My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

Guifeng leaves the hot pot restaurant and refuses to be sent to him by anyone.

Because he just left with his front foot, he returned to the second floor of the hot pot restaurant with his back foot, sitting quietly at Meng Xiaoni's table, waiting for Meng Xiaoni to give herself "dinner".

Two identities can eat six meals a day.

Such a good thing, Guifeng couldn't even think about it before he became a human being.

He sat in a chair for a while, and suddenly decided to "exercise" more. Parrot ball is impossible. Parrot ball is impossible in this life.

When Meng Xiaoni came upstairs, as soon as she opened the door, she saw the young man in the house acting strangely.

She froze at the door and looked into the house carefully.

Standing in front of the bed, Guifeng silently put down his raised left foot, put his stretched hands at a normal angle, pretending that nothing happened.

Meng Xiaoni entered the door carrying the bowl, put the bowl on the table, and said to Guifeng word by word: "It's eating, little Guifeng."

Guifeng raised his eyebrows lightly: "Little Guifeng?"

Meng Xiaoni clicked downstairs: "I just sent away a big ghost and phoenix."

Such a difference in title is barely acceptable.

Guifeng nodded and returned to the table to eat.

The dinner for the parrots was not too much. Guifeng had just eaten, but he ate it all in one go.

After eating and wiping his mouth clean, Guifeng stood in Meng Xiaoni's room again, and motioned to Meng Xiaoni: "I will show you some suits that the magistrate of the prefecture can easily move."

Meng Xiaoni thought of this important thing, of course she sat on the edge of the bed, got excited, and prepared to watch the ghost and phoenix dress up.

Guifeng tapped his clothes.

The portable short-sleeved trousers he was originally wearing turned into long-sleeved trousers.

The blouse is a two-piece suit, the lining is a white long sleeve, the sleeves are loose, the cuffs are tied, and there are golden dark patterns on the cuffs. The jacket is short sleeves with a collar, and the clothes are red.

The bottom of the trousers is tied up, dark black, and the hem of the ankle is like a golden streak.

There was a belt around his waist and turned around several times to completely outline the waist, and finally tied a knot in front of him.

This knot is not a bow, but is wrapped around each other four or five times around the front part of the waist. Two straps are pulled out an ear on both sides of the front of the body, and then the strap is passed through.

The knots made in this way are not obtrusive, and two short lace-up tails hang down, which looks a bit retro.

The belt is also black with gold trim.

Guifeng and Meng Xiaoni explained: "The clothes of the judges of the prefecture are divided into identities and responsibilities. The colors of the four judges are different. They are green, purple, red, and black. ."

After speaking, Guifeng changed colors on his clothes.

Regardless of the four colors, Guifeng looks good in clothes.

Meng Xiaoni watched the live dress-up once with her own eyes, and felt that she was playing some real dress-up game, and her interest became even higher. She knew that she had finalized the clothes now, and she would definitely not have time to make it later, but she couldn't help but want to see more styles of clothes: "Anything else?"

Guifeng now eats six meals a day and is responsive to Meng Xiaoni.

He changed a set of clothes again, turned into a sassy outfit.

This suit is a little tight, whether it's a pure black top or brown pants, it fits tightly to the body. And all joints will have leather anti-wear pads.

"This set is a sportswear designed by Lord Lu of the Ninth Hall of Equality and uniformly customized for all judges."

Guifeng changed another set.

"The prefecture also has five sense organs, which are divided into Xian Guan, Shui Guan, Tie Guan, Tu Guan and Tian Guan. They wear this when they go out on official business."

Guifeng changed a lot of clothes next, making Meng Xiaoni dazzled.

An hour later, Guifeng was still thinking about the judge's clothes he had seen, changing to herself until Meng Xiaoni became numb, and finally asked in a daze, "How many clothes does the judge of the prefecture have?"

Guifeng said: "There are men and women among judges. They have existed for thousands of years, and they can't always wear the same style of clothes."

Meng Xiaoni can only say: "It makes sense, it's OK."

Guifeng nodded: "I haven't seen more clothes. King Equality likes to change the clothes of his magistrate, at most once, 18 new sets a year."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

Is the netherworld so boring that the king of equality has so much free time to design clothes and punish his subordinates? Furthermore, how do the judges of the underworld classify so many? !

Meng Xiaoni didn't plan to watch any more, Guifeng didn't feel tired, she felt tired.

The two discussed a little bit, and finally decided to choose a slightly retro, but it was the first set that the judge did not wear recently.

Meng Xiaoni took out the notebook, briefly drew the structure of the clothes, and decided to customize it later.

All employees need at least two sets.

Seeing Meng Xiaoni's decision, Guifeng immediately changed back to the state of a parrot, flapping his wings back to the bed: "Draw quickly, then wash and sleep."

The shop is about to open soon, and the day when the gate is closed is also coming.

Meng Xiaoni worked hard to paint, and after finishing painting, she obediently took her clothes to wash.

After washing, one person and one bird lay on the bed.

"good night."

"good night."

...

Eyes closed and opened, it was the seventh and a half month of the lunar calendar, when the ghost gate opened wide.

Twelve o'clock at midnight.

The ghost door closes the door.

"If you have a sacrificial offering at home, you can go. Don't block the door if you can't walk." The judge opened the scanning door on the side and registered the ghosts who had gone out. "Come back after eating. Don't stay in the world."

He raised his eyes and saw a ghost with a broken hand, and he reminded him: "Don't stay away from your relatives, otherwise you will lose your soul. The system is strict and insurmountable."

The ghosts couldn't wait to listen to him, and flew away early.

Some of the ghosts who couldn't get through the gate of the ghost were muttering that they should go to reincarnation, and some muttering that they hadn't tasted the smell of fireworks in the world for 800 years. From time to time you can see those who do not believe in evil at the door, and those who collide at the door and then are knocked back.

Heading to the tenth hall, Jiao Yitong, the little ghost who was reincarnate in a postponement, was submitted to him. At this moment, he was also mixed in the ghost pile and hurried to the world.

Ghosts have no entities, and groups of people pass through the gates quickly.

He ran out of Guimenguan in a panic, and when he stood there trying to look back, the ghosts suddenly dispersed at the door.

A few ghosts did not fly out, nor did they rush out, but came out slowly. They are like strolling in their back garden, without any sense of rush.

The person in the ghost group looked very young. His broken black hair is naturally soft and relaxed.

Xiao Gui Jiao Yitong's scalp was numb, and the whole ghost body could not help shaking.

When the ghosts passed the ghost gate, the little ghost heard someone muttering next to him: "How can these ghosts who have been sentenced have a chance to go out of the world? What if they run away."

"Didn't the King of Hades say that all ghosts are equal. They are pressed in **** and tortured throughout the year. This is also a holiday for them."

Except for the first hall and the tenth hall, the eight palaces in the middle are in charge of hell, which are specially used to punish ghosts who make mistakes in the world.

The little ghost leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What did those ghosts do?"

"I know one, the one in the middle, is still being punished in the Second Hall. Hearing about his crimes, almost every **** of the temple has to go around."

The kid was shocked: "What did he do?"

"I only know that he killed people, and I don't know the others. I heard that he will have to wait until all the people he killed are reborn safely before he can be sent to the Tenth Hall. It is estimated that he will not be able to be a human in his next life."

The little ghost rejoiced at this moment: "No wonder if you should stay away from your relatives in the world. If this kind of ghost runs around, the consequences will be terrible."

Many ghosts nodded.

There is also a ghostly grunt: "It's better for the kind of ghost to cut off children and never leave forever."

Many ghosts nodded one after another.

Jiang Jiang walked out of the ghost gate and greeted his colleagues at the door.

He was wearing a white robe that belonged exclusively to the heavenly official, and he was so holy as if he was about to soar in the next second.

The kid stood there, wearing a little yellow hat and other ghost chattering. Jiang Jiang saw him at a glance.

The heavenly official stepped up to the little ghost and raised his eyebrows: "Jiao Yitong, don't you go home and have a look?"

Seeing Jiang Jiang, the little ghost Jiao Yitong took a step back: "My lord, you also want to go to the human world?"

Jiang Jiang sighed: "Life is not easy. Heavenly officials have to go out to pray for blessings and watch your group of ghosts by the way. I hope you will be considerate of our work."

Jiao Yitong thought of the evil ghosts who had gone away just now: "I am definitely not a troublesome ghost. I just want to ask about the hot pot restaurant."

Jiang Jiang was amused by Jiao Yitong's obsession: "A few days ago, the Ten Hades had a regular meeting."

Jiao Yitong's ears were pricked, and he looked up at Jiang Jiang, looking a little expectant.

Jiang Jiang patted his robe: "Specially sent me, Tianguan Jiang Jiang, to come in contact with the little owner of the hot pot restaurant."

Jiao Yitong looked forward to becoming vigilant in an instant, fearing that Jiang Jiang would say in the next second that he was going to hook the spirit of the little boss.

Seeing Jiao Yitong's nervousness, Jiang Jiang didn't tell Jiao Yitong what he was going to do. He squeezed his eyes there: "Sooner or later there will be hot pot restaurants. Of course, not everyone can eat it."

There are so many ghosts, of course it is impossible for everyone to eat them.

Who can eat it, who can't eat it?

Sooner or later there will be a hot pot restaurant, and when will there be?

Jiao Yitong is really anxious.

His little face was very anxious: "My lord, you can tell me specifically, what is the meeting?"

A group of ghosts eavesdropping on the side pricked their ears.

What hot pot restaurant? What meeting? Is there something new in the underworld?

Jiang Jiang pulled out a smile: "There will be results in August, I will take a step first."

After speaking, Jiang Jiang stepped away.

The kid panicked and wanted to keep up.

But the place where Jiang Jiang went is different from the place where the little ghost went. All ghosts at the gate of this sunrise will be automatically sent to the location of their relatives and cannot leave at will.

Jiang Jiang and Xiao Gui obviously have no kinship.

"Master Lu will definitely come to me." Jiao Yitong murmured to himself, hurriedly running to his destination, "It's up to Master Lu to go to the hot pot restaurant first."

He rushed out for a while, his eyes flashed.

In the familiar room, the bell rang slightly at the door, seeming to welcome Jiao Yitong's arrival.

The door is quiet, and people are all asleep at the moment.

Jiao Yitong entered the house and came to the master bedroom. He looked at a couple on the bed with soft eyes.

There are a total of two photos on the bedside table.

One is an old photo many years ago, a young couple holding a tender Jiao Yi child, the color is still black and white.

One is a photo of recent years, an elderly couple standing together, and a child who is not Jiao Yitong standing in front of him.

"Little ghost, little ghost." Master Lu probed his head in the window and was overjoyed when he saw Jiao Yitong, "You really came back!"

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