MMB Chapter 118 Ancestors
Chapter 118 Ancestors
Early the next morning, Min Shao pushed open the door and met Guan Shuyi who was standing at the door. Guan Shuyi smiled and said to her, "Chuxue, thank you, I still remember that I like hibiscus flowers, you Do you have any plans for today?"
Min Shao blinked slightly, and asked, "What is the princess doing?"
Guan Shuyi explained her reason for coming: "I'm here to take you to the cemetery. Although you have existed in this world for many years, I think you should also know that your soul body is not strong. I naturally know that mine is good." How long has my nephew been looking for you since you left, but people’s hearts always change, not to mention ghosts? Didn’t he return the country to his nephew back then? Now he is still trying to disrupt the peaceful world. Min Shao, you have to go to the cemetery Stay for a while before you can protect yourself."
Min Shao pursed his lips, and said, "But isn't the cemetery in Yunhuai Mountain only accessible to the descendants of the Jiang family? How can I go?"
Guan Shuyi was stunned for a moment, then realized that Min Shao had misunderstood: "There are two cemeteries in Yunhuai Mountain, and the one in the forbidden area can only be entered by disciples of the first line, but the cemetery in the bamboo forest in the back mountain is a formation. The soul body can go in, stay for a while after going in, and you can be reborn when you come out."
Hearing that it was not a cemetery in the forbidden area, Min Shao was relieved, she almost thought that Guan Shu wanted to send her to the forbidden area to try the ability of "instant strangulation" in the forbidden area: "Then trouble the princess to take me there."
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Jiang Yichen was a little dumbfounded looking at the white-haired beauty Meng Po who could be called "amorous and charming" in front of him. It wasn't that she was dumb, but the rumors that Meng Po had been in contact with since childhood were all white-haired old women. For many years, he didn't expect it to be a young girl who looked only in her twenties.
There was no disturbance in my eyes, I just froze when I saw Ji Qingmo just now, and called Ji Qingmo with some respect, looked at him again, and called him "Lord of the Mountain" with a smile.
He tugged at the sleeves of the black robe embroidered with gold thread that Ji Qingmo had put on since he arrived in the Ghost Palace, and asked, "Why isn't the Meng Po I heard from childhood like this?"
Po Meng's eyes fluttered, and she passed Ji Qingmo and explained to Jiang Yichen: "Don't blame the little mountain master, I didn't spread those rumors. It is also very distressing for a beautiful woman like me to be misunderstood by the world, but the image of the 'white-haired old woman' is deeply rooted." I don’t bother to clarify. The Lord of the Mountain and the Lord of the Palace rest in the gazebo over there, there is still a long line here, wait for me for an hour, and I will come over.”
Jiang Yichen nodded, and Ji Qingmo glanced at Granny Meng, and said, "That's all you can do to make soup."
Po Meng stopped her hand holding the spoon, lowered her head, and said nothing.
Seeing this, Jiang Yichen quickly dragged Ji Qingmo away, and after he sat down beside the gazebo, he asked, "Why were you so fierce just now?"
Ji Qingmo paused for a moment: "You think I'm fierce?"
Jiang Yichen nodded obediently, isn't that just fierce?It's her job for Po Meng to make soup, and they were supposed to come to her, but Ji Qingmo even taunted her, which sounded fierce.
Looking at Jiang Yichen's serious eyes, Ji Qingmo sighed helplessly: "Jiang Xiaoke, I'm not fierce, I just hate iron for being weak."
Hearing this, Jiang Yichen's small gossip antenna was erected sensitively: "What else is there in this story?"
"Wait for Meng Manman to tell you in person."
"Meng Manman?" Jiang Yichen caught the key words in Ji Qingmo's words, "This name...is somewhat familiar."
"She was also from the Great Sheng Dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Sheng Jun, the eldest daughter of the Meng family suffered from a serious illness and died at the age of 21."
"It's the Dasheng Dynasty again?" No wonder Jiang Yichen was surprised, it's because he met too many people from the Dasheng Dynasty, Pian Pian, Min Shao, Guan Shuyi, Xie Yinliang, Fan Jiuwen, and even Meng Manman, "You hell! Does Dasheng Dynasty have so many employees?"
"There are more than three thousand ghosts in the underworld. There are many ghosts that you don't know about the dynasty. It's just that most of the ones you come into contact with are from the Dasheng Dynasty. Maybe our mansion master always has sympathy for the ghosts of the Dasheng Dynasty. heart."
Jiang Yichen felt that this was a melon that had something to do with the word "love", but the other party was the master of the underworld, even if he and Qi Shuang had been in the same body before, he couldn't make such a mistake, this melon had to be far away.
"In my impression, Meng Manman, the daughter of the Meng family, didn't seem to have passed away due to a serious illness. Meng Manman was born as a juicy girl, and was kept hidden by her father. She was sent out by her father when she was 21 years old. Shoufu didn't seem to need the gift from the assistant, so he returned Meng Manman back in private without any worries. Master Meng actually said that it was because his daughter was incompetent and couldn't make him prosper in office, so he was beaten to death. After his death, Lord Meng actually sued Emperor Sheng Jun based on this, saying that the first assistant had caused her daughter to wash her face with tears, and finally committed suicide, and asked Emperor Sheng Jun to punish the crime of the first assistant. Being deceived by him, in order to prevent Mr. Meng from making a fuss again, he simply found an excuse to chop Mr. Meng off, and his house was also confiscated, which should be regarded as revenge for Meng Manman."
"You remember well," Ji Qingmo patted his head lightly, "That's true, so Meng Manman came to reincarnation with resentment, she was full of resentment, but she didn't run around outside, Song Ye Jun also thought it was boring to find a few little ghosts to make soup, so he just kept Meng Manman. At that time, the ghost who came to the underworld to reincarnate called her Meng Niang. An old woman in her seventies and eighties."
Jiang Yichen felt that Ji Qingmo cared about Meng Manman quite a bit, but it wasn't that kind of caring, or that he cared about helping, and he noticed that Ji Qingmo didn't use the word "mansion master" just now. , but used the name "Song Yejun" to refer to the palace master of the underworld. It can be seen that the palace master who was rumored by a small group of people outside was afraid of the palace master.
Besides, Ji Qingmo and Song Qishuang belong to the same generation, and Mr. Song Ye is Song Qishuang's descendant. Strictly speaking, he should respect Ji Qingmo and Jiang Yunhuai a lot.
"Did Sister Meng meet Mrs. Meng when she was cooking the soup?"
Ji Qingmo nodded his head lightly, but his hands were restless. He wanted to grab Jiang Yichen's hand next to him. If Jiang Yichen wanted to hide, he grabbed it tighter: "I just want to grab something, get used to it."
Jiang Yichen twitched the corner of his mouth, he really didn't believe his words: "What is your habit?"
"Don't you?" Ji Qingmo blinked innocently, "I want to catch something when I tell people stories, either you give me your hand, or I stand up and catch you play with hair."
Jiang Yichen stroked his hair with the other hand, thinking that it would be fine to touch his hair on weekdays, but if he really got caught, if he was emotionally exhausted while telling the story and he had no place to cry, it would be better Sacrifice a hand, which is stronger than hair.
"Okay, okay, grab it."
A triumphant smile flashed in Ji Qingmo's eyes, he clenched his hands a little tighter, and said, "When Meng Manman made soup for the first time, he met Meng Immortal and the members of the Meng family. My son, seeing Meng Manman working in the underworld, Meng Buxiu felt that she should have something to do with her, so he threatened to stay here, but Meng Manman ignored him, and he said he would smash Meng Manman's small stall."
Jiang Yichen's eyes were full of curiosity: "And then?"
"Meng Manman is a government official in the underworld, and the stalls are protected by runes. A weak ghost who has just died wants to get close. Naturally, his soul is gone. Meng Immortal didn't even get the chance to reincarnate, but his few concubines It's smart, counting the mistakes they made while picking up the bowl, it's nothing compared to what Meng Immortal did, so they're reincarnated."
"Then... when Meng Immortal's soul flew away, Sister Meng—"
"Just call her by her name like me," Ji Qingmo couldn't help interrupting Jiang Yichen when he heard the name "Sister Meng" for the second time, "You are of the same generation with me, that is, you are better than the current one." The master of the palace is a senior generation, and Meng Manman is his staff, and you still want to call me sister? How do you count?"
Jiang Yichen broke up with him earnestly: "She is older than me, wouldn't it be disrespectful not to ask my sister to call her by her first name?"
Ji Qingmo reminded him: "You also called her name before."
"I was repeating what I remembered. I didn't really want to call her by her name. That's disrespectful."
Ji Qingmo: "She's a ghost."
Jiang Yichen choked for a moment: "That won't work either."
Ji Qingmo dragged him into his arms. Jiang Yichen was not heavy at all, but after being pulled so hard by him, he was still a little dizzy. When he woke up, he was already in Ji Qingmo's arms, with his butt touching the opponent's thigh the kind of arms.
He was a little ashamed.
That's too foul, he thought.
But he had to maintain his superficial composure so that Ji Qingmo could not see the clues, so he mustered up the courage to ask, "Why are you dragging me?"
Ji Qingmo put his chin on his head, and said helplessly: "Ancestor, don't force me."
At this time, Jiang Yichen didn't understand the meaning behind the words. He was taken aback by the phrase "ancestor". How could he be the ancestor of the master of the ghost hall? !This can't be forced, if ancestor Yunhuai finds out about it, his legs must be broken.
He was so frightened that he wanted to break free from Ji Qingmo's embrace. Who knew that Ji Qingmo's grip on him became tighter and tighter. He heard Ji Qingmo say: "You'd better keep a little distance from the same sex and the opposite sex. Brother and sister are called brothers and sisters." Don't shout. Meng Manman is pretending to be a ghost, and it is useless if you shout."
Jiang Yichen retorted: "But I don't like Sister Meng—"
"That's not okay," Ji Qingmo is determined to correct his bad habits this time, "You listen to me and call her name obediently, and nothing will happen. If you don't listen, I..."
Jiang Yichen moved his head, and Ji Qingmo's chin slightly left his head, so Jiang Yichen raised his head smoothly to look at him: "If I don't listen, what can you do with me?"
Ji Qingmo didn't change his face, and even laughed out loud: "Then there's a lot I can do. The Ghost Palace is very big and has many rooms, but I can trap you in my room and let you go out for a long time." If you don’t have the door, you can only face my face every day, even if you feel bored, I will not let you go out, and there will only be one me left in your long life.”
Jiang Yichen thought he was joking, but saw that Ji Qingmo's eyes were filled with extreme seriousness. Behind the seriousness was a void of darkness, a vast abyss, and if he took a wrong step, he would be crushed to pieces.
Jiang Yichen trembled uncontrollably.
Ji Qingmo's tone was dangerous, and he asked him: "Are you afraid?"
Before Jiang Yichen could answer, Ji Qingmo put him back in his original position, and his head was touched in a comforting way: "If you are afraid, be obedient."
The tone became gentle again.
"I'm not afraid," Jiang Yichen recalled at this time. Ji Qingmo's "ancestor" just now didn't seem to mean what he understood. He turned his head to look at Ji Qingmo very seriously. With fragments of light, "I was just thinking, it's good to look at your face, Lord Hall Master, please be more confident in your appearance. But I may be a little homesick, and the world is beautiful. There are still many things, I haven't seen enough, I want to take you to watch together."
Before Ji Qingmo could react, his hand was held by Jiang Yichen, and he heard Jiang Yichen ask him: "Is it okay?"
Ji Qingmo smiled slowly, with a smile on his brows: "Okay."