Chapter 411 Wearing a Wedding Dress

Jiang Ningning was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

In her small shop, she was not shocked when Po Meng came.

After all, the Lord of Hell and the Judge are both frequent visitors.

But when Po Meng came, she could still talk to her, Angkor, who was still alive. This was outrageous!

Jiang Ningning looked at her Angkor.

Her eyebrows were furrowed. She had been working for a day, and her tired face showed no expression. She looked at the old lady who came in with a slumped face, "Are you Po Meng?"

The old lady walked in with the yellow spring soup, "Ang, what should you do?"

Jiang Ningning:......

Her brother Wu didn't even twitch his eyebrows, "It's not that bad, that's all, I won't be transferred."

Jiang Ningning:......

You don’t want to be transferred?

Is this a question of whether you will be transferred to another position or not?

Probably because he was too shocked, or because he was used to treating her as an elder, Jiang Ningning felt a little more innocent in front of her brother Ang.

I couldn't hold it back and asked, "Brother Angkor, this is Po Meng, Po Meng, the Po Meng who feeds people yellow soup by the Naihe Bridge. Are you not surprised at all when you see her?"

She, Brother Ang, looked at Jiang Ningning, her tired eyes a little bright, "Aren't you also surprised? Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."

Jiang Ningning:......

Damn it!

Is this how the word is used?

He took a breath without saying anything and could only say to Po Meng: "What's the matter with you coming so late at night?"

Po Meng's eyes were still looking at her Angkor, "It's okay. Zhong Kui is not free today. He asked me to come over and help catch a ghost. I happened to pass by your store and wanted to come in and buy two skirts to wear to the dance next month. You Got a customized one? Take it out and let me take a look."

Said he wanted to take a look.

But his eyes were still fixed on her Angkor.

Give her Angkor...

He licked his lips and asked very vigilantly: "Do you want to be transferred to another position?"

Po Meng:......

I can go to your uncle's house.

I am transferred to a position like Meng Po to become a criminal police officer?

Do you still have any scientific knowledge?

Very speechless, Mrs. Meng said, "Whose public servants from the underworld can come to work in the human world after being transferred to another post? Can you open this back door for me?"

She, Angkor, was confident, "It's not my responsibility to transfer posts. How can I open the back door for you? I'm a criminal policeman. Even if I open the back door for you, you won't be able to come back to life. At most, the unjust case will be reopened."

Po Meng:......

Jiang Ningning:......

Po Meng sighed, put the Huangquan soup on the counter, rolled up her sleeves and asked, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts? Why can you, a living person, see me?"

Her Angkor looked puzzled, "Is it your fault?"

Jiang Ningning:......

Po Meng:......

Lest she, Brother Ang, might make Po Meng angry, Jiang Ningning quickly took out the custom-made brochure and said, "Look, these skirts are particularly suitable for dances. Which one do you want to choose? They are all in stock and can be given to you now."

Po Meng glared at her Angkor angrily.

Then he pointed to a skirt in the custom-made album and said, "That's it, burn it for me now."

Jiang Ningning:......

"This is a wedding dress."

Po Meng said in a bad tone, "I can't wear a wedding dress? Men can wear it, but I, a female ghost, can't wear it?"

Jiang Ningning:......

Good guy!

All of them carry guns and sticks!

Why are you so angry!

"Yes, if you can wear it, I'll give you some now?"

Meng Po raised her chin and said, "Click!"

The stainless steel basin was delivered with a swish of a sledgehammer.

Jiang Ningning took a custom-made wedding dress, put it in a stainless steel basin and burned it, chanting Po Meng's name while burning it.

The wedding dress here turned into a puff of smoke.

Over there, Po Meng was dressed in a snow-white wedding dress.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she felt a picture flashing through her mind. It seemed that a long, long time ago, there was a girl wearing white clothes standing in front of him.

Po Meng Po was holding Huangquan soup, looking at her Angkor faintly, then sneered, turned and left.

"Wait a minute." Angkor caught up with her, "Have we met before?"

Jiang Ningning: Huh?

Po Meng turned around with a sneer in her eyes, "You're thinking shit!"

Finished.

gone.

She, Brother Wu, stood there with a frown, looking at the back until the other person disappeared. He turned to look at Jiang Ningning, "Was that your friend just now?"

"Do you know Angkor?" Jiang Ningning asked.

She glanced outside the door.

She knew that Mrs. Meng was standing at the door and did not leave.

She, Brother Wu, looked at Jiang Ningning and pursed her lips, "She looks like a prisoner I captured."

Po Meng outside:...

grass!

He took Huangquan Tang and left indignantly.

When the person walked away, Jiang Ningning was about to speak. She, Angkor, suddenly wiped her face, exhaled slowly, and asked Jiang Ningning, "Do you believe in past and present lives?"

Jiang Ningning felt that something was wrong with Angkor today.

But after a quick calculation, nothing can be calculated.

She didn't answer.

She Angkor said to herself.

“I’m not supposed to see ghosts, right?

"But I can see her, I... I have always remembered her in my mind. I have always remembered her. I don't know when I started to remember her. I didn't know that I remembered her before, but the moment I just saw her, I was sure that I Remember, I remembered it for a long time, as if I was born to argue with her when I was talking to her, but I felt uncomfortable in my heart."

Jiang Ningning asked: "Because she looks like the criminal you arrested before?"

Angkor shook his head, "She was at the door just now."

He said that on purpose.

But why she said that deliberately, Angkor herself didn’t know.

He raised his hand to touch his heart and said to Jiang Ningning, "Am I too tired? It hurts here and it's so empty. Why do I remember her? You said she was Po Meng, why do I remember Po Meng?"

His Angkor's eyes are red.

It's like I could cry in the next moment.

Jiang Ningning was at a loss.

Raise your hand.

Make a secret.

Memory erasure technique.

Send it directly to Angkor Angkor.

The 1.8-meter tall man with strong bones was knocked down by Jiang Ningning with one move.

Jiang Ningning is hugged by a princess——

Put the person who has passed out on the sofa.

"Girl, can you take me home?" The old zombie jumped up to Jiang Ningning and continued to ask.

Jiang Ningning handed him a talisman.

Photograph him and freeze him.

After ordering them to take care of Angkor with a sledgehammer, Jiang Ningning didn't waste a minute and died directly in the underworld.

She had to ask.

The underworld.

Jiang Ningning went straight to the Palace of Hell.

The Lord of Hell and the Judge were playing backgammon. When they heard that the ancestor was here again, the Lord of Hell was so frightened that he put away the chessboard, turned around and ran towards the backyard.

Just rushed out.

I saw Jiang Ningning riding over the wall and riding over the wall.

Lord Yama:...

"Why the hell did you climb over the wall again!"

Jiang Ningning stepped forward, grabbed Lord Yama's hand and asked, "What is the relationship between Brother Ang and Po Meng?"

The Prince of Hell froze with anger on his face and looked at Jiang Ningning in surprise, "Why do you ask this?"

Is this a story?

Jiang Ningning followed and said, "Mother Meng went to my store today, and she wore a wedding dress in front of my brother Angkor."

"Why is she so restless!" the judge shouted angrily. (End of chapter)