Chapter 119: Extra five

It's been a month, and it's been a month since Wu Juvenile entered the mansion. He didn't eat, drink, or sleep. He stood at the entrance of Pluto's private mansion for a month.
This is because he is a ghost now. If he is a living person, how can he not eat, drink or sleep for a month?
Black and white impermanently came out of the Hades Palace with documents and looked at Wu Juvenile standing at the door, admonishing him routinely.
"Old Wu."
"Please call me Xiao Wu." Since Miao Miao said on the Naihe Bridge that he was old, Wu Juvenile suddenly very much minded that others said he was old.
"..." Black Impermanence choke.
"I was an old man, what to pretend to be." Bai Wuchang despised.
"As long as you are two years old, is it difficult for you to call Xiao Wu?" Wu Juvenile asked honestly.
"..." Bai Wuchang was also choked.
Black and white impermanence How many years old now he can't remember, he called Wu Young Lao Wu, that really regarded him as exalted.
"Okay, Xiao Wu is Xiao Wu, anyway, no matter whether it is old Wu or Xiao Wu, you can't see Miao Miao." Hei Changchang compromised.
"I can't stay here if I don't see it." Wu Juvenile insisted exceptionally.
"I said you're enough." Bai Wuchang couldn't stand it anymore. "You said you, how much trouble you caused to the local government before. It's because of the great merit of luck when your kid died. Let ’s go to for a long-term tour. Originally, a good future was waiting for you. As a result, you ’re better. On the first day of entering the prefecture, Shengsheng pulled the seedlings that were going to be reborn from the Hehe Bridge. "
"I have been a ghost-god for so many years, and I have seen many wonderful flowers. You are considered to have a deeper image." Bai Wuchang nodded and agreed.
"If I don't do this, I'll miss it with Miao Miao again." Originally, Wu Juvenile wanted to reincarnate with Miao Miao, but considering that there was no memory of his life after the reincarnation, Wu Juvenile temporarily changed his mind. Miao Miao directly dragged down from the bridge.
"You say you, pull people, pull people, you actually kicked Meng Po soup Meng Po just kicked." Hei Wuchang continued to count Wu's guilt.
"Do you know the consequences of spilling that pot of soup?" Bai Wuchang said, "Meng Po boiled a pot of soup in a month. Once the soup is sprinkled, the local government cannot arrange for a reincarnation within a month. The birth rate in the world this month It will decrease. The number of dynamic ghosts in the prefecture will increase, if the number increases, house prices will increase, and if house prices increase, they will ... "
Bai Wuchang said that suddenly he couldn't say more. It seemed that he had to buy a few economic books.
"In short, the impact is especially great, especially bad." Hei Wuchang saved the scene in time.
"Yes!" Bai Wuchang immediately echoed.
"I have used merit to accompany Meng Po." Naturally, Wu Juvenile knew the importance of Meng Po soup, so he used a layer of merit to reach that pot of Meng Po soup, so Meng Po didn't have trouble finding Wu Juvenile.
"Xin Xi, you used your merits to reach Meng Po Tang. If Meng Po got angry, then some would play." Hei Wuchangxin said with a whisper.
Wu Juvenile raised an eyebrow and looked at the two with hunger.
"You didn't find it, hurried to stop your ox-horse noodles, saw you kick Meng Po Tang, did you stand still then?" Bai Wuchang said.
Of course, Wu Juvenile remembers, if it were n’t for the Ngau Tau Mian to stand still, he could n’t pull Miao Miao back:
Why?

"Meng Po usually doesn't get angry, but as long as she gets angry, Pluto has to avoid her, you say." Bai Wuchang explained.
"Poor Ngau Tau Mian, I don't know how Pluto will be judged this time." Even if it is not usually dealt with, but watching the old opponent is so unlucky for two consecutive times, the black impermanence somehow feels distressed.
"Well." Bai Wuchang also felt the same way. The inferior mansion without opponents was inexplicably lonely.
"Say that?" Wu Juvenile blinked twice, grasping the key points in black and white impermanence, "Hades are afraid of Meng Po?"
"Hush!" Hei Wuchang looked back in fear. "You said at the door of Pluto's house that Pluto was afraid of Meng Po, so you're looking for a fight."
"..." Wu Juvenile's scalp tightened. "Also, this is my future father-in-law."
Bai Baichang often heard Wu Juvenile's words, and was immediately surprised: "Little Wu, you haven't given up after all this?"
Disregarding black and white impermanence, Wu Juvenile looked at the entrance of Pluto, secretly said in his heart that Miaomiao was waiting for me, and he would leave after turning around?
"You figured it out?" The black and white impermanence looked incredible.
"I thought of a way." Wu Juvenile hurried away, leaving a puzzled black and white impermanence.
In Pluto Mansion, the Pluto who sensed that Wu Juvenile had left, glanced at her daughter who was raising her hand to turn off the water mirror.
"Just a month later, he gave up?" Hades said.
"He dare." Miao Miao's pretty face was full of anger.
"Angry? It seems that you still care about him." Pluto quipped, "That leaves people out for a month."
"Father Wang ~~" Miao Miao stomped unhappily. "I waited for him for so many years before he waited for a month."
"So what are you going to do?" Pluto curiously asked.
"Look at his performance." Miao Miao's face was arrogant.
On the other side, Wu Juvenile left the Hades Palace and inquired all the way, looking for Meng Po's residence.
Meng Po was boiling Meng Po soup in the kitchen. When she saw the young man Wu Jinjin of merit, ran in, he asked strangely, "What's wrong with me?"
"Senior Meng Po, the junior have something to ask for." Wu Juvenile finished, a deep gift.
"If you beg me, I will agree." Meng Po didn't lift her eyelids, and continued to load the pot with materials that Wu had never seen before.
"Of course I won't let you help." Wu Juvenile is very aware of the current affairs.
"Won't you let me help?" Meng Po finally got some interest. "Tell me, how are you going to impress me?"
Wu Juvenile said very generously: "This merit in the younger generation can ..."
"Stop." Meng Po said with no interest. "The layer of merit I got from you was enough for me. I don't plan to ask for it anymore."
"Then ..." Wu Juvenile suddenly froze, Meng Po didn't want merit, so what else can I use to impress the other party?
money? Wu Juvenile looked at the pot of half-boiling Meng Po soup, and sighed: Meng Po is also a merchant of the monopoly of the prefecture. How could it be possible to lose money?
Meng Po added the last piece of material, and she didn't care about Wu Juvenile who was speechless for a while. She picked up her phone and played the game.
Before, a few programmers from the prefecture died suddenly because they stayed up late to design the game. Because the game developed was about to be completed, they suddenly hung up at the last moment. .
In line with humanitarianism, the prefecture agreed to their request, so the prefecture added a few more mobile games. Meng Po found it quite interesting and went up to play a few while wearing the vest.
"I'll go, that sb kills me, when I know your vest, when you are reborn, see me not putting a pound of salt in Meng Po soup."
"Pig teammates? I'm bloodless, so I won't come to save me."
"Ahhh ... I lost again, my experience is going to lose, I'm mad." Meng Po was angry, poured a pot of salt into the colorless and tasteless Meng Po soup.
Is Meng Po soup cooked so casually?
Wu Juvenile sweated a lot and leaned in carefully. When Senior Meng Po was killed again, he made a bold request: "Senior, can you take the liberty to look at your equipment?"
Meng Po squinted him, thinking that it would take time to resurrect anyway, so she opened the equipment bar. Wu Juvenile only glanced at it to know why Meng Po would hang up.
The empty equipment bar ...
"Why don't you buy equipment, Senior?" Wu Juvenile was surprised.
"I am an ancient ghost and god, fighting always relies on technology, what equipment do I need." Meng Po domineering side leaked.
"..." Wu Juvenile's emotional intelligence has been fully developed in old age, so he said very doglegly, "If real fighting, of course, no one is your opponent. But this is the game world. In the game world, these equipment are It is equivalent to a magic weapon. Everyone holds the magic weapon, and you will suffer more with bare hands. "
"Even if they hold magic weapons, they are not my opponents." Meng Po is unprecedentedly confident in her strength.
It's all like this, you are still talking!
"Senior, in order to respect our opponents, should we go all out when fighting?" Wu Juvenile changed his mind.
"Yes!" Meng Po nodded.
"You don't buy equipment, you just look down on the opponent." Wu Juvenile said.
"Really?" Meng Po moved a little.
At this time, some opponents sent a taunt: (Sister, you streaking, thank you for giving me a head, ha ha ha ...)
Meng Po's face changed suddenly, her whole body trembling, and the aura of the local government was affected.
"Ding!"
Just when Wu Juvenile was shocked, a message popped up on Meng Po's cell phone.
Pluto: Meng Po, calm down!
Meng Po returned rationally, but her face was still stinky, and she went back to the news with great force: you do n’t care about the old lady ’s affairs.
Domineering! ! !
Black and white impermanence really is right, Meng Po really can rule Pluto.
"Senior Meng Po, this kind of life-and-death thing, we must teach him to be a man ... not to be a ghost." Wu Juvenile took the opportunity to say.
"What equipment to buy?" Meng Po finally let go.
How can Wu Juvenile be a game master, and this game has already been listed on the earth, Wu Juvenile quickly helped Meng Po pick a few pieces of equipment, and then began to guide on the spot.
"Jump up, yes, jump over, control each other first, and then throw big moves."
"Move, be careful."
"Ambush, ambush here."
"I never do such an intractable ambush." ​​Meng Po resisted.
"..."
Fortunately, Meng Po ’s fighting consciousness is indeed very good. After a few clicks by Wu Juvenile, the game is handy, and he has not lost in five or six consecutive games.
"Senior ..." Wu Juvenile suddenly shined.
"You talk about it first." Meng Po Ji said.
"I'm in love with Pluto's daughter." Wu Juvenile shyly shyly.
"Does Hades have a daughter?" Meng Po wondered.
"Just ... just that Naihe Bridge a month ago." Wu Juvenile explained doubtfully.
"Oh, that flower demon." Meng Po remembered it. Twenty years ago, a light of merit came to the earth's palace with a strand of residual soul. Raised a soul.
The old guy Pluto has developed feelings and accepted this flower demon as his daughter?
"Huh!" Wu Juvenile nodded.
"Why, Pluto does not agree?" Meng Po guessed.
"Yes, so I want to ask my seniors to help me talk and make peace." Wu Juvenile said a little embarrassed.
"You want me to be your matchmaker?" Meng Po asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Dare not ... the junior just wants you to help the junior to ask, how can the junior marry Miao Miao." Wu Juvenile said.
Meng Po knocked on the table with her hand, and glanced at the sincere young Wu, suddenly asked: "I remember you have an apprentice."
"Yes." Wu Juvenile looked at Meng Po puzzled.
"Your apprentice has a long-term relationship." Meng Po remembered Chen Yu too many times in 10,000 years.
Lou Ming? Wu Juvenile nodded again for unknown reasons.
"Your apprentice's relationship has something to do with Pluto." Meng Po finished, raising her hand to extinguish the soup, and holding the mobile phone out of the kitchen.
Ah ... I must upgrade a few more levels today! ! !
So that night, Lao Wu ran to Chen Yu and dreamed: "You are not allowed to be with Lou Ming."
"Why?" Chen Yu puzzled.
"Anyway, I disagree!" Wu Laoheng raised his eyebrows.
"..."
Then he went to give Lou Ming a dream.
"Lou Ming, I want you to promise me one thing." Wu Lao looked at Lou Ming.
"Grandpa, just say it," Lou Ming respectfully said.
"Break up with Shi Shi !!!" Wu Lao said with a chest embrace.
"Why?" Lou Ming was dumbfounded.
"Ask yourself !!!" Wu Lao left the dream angrily.
Early the next morning, Shi Shi and Lou Ming met, and each face was dumbfounded.
"Otherwise, let's go to the prefecture to see?" Although Old Wu had already hung up, he could not ignore the old man's objection.
Although he did not know how he successfully offended the other party within a month of Wu Lao entering the prefecture.
The author has something to say:
Wu Juvenile: I'm still alone, you never want to have a sweet 520! ! !
Complaints from single dogs who are so desperate.