At noon on the first day of the lunar new year, Shiyi, Yunting and Pei Yanlai paid a new year's visit.

A group of people arrive late at night, Pei Yan also proposes to go to the box, but because Shiyi and Junhao are drunk, they can't go.

At ten o'clock in the evening, soon after the others dispersed, song Yufeng came.

Jun Hao has fallen asleep because he is drunk. Lu Zhou and his friends have gone out to have a party.

"Is that how it goes?" Song Yufeng took out the time and space pass order and asked, "don't you need this?"

When Lu Sheng saw the time and space pass, his eyes suddenly brightened, "is this something you borrowed from your father?"

Lu Zhou once said that only the king of hell has this thing.

"Not bad." Song Yufeng nodded, looked at them and asked with a smile, "when shall we start?"

"Now."

Chu Sihan looked at the time and space pass order in Song Yufeng's hand and spoke in a light voice.

Song Yufeng nodded, "let's go."

Chusihan in the void with a grasp, a black hole instantly appeared, three people walked in side by side.

Today, both modern and ancient prefectures are decorated with lights.

Ghosts on the road are wearing new clothes burned by their families during the Chinese New Year's day to go shopping.

Three people mingle in the ghost group to stroll slowly, when strolls to the half, sees two black shadows to rush toward them from the distance suddenly.

"Your Highness, Miss Lu, are you two back?"

Yun Guagua and AI Shui looked excitedly at Chu Sihan and Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng said with a smile, "Hello

"Well." Chusihan nodded slightly.

"Happy new year, your highness!"

AI Shui reached out with a smile.

Chusihan slightly raised his eyebrows and gazed at him with a smile.

Cloud quack quack clapped AI Shui's hand and said with a smile to Chu Sihan, "Your Highness, your coming back is our biggest new year's gift."

Chusihan sniffed lightly, then took out two red envelopes and handed them to the second humanitarian: "I know you will ask me for red envelopes. Here you are."

"Thank you, your highness!"

They took it with bright eyes.

They have not received a red envelope from his Highness for many years.

"What about ginger?" Lu Sheng asked.

Cloud Gua Gua said: "Ginger Yang Shou is still enough, it is estimated that it will take another 30 years to come back."

When Lu Sheng heard the speech, he remembered that Jiang Zhong had been reincarnated.

"Oh, isn't this his highness Yan Feng?"

Cloud quack quack saw song Yufeng next to Chu Sihan, and hastened to salute: "I've seen your highness Yan Feng!"

Song Yufeng chuckled, "cloud quack quack, long time no see."

Yun Guagua and Yan Qiu had been to the modern underground, so he knew Yan Feng.

But AI Shui had never been there. After hearing Yun Guagua's words, he followed him to salute song Yufeng, "Ai Shui has seen his highness Yan Feng!"

"Don't be so polite. I'll just come and have a walk with your highness."

Yun Guagua nodded with a smile, "then you go on shopping, and we won't disturb you. Miss Lu, your Highnesses, goodbye!"

After that, he took AI Shui to the mahjong hall.

Chusihan shook his head helplessly, the cloud quack quack, or so careless.

"Apart from architecture and clothing, there is no difference between the two prefectures."

Song Yufeng didn't know when he had changed into an ancient costume. He still held a landscape painting fan in his hand, and slowly fanned it.

Don't say, it looks elegant in ancient clothes.

"What else?" Chusihan raised his eyebrows. "Isn't the structure of the underworld the same?"

"So it is."

Song Yufeng nodded slightly. He looked at Chu Sihan and said, "don't you go to see your father and your hall?"

Chusihan said in a low voice, "they should not be in the hell."

His father takes his mother to the world for the Spring Festival every year, because his mother says that the taste of the world is more abundant