My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

After many years, the world is divided into six ways.

One is the way of heaven, which is in charge of the laws of the world, and only saints can understand one or two.

The second is the Ashura Way, which is good, good at fighting, and absorbing the evils of heaven and earth. After death, it will be reduced to the next four ways due to karma.

The three are humane, with good and evil, accounting for the largest number of people.

Four, five, and six are respectively beasts, evil spirits, and hells. They are all evil, and the treatment they receive is different.

At this moment, the six realms have not yet been clearly divided, and no living person knows in what form the world’s ways will be successfully divided, and what conditions will become.

Whether it is gods, dragons and phoenixes, and liches, the heaven and earth have not completely perished. All the power of raising their hands to change the sky, dropping their hands and earthquakes, eager for survival, but indulged in the **** battle, fighting together.

Human and Asura were both born not long ago. The former was weak enough to suffer genocide slaughter, while the latter was so weak that no one cares about it.

Sympathy is there, sadness is there, and it has no effect.

All creatures seem to be caught in the battle royale, only the victor can survive.

The fearless Meng Xiaoni walks the birds in the underground palace all day long.

Meng Xiaoni likes Guifeng very much.

She likes to groom him, likes to take him to Qijin Mountain to dig for treasures, likes to go fishing with him in Qixianglanghai, like to sneak him to Asura's residence, and see lotus blooming.

Ghost Phoenix's feathers are slightly neater, but they are still red, red and black, like the evil birds that should have existed in this barren mansion. He fell arrogantly on her shoulders, and would often fly into the sky for a while, then condescendingly overlook the earth.

Neither Meng Xiaoni nor Guifeng are the kind of people who are very nagging.

Guifeng speaks less and has a nice voice, but rarely speaks.

This leaves Meng Xiaoni free, often grabbing Guifeng’s little feet, and then begging for a song: "Guifeng, I want to order a song."

Guifeng: "..."

Meng Xiaoni looked happy: "Just the ghost I met on the loop, the song he sang, you must sing it ten thousand times better than him."

Guifeng recalled the ghost.

The human race's life span is so short that it is terribly short. The ghost was only a teenager and died easily.

His song is a folk song, unscrupulously singing his love for the woman in his heart.

That woman was the fate of a glimpse, and he would have to sing for a long time when he died.

Guifeng: "I don't remember."

Meng Xiaoni: "Then I will sing it for you! You can sing as I sing again!"

Guifeng struggled to escape.

Meng Xiaoni sings, this is killing the bird!

With his feet trapped, Guifeng flicked his tail feathers with anger. With fire on his tail feathers, he threw it on Meng Xiaoni's arm. Ruthlessly, sparks splattered everywhere, there was no hesitation.

Meng Xiaoni scratched her arm, but there was no trace on her arm. She smiled and teased: "Don't be acting like a baby."

Guifeng: "..."

What is acting like a baby!

Will he act like a baby?

ridiculous!

Meng Xiaoni: "Jian Jia Cang Cang~ Bai Lu is frost~~"

Guifeng felt that some people could read better than sing. Obviously the voice can be saved, so I have to sing in these nine songs and eighteen bends.

This is a murder.

"The so-called ~ Yiren!"

Guifeng: "I'll sing."

He gritted his teeth at this.

Meng Xiaoni shut up.

With his red eyes, Guifeng glanced at the first Asura in front of him with extreme contempt: "The so-called Yiren—on the side of the water—"

His voice is very crisp. He didn't understand what he was singing, so much so that he sang the love song of private admiration, and he sang a little ethereal air.

Meng Xiaoni walked with the ghost and phoenix on the road, listening to the distant singing, full of joy.

The fall in the first ten days has nothing to do with them.

Tengu swallows the moon, and it has nothing to do with them.

If Gonggong hit Zhoushan, it still has nothing to do with them.

Guifeng even occasionally forgets the demise of the Phoenix family, and falls into this joyful journey, seeing the thousands of scenery in the underworld. Even if there are few trees, even if the sand seeps blood, even animals, evil spirits, and hells, there will be more steps.

The Palace of the Yamas in Houtu was finally built.

Meng Xiaoni took Guifeng to visit.

The palace of the king of the king had no king, and the five emperors were established first in Houtu.

The five men didn't know what their identities were before they were alive, and now they perform their duties and start to cooperate with Houtu to prepare for the underworld.

When Hou Tu saw Meng Xiaoni, he was very surprised: "Why come to me again?"

Meng Xiaoni nodded the ghost phoenix beside her: "Show off the bird."

Houtu was also surprised when he saw the ghost and phoenix: "Phoenix? I thought..."

The Phoenix clan has been completely wiped out.

Houtu didn't say any more, but exclaimed: "Fate."

Meng Xiaoni turned her head and stretched out her fingers, and scratched Guifeng's belly: "Yes. She sings very well, better than any Asura."

Phoenix is ​​a born singer.

Looking at the fire on the tip of the ghost and phoenix's tail, Hou Tu suddenly asked Meng Xiaoni: "Now the number of Asuras is increasing. Don't you give yourself a name?"

Meng Xiaoni shook her head.

She doesn't want to name it yet.

"Once I have a name, I fall into the eyes of all beings. It's really troublesome." Meng Xiaoni said, "It's much more interesting to be an anonymous person."

She walked between these places without giving up her name, she was free and unrestrained. Not even her own race can restrain her.

Hou Tu does not force it.

She just asked Meng Xiaoni: "The water of the Styx can wash the soul. If the ghost drinks it, can it be reborn?"

Meng Xiaoni thought for a while: "Maybe it can."

Hou Tu nodded.

Styx does not belong to Meng Xiaoni, so Meng Xiaoni didn't ask what Hou Tu was planning to do. Instead, she picked up the ghost and phoenix and sang: "You quickly sing for Hou Tu to listen."

Guifeng could not beat Meng Xiaoni, and even more could not beat Houtu.

But he wants face.

He pecked Meng Xiaoni's head viciously, the ghost and phoenix pulled their wings and ran away, and flew out of the sight of everyone present.

Meng Xiaoni giggled.

Hou Tu couldn't laugh or cry: "Where did you treat a phoenix like this?"

Meng Xiaoni is quite righteous: "Who makes him feel depressed as soon as he has nothing to do. I'm looking for something to do for him. You think he is acting like a baby, give me a kiss."

After hearing this, Houtu shook his head.

This pecking can turn into a kiss, something that completely distorts the facts, and I don't know where Meng Xiaoni's cheeky dare to say.

Meng Xiaoni looked at the back of the ghost and phoenix flying away: "I used to feel very anxious, anxious, and want to kill the Quartet. This is Ashura's nature. As a result, this nature was suppressed by a bird."

Houtu was stunned.

Meng Xiaoni echoed what Hou Tu said: "This is about fate."

What Hou Tu wanted to say, when the words came to his lips, he didn't say anything in the end.

Meng Xiaoni finally waved her hand to Hou Tu: "I will chase him, find something more, and comfort him."

Said it was chasing, Meng Xiaoni did not chase Guifeng at all on the first day.

Guifeng ran away from home.

Oh, they have always been wandering outside and have no concept of home at all.

Above the mountain tower, Ashura is located, there is no Meng Xiaoni's home inside.

Meng Xiaoni simply went to look for seeds.

She heard about it on the road. The Phoenix family eats fruits and loves to live in plane trees. There are plane trees outside, but none of the ordinary plane trees can be worthy of her arrogant phoenix.

The underworld is very large, but Meng Xiaoni still found the seed left by the thousand-year-old sycamore tree that died and perished in the gap between the abyss of hell, the kind that is lifeless.

She took the seeds back to the Asura lotus pond, and relaxed into the depths of the Styx pond, and dug out the lotus root.

She also quietly took away a bunch of lotus seeds.

Houtu said that the water of the Styx river will wash the soul, and it is easy for ghosts to live new lives. That is tantamount to forgetting the past.

Meng Xiaoni dared not contaminate her mouth with the slightest water of the Styx, for fear that she would forget the serious things.

She wiped her body clean, walked down the tower, and ran to find a mountain group with a bit too high temperature.

Since Bu Zhoushan was broken, Houtu hastened her own movements.

The blood in the mud and sand of the underworld is getting less day by day.

The earth's crust seems to change day by day.

Not only the crust, it seems that the boundaries of all circles are changing.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with Meng Xiaoni.

She felt that there was magma and fire in this over-temperature underground, baking this piece of warmth. In fact, Guifeng has always liked hot places and the sun. If it hadn't been for the sun to cause too much trouble, Meng Xiaoni would really get a sun to give Guifeng.

Meng Xiaoni really considered it.

As long as Guifeng has a little thought, she might go to do it.

It's a pity that the sun in the sky didn't have her turn to do it, so Hou Yi shot it almost completely.

Terrible, terrible.

"Plant a lotus seed today, a lotus root tomorrow, and a sycamore tree the day after tomorrow." Meng Xiaoni sang her own tune strangely, and buried these things in the mountains according to her instinct.

She raised her hands up: "Sprout!"

The seedlings in the soil broke the soil.

Meng Xiaoni looked at this seedling with a little surprise.

She thought about it, and Ma slipped to fetch Styx water.

Watering, no fertilization, a lifeless sycamore tree seed, under the instillation of Meng Xiaoni's unknown power, gradually grew, from a small seedling to a small tree, and then a big tree in the sky.

Meng Xiaoni stepped on the center and broke off two tree branches, stupefied that a entangled hollow house grew from the center of the plane tree.

This is a house reserved exclusively for Ghost Phoenix.

To run away from home requires a home.

Meng Xiaoni made a home for Guifeng.

Her unique phoenix has lost her family, and of course she should have a new home.

After Meng Xiaoni dealt with all this, she grinned and went to catch the birds with satisfaction.