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

Xiao Yi's baby face is covered with question marks.

Regardless of some Taoist priests, the actual age on the certificate is several years older than the legal marriage age. In fact, he has a baby face. Not only is he not married, but he has no one.

Not only there is no object, there is not even a sweetheart.

What can Xiao Yi say?

Xiao Yi ate all the rest of his breakfast without expression, and went straight to sit behind the cash register.

Anyway, he lives Taoist temple.

He didn't know anything anyway.

Meng Xiaoni stretched her finger to hook her cheek, and then gave a short smile.

She and Guifeng lived together, but nothing happened between them. Even the kissing incidents that are often seen in TV dramas and novels have never happened once after living together for so many days.

That's Phoenix.

Thinking like this, she turned to the kitchen and went to help Meng's father and Mengmu.

The new store opened at the beginning, and there was no discount on the second day. The number of people was slightly less than that on the first day, but it was not much less.

When the class is full at noon, two tables can be turned over by turning over the table. In the evening, the turning over rate is higher, there are about three to four tables.

Meng Xiaoni occasionally hears someone jokingly saying: "Last time I looked at the background picture that someone sent me here on WeChat, I dreamed of it at night. It's too strange."

"My friend also said that her elders asked her to have a meal."

"Hahahahaha, this excuse is too funny."

Meng Xiaoni felt that those ghosts were too cute. For a bite, she could do anything with a dream.

Of course, due to the fear of ghosts and phoenixes, the Difu Hot Pot Restaurant still has no ghosts coming to the door today.

At night, the red lantern at the door was lit, and the atmosphere of the whole store became more and more intense.

The only waiters were Xiao Yi and Meng Xiaoni, and only Meng's father and Mengmu were in the kitchen.

Four people are very busy.

So busy that Meng Xiaoni’s brain is empty, only the stalls who breathe a little will think about where the ghost and phoenix is, what they are doing, and the enlarged version of the face.

At this moment, the ghost and phoenix, who didn't know Meng Xiaoni's thoughts, flew high.

He was suspended in the air, looking down at Fengdu.

Fengdu at night, the lights are bright.

The blue of the sky was as deep as ink pouring on the screen, and the clouds were thick, obscuring the stars. From bottom to top, people can only see the slightly round moon half-hidden and looming.

The wind was very strong at high places, and it was as mad as if I was going to rush to another city to drive a car in the next moment.

But this bit of wind is completely meaningless to Guifeng.

He stood in the air in a humanoid posture, with his eyes downcast, his expression indifferent.

He didn't find the clue he wanted in Fengdu.

Among the ten halls of Yama, Yama's Wangxiangtai can see all the conditions in the world. Without such things, Guifeng came to the world in person, perceiving the strange places in the world.

He felt it in Fengdu for a day, but didn't notice it.

Yesterday was the day when the ghost gate was closed. Today, all ghosts who should return to the underworld returned to the underworld, and the ghosts stranded in the world naturally returned to the underworld together.

The number of ghosts on the street is far fewer than in previous days.

In such a clean situation, it took him a day to see this place thoroughly.

It's too clean here, so clean that Guifeng can't expect it.

Language and writing are powerful.

In ancient times, the birth of every word possessed infinite power from heaven and earth.

Fengdu has the same name as Fengdu.

This place has nothing to do with the netherworld. Because of the same name, it gradually gained the title of ghost capital, gradually gained fame in the netherworld, and even attracted Po Meng's reincarnation.

Today, Fengdu is definitely one of the places where the world is most closely connected with the underworld.

Just like Kyoto, its name is also extremely important to become the capital of a country, and it determines the luck of a country.

This is the power of language.

But here, there is nothing Guifeng wants to find.

He was in the air, turned a direction, and then the person disappeared on the spot.

When Ghost Phoenix appeared again, he was already on top of a mountain.

Summer is when it is green everywhere. The mountain peaks, all covered in dark green coats, showed off his clothes in the turmoil of the night.

There are also various creatures on this dress, or howling, or hissing, or bulging and humming.

Disorganized, one after another.

There are no humans in this mountain.

"Tarzan."

He uttered such a word lightly.

There is a reincarnation in heaven and earth, which did not exist since the beginning of the world.

The Houtu came out of Kunlun, transformed into reincarnation, established the underground palace, and gradually transformed the underground palace into what it is today. The painstaking effort and price paid were so heavy that it made Heavenly Dao give Hou Tu a great merit.

Before Houtu, there was no reincarnation in the human race between heaven and earth, and there was no reincarnation in all things before the human race.

Without reincarnation, why are there ghosts and phoenixes?

Guifeng closed his eyes and felt the entire Mount Tai. From the tip of the top tree, he felt the deepest part of the underground soil.

Before the reincarnation, the gods and Buddhas all over the sky will eventually return their souls to Mount Tai.

Guifeng's originally tied hair suddenly drifted away.

As the hair spread out, the human form on the spot gradually changed, turning into a phoenix about five meters away.

No one can notice this bird in this high sky.

There is no red flame burning continuously on his body, revealing his original body shape.

After discarding those dazzling flames, no matter who stood in front of Guifeng, he would be sluggish for a while.

According to legend, the crown of the phoenix is ​​colorful, and the one with more reddish red body is the phoenix. The tail feathers are extremely long, which can bring countless sparks.

But Guifeng is not like this.

His crown is still colorful, but his body is more black. It is not the grayish black of traditional ink, but the color is darker than the green coat of the mountains, and darker than the night in the sky.

The tail feathers are still extremely long, not even a bit of red.

This appearance, the reason why it can really be called a phoenix, is that there is no more phoenix in this world.

Guifeng's dark red eyes dropped, glanced at his dark tail feathers, and lightly waved his plump wings.

The little bit of black that the mortal fetus could not see with the naked eye fell on Mount Tai.

The ghost phoenix slowly danced on this mountain, sprinkling this black spot all over the place he passed.

His patience was a little bit exhausted as Taishan below did not change.

Just as he was thinking about returning to Fengdu and returning to Meng Xiaoni's place, a breeze whirled up from below. The breeze was too weak, and if it hadn't had a strong fragrance of vegetation, Guifeng would never care.

After a wisp of breeze blew up, countless gusts of wind hit, and then, the Taishan below seemed to be revived, and it attacked the ghost and phoenix above with ultra-high frequency sound waves and wind.

Guifeng suddenly raised the height of his flight.

There was a faint contempt in his eyes.

In the current world, all existence has been crazily weakened. Even Mount Tai, where the souls returned to the place back then, is still so capable now, completely unconscious.

Guifeng saw through the offensive below.

Ghost Phoenix rotated half a circle in the air and fell straight down.

An unburnt phoenix fell straight onto Mount Tai.

At intervals, he only relied on his body to blast through the barriers.

The violent sound was only on the mountain now, and it never passed on.

From the outside, there is no sound, but from the inside, the loud noise has formed sound waves, distorting the air.

Until the Phoenix's crown touched the dirt by one centimeter. Guifeng stopped his whereabouts, fluttered his wings lightly, and turned his direction.

He became a human again and officially fell to the ground.

Taishan, who broke through all the barriers, revealed its inner core unsuspectingly.

A magnificent palace appeared in front of Guifeng, which was more than ten times larger than the ten palaces of the Hades.

All the lights in the palace were lit, but there was no sound inside.

Quiet to suffocation.

Guifeng silently stared at this palace and stepped inward without hesitation.

Fengdu of the world.

Meng Xiaoni suddenly felt something, turned her head in one direction, and was stunned.

"Little boss, add some soup."

Meng Xiaoni immediately returned to her senses, smiled at the guest, and then went to get the pot of soup.

In the underground palace, the fifth hall.

Yama King was not doing any work and looked at the magnified screen in front of him with no expression.

The largest window on the screen shows the scene of the world, and the ghost and phoenix are walking to the palace. The moment Guifeng stepped into the Taishan Palace, the entire window was instantly dark.

King Yama faced a black window without moving.

Various thoughts rolled in his eyes, and in the end he said nothing or did nothing. After a while, he silently switched the scene of the window in front of him. In the scene is a school.

It's late.

There is a class in the school who is studying in the evening.

Ten-year-old students are in their place, quietly doing exercises.

Suddenly, a bell rang.

The first student in each row immediately stopped writing and stood up.

One of the students said: "Stop writing and rewinding papers."

There was a wailing below.

It should be summer vacation in August, but these children are not so lucky now.

"The competition is so hard." A girl waited for the papers to be collected, and lay down on the table and complained.

Her tablemate whispered: "Where is it that is not bitter. You have a higher score than me, and you still say this kind of under-beating."

The girl stuck her tongue out.

At the door of the classroom, there is a teacher wearing a casual suit with his hair curled up, holding his hands on the railing of the corridor, and looking out.

The direction she was looking in happened to be the direction where Mount Tai was.

Such a long distance, in fact, with the naked eye of a mortal, nothing can be seen.

King Yama looked at the people in the picture, letting the camera gradually focus on the teacher's face.

The facial features are exquisite and small, with a pair of pelican eyes, long and beautiful.

Look up.

No, it should be said that the line of sight is unilateral.

What Yan Luo saw was this teacher, and what he saw were these eyes. What this teacher can see is the pure scenery outside the school.

"Teacher Qin, the papers are ready."

The teacher immediately turned around, smiled at the students, and stepped on his little leather shoes to walk into the class: "Ten minutes of rest and half an hour of self-study. Then I will post the papers and you will go back and see."

Forty minutes is enough for her to approve everyone's grades and log in to the computer.

The student answered.

The students in the classroom wailed again when they heard the results so fast.

King Yama watched people go busy, and switched scenes again.

This time, the scene is a hot pot restaurant in the world.

The Difu Hot Pot restaurant was extremely lively, Meng Xiaoni was so busy, she was still smiling happily.