Nan Li touched her head again, "It's a small matter, you're welcome."

This little Meng Po is really cute.

She then asked the thin elder: "Do you know who that helper is? What did he steal?"

The thin elder escaped, but he was frightened and did not dare to be disrespectful. He shook his head hurriedly: "That man used magic to cover his face. Even our island master cannot see his face clearly."

"It seems... some kind of ancient Hunyuan lotus seeds. These lotus seeds are incredible. They were left over from the former immortal world. After the island owner got them, he was reluctant to use them. Oh! There were ten of them, and they were all snatched away by the thief!

"

However, even if he was not snatched away, the island owner would not use one for him...

Nan Li was overjoyed when she heard this.

Ancient Hunyuan lotus seeds!

I actually got it!

She hurriedly said: "Then I have to go back first."

Since that man helped Xuan Yinyue snatch the lotus seeds, he would definitely find a way to deliver the lotus seeds. She had to go back and wait.

Qiu Hai's reaction was huge, and he looked at Nan Li eagerly: "It's so fast, can't Master Ancestor stay a little longer?"

He has been able to accurately open the Gate of the Underworld, and he wants to show it to Nan Li.

Po Meng rolled her eyes at him: "My ancestors have important matters, so don't be ignorant and delay them here."

She is very well-behaved and sensible.

Tea!

Too tea!

Qiu Hai stared at Po Meng, wishing that he would have a fight with her immediately and tear her Green Tea's face apart.

"But Qiu Hai can make them write about the fairy world and Penglai Island?" Nan Li asked suddenly.

Since the monks on Penglai Island have become ghosts, she naturally wants to make good use of them.

Know yourself and the enemy and you will be victorious in every battle.

The two elders had roughly guessed that the mortal in front of them knew Xuan Yinyue and must have a grudge against Penglai Island.

They said: "You want to use this to deal with Penglai Island? Don't even think about it! We will never give in!"

When Po Meng heard this, she took out the iron rod again.

But Qiu Hai took action faster than her.

A ghost whip condensed on his fingertips, and he swung it down hard, causing the two ghosts to scream in pain.

Qiu Hai was also very smart. He only caused them pain and did not weaken their souls.

After only a few lashes, the two elders couldn't bear it anymore: "Write! We've written it all!"

Nan Li felt relieved and said, "That's up to you."

After saying that, she immediately left the underworld.

Po Meng still recalled Nan Li's hug and smile, and felt happy.

Seeing that Qiu Hai was about to escort them in, she also wanted to follow: "My ancestors said, leave it to us, not to you alone! You can't take all the credit!"

Qiu Hai turned back: "You still have to make soup and serve soup to the ghosts who have crossed the bridge and been reincarnated. You are very busy, how can I trouble you?"

Po Meng paused, her face bulging, and she suddenly felt very angry.

After being on strike for a while, the ghost could no longer be seen.

Qiu Hai raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly: "Meng Po, in your position, to find your position, to assume your responsibilities, and to do your job, you have to do your job well."

Po Meng will not sit still and wait for death.

She turned around and glanced around, her eyes narrowed, and she immediately dragged two ghosts over: "You two, help me make soup and serve it!"

Gui Cha shivered and looked at Qiu Hai.

Qiu Hai said: "Little Mrs. Meng, how could you let a little brat do such a big thing? If the God of Hades knew that you didn't do it yourself, he would definitely blame you."

Po Meng raised her little face and said, "You can let the judge do your work, why can't I ask the ghost to help? I look young, but I have lived longer than you, don't think that I don't understand anything.

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Besides, her job is much easier.

After she finished speaking, she dragged the two ghosts across the bridge and taught them how to do things.

"From now on, you will be my servants, Mrs. Meng!" said Mrs. Meng, "Do a good job! When the time comes, I will let Qiu Hai slut give you a promotion."

After taking the chicken blood, she immediately went to the Palace of Hell.

The elders and disciples had pens, ink, paper and inkstones placed in front of them, ready to write down what they knew.

Qiu Hai looked displeased: "I told you that you don't need to join in the fun. Is it possible that I can't handle such a trivial matter?"

Po Meng was too lazy to care about him and patrolled the hall with a big iron rod on her shoulders.

Originally, the elders and disciples wanted to write down half truths and half lies, but every time Meng Po walked around, she said one sentence:

"Don't try to fool yourself by writing fake ones. When you finish writing, I will check and compare them one by one."

"Even if you can write it together, when our ancestors go to the fairy world and Penglai Island, they will know whether what you write is true or false."

"They are all signed and signed. Even if you are hiding in the world and refuse to come back, I will have the ghosts dig deep into the ground to bring you back."

"..."

The more he spoke, the more vicious he became.

Their bodies trembled when they heard it. They had no intention of protecting Penglai Island at all. What they wrote was all true and they did not dare to lie or hide anything.

Grandma Meng was very satisfied when she saw that she had successfully frightened her.

She moved to Qiu Hai and said through the message: "Then it's up to you to make statistics and copy them into a book."

Qiu Hai was so happy at this time, "I almost forgot that you were still a five-year-old child when you died. You have been a ghost for thousands of years and you only know how to harm people and you are not literate at all."

Po Meng raised her head and stared at Qiu Hai: "Do you want to fight?"

Qiu Hai took a step back and said, "As soon as we fight, the underworld will be in chaos again. If the ancestor is not here, we will keep an eye on her territory. Don't worry, I will sort out the information that the ancestor wants."

In the past, when the fairy world was not closed, he knew the fairy world fairly well.

But once a barrier was set up in the immortal world, the gate to the underworld could not be opened, and the things he knew became less and less.

After all, the information from thousands of years ago is already outdated.

Po Meng snorted, "I hope you are reliable."

She clenched her little fists. She also had to take the time to learn to read, but she couldn't be outdone by Qiu Hai!

——

Nan Li left the underworld.

She is still watching Xuan Yue.

She has stayed here for six days.

Zhixi came back two days ago. When he learned that Qingxu's body and soul were dead, he cried so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

"It's all my fault..." he said, "I brought the people down the mountain that day, and I was about to use the teleportation talisman to find my senior sister, but I accidentally stepped on a stone and fell to the ground and fainted for several days..."

If he didn't fall.

If he could ask Nan Li for help in time.

if……

Nan Li wiped the tears from his face, "Don't blame yourself, everything is destiny."

Zhixi was in a daze, vaguely remembering that his master had said similar words to him that day.

The master already knew his fate, but he was still fearless and guarded this place for the sake of the people.

Despite this, Zhixi still adjusted for two days before her mood calmed down.

The most important thing right now is the rebirth of Tomomi and others.

Seeing Nan Li coming back, Zhixi hurriedly went up to him and asked, "Senior sister, what's the matter? Have you found any news in the underworld?"

Nan Li nodded and said, "Yes, let's wait a little longer."

The night fills the air.

The cold wind remains.
Chapter completed!