Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 96

The ones on the side are taking pictures with the great god, XX came here for a visit and so on.

Ling Xi was startled when he heard the words, then bent over with a smile, the sense of ceremony and distance disappeared, and there was an illusion of a tourist attraction.

"Milk tea and lime water are three yuan a cup." The beautiful girl in front tied her slender waist with a ribbon, and greeted warmly: "Add the classic ingredients of Mengpo soup, no pigment and no Sudan red, all natural."

Many ghosts wandered over to buy a cup.

"Where is Meng Po?" Lingxi heard the girl mention Meng Po in the fairy tale, and looked around curiously, wanting to see the legendary Meng Po who set up a stall by the Naihe Bridge.

"Front" Ao Hong pushed his head, making him look forward.

In front of her is Qiaoxiaoqianxi, a girl who nimbly delivers milk tea or lime juice to the ghosts of the past.

"Didn't you say it was an old woman?" Lingxi asked suspiciously, and Ao Hong smiled and took him to the small shed built by Meng Po with strong fabrics, and lightly tapped the ash table with his forefinger knuckles: "Why do you sell milk tea?" coming?"

Granny Meng was busy adding milk caps to the milk tea requested by others, when she heard the words, she glanced over her eyes, saw the person coming and said with a smile: "Why do you have time to come here?"

After a slight pause, he added: "Hey, milk tea is popular in the world, isn't it? The public's acceptance is relatively high, and besides, it saves time and trouble compared to making soup."

The girl winked playfully.

Ao Hong disliked it like a dragon, curled up the corners of his lips and said in disgust: "You should change your appearance." They have been acquainted ghosts for many years, and it's okay for old cucumbers to paint green paint to deceive new ghosts. For old friends like them ...this set doesn't work.

"Hey, who are you? Don't scold us Mengmeng."

"Yes, protect our cute goddess!"

"Come for the cute goddess." The ghosts saw Ao Hong's lack of respect for the ghost's lover, Meng Po, and they were immediately excited.

"It will affect your income." Granny Meng complained while transforming herself.

The slender and graceful girl hung her back in an instant, and a heavy crutch appeared in her hand, her face was riddled with ravines, her hair was white and messy, and she was very old.

"Cough cough." Granny Meng coughed lightly with her fists clenched.

"This is Meng Po's face." Ao Hong explained gently to Ling Xi in a low voice: "She can transform into any appearance, but this is her usual appearance."

Ling Xi nodded, Ao Hong embraced him with a smile, casually flipped through the plastic-enclosed list on the table of Fraxinus mandshurica at Granny Meng's stall, and said casually, "Make him a cup of classic milk tea."

"Will I lose my memory if I drink it? Or I have to stay in the underworld." Like Persephone who had to stay after eating the pomegranate in the underworld, Ling Xi nervously tugged at the corner of Ao Hong's clothes and asked in a low voice. He didn't want to forget Ao Hong.

"I'm here, don't worry." Ao Hong comforted Ling Xi with a smile.

Po Meng started to make milk tea for Ling Xi, and the ghosts recovered from the shock of the sudden change of the cute goddess.

The new ghosts said angrily: "Cheat! This is cheating!"

"The product is not the right version, this is a buyer's show."

Among them was an old man who held his chest and said in pain: "I just bought hundreds of thousands of gifts for the female anchor, but when I met the real person, I found that she took off her makeup and looked like the anchor's mother." Dead.

"Goodbye, I want to leave this beautiful world." There are even excited new ghosts who climb the bridge to stand on the railing of Naihe Bridge and jump into the Wangchuan River.

The old ghosts were resentful, especially the members of the little yellow hat tour group on the other side of the river, whispering among themselves.

"Back then, Granny Meng didn't have so many routines... just give me soup."

"Yeah, it's still the sincerity of our era." The old ghost sighed.

Old Li, the pervert who had been warned by the tour guide, was especially fortunate, and said with emotion: "Fortunately, that's how Meng Po appeared back then. If I used the illusion just now..." Maybe he would have to cook for another 200 years.

Lao Li wiped the sweat from the bottom of his heart.

"More sincerity, less routine!" The new ghosts called out one after another, sincerity naturally came from the heart.

The new ghost standing on the railing of the Naihe Bridge was crying with snot and tears and wanted to jump.

There are thousands of ghosts, and the crowds of people seem to be doing gangsters.

Granny Meng turned a blind eye to these voices, handed the milk tea to Ling Xi with a smile, and gave him the straw before flicking her flowing cuffs.

Mengdie fluttered her wings and sprinkled phosphorous powder all the way, and Lingxi's eyes blurred, and she saw that Granny Meng had changed back to the appearance of a beautiful and graceful girl just now, standing in the arbor with a smile and guarding her milk tea stand.

The dream butterfly brushed past lightly, and all the ghosts yawned, as if waking up from a deep sleep, and stared blankly at each other.

"Cute Goddess, I love you!"

"Mengmeng, can I have a drink?" The ghosts lost their short-term memory and continued to call for their goddess.

…Lingxi, who witnessed the whole process, couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for them in her heart. She poked on a straw and took a small sip, and followed Ao Hong across the Naihe Bridge.

"Meng Po has no past life or afterlife, she was born in the underworld, and the Wangchuan River is her source of power." Ao Hong sighed: "The Wangchuan River has the effect of making people forget the past, and she uses it well." It was much stronger a hundred years ago.

Speaking of serious cultivation, he is not bad, only him...Because the dragon core was damaged, his cultivation stagnated.

Ao Hong looked unhappy. To Long, not making money is considered losing money.

It's the same in cultivation, he doesn't benefit, but others do, it's like cutting his flesh, Ao Hong is very unhappy, but from the corner of his eye, he catches a glimpse of Ling Xi who is concentrating on sipping milk tea beside him, and his mood brightens up, a rare accomplishment self-soothing.

But, swords have double edges, and things have pros and cons. Although she has delayed her practice for hundreds of years, she has won the favor of the person she likes, and can stay with the princess for a long time in the future. It is not a beautiful thing.

There is God's will in the dark, and he is very satisfied with the compensation given by Heaven.

Ling Xi couldn't drink it anymore after drinking half a glass. The breeze blowing on his face carried the aroma of gardenias. The climate in the underworld is different in different regions. The spring breeze here is pleasant, and maybe the other region is covered with snow and frozen for thousands of miles at the moment, softly Asked: "Will Po Meng's milk tea harm your Dragon Pill?"

"No." Ao Hong said with a smile, Lingxi has his oath to protect each other, and he himself is a powerful dragon clan who is invulnerable to all poisons, so Meng Po Tang has no effect on them.

That bit of Mengpo soup can only wash away the worldly concerns of ordinary ghosts, and it doesn't even have any effect on ghosts with deep obsessions... It is specifically reflected in the fact that after ghosts are reincarnated, they still remember some incoherent past. The most unforgettable memory in the depths of their souls.

"Then you drink it." Ling Xi resolutely stuffed the milk tea into Ao Hong's hands.

"Oh." Ao Hong honestly drank for Lingxi, the invisible dragon tail flicked happily behind him, every one who picks up his wife's leftovers is a good dragon.

Walking along the Wangchuan River, the river gradually thinned out, divided into tributaries and scattered away, Ao Hong took Lingxi's hand and walked along the embankment, the willows were drooping, and the greenery was full of greenery. .

"Actually, this place is not bad." Ling Xi said suddenly.

"Yes." Ao Hong replied foolishly.

Ling Xi clasped his fingers with him, and couldn't help exerting a little force on his fingertips. After a long silence, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Will you come to me in the future?"

"What?" Ao Hong didn't hear what Ling Xi was saying.

"I said, will you come?" Ling Xi raised his head, looked directly at Ao Hong's ice-blue pupils faintly revealed by the silver light reflected by the river, and asked with a smile.

His tone was relaxed, but he couldn't hide his hesitation.

Before he came to Ao Hong's side, the time Ao Hong might take a nap would be his whole life.

Maybe he sleeps longer...he's been through two reincarnations.

Mayflies live and die at night, there is nothing to be afraid of, and there is nothing to regret.

But he fell in love with the old tree next to him, and wanted to accompany him to sprout branches and watch him flourish and fall leaves in four seasons.

Knowing that he can't stay with the ancient tree for that long, Mayfly can't help feeling disappointed.

Ling Xi still maintains a slight smile, no sadness can be seen from his smile.

If he has learned anything from the growth his parents gave him, it is to seize the day and night, and enjoy the joy of this moment when he is happy.

Ling Xi laughed for a long time, and the smile on the corners of her lips became faintly bitter.

Ao Hong stared at him puzzled for a moment, rubbed his head, rubbed the soft hair on top of Ling Xi's head and said with a smile, "Don't be stupid."

"Do you remember the oath I made with you?" Ao Hong took Ling Xi's hand and led him forward slowly.

"You mean in the cave after the Yueran Lantern Festival that day?" Ling Xi recalled that he gave half of his soul to Ao Hong, rubbing the back of Ao Hong's hand, his voice gradually became gentle.

Looking back now, that day was a watershed moment for him, separating the boring and busy first half of his life from the happy life of having a dragon who loved him.

"Well." Ao Hong nodded and said leisurely: "This king promises to give you half of everything I own, including this of course."

"We can live for a long time..." Ao Hong dragged his voice and said with a smile.

Ling Xi paused, froze on the spot and said in shock: "You mean I can live as long as you?"

"Yeah." Ao Hong nodded, Xu Xu said: "Actually, living in the underworld is not bad. The house price here is low, but the ghosts are bombing and the air environment is not good. You should live in Nanhai with me." Of course the princess of Nanhai wants to live in Nanhai , Ao Hong's small abacus played loudly.

Ling Xi's focus was not the same as his, his lips parted for a moment, and he said in shock: "Then you are not...reduced."

Finding an average of his and Ao Hong's life spans, Ao Hong's long life was cut off a lot, and Ling Xi was instantly shrouded in guilt and apology.

He's a silly dragon...

Ao Hong stroked his chin and said: "That's not true. You are my princess. It is the way of heaven that prolongs your life. If you don't believe me, we can go to the judge to read the book of life and death." At that moment, Wang Hao should have been crossed out from the book of life and death.

"And we hehe, the one from the Dragon Clan can extend your lifespan." Ao Hong leaned over and said meanly.

...who said he was stupid?Ling Xi was speechless in her heart.

Ao Hong coughed lightly, and with a dignified attitude of dedicating himself to Lingxi's health, he said proudly: "For your longevity, I am willing to cooperate with you."