Pixiu sat on the sofa and said, "Help me first."
"Let me meet someone first." Feng Dadi held the newspaper and raised his eyebrows and said, "You have to smile when you ask someone to do something. Why do you have a sour face when you come to your place, as if I owe you money? I Thinking about it, it's not that I cheated your money and ran away."
As soon as he mentioned that Qian Pixiu was deceived, his face darkened. He glared at Feng and asked, "Which pot can't be opened and raised, right?"
"Don't dare." Feng Dadi looked at him: "Really, ask someone to come out and I'll take a look, and I'll check it for you right away."
Pi Xiu didn't speak, but Wen Xi took the initiative to show up, a puff of smoke floated out of the Jade Buddha, stood beside Pi Xiu, smiled at Emperor Fengdu, and bowed in a salute.
"This kind of ceremony is not fashionable now." The surnamed Feng stood up from the desk and walked over, reaching out to Wen Xi and saying, "Now we all shake hands."
Wen Xi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shook hands with him.
"Introduce myself, my name is Feng Du." Emperor Fengdu smiled at Wen Xi.
Wenxi followed his example and said, "My name is Wenxi."
The two people separated, and Feng Du didn't need Pi Xiu to speak. He consciously returned to the desk and said, "Tell me your name, date of birth, and birthplace."
Pi Xiu took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over. The teenage Xiaokai on it was so beautiful and beautiful, Feng Du glanced at it and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Your heart is well written."
"Check your stuff, so less nonsense." Pixiu said with a cold face.
However, Wen Xi glanced at the words and couldn't help but admire: "Although Jia Suzhen is an actor from a theater, the handwriting is really good."
Feng Du raised his eyebrows while checking: "Oh, old skin, it sounds like you have more than one heart."
Pi Xiu sneered: "What do you think I'm doing? Seven apertures and exquisite hearts."
"It seems that I misunderstood, I'm sorry." Feng Du turned the computer screen over: "Let's see if the result is correct."
Wen Xi looked at the haggard face on the screen, recalled it carefully, remembered the hurried glance in his grandfather's study before, and then nodded and said, "It's him."
"After thinking about it for so long, I can't make a mistake." Pi Xiu frowned, "If I make a mistake, I'll change it for you."
Feng Du smiled and said, "How can you say that, if you make a mistake, just come again."
"Check where his reincarnation is in this life." Pi Xiu moved his fingers, and a touch of gold flew past Wen Xi's eyes and fell into Feng Du's arms: "I'll invite you to dinner in two days."
Feng Du put the gold in his arms on the table and raised his eyebrows: "Can the friendship between you and me be measured by gold?"
"Then what are you doing?" Pixiu glanced at him.
Feng Du: "Gold is too cheap, how can it be calculated by merit."
This thing of merit is randomly dropped. Sometimes you save someone with good intentions, but the result is a serial murderer. If you do bad things with good intentions, that's how fucked up.
But these monsters now have a goal of merit every year. Just like the KPI of mortals, ordinary people will deduct money if they fail to complete the KPI, and they will deduct their lives if they fail to achieve the goal of merit.
After three or four years, four or five years, some little monsters will be three or four hundred years old, and who can stand it
Emperor Fengdu has a high position and a long lifespan, and his goals for merit and virtue are also high. Every year at the end of the year, he loses his back because of this matter. Now that he has the opportunity, he naturally refuses to let it go.
He lowered his voice and leaned over: "I'll share the merits and virtues, I'll help you get out of the relationship, and give your heart to the social security account without collecting money. You don't want him to be a black household all the time."
Pixiu didn't eat his set: "Unfortunately, in the fall, I will personally send him to reincarnate."
Feng Du was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Pi Shimei to be so ruthless and ruthless, that the person beside his pillow could also make such a ruthless attack without thinking of any friendship. As expected of an ancient demon, a virtuous breed with no buttholes.
But after being friends for so many years, Pixiu is no longer a thing and has no trouble with himself. As a brother and a friend, Feng Du still put on a smile on his face professionally and said, "It's okay to reincarnate, I'll arrange for your parents and the family's wealth. Wan Guan has been loved all his life with a luxurious gift package, so that he can live comfortably in the next life without encountering any bad things."
"Using you to arrange? I don't know how to ask someone to prepare it myself?" Pi Xiu was bitten to death and refused to let go of any merit.
Feng Du also refused to back down: "Why are you so stingy? Husband and wife for one night, how come you have slept with you, can't you let him live a better life in the next life?"
Wen Xi frowned upon hearing this. It's all messed up. They slept before, and the two of them simply slept on the same bed. The relationship between the pillow and the master was very friendly. How could it become a peach topic in their mouths
Wen Xi: "No need, things in the next life will be arranged by God."
When I was alive, my parents and my family were wealthy, but later on, being loved turned into a lifetime of sadness. Wild dogs can also come up and take a bite.
Feng Du saw his sullen face, and felt even more pitiful in his heart. Such a beautiful woman made a wrong payment with affection and was unkind to others. He had seen a lot of this kind of misery on bosom friend, but he didn't expect his friend to be such a scumbag.
He slapped the table: "No need to say more, I will definitely take care of your reincarnation, and you will be prosperous, wealthy, and happy in your next life. Just keep your eyes open in the future, and don't trust others."
Pixiu frowned when he heard the words: "You fucking buy and sell?"
Feng Du said firmly: "Fart, he and I are the same ghost body, but we just have the same disease and pity each other!"
"Stop talking, I'll give you five points." Pi Xiu was very annoyed and didn't want to entangle with this black-hearted old ghost: "Five points can't be more, Tiandao testifies!"
Like a college student, Tian Dao was paralyzed in a deep sleep in a coma all year round, and Pixiu couldn't believe that he could now wake up and hear his own words.
After he finished speaking with a fluke, there was a sudden sound of thunder outside the window, and there was a vague causal connection between Feng Du and Pi Xiu.
Pixiu: …
Pixiu: Grass Nima!
I estimate that I am on the key list of this dog than Tiandao, grabbing my speech in real time, as long as the two key bytes of Tiandao are included in the field of my speech, it will be marked.
Grass! Good for you!
Pi Xiu was so angry that he pointed at Cangtian and wished he could say a few more greetings, but Feng Du grabbed him and pulled his hand off.
The old ghost smiled like a spring flower in February, hugged Pi Xiu's arm tightly and said, "Then we'll agree, old skin, you can't go back if you want me to do whatever you want, just say it, don't do it. Be polite to me."
Pixiu was furious: "I want you to die, will you die?"
Feng Du smiled: "Good brother, I knew you were reluctant to embarrass me!"
He has been dead for thousands of years, and he cannot die any longer. Pixiu is indeed his good brother. Although he smokes, drinks, fights and plays with men, he is still his own good brother!
He sat back in his seat and operated on the computer for a while, cleaned up the reincarnation of the Wu Yan brothers, and showed it to Pixiu.
In this life, Brother Wu was just eighteen, and he was in the dark before dawn. He was preparing for the upcoming college entrance examination in Beijing No. 8 Middle School. His surname was Wu again, and his name was Wu Zu. He was the same as in his previous life, but he was one character worse than Wu Yanzu.
But even though there was only one word difference, the image of the system certificate was really bad. Pi Xiu looked at the evil spirit of Huoyun, and he did not know how many times he was worse than Wu Xiucai, who had been in the past. cannot be recognized.
"It's really him?" Pixiu frowned, "I don't think he looks alike."
Feng Duyi waved his hand: "The ID photos are all like this, no matter how good-looking people are, you won't be able to take them for you. What's more, how can someone be reincarnated and look exactly the same as in the previous life? It's good to look like this, I have seen a person in a previous life. The beauty is like a flower, and the next life is like no salt."
He glanced at Wen Xi, who was standing on the side, and whispered, "Of course, our good friend for so many years, I will say hello in advance when I send him to reincarnate, and promise to be like this in the next life."
What kind of past life lover is a substitute in this life, as long as you want this kind of plot, as long as you have merit, the brothers will arrange it for you.
Wen Xi touched his face when he heard the words, and then took a photo at the reflective glass on one side, wondering if he was so good-looking that he could make this Pi not forget it
He doubted himself, completely ignoring Pixiu's increasingly dark face.
Pixiu squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "I really have nothing to do with him!"
Why don't you believe me, I really just picked up an ice pillow and came back to cool down!
He was so angry that his head was dizzy, his whole body was hot, he sat on the leather sofa in Feng Du's office panting heavily, took a sip of cold water on the table, and reached out to call Wen Xi over, but when he raised his hand, he realized that it was In front of Feng Du.
If Wen Xizhen was sitting on his lap in front of Old Gui Feng today, he would be the one who couldn't wash away his grievances after jumping the Yellow River 10,000 times.
It's too hard, it's too hard to insist on being a single male monster.
Wen Xi saw him stretch out his hand, so he used to hold it and walk over to ask, "What's wrong, it's getting hot again?"
"Stand still!" Pi Xiu withdrew his hand, wiped his face with the wet tissue in his pocket, stood up, took Wu Zu's life documents and said goodbye to Feng Du.
If you can't stay any longer, if you stay any longer, you will explode and die, and you will become one of the KPIs of ghosts in the underworld.
"Old skin."
Feng Du suddenly spoke up and stopped Pixiu who had already opened the door.
Pixiu looked back at him.
Feng Du: "The cause of death is unusual, the soul is very cold, and the bones should be placed with the extremely cold things. There is nothing wrong with you keeping him."
Pixiu paused and said nothing, took the door and left.
Wen Xi followed behind and wanted to ask, but didn't dare to ask. When he approached the elevator door, Pi Xiu shoved it into the Jade Buddha.
The two of them went back to the restaurant. Jia Suzhen, who had just stepped up the stairs and changed into modern clothes, followed. She cleaned up and put on light makeup. She was much more normal than the female ghost at the beginning.
Before "Boss Leather" Jia Suzhen could finish speaking, a stack of paper was stuffed into her arms.
Pixiu became impatient: "See for yourself."
"Thank you!" Jia Suzhen once again burst into tears.
She left happily. Pixiu realized that half of his merits had been credited, and he felt relieved. He put the Jade Buddha on the table and asked Wenxi to come out.
As soon as Wen Xi's feet landed, he couldn't help but ask, "What did Feng Du just say mean?"