Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Yeyou Shen also took a sesame cake from his arms and ate it. The two squatted in front of the door of Liao Yang Temple, without saying a word, they were so worried that they ate early.

A moment later, the haunted car of King Yen approached.

Sheng Jiayan, dressed in a black robe with a black collar, came down from the car and was steadily walking towards Liao Yangdian, followed by black and white impermanence and the three judges.

"Here..." The Japanese God of Travel stood up ‘poo’, and stared at the front like an enemy. A touch of sauce in the mouth could not be wiped off in the future, and the night wandering **** couldn't help but hold his breath.

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters, the two meditation in their hearts.

The chaotic noises of cars, horses, and dragons all disappeared, and there seemed to be only the ghost and Sheng Jiayan in the world. At this time, the night wandering **** felt that the day wandering **** beside him moved!

Looking at his figure rushing towards His Majesty King Yan, the night tour **** shook his head and sighed with emotion.

On the ability of dog legs, he still has to learn more from the Japanese gods.

"Your Majesty~~~~~"

The Yoshinori fluttered past with a tremor, and Sheng Jiayan's footsteps did not stop. Yu Guang swept the Yoshinori and continued straight on.

Seeing Sheng Jiayan ignoring herself, the Japanese Journey shouted angrily: "Your Majesty, Sister Meng can't come up to the court today!"

After he finished speaking, he saw Sheng Jiayan standing in front of him. Su Yu, he turned around and asked lightly: "Sleep late?"

"Isn't it!" The God of the Sun ran to Sheng Jiayan: "Sister Meng is afraid of His Majesty, let us tell His Majesty early."

"Okay," Sheng Jiayan said softly, "I know."

He stepped up and suddenly thought of something: "She is still on a hunger strike?"

The night tour **** foolishly replied: "Sister Meng almost ate the bark in the yard last night."

Sheng Jiayan raised her eyebrows: "If you can persuade her to eat some food, I will give you a month off next year."

Such conditions are too tempting for the two to come! You have to know that the two of them are white and dark, and they are open all year round! Not only that, but also looking at Meng Po stalls in their spare time. Among them, who can find out the bitterness and bitterness!

If you can take a month off, that day must be very comfortable.

So the day and night wandering glanced at each other, and then threw a sound guarantee: "The humble office must not lose the weight of your majesty!"

Sheng Jiayan gave a light-clouded look and turned to leave.

Day and night wandering, I suddenly remembered that I was here to work for Sister Meng. How can you betray Meng Meng because of a little bit of profit? ?

The two couldn't just let Sheng Jiayan go. The God of the Night and God of the Night exchanged glances with each other, and then rushed to the left and right to grab Sheng Jiayan's sleeve.

Sheng Jiayan raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Day and night wandering saw black and white impermanent hands placed on the saber, trembling at once, and still not afraid to endure fear. Shinto Shinto: "Your Majesty, we only saw dust on your clothes, we will pat you!"

At the same time, he didn't wait for Sheng Jiayan's reaction. The storm shot like a violent storm, and the night wandering **** on the side also learned something and put his hand on Sheng Jiayan.

Hair hair hair! The two men are highly concentrated.

Finally, the Japanese God of Life pulled a very thin black hair from the side of Sheng Jiayan's belt. The urgency of the situation did not allow him to think about it, and he quickly drew a glance at night. Turning around, the wandering **** looked at Shang Shengjiayan with a deep glance, and a layer of hair flakes exploded behind his back: "Shoot...... The shot is clean, your majesty you are busy, let's go back to Sister Meng."

Only, he drove away while pulling the night-moving **** still violently beating.

Black and white impermanently looked at the figure of the two of them away, and couldn't help but sigh in the heart at the same time, how important it is to have a normal master. Otherwise, the effect will be higher, what kind of master and what kind of people.

Sheng Jiayan pulled the flat collar and turned into Liao Yangdian, starting the early dynasty of Difuyi.

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"Sister Meng! Sister Meng!" The two shouted excitedly from the door all the way to the courtyard.

Meng Wanqi looked up and watched the two men happy to a frantic look, a little surprised in their hearts.

This time she commanded to go on a day to wander the gods, they actually completed ahead of time, it was really the sun hitting the west side for the first time! Undoubtedly there was him, Meng Eqi quickly instructed the Journey to take her hair out and put it gently in front of the grub.

In the Mingshu, mulberry leaves can be used to feed the worms on weekdays, but I don't want to have this one night. The worms have become fat and the weight gain is too fast. Gu Gu twisted his white fat body and slowly moved to the hair. Seven pairs of eyes stared straight at it, and the atmosphere did not dare to show it. I saw that it sniffed first, and looked at it with its tentacles. It seems to be testing whether the food in front of you can eat.

Looking at the strand of hair in front of the fat worm, Meng Yuqi wondered: "How can your majesty's hair be so short?"

The Japanese God of Worship wiped his face and began to call Qu: "Sister, this is not my invitation! Sister also knows what kind of character your majesty is, but that is a strange man who can't get close to four or five strong men! Want to take root in him What is the difference between pulling hair from a tiger's buttocks?! This is a difficult task that combines intelligence and courage! The humiliation can survive today and complete the task gloriously. In addition to the cleverness and wisdom of life, it also depends on your Full of blood and faithful loyal sister!"

His so fervent speech made the tears of the night wandering nodded. Both of them showed expressions for the rest of their lives, and Meng Egeng waved his hand: "Okay, don’t shout. The two of you are doing well this time. When I ask your majesty to give you a month’s leave next year, you two Go around."

A joy in the heart of God, day and night, Your Majesty gives you a month, and your sister gives you another month, which adds up to a full two-month holiday!

Meng 萋 turned to look at the bug, nervously said: "Why doesn't it eat?"

Meng Jiang looked at it: "Maybe it's too much? Only then did it eat a full basket of mulberry leaves!"

General Xuehe now carried another basket of mulberry leaves into the door: "This basket will be gone after eating! I just went to Chang Siye to pick the mulberry leaves, and he was about to bald his tree!"

Several people stared nervously at the bug for a long while, rubbing it halfway, and the grub finally ate the hair slowly.

"Eat and eat!" Meng Haqi said in surprise.

She picked up the Mingshu: "Let me see what we should do next!" She looked down, her brows twisted together instantly, her face pale.

Everyone couldn't help worrying: "What's wrong with my sister?"

Meng Wanqi closed his eyes slightly, and then determinedly opened his eyes, and handed the box containing the Gu Gu to General Xuehe: "Take it to Zhong Kui and let him cook for me!" At the end, he added: "Do It’s delicious, it’s best not to taste it. This is a bug."

Meng Jiang was shocked: "Taste? Sister, would you like to eat it?!"

Only, she yelled: "Poor bug..."

Meng Xuqi glanced angrily: "I am pitiful, okay! I haven't eaten anything for Sheng Jiayan?! Well, success comes at a price, go and cook for me!"

Everyone quickly took the box out of the door and went straight to Huangquan Restaurant.

Holding a long spoon in his hand, Zhong Kui listened to Meng Eqi's request in the extremely pyrotechnic kitchen, and couldn't help but spit out the ghost bone in his mouth: "Meng Po Zhai always has these weird requirements!"

Chenghuanggong, as the most eloquent leader, stood up and said: "Sister Zhong Zhong is hard, our sister Meng's request is a little difficult, and it's impossible to taste it as a worm, it is best to let her Forget this is the insect dish."

He narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhong Kui, and said with a smile: "If Brother Zhong feels embarrassed, then we won't bother, and we can think of another way to go back."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Kui took the spoon and knocked on the pot: "Just kidding, this is also called embarrassment?! With this bug, don't make a dish, I can make 18 tricks! Today, a guy will let you see what is called 'Hell Chef God'! While standing, I can ignore the eyebrows for a while."

When things were done, the lantern was on the outside.

"Sister, Zhong Kui has fried the bugs crispy and crispy, ensuring that there will be no other taste! Not only that, you see, he is also carving carrots around the plate with flowers, even color matching, which makes the index finger move "Yes!" The Japanese traveled with a heart and handed the plate to Meng Eqi.

Meng Haoqi glanced, and the bug really turned into a dark mass, and could not see anything.

She swallowed hard.

In my heart, I confessed clearly that the black and white words on Na Ming's book were clearly written. The Gu Gu must eat this bug that has fed other people's blood in order to successfully activate the spell.

Hey, the so-called surrender to the people of Sri Lanka must be painstaking and make them eat bugs...

Meng Eqi finally pinched his nose and swallowed the insects quickly, without chewing.

Everyone stared intently at Meng Eqi. She ate for a long time, and there was no movement.

"Damn old Yin, I'm afraid I used fakes to fool me!"

Meng's roar threw the bird that perched on the roof down in surprise.

Everyone is so lucky that Meng Eqiu persuaded him to trouble Old Man Yin after the ghost festival. After all, tomorrow is the ghost festival, and now it’s not nice to have a big face.

The next day, the local government had a lively atmosphere since the early morning.

The color is clear, and orange ghost fire has already hung on Shili Street. Standing at the highest point of the Liaoyang Temple and looking down, the entire prefecture seemed to be shrouded in the light of fire, and the fire and the fire were intertwined with light and dark, adding a bit of fireworks that was unprecedented in the past.

The place where Sheng Jiayan feasted on ghosts and gods was in the rear hall of Yan Luo, where the space was bright and bright enough to hold guests from afar.

He stood in front of the window and watched the group of meng Mengqi walk to the halo of Yan Luo with a smile. He couldn't help looking back and asked the judge behind him: "Why didn't Meng come with them?"

The judge said: "In the morning, Goddess Meng Meng has sent someone to feel unwell, and the dinner may be late."

Sheng Jiayan frowned lightly, silent for a long while, and finally he said: "Let's go and see Amun first."