The Queen Mother of the West stood at the door, not knowing whether to enter or retreat, she glanced at the floor unintentionally, and her attention was immediately drawn to the fat leftover lying on the ground.
What a fat bird! Frying and frying are all good!
"Here?" Pi Xiu raised his chin when she saw her coming, and Su An immediately served tea and snacks to the Queen Mother of the West.
Fei Yi lay on the ground and was looked at by the Queen Mother of the West. The sense of crisis locked by the hunters enveloped him. He lost a few hairs uncontrollably, and the temperature in the room rose again.
The Queen Mother of the West felt that something was wrong, and she raised her brows and said angrily, "Stop the demonic energy! It's only May! Red warnings for high temperatures in the region are not allowed!"
Fei Yi was yelled, and shaking Suosuo said, "I am the victim."
"What is the Queen Mother of the West doing here?" Li Jing asked with a bad expression.
The Queen Mother of the West didn't take his face to heart, she flipped her hair and said lazily, "There was a fight in the square in front. I just came back from the fight, and I stopped by for a cup of tea."
She glanced at Feiyi: "Is Li Tianwang finished? I happened to meet Nezha when I came here. Could it be that your father and son still have an appointment?"
When he heard Nezha's name, Li Jing's expression changed. He glared at Pi Xiu, who was sitting silently on the side.
On the way back to the supervisory office, I listened to the whole thing from beginning to end, and then took the person back to the interrogation room to ask a few questions.
Li Jing found out that it was indeed the unlucky bird. His own people didn't understand that they had stabbed Pi's heart in advance, and he personally apologized and was targeted by Pi's, almost losing his life.
Li Jing educated him a few words, warning Feiyi not to engage in the underworld to force Lai Lai to do that, and he let him go when he was too scared to lose his hair.
Erlang Shen came back from the outside, just in time to see Li Jing come out with a fat leftover, the oncoming heat made him frown, and subconsciously turned his head and told the roaring dog not to stick out his tongue.
"How did you bring the fat legacy back?" Yang Jian asked.
Li Jing: "No way, if I don't bring it back, I will be eaten by Pixiu's son as an insect repellant."
Yang Jian looked back at Fei Yi, who was walking out of the door with the help of Ma Zai. The sky above his head opened and closed for a moment. He didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He turned to look at Li Jing and said, "Have you brought your cell phone?"
Li Jing wondered: "I brought it, what's wrong?"
"Exactly, come and vote for our family Xiaotian..."
The roaring dog stood on one side with a dark face, staring at Yang Jian, wondering if he should turn around and leave now, or just kick and walk away.
Fat Yi sat in the car picked up by the horse and wiped his sweat, and was relieved until the sign of the Supervisor's Office completely disappeared from the back window. Doudou Suosuo took out his mobile phone to make a call.
The phone rang several times before it was picked up, and the signal over there was not good. It took a stumbling and stumbling to hear a tone or two, and it took a while for the voice on the other side to become clear.
A gloomy voice asked, "Why are you calling now?"
"Lord Jieji, I, I just came out of the Pixiu store." Fei Yi said carefully: "Sir, there is a ghost beside Pixiu, but I didn't smell any scent from him, but he was full of inside and out. It's Pi Xiu's demonic energy, so he probably slept."
There was silence on the phone for a while, and then Jie Zhi said, "What about those idiots under your command? Have you seen it?"
"Look at it." Fei Yi nodded while holding the phone: "I went to see it yesterday, and they don't have anyone else's demonic energy in them."
"Idiot, I just went to see it yesterday. The demonic energy on their bodies must have been dissipated. You can find a fart!" Except him! No one dares to touch my people!"
Fei Yi did not dare to speak when he heard the swearing on the other side, thinking that Pixiu would dare, but he didn't say it, or else the adults would let him deal with the Pixiu, wouldn't it be delivered to the door as a pest control
When Jairui finished his temper, Fei Yi asked, "Sir, what do you need me to do now?"
Jairui thought for a while: "I don't need to do anything, just stare at the Pixiu shop and pay attention to whether there are any gluttons nearby. And... "
Fei Yi listened carefully to the customer's request: "You say what you say."
"I read on the forum that they made a male fairy to vote? Why is my vote count so low, you ask someone to vote for me, and I want to take the first place!"
Fei Yi's eyes suddenly darkened, and he thought that the first is Yang Jian, a handsome man, capable of gold, literacy, and martial arts, a civil servant with an iron job, a car and a house, and the ideal spouse for both parents who died. Immortals and monsters are recognized as the number one male god.
No matter how loyal and loyal he is, a die-hard fan, and he leads his younger brother to shoot day and night, even if he takes his head to shoot, it can't compare to the casual shooting of passers-by fans.
Fei Yi began to try to dispel the impossible fantasy of Jie Ji: "Actually, sir, you don't need to dwell on these vulgar names. Even if you don't have the title of the most handsome male fairy, you are the most handsome in our hearts..."
Jairui said: "Stop talking, I said if you want to be the first, you must be the first!"
The phone hangs up suddenly, and Fei Yi is confused with the mobile phone that has the busy tone, not knowing how he should exist.
The truth of the small holding the joy, the big holding the injury, and the strong holding the ashes, why can't Lord Jieji understand it
When Ren Jiao came back with a small broom, the restaurant was already empty, and Jia Suzhen swept a few bird feathers on the ground into the trash can, so that the child would not be angry at the garbage as soon as he came back.
"Where's the fat bird?" Ren Jiao looked around the store, wrinkled his nose and asked, "Go away?"
Jia Suzhen nodded, smiled with the broom and said, "Mr. Wen and Boss Pi are both upstairs."
The little broom went upstairs with his schoolbag on his back. The suddenly cold air made him sneeze. Ren Jiao lifted the curtain for him and asked Pixiu, who was resting on the sofa with his eyes closed, "Why do you put that Did the bird let go?"
"If you don't let go, how can you lead the big head out?" Pi Xiu said lazily.
Ren Jiao frowned: "Could it be possible to find a fatter fatter than the one just now? Birds that are so fat are rare now."
Pixiu: …
It seems true that fish have no brains.
Wen Xi came out of the bedroom, holding a packet of granules in his hand and called a small broom over: "The anti-insect medicine is here, come and eat."
Ren Jiao looked at Pi Xiu as an old monk, and the scar on his face was a little distorted: "Do you know that when I went to pick him up, Nezha's lotus root monster looked at me with murderous eyes, and I was struck by his yin and yang weirdness. After talking for a while, you finally brought people back and you told me that the bird was gone?"
"What's the hurry, it's not that your bird is gone." Pi Xiu glanced at him: "Nezha, that weird boy hates seafood for a day or two, it's normal to see that you don't look good."
While the broom was obediently taking the anti-insect medicine, Wen Xi asked, "Did the teacher say anything when you asked for leave?"
"No." The little broom shook his head: "But he asked me when to change my name."
Wen Xi was stunned: "I'll discuss it with your dad again, and I'll change it for you tonight."
Pi Xiu glanced at Wen Xi and said to the small broom, "Pi Jubao, take out your mobile phone and vote for your father and me. You didn't vote for Ren Jiao secretly, did you?"
The little broom shook his head: "No, no, he's ugly!"
Ren Jiao's face darkened: "Who is ugly?"
He was also a grass in the South China Sea, a flower in the shark, and a face that was envied by the heavens.
Pi Xiu was relieved, and stretched out his hand to ask his son to vote for him. Who knew Xiao Shao shook his head while holding the phone: "No, I voted for the teacher."
"Which teacher? Nezha?" Pi Xiu frowned.
The little broom nodded.
Pi Xiu was out of breath, thinking that everyone else is fat and water does not flow into the field of outsiders, so he kept his elbows and turned out. Except for Wen Xi who voluntarily voted for himself, the rest of the people in the store, if they hadn't started talking in the group early, would have voted for Yang Jian!
He took a deep breath and tried to calmly announce his death to Ren Jiao: "Get up early tomorrow, and breakfast for those immortal officials will be served tomorrow."
Ren Jiao: "Why is the time so tight?"
Pi Xiu said indifferently, "There's no reason. You're a fool if you don't earn money delivered to your door."
In order not to be a fool, Pixiu made the entire restaurant staff busy as dogs. The monkey spirit was busy using both hands and feet, even holding a spoon and noodles at the tail. The environment is clean and beautiful.
Pixiu didn't sleep all night. After giving Wu Zu's get out of class, he got up and went into the kitchen to help Ren Jiao. The high-grade tonic soup cooked once a month came out of the mountain again.
In order to solicit votes, the boss Pi will do whatever it takes, mortals have to spend money to drink, monsters and gods can drink for free, but they have to vote for the most handsome man, Pi Xiu.
Of course it's okay to spend money without voting, but the money needs to be doubled.
A group of greedy old people dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, but they couldn't beat them with their hands. At that time, they would lose their share in front of the juniors.
Pixiu held his phone and watched the votes rise little by little. He was in a good mood and waved his hand to call for the next one.
"Can you get soup by voting?"
A voice of 258,000 to 80,000 sounded, Pi Xiu raised his head and looked at Nezha.
Nezha raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
"Yes." Pi Xiu said with a smile, "Third prince, rare guest."
Nezha voted with his fingers, and said lazily, "Master said that Old Ancestor Pi's soup can't be drunk without voting. His account voted for me early in the morning, so he had no choice but to call me here."
He didn't react until he clicked: "Why can a person only cast one vote a day? Then I don't have any more."
"Yes, yes!" The little broom came over with his schoolbag on his back, "I'll give it to the teacher."
Nezha's expression softened when he saw the broom, and he smiled at him: "That's not good, you are still young, you need to drink more soup to grow taller."
The broom took out his mobile phone and voted for him in front of Pi Xiu, then stretched out his hand to show his father, opened his eyes and looked at Pi Xiu pitifully and said, "Can you give it to the teacher?"
Pi Xiu put two bowls of soup and handed them over with a dark face, and asked at the small broom, "Who did you learn to be wronged and pitiful?"
"Mom taught me." The broom sold Wen Xi decisively, and followed Nezha to the table of the real Taiyi for breakfast.
Pixiu went back into the kitchen to add water and soup, and saw Ren Jiao standing in front of the stove wiping his tears.
Pi Xiu frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Little unconscience, I'm so good to him, let alone a bowl of soup, I haven't snatched a bone from his mouth." Ren Jiao wiped his tears and said that whoever gave lovesickness, it couldn't be Pi Jubao anyway. conscientious.
Pixiu: …