Entering the top floor suite, Ning Huan Xin gave the doorman two hundred yuan bills as tips. She found a place to put the luggage.


    I''ve arrived at the hotel.


    Ning Huan Xin sat on the comfortable sofa, took out her mobile phone and sent a message in the wechat group.


    After a few seconds, the crowd became lively again -


    unjust death Ghost: Well, that Just fine. How is your sister-in-law?


    Doggerel: Well, it''s good.


    Ning Huan Xin doesn''t know how to say it.


    There are different paths between man and ghost, even if the feelings are strong, the distance between life and death is not equal.


    Faceless Ghost: honey, can you send my mask to huangquan express? How can I have the face to meet people in the sun? I''ll send you the address. Today is July 14, until the 15th, huangquan express is open all day.


    Doggerel: Oh, OK, I''ll do it in a minute.


    It turns out that when it comes to the Zhongyuan Festival, the express of the underworld is not only on holiday, but also on call 24 hours a day?


    What a conscience of the industry!


    Ning Huan Xin found the official account of Huang Quan express in WeChat, then chose the yang to send the pieces, and determined his own coordinate position.


    This series of operations, she has been very skilled.


    Within seconds, her door rang.


    Rather happy to run to open the door, or familiar with the yellow spring express work clothes, familiar cap, but in front of the person is not Yin and Yang eyes Song Yi, but a small girl in a small blue skirt.


    "Hello, huangquan express. I''m the receiver kite. "


    The little kite stood at the door, smiling at Ning Huanxin.


    "Hello, come on in. Are you a regional receiver in Donghai city?"


    Ning Huan Xin flew the little kite in, and asked while walking.


    "Oh, no, I just came here to help. Miss, you know today is July 14, and July 14 to July 15 is the mid Yuan Festival. What day is it? That''s your double eleven! The express communication between the sun and the underworld will be a mountain! All the express companies are out of stock! "


    Ning Huanxin


    Well, indeed, there are Valentine''s day, double eleven, double twelve in the sun, and there are also Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival and Chongyang Festival in the underworld!


    "How about your express, miss?"


    The little kite blinked and looked around Ning Huanxin.


    "Wait a minute."


    Ning Huan Xin turned to his suitcase and found two masks he had chosen for the faceless ghost. He scanned it with his mobile phone and immediately packed it automatically.


    "Ah? It turns out that you also have the underground system, your own people


    Little kite didn''t know when she stood behind Ning Huanxin. Seeing Ning Huanxin''s mobile phone screen, she couldn''t help smiling at her: "Oh, I remember, you are the human that Song Yi said!"


    "Do you know Song Yi, too?"


    Rather happy heart a Leng, some curiously asked a small kite.


    "Why not? Elder brother Song Yi It''s my benefactor. "


    Speaking of Song Yi, little kite''s eyes are shining. She was originally a ghost girl who had lost her memory. She was about to disappear in the world. It was Song Yi who accidentally met her and saved her and introduced her to huangquan express. Although She is usually just a logistics juggernaut of huangquan express, but occasionally when the express station is busy, Song Yi will ask her to help deliver and pick up the express.


    "Before, I had no thoughts and no feelings, but since I worked in huangquan express, I gradually had my own feelings."


    The little kite smiles at Ning Huanxin.


    Although she is just a ghost, she is also eager to have the joys and sorrows, knows the joys and sorrows, is not a numb ghost.


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