My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 969 977 Lonely ghosts can also whore?

Siyu also came over curiously.

The spoon in Granny Meng's hand was hanging in the air, and she was still scooping up the soup. The ghosts who were queuing up didn't dare to glance around, for fear that they would be thrown into the animal road if they were not careful.

She sat there leisurely, looking at them with a smile.

"This is the Qimeng Pearl."

Shangguan Yanwan frowned slightly, "Qimengzhu? Does it work?"

Granny Meng had a smile on her brows and eyes, like an old woman coaxing children.

"Take it with you, and you will know it in the future. It is very good. Next time you come, maybe you will thank me."

Shangguan Yanwan saw that she was mysterious and unfathomable, she didn't want to say more, so she tactfully didn't ask any more questions, but carefully tucked her away in her sleeves.

"So, thank you, Mrs. Meng."

Granny Meng waved at them, "Okay, let's go quickly, the old woman is still busy, and it's almost winter recently, and there are a lot of people who died."

Shangguan Yanwan turned to leave, and Ruhua came up after walking a certain distance.

"Ghost judge, although I don't have much contact with Mrs. Meng, all the ghost messengers in the underworld know that Mrs. Meng has a weird temper.

Sometimes he is smiling, not to mention how amiable, and sometimes his face is like a cucumber, and he will beat everyone he sees.

People who fit her eyes will give gifts, and people who don't fit her eyes just want to throw them into the pot and cook Mengpo soup. "

Shangguan Yanwan pondered his words carefully, feeling a little puzzled.

"Master Meng just said that I am good-looking, and she wanted to throw me into the pot to make soup, but she also said that I was a good match for her and gave her a meeting gift. So am I the one she likes, or the one she doesn't like?"

Ruhua was also stopped by the question, and stretched out her hand to scratch the withered grass above her head.

"I don't know about that either, I really don't know what Granny Meng is doing, I usually dare not say a word when I see her.

Her temper has always been cloudy and cloudy, and she offended her at some point, and was beaten until her head exploded with a spoon.

However, since she gave you a gift, she probably likes you. "

Shangguan Yanwan tucked her hands in her sleeves, rubbing the transparent beads from time to time, but couldn't think of any medicine sold in Granny Meng's gourd.

"Forget it, when you use it in the future, you will naturally know what it has."

Ru Hua nodded, and continued to lead the way, before reaching the Painted Skin Ghost's residence, she suddenly stopped in front of a small building that seemed very prosperous.

Shangguan Yanwan looked up in confusion, "Where is this place? Why does it look like..."

After talking about it, I felt unbelievable again, and didn't say what I thought in my heart.

Ruhua took Siyu's hand and walked back at a high speed, not forgetting to reply her.

"You can tell from the outside, it must be a flower building in the underworld."

Hualou?Could it be what she thought?

I only know that there are flower buildings everywhere on the banks of the Jinshui River in the human world, but I didn't expect this kind of hell to exist in the underworld, it's incredible.

Could it be that there are lonely ghosts coming to prostitutes?

Shangguan Yanwan glanced around, and she saw a few male ghosts walking this way, as if they were ghost messengers in the underworld.

It really opened her eyes, but she was very curious about the difference between the flower houses in the underworld and the brothels in the human world.

Some female ghosts with disheveled hair and dancing demons unconsciously popped up in Shangguan Yanwan's mind, and she shivered unconsciously.

"What are you doing in a daze, come in, ghost judge!"

Her contemplation was interrupted, and she sighed faintly as she looked at the excited face like a flower, and Siyu who was eager to try.

(End of this chapter)