Xiao Nanzhu walked quickly in the corridor of his house, his expression was a little hurried, and he seemed to be running back all the way. Right after he separated from Zhang Chi, he started rushing home quickly, and at this moment, only what Zhang Chi had just said to him echoed repeatedly in his mind.
"Master Li, you have picked up a hot potato this time. Tai Sui was very valuable a few years ago. I don't know how many rich people are looking at it and hoping to get it. I have a business buddy in the provincial capital. The death of Mayor Li's daughter and wife is very strange. Maybe it was caused by Tai Sui or something else... So I'm telling you this now, just want you to be careful, Mayor Li asks you for help Many people know about the matter, in case some people who are not afraid of death find your house and go to…”
Zhang Chi said with an obscure expression, Xiao Nanzhu frowned and nodded as if he heard it. He also understands the special value of Tai Sui in the eyes of ordinary people, and he has no idea whether this ancient remedies are useful or not. What he only knows is that Tai Sui is not so much an elixir that can make people live forever, but rather a natural A source of disaster that can attract all kinds of evil.
After all, it has only been a few days. His family has been harassed by all kinds of evil spirits because of the existence of Tai Sui. Xiao Nanzhu, who knew in his heart that he had to hide not only from evil but also from ordinary people, nodded calmly, and then hurried back to his home.
When I got home, I saw that I was playing origami ingots on Qingming Festival at home. Tai Sui stayed in the bathtub without any major troubles. Seeing this, Xiao Nanzhu was stunned for a while, and then he felt a little nervous. , but he couldn't get rid of his unavoidable vigilance because of his past experiences, and after lighting a cigarette for himself, he threw the lock in his pocket and the bag onto the coffee table, and then a pair of Exhausted, he slumped on the sofa and sighed in relief.
"Why are you dragging this place like this, you haven't eaten, Qingming?"
Frowning, he glanced at the ground where the ashes had not been wiped clean, Xiao Nanzhu murmured in his mouth, making his face on the Qingming Festival not very good. Seeing him pursing his lips and not speaking, Xiao Nanzhu, who knew that he was always petty and could not stand criticism, didn't scold him anymore, just took out his mobile phone and lay back on the sofa, opened Weibo, and then said lazily,
"Speaking of which, I saw a joke on Weibo today, saying that Tomb-sweeping Day is the worst festival, because there are still people saying happy holidays on other festivals, only Qingming Festival can't say..."
"Who made up this shitty joke!!"
Angrily, he slapped the table off the table, and Xiao Nanzhu laughed when his angry nose was crooked on Qingming Festival. Seeing that he rushed over to grab the phone with him, Xiao Nanzhu put the phone away. After receiving it, he said angrily,
"What are you robbing, take a seat, sit tight, isn't it true that what they say is quite right, how happy are you on a day like this, I think we should create a special way of wishing for you, as well as festivals like the Mid-Autumn Festival, Let's call it Qingming Festival Sadness, how does it sound? How about I promote it to you on Weibo, forward it with the hashtag #清明节节 Sad#, and then do a lottery, and the prize is the paper money folded by myself on Qingming Festival... "
"Don't!! Don't!!! I don't!! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"
The more and more Xiao Nanzhu said, the more outrageous it became. Tomb-sweeping Day was so mad that he was about to turn his face. After teasing him, Xiao Nanzhu, who was satisfied, put away the phone when he saw it. I was just joking. Don't be in a hurry, wilt badly.
This situation naturally caused Qingming Festival to give him a stern look, and silently despised the indiscreet words and deeds of this third-rate teacher, and after collecting the basket of paper money under his feet, Qingming snorted. He glared at Xiao Nanzhu, and then took out a dozen paper money from his cuff.
At this moment, he is folding a dozen yellow papers, which is one of the few handicrafts he has mastered. Because it is a day for sacrifices, the Qingming Festival has a variety of origami money methods and a variety of tricks, but this Ingots and the like are generally folded and burned to the dead. It is strange to fold them all the way on Qingming Festival. Seeing this, Xiao Nanzhu looked at the pile of origami he had already folded, and then picked He frowned a little surprised and said,
"You've been doing this all morning at home? Who are you going to fold it for? Oh, this is a thousand paper cranes, right? What are you doing with yellow paper to fold a thousand paper cranes, Lord Qingming?"
"Shut... What's the matter with you!!!"
Impatiently, he replied like this, it was obvious that Xiao Nanzhu didn't want to pay attention to Qingming Festival, so he had a stinky face and a very uncooperative look. But his fierce mouth and unconsciously red ears betrayed him, and Xiao Nanzhu, who had a panoramic view of all this, hooked the corner of his mouth with a smile and said,
"It's still a secret. This thousand paper cranes are given away as soon as they look. Who do you like? Gu Yu? Lixia
"No! Don't guess!"
With a blushing face and a thick neck, he yelled at Xiao Nanzhu, Qingming was really annoyed at the moment, and it can be seen from this slightly rude expression. After all, he asked himself to be upright, not like Xiao Nanzhu thinking about love all day long. , so at the moment he threw the paper crane folded with paper money into the small basket.
After he met Han Shi last night, Han Shi taught him a lesson without saying a few words. Although New Year's Eve often used such words to teach him a lesson, compared to New Year's Eve, Qingming always felt that Han Shi's attitude made him even more annoyed, but he couldn't see Han Shi's lost soul, and the words to him If so, he was also puzzled.
"New Year's Eve is right... You really have been around for hundreds of years and haven't made any progress."
This sounded very inexplicable, Qingming Festival did not understand what Hanshi meant, but looking at his frost-white temples, he suddenly lost his voice. He could feel the despair in Han Shi's tone, and just after finally finishing the housework Xiao Nanzhu gave him today, he started to origami cranes with these paper money on Qingming Festival.
Speaking of which, Han Shi taught him this thing. In the past, when he was not as powerful as he is now, he was often tossed by some slightly powerful evil spirits. At that time, he was still a teenager, and he would only cry with red eyes and nose when he was angry, while the cold, statue-like Lord of Cold Food would fold a paper crane for him every time with paper money.
Because there is no other paper on hand, Hanshi can only fold with the paper money used for sacrifice. When Qingming cried, he folded it, and after it was folded, he put it in his palm. Han Shi Jun's white hair fell on his knees, and his handsome face also showed a sense of alienation. Qingming often stopped crying when he looked at it, but at this time, Han Shi would use an inexplicably soft tone to him. Say something.
"Qingming, don't be afraid."
Thinking like this, Qingming also woke up from the long memory, and after a while, he also broke a small basket. He actually didn't know why he folded these paper cranes, but thinking about the past, he couldn't help but do it, and after hearing him complain so much, Xiao Nanzhu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look It took a while for those paper cranes to show a somewhat clear expression.
"Oh, Han Shi likes you?"
"...What nonsense are you talking about! I have nothing with him!"
His voice suddenly became sharp, and Qingming's expression changed when he squeezed the yellow paper in his hand. He was not stupid, but he was blind because he was often overwhelmed by cold food. But no matter how clever he was, he couldn't hold back Xiao Nanzhu's direct words. Instead, Xiao Nanzhu smiled calmly after being yelled at by Qingming, and then squinted his eyes as if the old god was there and said,
"Ehhh, didn't you say what you guys have? What are you excited about? But let's make a bet, you go back and talk to Han Shi and see how he answers, then we'll see who is right and who is Wrong... how?"
"What?"
When he heard Xiao Nanzhu's words, he frowned. Qingming, who had a gut feeling that he must have no good idea, glanced at him suspiciously, his eyes were full of vigilance, but Xiao Nanzhu, who saw this, smiled lightly and then said: speak deeply
"Just tell him, Han Shi, I seem to like Master Li, and Master Li is too handsome and unrestrained for me not to like him. Do you think we are a good match (>^ω^