Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

A glimmer of haze flashed across Qin Luo's face, and the temperament around him changed in vain.

He touched my head with trembling hands, and finally sighed.

"That is to say, this book spirit has become a fetus, and now it is also in Anzhi's stomach?"

Su Han hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"It's still a spiritual fetus, so I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

"If you dare to cause harm, then don't come. I would rather waste thousands of years than a servant with two hearts!"

After Qin Luo finished speaking, he took away the hand that had been on my stomach.

"An Zhi, Su Han and I have something to go out, how about you stay at home by yourself?" Qin Luo said, went straight to the wardrobe, and changed back into his red robe.

It was only then that I saw that the clothes on Su Han had also changed at some point. It was the same style of robe, and there was a mask on his face, but his was silver.

A king who is as cold as ice, and a peerless beauty who is so evil and charming.

"Xiao Anzhi, go to sleep. A Luo and I are responsible for everything." Su Han smiled and waved at me, wanting to say something, but was dragged away by Qin Luo domineeringly.

While walking, I still felt disgusted: "But I haven't seen you in 20 years, why are you so long-winded!"

The two of them flashed out directly through the window, leaving behind a barrier before leaving.

Because it was still early, I turned on the computer and searched for information on Shenmu Group on Baidu.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Dafu is still an inspirational figure. He was originally just a small vegetable farmer in the suburbs of Yanjing.

Somehow, he was taken by a construction boss. It took decades to transform from a small contractor to a leader in the construction industry.

Catch up with the good policy, and the net worth has been doubled several times. Among the young people I saw, only two were born to his wife in the countryside, and the rest were found outside after the money swelled.

It's just that these things don't seem to have any necessary connection with the cause of his death. Could it be that the problem is in his group?

I flipped through the start-up materials of Shenmu Group, and finally found a trace of regular things.

That is, all his real estate foundation laying ceremonies were held at night.

You must know that most people choose to do it in the morning. Firstly, it is in the morning at the beginning of the day, and building momentum in the morning is a good start.

On the other hand, the yang energy in the daytime was sufficient, and those ghosts would not dare to come out to make trouble easily.

Could it be that this problem arose during the foundation stone laying ceremony of this real estate?

I searched the housing prices of several communities, and they have been rising continuously, and the satisfaction of the owners is also at the top of the rankings, and there are no so-called supernatural events.

Thinking of this, I suddenly thought of the old ghost in my bag. Isn't it a good time to let the ghost go out to spy on the enemy?
Thinking about it, I took out the porcelain bottle my grandfather gave me, untied the red thread wrapped around it, and tapped it on the table a few times.

I saw a burst of white smoke floating above, Hu Youcai's big head wearing a melon skin hat just popped out, and then retracted with a whoosh!
"Master Hu, this is it."

I glanced around, and there was nothing weird, such an old ghost is so cowardly.

"My god! Miss An, where are you! There are formations everywhere! Even if you don't want me to help you, you don't have to be so cruel!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo god!"

Hu Laocai's sobbing sound came from the little white bottle.

That forehead drop god, directly made me dumbfounded, this is still a guy who can speak dialects.

"I didn't intend to kill you, this is my home."

"Your house?" Hu Youcai stopped crying, carefully turned his head out again, just glanced around, then went back with a whoosh.

This time it was more serious than the previous one. Not only did the whole body retract, but the lid was also closed.

Seeing that I was so entangled, he was not moved even when he took out the joss stick.

"Miss An Zhi, it's not that I won't go out, it's just that your family has been set up by an expert. Even if I don't do anything, within a minute, I will be wiped out."

Hu Laocai's muffled voice came from the bottle, and I checked my bedroom carefully again. It seemed that my morals were not good enough, and I couldn't find anything wrong.

"Okay, maybe my man made this before he left. How about it, can you hear me in the bottle? I have something I want you to help."

Facing the small bottle, I rambled on for a long time.

Fortunately, Hu Youcai responded to me from time to time, otherwise I would really suspect that I was talking to the air from time to time.

And the more we chatted, the more I realized that this old ghost actually had a lot of ink in his belly.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep while chatting.

It was the old ghost's tragic cry that woke me up.

Turning around, he saw Qin Luo holding the little white bottle, smiling very sinisterly.

"Miss An Zhi! Miss An! Help! If you don't wake up, I'm going to die!"

"You know him?" Qin Luo raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to me.

I don't know what he did outside again, but the temperament around him has strengthened a bit.

"Yes, this is given to me by my grandfather, the door spirit of our Gu family, so can you?"

"In that case."

Qin Luo suddenly put down the bottle and tapped it a few times.

Immediately afterwards, a lewd voice came from the bottle: "Ah, it's so cool. I can't do it!"

Qin Luo's face turned dark all of a sudden, he picked up the small white bottle with two fingers in disgust, and shook open the window with his hand.

That white vial, in the dark night, is like a bright night pearl, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air.

"Forehead"

I looked at him in confusion, is this helping Hu Youcai or destroying him?
"Don't worry, I gave him some benefits, so what he needs now is to find a place to digest it by himself."

"Not only will nothing happen, but it will be better for you in the future."

"Is that so?" I raised my head and met the man's star-like eyes.

Qin Luo chuckled, pressed me into his arms, and murmured in my ear: "You have worked so hard for your husband, shouldn't you show yourself well?"

"Do you want something?" I deliberately ignored the fire in his eyes, and I was about to step aside, but unexpectedly, he had already eaten me to death, and lifted my skirt off.

Only then did I realize that his little Qin Luo was already extremely hot, even a little hot to the touch.

Although I have experienced it many times, I still feel that unspeakable sense of shame every time.

"What? Did you do something wrong? Why didn't you dare to look at me?"

He was pressing on top of me, and his hands were moving dishonestly.

I wanted to struggle, but was thrown down again and again.

After a happy night, when he opened his eyes, he was no longer by his side.

My heart was suddenly empty for half a beat.

The door suddenly opened a gap, and I saw the figure staying in the living room.

Seeing me coming out, he said directly, "Woman, I don't want to drink milk today."

I froze for a moment, held up my toothbrush and stuck out my head.

In the living room, he has already put on his shirt and trousers, and is studying the NOTE7 I bought for him yesterday.

When I bought it, I still had "maliciousness" in my heart, saying that this is a legendary bomber, but I don't know if the bomb will spark when it meets Pluto?

"Well, is the rice porridge okay?"

He nodded and resumed his work.

It seemed that he didn't even have time to talk to me, but I just couldn't feel any irritation, as if this was his real state.

Compared with Su Han and Gongsun Yan, Qin Luo's words can be said to be pitifully few.

He basically wouldn't speak unless something happened.

Even if you open your mouth, it depends on your mood.

A breakfast was finished in such a strange atmosphere.

I was about to clean up the dishes, but he suddenly put down the phone in his hand, got up and walked towards me.

He hugged me with two hands, stayed for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "I'm going to find a job today, you are on the night shift tonight, right? Take that old ghost with you, no one will hurt you."

With a cold palm, the little white bottle containing Hu Youcai was lying quietly in my hand.

When I returned home, Qin Luo had already turned around and left.

With his departure, the temperature in the room has increased a lot, but my heart has also become a lot colder.

Because today is the evening shift, I have a whole day of free time.

Qin Luo is not here, and I have no interest in cooking.

I watched a TV series at home all morning, and took the old ghost out at noon when the sun was shining.

Just not far from my home, there is a community built by Shenmu Group.

Fortunately, the age is relatively early, and no certificate is required.

I walked in straight away. The greening of the community is very good, and willow trees can be seen everywhere.

Looking at the year, the youngest one is probably more than 20 years old.

There is also an artificial lake in the center of the community. Everyone has gone back to eat now. There are only a few people and puppies on the grass by the lake.

I found a shady place and quietly took out the bottle.

The old ghost's color has changed from blue to black, and his clothes are completely new.

It was no longer that wretched melon hat scholar running, but a black suit with an extra chain around his waist.

The eyes are still small, but they are a little more majestic.

As soon as he came out, he bowed directly to me.

"Thank you for the kindness of the reincarnation of Pluto, Xiaochai will do his best to protect your safety."

"Wait, what did you just call me? Queen Pluto?"

Although the wedding dress and ring are already here with me, for some reason, I always feel that my marriage will not be so smooth.

At this moment, after hearing the old ghost calling me Pluto, is it possible to think in a disguised form that my identity can be recognized in the ghost world.

"Queen of Pluto? You are wearing a ring that can only be worn by the queen of Pluto, and you are the woman of Lord Pluto. What is it if you are not the queen of Pluto?"

"Thanks to you, Ya Anzhi, I am no longer an ordinary ghost, but a ghost."

"Do you know what a ghost is? It is a ghost who can control those wandering souls and specifically restrain their existence."

"Most importantly, I don't have to worry about needing reincarnation anymore."

Hu Laocai was very excited, talking happily there.

But I was guilty, but I didn't know where I went. It turned out that Qin Luo didn't admit it himself, it was just his own conjecture.

Am I being too hasty?
However, Hu Youcai seems to be all excited about the fact that he has just been qualified as a ghost messenger. How can I tell him that Qin Luo, the Hades king he admires so much, is actually a polished commander now?

How should I tell him, it's not because he doesn't need to reincarnate, but because the ghost path is now sealed, unless there is a Pluto seal, all ghosts above the level of ghosts can't get down?