The Heaven’s Jailer

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Yesterday, Cui Yu went to ask for instructions on the electronic office. Once approved, Liu Lang will have a lot of things, such as information entry, personnel training, etc., and at least he will have to work for several days, and he only stayed in hell for half a day. months.

So, taking advantage of nothing to do this afternoon, I hurriedly took care of Gao Cuilan's affairs.

"Private matters? Can you tell us?" Niutou hesitated and asked. Liu Lang communicated and studied with them, so they have to be responsible for Liu Lang's safety. The land boundary is not as peaceful as imagined. If something happens, they can't afford it. If possible, it's better to stay with Liu Lang wave together.

"Well, it's nothing. I just want to find a ghost messenger under Granny Meng at Naiheqiao." Liu Lang said. Although this matter is related to Zhu Bajie's privacy and should not be made public, as long as Zhu Bajie's name is not mentioned.

"Grandma Meng has a lot of ghost agents, you want to find one?" Ma Mian asked.

"Gao Cuilan." Liu Lang announced her name.

"who?"

Hearing the three words Gao Cuilan, the bull's head and horse's face jumped up at the same time as if their tail had been stepped on.

"Gao Cuilan. Is there any question?" Liu Lang repeated, and then looked at the bull's head and horse's face with affection.

"It's a big problem." Niutou suddenly caught a glimpse of the golden hairpin in Liu Lang's hand, and after hesitating for a while, asked, "Is the golden hairpin for Gao Cuilan?"

"That's right." Liu Lang affirmed.

"Wǒkào, let people not live." Ma Mian said with a mournful face: "There are few women in the underworld, and beautiful women are even rarer. We can't distinguish between them. You still come here to grab business."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Liu Lang looked puzzled.

"What do you mean?" Niutou looked at Liu Lang, "Don't tell me, you don't know that Gao Cuilan is the first of the four beauties in the underworld? The men chasing him can line up from Naihe Bridge to Yan Luocheng. But Gao Cuilan is very cold and never accepted it. I have never been courted by anyone, and I have never accepted a gift from anyone, so you can't give this hairpin out at all."

"Pfft..." Liu Lang almost spat.

"Actually, I didn't want to give this golden hairpin. I gave it for a friend. It's not convenient for him to come to the underworld." Liu Lang quickly explained.

"Every man who gave Gao Cuilan a gift,

Before giving it away, I said it was for a friend, because once it is said to be a free gift and it is rejected, it will be very embarrassing. Brother Xiao Liu, your routine is left over from our play. "Ma Mian laughed.

Liu Lang suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't get rid of it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

"Okay, no matter who sent it, I have to go see Gao Cuilan later." Explanation is equal to concealment, and concealment is equal to fact, so Liu Lang simply didn't say anything.

As long as you see Gao Cuilan, hand over the golden hairpin, and then tell Gao Cuilan what Zhu Bajie means, then there is nothing wrong with him, whoever misunderstands him will be fine.

"Do you think Gao Cuilan can see whoever he wants? How about this, our brother will go with you, otherwise, you won't see Gao Cuilan at all." Niutou said.

"Isn't Gao Cuilan just a ghost messenger? More powerful than King Yama?" Liu Lang doubted.

"It's not that she is very powerful, it's that there are too many people pursuing her. If you don't stop her, it will affect Po Meng's gongzuò. Therefore, Po Meng sent a special person to guard the Naihe Bridge, and people who don't know her well can't cross it at all." Ma Mian explained.

"It turns out that's the case, so it's hard work for you two." Fortunately, I asked, otherwise I would have made a waste of a trip. When I arrived at this place, who knows who Liu Lang is, there is a high chance that I won't see Gao Cuilan.

While talking, it was already twelve noon.

"Let's go to Naihe Bridge first, after seeing Gao Cuilan, and then go back to the eighteenth floor of hell." Niutou packed up his things and said to Liu Lang.

"Okay." Liu Lang nodded. Accompanied by Niutou Mamian, head towards Huangquan Road.

"Is this Gao Cuilan so piāoliàng? Who are the other three beauties in the underworld?" Liu Lang asked curiously while walking.

His love for Gao Cuilan is limited to the fact that Zhu Bajie forcibly snatched Gao Cuilan as his wife in Gaolaozhuang, and was later accepted by Tang Seng and Monkey King who passed by.

If Gao Cuilan was really so piāoliàng, would Zhu Bajie give up with her lustful nature?

"The other three beauties are all famous women. It's useless to tell you. The reason why Gao Cuilan has so many suitors is because she is the only one among the four beauties who is single. As for how piāoliàng he is, let's put it this way, At least a hundred times better than my piāoliàng." Ma Mian said confidently.

"One hundred times more piāoliàng than you?" Liu Lang couldn't help but stop, looked at the horse face that couldn't grow any longer, and nodded after five seconds, "That's really piāoliàng."

Of course, this is ānwèi horse noodles.

Don't say it's 100 times better than horse noodles, even if it's 10,000 times better than horse noodles, it's not much better. It's just that the base value of using horse noodles is too low.

After thinking about it carefully, Liu Lang felt that Zijiji overestimated the level of appearance in the underworld, maybe the four beauties in the underworld were far less piāoliàng than imagined.

At least Liu Lang has been in the underworld for two days, and he hasn't seen a ghost who looks more like Zhou Zheng, with a bull's head and a horse face, needless to say black and white, even the three judges and King Yama are also more scary looking, no wonder To describe a person ugly in the world, it is often described as looking like a ghost.

Maybe all the good-looking ghosts have been reincarnated, and only those with more characteristics are left in the underworld to work as errands. That's the deterrent.

After a while, Liu Lang and Niutou Mamian came to the crossroads, turned left to Yan Luo City, turned right to the eighteenth floor of hell, and went straight to Huangquan Road.

The flowers on the other side of Huangquan Road are still as red as blood.

Although he had passed this intersection several times, Liu Lang had never observed the Bianhua flowers up close, and this time he finally had the chance.

"Why is there no Dementor Grass?" Liu Lang looked at it while walking. After walking for a long time, he didn't find any trace of Dementia Grass. There was only a plant called Bianhua on both sides of the road. According to Hua Bailing, the Dementia Grass should be there On both sides of Huangquan Road.

"Niu Ma, Brother Ma, do you know where the Dementor Grass is?" Liu Lang asked Niu Tau Ma Mian.

"What is Dementor Grass?" The ox-headed horse looked confused. Although they looked like cows and horses, they were definitely not real cows and horses, and they never ate grass.

Hearing the bull-headed horse-faced tone, Liu Lang knew he had asked the wrong person.

"When you get to Naihe Bridge, ask Granny Meng. Granny Meng will definitely know." Liu Lang thought to himself.

Huangquan Road is not too long. After walking for half an hour, it came to the end. At the end of the road is a small river, which must be the legendary Wangchuan River, and the bridge on the river must be the Naihe Bridge.

In fact, on the way, Liu Lang and the others met one after another ghost messengers escorting the people who wanted to reincarnate to the Naihe Bridge. When they reached the bridge, there were already many people gathered here.

Liu Lang originally thought that the people gathered were all reincarnations, but when he got closer, he realized that this was not the case. Not all of the people gathered were melon-eaters watching the excitement.

A macho man with horns was standing in front of a heart-shaped pattern made of Bianhua flowers, trying to give free luck. After lucking for a long time, he finally shouted in a broken voice: "Gao Cuilan, marry me!" (unfinished) to be continued.)