The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

"okay."

The ghost messenger who was encouraged was really powerful, and the door was closed and opened again, and he went to the sky.

Nan Li praised: "You are really amazing."

Amidst her praise, Guicha smiled shyly and lost himself a bit.

Qiu Hai smiled darkly, "Isn't that right, or just let him take my place."

The ghost messenger immediately knelt on the ground in fright.

"Yan Wang, I don't dare to think about it! It's because of your good teaching!"

Nan Li looked at Qiu Hai, "Don't scare him, if you think he is useful, just give him a position as a judge."

Qiu Hai curled his lips, "The ancestor has spoken, can I still refuse?"

Nan Li then waved at him to let him see what was outside: "It seems to be turbid air?"

After the will-o'-the-wisp burns, there will be some turbidity left behind.

Nanli also collected it before, because ordinary people will hurt their bodies if they touch it.

Although Qiu Hai couldn't go out of the underworld, he stood inside the gate of the underworld and took a look, and couldn't help smiling: "It's true."

Nan Li's face was not very good-looking, "It seems that the people of the fairy world collected the turbid air of the fairy world and put it in the sky above. The turbid air affected the clouds, and naturally the blizzard continued."

Qiu Hai crossed his arms and gritted his teeth: "These thieves do such things!"

Nanli felt a little depressed when she thought of the people who died of freezing and starvation.

"It seems...we shouldn't have shot ghost rockets into the fairy world, so that they would have no turbidity."

Qiu Hai doesn't think so:

"My lord ancestor, don't think so. It's obvious that they were the ones looking for a fight first, and you are just fighting back! If Ye Siheng is wrong, I am even more wrong. After all, I gave him the Nether Will-o'-the-wisp."

"The contest between you, they practice Taoism and immortality, but they do such harmful things, they are shameless! Even if there is no ghost fire burning out the turbidity, if they want to harm people, they can find other ways to create turbidity !"

"This gang of thieves has a human face and a beast's heart. They just don't take ordinary human lives seriously!"

"You're right."

Nanli looked towards the direction of the magic enchantment of the fairy world again, and her voice was firm:
"One day, I will break open this fairy gate and kill them all hypocrites. They don't deserve to live in such a good place, and they don't deserve to be immortals!"

Qiu Hai was delighted to hear that, and said: "It's just a group of monks, not immortals. They say they are in the realm of immortals, but in my opinion it's just a realm of cultivating immortals. You know, since the immortals assisted the gods to seal the demons. After the ruins, there were no more immortals in the fairy world, but there was one person who could ascend to immortality, but after thousands of years, he was the only one."

Therefore, in the entire world of cultivating immortals, only that person can be honored as the immortal.

Nan Li frowned slightly: "Then it's troublesome, how many years do I have to practice before I can beat him?"

Qiu Hai gave her a meaningful look, "No, you can handle it."

Nan Li only thought that he believed in herself, so she said: "Then I must step up my practice and never slack off!"

But at this moment, the turbidity still needs to be resolved first.

Nan Li immediately drew a talisman and received the turbid air into the yellow talisman one by one.

This is a little turbidity. In other places with heavy snow, there should be more turbidity.

Nanli asked Guicha to go to a few more places to collect the turbid air.

The ghost messenger opened and closed the door, he was really tired.

Persevering until the end, he already had his own soul about to be torn apart.

tired.

It's so tiring!

Seeing this, Nanli spent a talisman on him to restore his strength.

"There's also the country of Qi, just hold on."

The ghost messenger trembled: "My lord, why don't you let other ghost messengers come here."

"You open the door accurately, other ghosts may not be as easy to use as you." Nan Li said.

The ghost messenger was praised again, and he was very happy.

He said he refused, but his body had already opened the door again.

Qiu Hai rolled his eyes to the sky.

After such a busy day, the turbid air above was finally collected.

Although it was evening, the turbidity disappeared, the clouds dispersed, and the setting sun in the sky finally emerged.

It has been more than a month, and the sun is shining on the earth again.

Even though they were in the sky, the people's shouts of joy could still be heard.

Nan Li murmured, "I hope the snow will melt soon."

"I will." Qiu Kai said, "Don't worry, Ancestor, it's already February after all."

Nanli nodded.

Back in the underworld, she handed the talisman to Qiu Hai, hoping that he could help purify the turbid air.

Qiu Hai took it without saying a word, looking at Nan Li's tired face, said distressedly: "Master Ancestor, go back and rest, you have been busy all day."

"I'm just drawing a few talismans, it's nothing. But this ghost messenger... What's your name?" Nan Li asked.

The ghost messenger was a little excited, and said, "The little one is called Gousheng!"

Nan Li frowned, "Qiuhai, if you promote him, you have to give him another name. This name is too rustic."

The ghost messenger said: "My lord, why don't you get one for the little one?"

"It's fine." Nan Li stared at him for a long time, "Then you can be called Guitou."

That is to say, the leader of the ghost messengers, the model of the ghost messengers.

"..." The ghost messenger's face froze.

This is not much better than Gousheng.

Qiu Hai was already laughing so hard that his stomach ached, looking at the ghost messenger, "You are the only one who dares to let the ancestors be named."

The ghost messenger pondered for a moment, and said, "The little one should continue to call Gousheng."

Nan Li heard his disgust, waved her hands hastily, and said, "Give me one more chance, I'll think about it."

After finishing speaking, she touched her chin and frowned.

It would be great if Ye Siheng was here.

He is a man of culture.

Although Nanli has read a lot of books, the naming thing is really useless.

Qiu Hai was still laughing.

She glanced at him coldly, but then she had a flash of inspiration and snapped her fingers.

"Then your name is Xia Hai."

"..." Qiu Hai couldn't laugh anymore.

He wanted to ask her if he wanted to gather together the four great seas of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the four kings of Hades?
The ghost messenger could feel Qiuhai's resentment, and he wanted to pass out.

But he is a ghost, and it is impossible to faint, so he can only say: "The little one should be called Gousheng, the little one likes it very much, and I don't want to change my name."

Nan Li had a look of pity: "Hey, I still think this name is pretty good, that's all, if you don't want to change your name, I can't force you."

Qiuhai hurriedly sent her away.

He wants his name to be unique.

What spring sea summer sea winter sea, can not appear!
After returning, Qiuhai still offered rewards based on his meritorious deeds, and let the ghost guard be the judge.

"Thank you, King of Hades!" Judge Gousheng's voice was loud.

He knew that Hades clearly rewarded and punished him, and he would not work hard in vain.

But Qiu Hai said: "I am going to practice opening the gate of the underworld. The trial work of the Palace of the King of Hades will be in charge of by you in rotation."

Gou Sheng was terrified, "Yan Wang, the little one has just taken office, and he doesn't know the rules of the trial."

Qiu Hai was slightly jealous: "You are so powerful, you will understand, the ancestors have praised you."

After that, he disappeared in place.

Gou Sheng wanted to cry but had no tears, thinking that Hades was too jealous. (end of this chapter)