As we all know, Pixiu has no mother.
If you have to say yes, then it is the Heavenly Dao in the sky, but Pixiu doesn't want to admit it.
Pixiu sneered: "I jumped out of a rock crevice like Sun Monkey, with no father or mother." He knocked on the door of the Qibao Linglong Pagoda again: "There is no son here, whose mother are you? Come out and talk. "
"I can't come out." The gentle female voice said quietly: "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the one who just came in. No one will be locked in except my son."
The son who was locked in
Pi Xiu was stunned and suddenly realized: "Are you Madam Yin? Nezha is not here."
"Who was that person just now? Don't lie to me, third child, are you here? I'm A-Niang."
"I'm not the third prince." As soon as Wen Xi said, the voice in the Linglong Tower stopped abruptly, Pi Xiu called a few more times, and then Mrs. Yin asked slowly: "Where is Li Jingren? Who are you? Why is the Linglong Tower in your hands?"
"This is not something you should be concerned about, Madam." Pi Xiu rubbed his temples and thought to himself what kind of shit this is all about. It's all to blame for this idiot, Nezha. I don't know if his mother is still there, but it really was lotus root. cell wall organisms.
I'm so pissed, why do I have to participate in other people's family affairs every day as a bachelor? I suggest that the neighborhood committee or the Women's Federation come and pay him money as labor fees.
Boss Pi took out his phone with a dark face and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call your son."
He got up and put Wen Xi on the sofa, touched his face and comforted him and said, "Don't be afraid, it's Nezha's mother inside, not a ghost."
"I'm not afraid." Wen Xi held on to his clothes, waiting for him to lower his head before leaning into Pixiu's ear and saying, "I'm afraid she can inform Li Jing that the pagoda is here."
Mrs. Yin said faintly, "Don't worry, I don't want to see him even more than you do."
Pixiu glanced at the pagoda, dialed Nezha's number and said, "Your mother is here, come quickly."
Nezha glanced at the phone screen and frowned and said, "My mother is dead, what are you making a mentally retarded joke?"
Pixiu: "Really, your mother's soul is in your father's exquisite tower, clamoring to see you, and thinking of Wenxi as you."
Nezha was silent for a while, and then slowly made a doubtful voice: "...you let me listen to her voice, warn you, and lie to me for giving birth without an asshole."
Pi Xiu sneered, thinking that if it was his own kind, there would be no such thing. Who is the little bastard threatening
He put the phone close to the tower: "Your son's phone."
"... Son?" Madam Yin called out, and Nezha was silent for a while before saying, "I'll come over now, are you at home?"
Pixiu: "Yes, I suggest you come quickly. I'm very busy, and I don't have time to be my uncle to adjust family conflicts."
When he hung up the phone and waited for someone, Pixiu fed Wen Xi two bites of cake. The taste of chocolate was very fond of small things, which made him feel that spending money is actually not bad for the first time.
Boss Pi held Wen Xi's hand and asked, "How did you feel in the pagoda just now?"
"Dark." Wen Xi recalled the darkness in front of him just now, his head hurt and the fragmented picture flashed. He pressed his forehead against Pi Xiu and said, "It's pitch black, scary."
"You have to be bold." Pixiu laughed.
Wen Xi glanced at him and said nothing.
Mrs. Yin explained: "The appearance inside can be changed, but he just entered the fourth floor. I usually live on the fifth floor, and the lower floor has not been decorated."
Pixiu looked at Wenxi: "I'll go in with you later, and see what I can add to you. Do you want to sleep in it at night or stay in it for a while during the day?"
Wen Xi wanted to say that she didn't want to go in at all, when she heard a commotion downstairs.
The monkeys squeaked and shouted the third prince not to go up, but the sound of Nezha's roar had reached the corner of the stairs, and the hanging bead curtains also rang because of the rioting spiritual power on his body, but it was not as he wished. Broken all over the place.
Pi Xiu got up and walked over to the bead curtain and opened it, and said to Brother Hou Jing, "Okay, let him come up."
Nezha rushed to the table and stared at the golden Linglong Tower without speaking for a while. He turned his head and glanced at Wen Xi: "You went in? What did you see?"
Wen Xi shook his head: "It's pitch black, you can't see anything."
"Is the third one here?" Mrs. Yin's voice came out slowly, and Nezha directly stretched out Linglong Tower to pick it up, and said coldly, "Come out."
Mrs. Yin: "I can't come out."
Nezha: "I don't want to say it a second time."
Madam Yin sighed, the window on the fourth floor of the pagoda suddenly lit up, but the sky outside became gloomy. White spots of light appeared in the air, and the dark clouds in the sky became denser and denser. When the soul in the room was clear, the long-awaited lightning bolt ripped apart the sky.
Nezha had just seen Madam Yin's appearance, and she had already returned to the pagoda. But the lightning and thunder outside the window continued, and all the staff and customers in the store looked uneasy at the sudden thunderstorm.
Especially the non-human guests, who have already started to meditate on the dear Lord of the Supreme Heavenly Venerate Namo Amitabha, don't let that thing above be angry and scold God for thundering!
Ren Jiao looked up in the kitchen for a while, wiped his hands and called Monkey Four Monkey San in to help. He took off his apron and went upstairs. He pulled up the bead curtain and said impatiently, "Okay, Laopi, don't be angry, The little broom didn't bring an umbrella today, so if it rains later, I won't be able to go back... grass!"
The pagoda in Nezha's hand shone brightly, Ren Jiao was dumbfounded for a moment, and asked in a daze, "Are you... a woman who voted for a pagoda and came back?"
Pixiu: …
He touched his face, and found that Nezha was staring at the pagoda without blinking. When he realized that the situation was not right, he quickly set a barrier and asked, "I said where did the two masters sing? How did you fix this pagoda? ?"
Wen Xi coughed lightly: "You lower your voice."
Nezha ignored Ren Jiao, just stared at Linglong Tower and asked, "You're not dead, why didn't you come to see me?"
"I was originally dead, and was killed by your father again..."
Nezha interrupted her irritably: "I don't have a father!"
"... The soul was brought back by Li Jing. I stayed in the tower and couldn't go out. He didn't tell anyone that I was still there." Mrs. Yin's tone paused, and then persuaded: "Don't be angry, he just doesn't want to let me go. Walk."
Nezha didn't speak, but the hand holding Jinta got tighter and tighter, and the joints began to turn white.
Without avoiding the others in the room, Pi Xiu raised his brows and said in Wen Xi's ear, "Look, I didn't lie to you, this golden pagoda can nourish the soul."
Nezha glanced at him: "Boss Pi, I'm going to take this tower away."
"Impossible." Pixiu refused and said decisively, "If you take Linglong Tower away, Li Jing will find you sooner or later, so it's better to be safe by my side."
Nezha sneered: "If Boss Pi wants to make room for my mother to be arrested for his heart, that's not..."
"There's no need." Pi Xiu said lightly, "I'm not a jerk, and I'm not your shrewd father. I don't need the third prince to be so vigilant."
Mrs. Yin took the opportunity to say, "Don't worry, if you take me with you every day, you are more likely to be discovered by you... Li Jing might as well leave me here."
Nezha glanced at the room: "Is there a guest room?"
Pixiu: "There is one, what's wrong?"
Nezha: "I want to stay here too."
Pixiu: "Yes, the rent is 3,500 a month. For the sake of acquaintances, I'll give you five. It's 3,000 a month, not including water and electricity. You can connect to the wireless network at will."
Wen Xi pulled Pi Xiu and told him not to go too far.
Nezha didn't give in too much: "Linglong Tower can stay here, 5,000 a month, for the sake of acquaintances, I will give you a 20% discount, 4,000 a month, there is no limit to the number of souls, and the interior can be decorated at will."
Pi Xiu scolded the nonsense, so he would give Nezha three thousand.
Wait a minute, if you become a second landlord and sublease the remaining empty floor to other ghosts, just make a big shop and your income will be doubled directly...
no!
Pixiu braked in time. The fewer people who know Linglongta's affairs here, the better, not to mention that Wenxi's young master doesn't want to live with so many lonely ghosts.
Pi Xiu thought and waved: "Forget it, I'm joking with you, the rent is not needed, but you have to make up for Pi Jubao at night."
"I'm his teacher, that's natural." Nezha gently placed the golden pagoda on the table and smiled suddenly with Ren Jiao's unkind eyes: "Does this fish know about the pearl?"
"What pearl?" Ren Jiao frowned.
Nezha smiled and pointed to his eyes: "Of course it refers to the pearls that you cried out of your eyes. They are big, round and full." He took out one from his pocket and threw it at Ren Jiao: "Just in the second lame man of the dragon clan. Found it in the underground of KTV, there are so many hills there."
Ren Jiao took the bead and looked at the lamp, thinking that it was the merman who cried out, not the lotus root man who deceived himself with cultured pearls.
"Do you want me to give you the address of the KTV? Just... "
"No, I haven't been a big brother for many years." Ren Jiao put the beads in his pocket and said coolly: "I'm just an ordinary fish king who works as a cook in a restaurant."
Nezha watched Ren Jiao leave, turned his head and asked, "Is he in conflict with his clan."
Pi Xiu nodded: "Do you know the conditions for the shark candidate to choose the shark emperor?"
"Faster, higher, stronger?" Nezha raised his eyebrows
Pixiu: "These are also considered, the more important thing is to look at the face. At that time, his face was struck by the thunder, and he became stronger and ugly, and the mermen began to dislike him. When I met him, I was trying to climb ashore myself. If you dry yourself to death, you have no will to survive."
Wen Xi wondered: "Then how did you save him later?"
The old monster doesn't look like a good-hearted guy who can comfort people, let alone hear any positive energy from his mouth.
Pixiu said calmly, "I didn't do anything, he saw Qiu Fu."
"What does it have to do with him?" Wen Xi was even more confused.
Pixiu: "Qiu Fu is so ugly, Ren Jiao was stunned when he saw him, saying that such an ugly person is still alive, and it would be a waste to die."
Wen Xi: …
Nezha:…
Ren Jiao deserved to be struck by lightning.