"What am I crazy? Why are you crazy again?" Meng Qi's mouth curled up slightly, but deliberately showed a confused expression.

Su Jin was a little angry inexplicably and waved his hand with Yang Juan: "This is Yang Juan, the magic weapon for the Meng Po clan to settle down! It is the magic weapon that Meng Po can establish himself in the underworld! It is the lifeblood of you two mothers! You just threw it to me without any warning? An outsider who has only been here for a year or two?"

"Are you an outsider?" Meng Qiyouyou asked.

Su Jin was so angry: "I am not an outsider or an insider!"

"I think you just want to be lazy." Meng Qi said.

Su Jin was speechless.

What exactly did this girl think? Is it a test or something else? It can't be careless, right?

"Why am I lazy?" Su Jin threw Yang Juan to her again and said, "But I think this thing is hot. Holding your mother and mother's lives and future is a burden that I can't bear."

Meng Qi took the bamboo slips, a disappointment flashed in his expression, and he chuckled and said, "Su Jin."

"What to do?"

"Your character has collapsed."

Su Jin: "..."

This sounds very familiar.

"What's wrong with me? My character collapsed." After a long time, Su Jin said with a lot of laughter and cry.

"With your lazy and unrestrained personality, you don't want to send a treasure to you. Isn't the character a broken character?" After hearing Su Jin say this every few days, Meng Qi can gradually understand the meaning of this trendy vocabulary.

Su Jin pursed his lips and said, "I think you may have some misunderstandings about me! You see me going out all day long, and that is grinding myself in the 800-mile old spring. You have seen sleeping until the sun is noon every day, and that is I regaining my energy. You see, I often make you angry, because I am afraid that you will be bored. Can you understand if I say that? I am definitely not what you imagined."

If it hadn't been with him for nearly two years and looking at his serious and sincere look, Meng Qi might have believed his evil.

"Sanqi!" Fenglian looked at him in a flash, and Meng Qi called out.

"Ah my mother."

Meng Qi handed Yang Juan to her and said, "You come and check the life of Youhun for him, and then let him decide what to do. If there is any wrong judgment, I will deal with him again."

"Yes, my mother." Sanqi said crisply.

Su Jin: "..."

Meng Qi looked at Su Jin's frustrated look and felt happy for no reason. He came to a corner of the lobby. He sat on a chair freely, comfortably, lazy and charmingly, calling a little ghost at will, and transporting bunches of grapes from somewhere.

Su Jin's eyes twitched: "Meng Qi, you're too much!"

Meng Qi turned a deaf ear to this, and rolled up a pot of fine wine between his sleeves and pondered it alone.

This girl... Su Jin tried hard to suppress the nameless fire in her heart. If he hadn't been able to beat her, she would definitely let her know what peach blossoms mean.

"Who will be next?" Su Jin sat behind the judge table with a stinky face.

"It's time for me, it's time for me. Sir, although I have done some wrong things in my life, I'm not a bad person or a ghost." An official wearing a black hat turned his eyes and stepped forward and said.

Su Jin said: "Stop talking nonsense, Sanqi, check what bad things he has done in his life."

"Oh." Sanqi nodded and opened the Yang scroll to the official ghost. A beam of light flew out of the bamboo slips and connected to the ghost's chest. Rows of characters that were rippling like flowing water suddenly appeared in the center of the Yang scroll.

"Bullying good women, occupying sister-in-law and sister-in-law, serving as an official for seven years, forcing twenty-seven people from six households to death. That's what you said, will you lose your grand fortune?" Su Jin asked.

"It's just lustful. Who is the man in the world is not lustful? It's just that I show it, and some people don't show it. I don't know how to deal with the enemy and treason, and I don't know how to burn, kill, loot, and say something big, is there any mistake?" said the official ghost seriously.

"It's nothing to be lustful, but you shouldn't be strong, let alone kill people." Su Jin took himself into the role of judge and whispered: "Where is Qi Yang?"

"Sir!" Qi Lian, who was covered in a rash aura, walked out of the backyard and bowed to worship.

"You took this guy to the back and castrate him, and then found someone to send him to the Hall of Yama." Speaking of this, Su Jin suddenly realized something, looked up at Meng Qi and said, "By the way, the judge's life should be the judge's job? Why do you, Meng Po, do this?"

"There are three sects in the underworld to judge. Meng Po is the first sect. Those who are guilty are convicted, and those who are extremely guilty can be killed and swallowed directly. There is no need to put them in the underworld to cause burdens to others. Only those good ghosts, or those who are not guilty will be submitted to the judge's hall by Meng Pozhuang. The judge will conduct the second trial. After the second trial, the pressure will be taken to the Hall of Yama and handed over to the Hall of Yama for the third trial, which is the final trial."

Su Jin said: "Doesn't this mean that there are not many ghosts handed over to the Hall of Yama Palace?"

"Of course, otherwise, Yan Luoguang will judge the prisoner, so how can he have the energy to do other things?" Meng Qi said.

While the two were talking, Qi Yang had already pulled the official ghost into the backyard. The ghosts in the lobby listened to the sneering howls from the backyard, and immediately clamped their legs uncontrollably, without any wind.

"Next." Su Jin said.

The ghosts looked at each other for a long time, then they pushed me and I pushed you, and they made each other humble with a friendly attitude.

"What do you want to give me? Just stick your head out and slash your head out, just you." Su Jin slapped the table suddenly and pointed at an old woman.

Meng Qi watched carefully for a while and found that although Su Jin was unreliable most of the time, he was serious and attentive enough to hold a standard when he was judging his sins. Although some judgments had their own likes and dislikes, there was no one who was deviant.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and showed a smile. Meng Qi looked at the trial in the lobby and drank, but for a moment he was slightly drunk.

Three hours later, Su Jin finally finished judging all the ghosts, rubbed the pain in his eyebrows, subconsciously turned his eyes to the corner, but was surprised to see Meng Qi's mother drunk on the table, with three thousand black hairs as waterfalls, covering her gorgeous face, and her whole body exuded a special charming smell.

"Does this woman really treat me as her confidant, or is wearing a mask and pretending to be drunk and trust?" Su Jin really couldn't understand Meng Qi anymore, and she even had a scrutiny attitude towards her unreserved trust.

"My mother, mother..." Sanqi ran to Meng Qi and gently stepped back on Meng Qi's shoulder without any response.

"Take her back to your room to rest." Su Jin said: "Please pack up the Yang scrolls, no one is allowed to give them except your mother!"

Sanqi nodded and responded. Although she was small and powerful, she easily helped Meng Qi back to the yard.
Chapter completed!