After the real daughter came back, the whole family was so angry that they were jumping up and down

It is said to be a ghost street, but in fact it is a small world.

As soon as Mian Yao and Siming came in, they saw the sun shining brightly and the crowds buzzing.

They were on a very busy street.

It's a sunny day.

People come and go on the street.

It should be ghosts coming and going.

The cotton-padded jacket looked at the souls coming and going, his eyes widened and his mouth watered.

"A lot of delicious food."

Siming's mouth twitched, and he held the cotton jacket tightly in his arms, lest she come to eat ghosts on the spot, and they would die miserably.

"Be good, you can't eat these."

"Ouch..."

As soon as Siming finished speaking, he saw a fierce ghost with red eyes eating the soul of a normal shopping man into his stomach.

The scene was chaotic, with ghosts screaming and running around.

Li Gui was still eating like crazy. In less than a minute, no less than ten ghosts were eaten.

The cotton-padded jacket looked at Siming with bright eyes: "You can eat it."

command...

The slap in the face came too quickly, and he was caught off guard: "It's not safe here, let's leave first."

Ghosts never appear in ghost streets. Where did this come from?
Moreover, the evil ghost has been around for so long, but the manager has not shown up. Why?
Confused, Siming followed the swarm of ghosts and fled for his life.

Here, all the ghosts are entities, so crowded that the two people's clothes are messy.

Si Ming has a big head, and his luck is too bad.

Finally, I saw an open shop in front of me. There were not many people there, so I hurriedly took my cotton-padded jacket and hid in it.

Following them, several ghosts also followed.

The clerk saw too many ghosts and hurriedly closed the door.

Other ghosts can't get in and can only continue to escape.

The ghosts in the shop are still frightened.

"It's so scary. Ghosts are really scary."

"Yes, there have been quite a few cases of evil ghosts eating ghosts recently. I don't know what the ghost generals are doing and why they are not being cleaned up."

"I heard something happened to the ghost general." A ghost whispered.

The other ghosts suddenly became interested: "What happened?"

The ghost shook his head and said he didn't know.

Okay, the ghosts changed the subject and talked about the fierce ghosts outside.

Si Ming tightened his cotton-padded jacket and frowned.

This situation has been going on for a while, and management has not come forward, so maybe something really happened.

Is the management here a ghost?
He remembered records that in the past, the ghost street was managed by the ghost king.

He also said that the ghost streets cannot be controlled except by the ghost king.

Is the ghost world also depressed?Or has the entry barrier for public officials become lower?
"Are you new here?"

The clerk ghost suddenly came over.

The cotton-padded jacket stretched its little neck, opened its mouth, and almost bit off the clerk's nose.

Siming was startled and hurriedly pulled the person back.

Although this is a ghost, he now looks like a normal person and a man. Why does this girl have no sense of boundaries at all?

Vinegar.

The clerk Gui was also startled. He felt that he was almost eaten just now, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

He silently moved away from the cotton-padded jacket and asked curiously: "Girl, how did you die?"

"Starved to death."

The clerk ghost was still frightened, so he took a few steps back. Just now he felt that it was right, this new ghost really wanted to eat it.

Are you too hungry?
Looking at Siming: "Brother, what about you?"

Siming glanced at it and said: "Suicide for love."

Now Mr. Si's face doesn't turn red when he talks about panic, and he can express his feelings calmly.

However, the other party was a blockhead and couldn't understand it at all.

Siming glanced at the clerk, who was still staring straight at the cotton-padded jacket with an expression of wanting to eat, and his tooth ached.

"Ho..."

The clerk looked at the two of them unexpectedly, and he didn't expect that he was an infatuated person.

No, the infatuated guy looks tall and big, not like a loser. How did he let the person he loved starve to death?

"No wonder, with your faces, I can tell that you just died not long ago. What are your wishes?"

Without waiting for Siming's reply, he continued talking to himself: "The wish of a starving person is usually to be full."

"I don't see many people like you who commit suicide for love, but it's probably the kind of people who love each other and eventually get married, right?" "Do you want to marry this girl?"

Siming raised his eyebrows, he really thought about it.

Jun's face turned red inexplicably.

Not yet, the girl is still young, he can't be too beastly.

The clerk looked like someone who had been there before and I knew it.

"Oh, brother, we are really destined."

"Why else would you have entered my store as soon as you arrived?"

"Do you know what my store is?"

Si Ming? ? ?

Black shop?

"Department store."

"We have all the items you need for your wedding, all the sweets and cakes you need to eat, the dresses you need to wear, and the photos you need to take, and we can make them all."

"We can also provide one-stop wedding services. I guarantee you will be satisfied, brother."

“Chinese style, Western style, a combination of Chinese and Western styles, or whatever you want to create your own, it’s all fine.”

"Only if you can't think of it, we can't do it."

“The purpose of our store is to satisfy our customers.”

"Brother, if you have a good idea, you should be quick, accurate and ruthless. Take action quickly. There is no shortage of quick hands in this world."

"The little girl is starving and can easily be coaxed away with food."

The clerk was so arrogant.

Si Mingjun's face suddenly darkened. Anyone who dared to snatch his people would have their legs broken.

He glanced at the cotton-padded jacket that was staring at him blankly, and gradually realized that he was not here to get married, the girl was still young.

"I won't use that one for now, I haven't caught anyone yet."

The clerk glanced at the cotton-padded jacket in surprise. At first glance, this girl was clueless.

I immediately felt a little sympathy for Si Ming, who died for his love, but in the end, people didn't take you seriously at all.

In an instant, I felt a little disgusted. It was really embarrassing that a grown man, not bad looking, couldn't even win over a little girl who looked silly at first glance.

The clerk nodded understandingly: "Okay, okay, you have to work harder. The sooner you fulfill your wish, the easier it will be."

Siming twitched his lips in embarrassment and pulled his cotton-padded jacket away.

Outside, the ghost street escorts arrived belatedly. They were composed of ghosts who didn't look very powerful and looked very unprofessional.

After defeating many ghosts, I finally captured the fierce ghosts.

The crowd was relaxed, in small groups, mingling and discussing.

Siming looked at the escort team walking away and couldn't help but question the ability of Ghost Street.

The ghost street recorded in the data is one that even the ghost king dare not act boldly.

Here, all ghosts and monsters will be supervised and suppressed by invisible forces.

But no, a little evil ghost caused chaos. There was no suppression at all, no kneeling system, not even the escort team of the professional shop.

Siming looked to the side and saw that it was the ghost of the old man on the ghost street. He walked over and talked: "Senior, has it always been like this here?"

The old man was wearing a straight Chinese tunic suit, sitting on a bench outside the store, looking calm and calm.

It seemed out of place with the restless group of ghosts.

The old man turned his head and his eyes fell on Siming and Mian Yao.

After a few breaths of silence, he spoke: "No, this place used to be peaceful and safe."

"Probably……"

The old man paused, but didn't speak again.

Siming raised his eyebrows but did not ask further questions.

"How long has the senior been here?"

The old man thought about it seriously: "I don't remember. It seems like a long time ago. When I came, I was still a young boy. Now, I am very old."

The long sigh made people feel sad.

Siming was surprised: "How can a ghost grow old?"

Ghosts will remain as they were when they died and cannot grow old like living people.

Anyway, Si Ming had never seen or heard of it, so he was very surprised.

The old man smiled: "Yes, I find it strange too. No other ghosts age, only me."

Siming asked again: "Senior, what is your wish for coming here?"

"Wait someone."

"Wait for who?"

"forget."

Si Ming... (End of this chapter)