After arriving in the underworld, Jiang Lixing finally changed back to his original appearance.
Although he still has the same unparalleled appearance, he has become more cold and cold, and the refreshing short hair has gradually turned into long shawl hair, gently flying in the wind in the underworld full of yin. .
"Your Highness, do you want to take a shower and change clothes? Or... go over now?"
The person on the side asked again in a low voice.
This man has served in the Palace of Pluto for many years and is naturally familiar with his master's temperament. Our Lord Pluto has always been very willful. No one can figure out what he wants to do, so he is always cautious, cautious and humble, and naturally he can Stay with the master for a long time.
"Let's go there first."
Jiang Lixing whispered, and he waved his long sleeves again, and a dark door immediately appeared in front of him.
In the entire underworld, there is no place that Jiang Lixing cannot go, and after returning here, his magic power is not restricted at all, and it is really convenient to go anywhere.
In July and a half, the door to hell opens.
At this time of year, he would come back to host the Hungry Ghost Festival.
It's just that in previous years, during the Night Parade of Hundreds of Ghosts, he just watched the excitement and carried out his so-called responsibilities in boredom.
But now it's different.
This year, he can finally celebrate an unusual Hungry Ghost Festival.
For the underworld, the Ghost Festival is a day of reunion, and for Jiang Lixing, today is also a day of reunion and beauty.
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Donghai City.
Ning Huanxin drove for several hours and finally got off the highway at around one o'clock in the afternoon and entered the urban area of Donghai City. Ning Huanxin drove the car into the city according to the navigation and found a hotel to stop.
After requesting a private room and ordering a few dishes, Ning Huanxin immediately leaned on the chair tiredly, took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat and entered the Underworld WeChat group—
Freelancer: I'm in the East China Sea. Brother, the unjust ghost, where is your Bay Hotel? This is my first time coming to Donghai City. I’m not familiar with the place. Can you give me your name and address? Otherwise I can’t find it @祇死鬼
The unjust ghost: Okay, I’ll send you the address privately right away! I'd like you to come over. Hey, it's been almost a year since I died. I don't know how my hotel is doing now.
Drowned Ghost: The hotel is not important. What matters is whether your wife has remarried
The unjust ghost: You parallel importer, you go to hell!
Drowned Ghost: I have already died once. It would be very technically difficult to die again!
The unjust ghost:…
Walk-in: Okay, I received the address. Let’s meet in the evening!
At this time, Ning Huanxin had already quit the group chat, because the unjust ghost had privately sent Ning Huanxin an address and sent her a new message.
The unjust ghost: Huanxin, when you get there, stay on the top floor. It was not open to the public before. I will only leave it to some of my very good friends. If you go there and the hotel people don’t let you stay, go and find it. My wife, she should be the CEO of the hotel now. You tell her that you are my friend, and I will teach you how to tell her, and she will definitely believe you. And you... help me see if she is doing well, and give her a message by the way.
Although it was just a piece of information, between the lines, Ning Huanxin still felt the tangled and complicated emotions of the unjust dead ghost.
Many people who have just died, especially those who died due to some irresistible natural disasters and man-made disasters, still have infinite concerns about the mortal world.