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"My lord! My lord?" An eleven or twelve-year-old kid called anxiously.

The little white-faced ghost, Minming, was holding the spoon in a daze, but was so frightened by the call that he couldn't hold the spoon steady, and the scalding Meng Po soup splashed all over the little ghost in the front.Apparently seeing this scene too much, the kid was not annoyed, and after sighing helplessly with a wooden face, he took the bowl and consciously picked up a spoon to fill himself a bowl, and then naturally, he left without giving money.

"My lord, what's the matter with you? What's on your mind again?" The kid who called him frowned, rubbed his nose childishly, and sighed silently as he glanced at the team in front of the booth that was as short as a rabbit's tail.

It's been open for a long time today, and instead of earning money, I lost a lot. I don't know what happened to my lord today?Absently.The kid tugged at the corner of his clothes, took a few more glances at the white-faced kid who was still in a daze, and turned around consciously, walking towards his exclusive little bench.

The white-faced kid was stunned for a while, and shook his head with a dry smile. He didn't know what was wrong with him, why he suddenly remembered his twin brother, and why he suddenly remembered that after the two brothers drowned, they rescued their predecessor Pluto ——Yan Danqing.

"You stay here and watch, I'm going to visit the Hades Palace." Saying that, the white-faced little ghost Mingming has already left the stall, and walked quickly to the Hades Palace.The kid behind him responded, and silently put down the small stool he was carrying in front of the soup pot, and stood on it with his sleeves rolled up to make a big show of it.

"Xianxian, it's you here again! Where's your lord?" The messengers passing by the Naihe Bridge all greeted him, but only when the white-faced little ghost was gone, they would rest here for a while to tease him. Make fun of this funny teenager.

The boy who was called Xianxian pursed his mouth, smoothed his fine hair with his elbows, and said dissatisfiedly: "My name is Chengxian, and Xianxian is a girl's name. Don't make fun of me with my name in the future. Otherwise, When my lord comes back, I will tell him that you are bullying me. Hmph!"

Cheng Xian snorted coldly and turned his face away, his childish action made the others laugh uncontrollably.They didn't stay too long, and after putting down the gadgets they brought to Chengxian, the messengers bid farewell to them and continued to work.

Although they liked this child of unknown origin very much, many of them were a little pitiful.

Because in the underworld, widows are not allowed to exist.

However, Chengxian is an exception.

In the underworld, everyone knows that Cheng is the surname of Wang, and the name Cheng Qing is the symbol of the king of the underworld.

However, Chengxian is an exception.He does not belong to the royal family, but he belongs to the king, because his name was taken by Yan Danqing, the former king of the underworld, which is why he appeared at the intersection of Huangquan, and why he did not die of old age after entering the underworld.

All the little ghosts, underworld servants, and underworld officials in the underworld knew about this, but no one said much, not even a word in private.The underworld has been stable so far, and they have more or less noticed it, and they have also heard many rumors from hell.

They owed too much to the former Pluto and misunderstood him too much. For this mortal child he picked up, they could only love and give him what they owed to Yan Danqing.

Chengxian, because of his surname Wang, was supposed to be raised by the current Pluto, but Po Meng couldn't bear to let him be by her side, because of his surname, or because he was picked up by Yan Danqing.

The white-faced little ghost had been serving Yan Danqing before, but after picking up the city fiber, Meng Po didn't accept it, so he naturally took up the burden.He likes this child because he feels that this child's eyes are the same as his Highness's; or because this child reminds him of his almost forgotten twin brother.

Compared with the rampant young Pluto Chengqing back then, the underworld officials are still very polite to this mortal child, and from time to time bring back some food and play with him from the human world, just to tease him and add some color to the boring life .

Chengxian knows about his life experience. Although he has never met the former Pluto, he has heard many "great" stories about him from the mouths of various underworld officials and underworld officials, and from the proprietress of the teahouse next door. Gradually, he didn't want to see the man who picked him up and probably saved his life.

Thinking of the messy things in his mind, Chengxian sighed, and just like the white-faced kid often did, he put down his sleeves and started to close the stall.This is the secret that the white-faced kid taught him since he could remember. When he is upset, he closes the stall.

After collecting the stall, Chengxian stood at the intersection and looked in the direction of the Hades Hall for a while. After confirming that his lord would not be coming back for a while, he quietly slipped into the teahouse next door.

Although the current Pluto, Meng Po, warned him severely after that incident, not to come here again, and not to believe the exaggerated stories of the proprietress, but he still couldn't help coming.One is that he really wants to hear the interesting but slightly exaggerated stories told by the proprietress; the other is that only here can he meet the incumbent judge whom he has admired for a long time.

Carefully slipping up to the second floor of the teahouse, Chengxian saw the smooth golden mask on the table not far away, and the current judge sitting with his back to him, staring at the gray sky outside the railing in a daze.

Like other little ghosts, he found a seat far away and sat down, lowered his head, glanced at it from time to time, his little face was slightly red.

Chengxian sipped his tea and looked at the judge's back, strangely, a figure in white would always appear in front of his eyes.A few years ago, when he was ignorant, he would go to ask the current Pluto, Meng Po, and the white-faced little ghost, but now he can't. After many euphemistic warnings from them, he seems to understand a little bit. The figure in white that appeared in his mind was probably Yan Danqing, the former Pluto who saved his life.

But why, only when he saw Mr. Judge, did that figure in white appear in his mind?

What kind of person was the former Pluto?Is he the cutest but steady person as the lady boss said, or the gentle but funny person like the white-faced kid?Or is it a stubborn dumb dog like the rumors in the market?Chengxian couldn't imagine that he didn't like every Pluto they described, cute but steady, gentle and funny, stubborn but a dumb dog...

He really couldn't imagine that in his little head that was not yet fully developed, just outlining a figure in white had already consumed too much of his mind.Recently, I have been very sleepy. I don’t know if it’s the reason why I grew up in the underworld as a mortal, or it’s because I’m growing my body but I don’t have enough nutrition. He doesn’t want to think about it anymore. In a daze, he seemed to see that figure in white again, more clearly, dragging his seriously injured body covered in blood, smiling towards him, walking towards him, carefully hugging him, and touching his forehead with cold fingertips... …

forehead...

Chengxian woke up suddenly, he touched his forehead which still had a cold touch, and cried for some reason.The white-faced kid was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly wiped his tears for him, coaxing him softly, but the more he coaxed him, the more he cried. Granny Meng helplessly shook her head and turned her back.

When they saw the judge holding Chengxian in the Hades Hall, their first reaction was to think of the former Hades. At the beginning, the former Hades was carried into the Hades Hall in a coma more than once, and more than once, he was unconscious for several days.

Fortunately, Chengxian woke up soon, but after waking up, he touched his forehead and kept crying, asking him, but couldn't say anything, just pointed to his forehead, and kept saying fingers, cold...

It wasn't until Chengxian sobbed and fell asleep again after crying that the Hades Hall regained its previous calm.

Granny Meng stared blankly at the little person on the bed. Seeing the child cry, she couldn't help but remind him of Yan Danqing, but this child looked nothing like him, even though the white-faced kid said his eyes were the same as His Highness's. Similar, he still felt that no matter where they were, Cheng Xian and Yan Danqing were two different people.

Two very different people.