time difference between the underworld and the world
Walking on the road, Meng Xiaoni could still see red lanterns floating in line like bubbles on the side of the road, and she didn't know where they were going.
Go all the way to the gate of hell.
Wen Ji smiled and greeted the judge ghost guard on duty, and led one person and one bird behind her out. There were many ghosts coming and going, and they all looked at the two behind Wen Ji with curious eyes.
Even if the magistrate and ghost messenger knew their identities, they looked at them curiously just like the group of ghosts.
After Wen Ji left the ghost gate for a certain distance, she opened an opening in the void: "Please, both of you."
Guifeng pulled Meng Xiaoni on again, and stepped directly into the door.
Meng Xiaoni originally thought that Wenji would send them to the second floor of her bedroom in the hot pot restaurant just like Jiang Jiang, and then say goodbye to them.
However, as soon as she stepped through the door, she felt an extremely dizzy falling sensation, followed by a suffocating sense of oppression. This oppressive feeling made her feel uncomfortable and very uncomfortable.
There were gray mosaics shining in the black everywhere, and she tried to open her eyes but couldn't open them at all.
The only comfort is that she still holds Guifeng by the hand.
Meng Xiaoni clung to Guifeng as if she was grasping at the last straw. She frowned, desperately trying to adjust her body slowly.
It should be that her soul and body are merging and recovering.
"We're in the world. Let's sleep for a while longer." Guifeng's voice was very low, and just one word made Meng Xiaoni feel very sleepy and completely fell into a coma.
In her sleep, Meng Xiaoni vaguely dreamed of hot spring waves.
The hot spring waves are warm and comfortable. Waves of hot spring waves hit her body, washing away all her fatigue. She floats with the waves like a baby.
Return to the world, return to reality.
Guifeng watched Meng Xiaoni clutching her hand tightly and fell into a short silence.
He looked at Meng Xiaoni's profile.
His brows hadn't been fully stretched yet, obviously he hadn't fully recovered from this first trip. The body is gradually relaxing, but the strength in this hand...
If he turned back into a bird, wouldn't he be crushed to death
If you turn into a parrot, where will it shrink on the bed
It was the first time Guifeng thought about such a strange question. Just as it is instinctive for Meng Xiaoni to use her soul power to cook hot pot, it is actually quite easy to transform a ghost into a phoenix.
Because it was too relaxed, I didn't even think about where the center of the body was when transforming.
The wings must be completely pinched, right
As time passed, Guifeng found a suitable reason for herself, and finally chose to give up the transformation. He adjusted his lying posture, turned sideways and closed his eyes: that's all, wait until someone wakes up.
The sun is gradually rising outside the window.
The music of the mobile phone alarm clock started to sound in the whole room in an extremely loud manner.
Meng Xiaoni was still rolling in the waves of the hot spring, and had to struggle out of her sleep after being made such a fuss.
She was a little confused, trying to reach out and press her phone.
hand…
hand
Why is she still holding something warm in her hand
Meng Xiaoni was a little sleepy and opened her eyes.
Red eyes, slender black eyelashes.
The face in his eyes was magnified many times.
Meng Xiaoni moved slightly.
The room is too small, and the bed is not a big bed at all. Normally Meng Xiaoni slept well, but now that there is an extra adult man, it must be crowded.
Adult... man
Meng Xiaoni suddenly opened her eyes wide and woke up!
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