Chapter Seventy-Seven, Hell in the Day
Inside the exquisite carriage, Jin Yang snuggled up to the queen and said expectantly: "Queen Mother, can we still come to play with the imperial uncle?"
The queen smiled: "Jinyang, do you like him very much?"
Jin Yang nodded a little excitedly and said: "Yes, Uncle Huang is very interesting! He can make good food and tell interesting stories." ”
The queen smiled: "As long as Jinyang likes it, the queen mother will bring you here." ”
Jin Yang squinted his eyes and smiled: "The queen mother is so good. ”
Zhang Mingxuan stretched his waist, took out the donkey, and walked towards the bookstore, I don't know what the situation is now?
Zhang Mingxuan walked into the bookstore and glanced at the mansion next to him with a weak heart, it should be fine in broad daylight!
Zhang Jun, who was reading a book in the bookstore, looked up when he heard footsteps and said with a smile: "Why do you, the big boss, have time to come?"
Zhang Mingxuan smiled weakly, he didn't plan to come over, but he was still not very relieved. Walking around the bookshelves, he pretended to be casual and asked, "Nothing happened today, did you?"
Zhang Jun smiled: "Of course not, there are no customers, and the place you chose is too remote!"
Zhang Mingxuan let out a sigh and said, "It's good if you don't have it." ”
Zhang Jun looked at Zhang Mingxuan strangely, is it okay to have no customers?
Zhang Jun pointed to the manor next to him and asked strangely, "Whose house is this?" I haven't seen anyone come out today, it's really strange." ”
Zhang Mingxuan said with a weak heart: "This should probably be mine! ”
Zhang Jun looked at Zhang Mingxuan in surprise and said, "This is also the boss!"
Zhang Mingxuan nodded, and Zhang Jun said happily: "Can I go and have a look?" Don't hide it from the boss, every time I walk in front of this kind of mansion compound, I am very curious, how luxurious and beautiful it is, I can finally see it today. As he spoke, he walked briskly outside.
"Hey, hey, can't go in!" Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly chased after him.
Zhang Jun said dissatisfiedly: "You're too stingy, aren't you! ”
Zhang Mingxuan walked beside him, really didn't know how to refuse, and said in a hurry: "I didn't bring the key." ”
Zhang Jun stretched out his hand and pushed, the door opened, and said with a smile: "Isn't this not closed?"
Then he walked down the aisle as he spoke: "I didn't say you, the door still has to be locked, and it won't be good if there is a thief." ”
Zhang Mingxuan didn't notice what he was talking about at all, his attention was highly concentrated, and he was vigilant about the wind and grass.
Zhang Jun looked at the big banyan tree and said, "Why is Brother Zhang planting a banyan tree in the yard? There are too many fallen leaves and they are not ornamental, so I think it is better to cut them down." The banyan tree suddenly made a rustling sound of its leaves.
Zhang Mingxuan smiled awkwardly: "I like it a lot." ”
Zhang Jun looked at the collapsed houses and the big pit on the ground in the distance, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Zhang, what's going on?"
Zhang Mingxuan was also speechless for a while, how to explain this! He could only say embarrassedly: "This is how it was when I bought it, and I haven't had time to repair it yet." ”
Zhang Jun sighed with emotion: "Brother Zhang is also a rich man!"
Zhang Mingxuan had no choice but to say: "It's so-so!"
The two of them walked around and walked into the hall and sat down for a while. It was noticeably cooler than the hot hall outside, and it was very clean.
Zhang Jun praised: "This house is also really good, and it doesn't feel hot in summer." ”
Zhang Mingxuan barely pulled out a smile, Zhang Jun felt the shade, Zhang Mingxuan felt the cold, and always felt that the wind was gusting in the room.
Zhang Mingxuan opened his mouth and was about to persuade Zhang Jun to leave quickly, when two women dressed as maids walked in with two cups of tea, put them in front of Zhang Mingxuan and Zhang Jun respectively, and blessed Zhang Mingxuan and said, "Young master, please use tea!"
Listening to this crisp voice, Zhang Mingxuan subconsciously shivered and nodded blankly.
The two maids obediently retreated.
Zhang Jun joked: "Don't look at it, everyone is gone." "No wonder you didn't let me in, it turned out to be Jinwu Zangjiao! Brother Zhang, you have also learned badly, but I have to say that your vision is really good, but it is really beautiful!"
Zhang Mingxuan came back to his senses and rolled his eyes, I can't hide it.
Seeing Zhang Jun serving tea to his mouth, the plot of the earth's horror story immediately appeared in his mind, the food given by the ghost was human flesh and bones, and the tea given was filthy and bloody. Hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted, "Slow!"
Zhang Jun took a sip of tea and swallowed it, smashed his mouth and said, "Good tea!"
He looked up at Zhang Mingxuan and asked, "Brother Zhang, is there something wrong?"
Zhang Mingxuan put down his raised hand and said with a sneer: "It's nothing! "Forget it, I still won't tell him.
watched Zhang Jun take a sip of tea with pity, thinking about the plot of the horror story in his mind, and almost wanted to vomit.
Zhang Jun said with a smile after drinking tea: "No wonder Brother Zhang came over today, he came to see them! Haha laughed and ran out.
Zhang Mingxuan looked at Zhang Jun who ran out, and looked confused! You are in a group with them! Hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Hey~"
"Haha~ Brother Zhang, pay attention to your body!" Zhang Jun's words floated in from afar.
Zhang Mingxuan shuddered, and hurriedly stood up and was about to run out, but as soon as he stood up, he found that there were two more black-clothed young men in front of the door.
Zhang Mingxuan sneered: "Hello!"
One of them bent down and said respectfully, "Childe, please stay, Grandma Rong has something to say." ”
Zhang Mingxuan sat on the stool and said with a dry smile: "Okay, okay." ”
Zhang Mingxuan, who was sitting in the chair, twisted his body uneasily, his eyes wandering around.
After a while, a group of people walked in, led by a kind old man with a sixtieth birthday.
Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly stood up, and Rong Grandma hurriedly said, "Son, please sit, please sit!"
Seeing this group of people, Zhang Mingxuan's heart was still calm, unlike last night, now they don't look like ghosts. Last night's figures were illusory, twisted and fluttering, like green smoke, allowing people to see their ghost identities at a glance. But now they are like flesh, no different from living people.
Zhang Mingxuan sneered: "I don't know what is the matter with Grandma Rong looking for the little one?"
Rong Madam said respectfully: "There is nothing to do, just come to meet the master! What do you tell us?"
"Master?" Zhang Mingxuan's eyes widened instantly.
Rong Ma nodded and said, "Yes, we are under the name of the three immortal elders, and you are the masters." ”
Zhang Mingxuan waved his hand again and again: "No, no." We're better together as equals. ”
A cry rang out and said, "Grandma Rong, what if he doesn't want to accept us? ”
"This?" Rong was also at a loss.
Zhang Mingxuan looked at it, and saw a little ghost holding Rong Ma's thigh and crying, it was indeed a little ghost who looked like he was only seven or eight years old, younger than Li Qingxuan.
Zhang Mingxuan also had a big head for a while, and hurriedly said: "I won't kick you out, and you don't have to call me master, we are like friends." ”
Rong Madame bowed respectfully and fell to the ground and said: "Huang Rong greets the son!"
The ghosts also hurriedly bowed down and said, "Meet the childe!"
Zhang Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, Huang Rong? What a good name, and then hurriedly said: "Get up, get up, get up quickly!"
The ghosts stood up obediently, Zhang Mingxuan looked at them respectfully, and suddenly felt: "Ghosts are not terrible! ”