Seeing Pi Xiu's gloomy expression, the three of Yue Lao immediately said goodbye and ran away, rubbing oil on the soles of their feet, for fear that this ancestor would kill them all and eat them all with one mouth.
Although it is not impossible to fight, but the fight is earth-shaking. If the city management officer comes, he will be fined for re-education. Money is not a problem, but re-education is really a headache.
Pi Xiu sat on the Taishi chair with a gloomy face, and Wen Xi clutched his chest and leaned to the side, half a meter apart, no one looked at each other.
Suddenly there was a future person who was not a human being, and Wen Xi couldn't stand it.
The temperature in the room gradually rose, and Wen Xi knew that Pixiu was angry without looking at it. He couldn't help thinking that he was not angry yet, why is this old monster so angry.
He is thousands of years old, and he is only a few hundred years old. The age difference is so big that even an old cucumber with green paint can't make up for the age difference.
Pixiu has been advocating singleism for thousands of years, and making money is the first priority in life. When other monsters cultivate again, he is making money, and when he is messing with human beings, he is making money, even when the first few disasters occurred. He also wanted to take the opportunity to make money.
The happiness when you make money is what you don't have. A lover may betray you, but money won't.
Thinking back on his actions towards Wen Xi these days, Pi Xiu's heart jumped, hugging and touching his hands.
"I don't know about this." Pi Xiu took the initiative to speak: "When I picked you up, I didn't know about the marriage line."
Wen Xi snorted, thinking that only ghosts believe.
Even if he was a ghost, he wouldn't believe the old monster Pixiu. If he really didn't know if he was hugging, hugging, or touching his hands, he would have been imprisoned for two years for sexual harassment.
"I hug you just because you are cool." Pixiu was still explaining.
He really just regarded this scholar ghost as a good-looking and comfortable ice pillow, and he had no other charms in his heart, and it was over in a cool way.
Wen Xi snorted: "That's how it is."
Pixiu frowned: "You don't believe it."
Wen Xi glanced at him, and immediately put a smile on his face and leaned over: "Why don't you believe it, what you say is what you say, I don't understand anything, so naturally I believe you."
The place where the two were touching cooled down instantly. Pi Xiu stared at the scholar who said Yan Yan, and wanted to reach out and hug it into his arms for a little comfort, but thinking of Yue Lao's words again, he couldn't swallow with a breath stuck in his chest.
Taotie Xi had something left on his body, otherwise, how could an ordinary ghost be so cool and comfortable in his arms.
To hug is to slap oneself in the face, but not to hug is too hot and uncomfortable.
The more Pi Xiu thought about it, the more tangled it became, the body temperature was still rising, and Wen Xi could see the hot air blowing out of his nose.
The scholar jumped in his heart, recalling that the three immortals seemed to have said that Pixiu would explode if he was angry.
Wen Xi thought about it, and felt that it was impossible to run. If she went out now, she might be directly sunburned to death. This kind of approach of seeking far away is really stupid.
Now that people are under the eaves, their lives are being held by this old monster. If he really wants to do something, he can only smell the perfume on his body, dry his tears and sleep with him.
Wen Xi figured it out, gritted her teeth and took the initiative to hug Pi Xiu, and asked softly, "Why does your body temperature rise when you get angry? Are all Pixiu like this?"
"No." Pi Xiu resisted the desire to hug and pushed Wen Xi away with his backhand: "Don't get so close to me."
"Why?" Wen Xi held his hand and put it on his face: "Aren't you hot?"
I was so mad that I was pulling and holding it before, so what is Liu Xiahui pretending to be like now
Pixiu felt the coldness of his palms and thought to himself who could escape this? No one can escape!
I really changed my human form for a few years, and after eating for a few years, I really regarded myself as a human being.
Only people pay attention to this and that, they are monsters, monsters only pay attention to strength, and those with big fists speak loudly. Wen Xi is not a human, so he doesn't have to abide by the rules of human beings.
What's wrong with hugging, it's an ice pillow ghost, so what if there is a marriage line, if I don't want it, its ancestors can't help the marriage line.
Wen Xi was still pulled into Pi Xiu's arms, sitting on his lap, the hands around his waist tightly wrapped, his body stiffened for a moment and then relaxed.
"You haven't answered my question, why are you so hot?" Wen Xi asked.
Pi Xiu hugged him with a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "Taotie deceived my treasure on the top of a mountain, but I couldn't find any trace of him, so I could only bleed blood and sacrifice to the sky, and let the Dao of Heaven give me some guidance."
Wen Xi looked at him: "And then? Didn't Tiandao help you?"
"It gave me five words."
"Tian Dao still speaks?" Wen Xi felt strange, and was full of curiosity to ask what those five words were.
Pixiu sneered: "You have today too."
Wen Xi was at a loss for words, frowned and said, "This is too... too outrageous, how can you say such a thing."
Pi Xiu said with a hint of melancholy: "Who knows, maybe he is jealous that I have money and it doesn't. After all, Heaven has no mother, and no one taught it how to speak."
Wen Xi jumped out of Pi Xiu's arms after hearing this, took a few steps back, and looked at him with a wary expression.
"What?" Pi Xiu was confused.
Wen Xi leaned against the wall and said calmly, "I'm worried that Tiandao will directly hit a thunderbolt, and I'm a little scared."
Pixiu's face darkened: "It's sleeping now and won't hear me."
"Then what did you do to provoke it to become like this." Wen Xi put on Pi Xiu's hand and asked suspiciously, "Did you just scold it like you did just now?"
Then don't rush to call Tiandao immoral for this surnamed Pi, this tiger must first be thankful that he was not killed by a thunderbolt, it is already a big fate.
Pi Xiu said angrily, "No, I didn't scold me so directly."
Wen Xi: …
He thought about it and scolded it quite euphemistically. He still scolded people when he went around and scolded people.
Touching the fan, Wenxi began to fan the flames again, comforting him: "Don't be angry, people can't talk well, and you can't learn from others."
"What's the matter, he doesn't have a mother and neither do I, it's even."
Wen Xi: …
Then you are quite powerful, and you are on an equal footing with the way of heaven.
Pixiu looked down at him, "Why do you talk to me like a child, do you think humans are smart?"
Wen Xi didn't speak anymore, just laughed while fanning.
"Speak, don't pretend to be dumb and scold me in your heart." Pi Xiu pressed his chin, Wen Xi leaned back and frowned, pretending to be sad.
Wen Xi: "How dare I scold you in my heart, I'm just thinking about the marriage line that Yue Lao said just now."
Speaking of the marriage line, the skin repairing face sank again, that little red line is not a good thing, it is purely a fancy thing that Tiandao likes to play with Lianliankan. Cutting and cutting constantly, pulling and pulling apart, monsters and gods could not avoid it, for fear that they would be implicated in their hearts and become the number one entertainment news gossip in everyone's mouth.
Everyone likes to watch the fun, but no one likes to be watched.
Pi Xiu was sullen, touched his phone and started sending a message, warning the three not to talk about the marriage line. Otherwise, he can think of how to spread himself outside.
Old trees are blooming, old houses are on fire, thousand-year-old Pixiu is a hundred-year-old kid, old couples and young wives can definitely be the headlines in the demon world.
There were two knocks on the door, and the monkey Jing asked the boss if he could come in and clean up. The guests who reserved the private room were coming to eat.
Boss Pi called to enter, and the man was still sitting on the chair of the master, and Hou Er Hou San came in lightly to clean up, for fear of attracting the attention of this master.
While waiting for Hou Er to pick up the painting left by Li Weizu on the table, Wen Xi said, "Send that painting upstairs."
Hou Er subconsciously looked at Pixiu's expression, and saw that the boss was pressing the phone as hard as he was facing the enemy.
It turned to look at his brother again, but he didn't expect that Hou San, a clever ghost, was far away from him, and he looked like he had nothing to do with me, who asked you to be a fool to touch the painting.
Wen Xi raised her eyebrows and leaned directly on Pi Xiu's shoulder, her face cold.
"Hey—" Pi Xiu gasped at his face, and the hands around his waist loosened: "What's wrong?"
Wen Xi glanced at the monkey two and said lazily, "Let your buddy put the painting upstairs, and I will tell him that he won't move."
Hearing the words, Hou Er didn't dare to move. He stood there holding the painting and stammered, "Boss, I, I didn't."
Pi Xiu frowned and glanced at Hou Er, Wen Xi noticed his expression and said, "It's okay, don't be angry, just ask him to send it up."
Pixiu wondered why he was so angry about this? But before he could say anything, he saw the monkey spirit bent down and bowed, then rushed out the door with the painting, and ran upstairs.
Pixiu: …
Wen Xi was proud, and seeing the other monkey spirit looking scared, she also felt that she lost interest, leaning on Pixiu and said, "It's not that there are guests here, let's go upstairs."
"Why didn't Li Weizu take that painting?" Pi Xiu stood up with one hand in his arms and walked out: "Don't let me see the gluttonous things."
Wen Xi felt that he was holding himself like holding a child. After struggling twice, it didn't work. He felt a little sullen in his heart, and said dissatisfiedly, "This is the same as holding a child."
Pixiu snorted: "A ghost who is only a few hundred years old is like a child in front of me?"
Boss Pi went upstairs with the child in his arms, and saw Hou Er standing tremblingly outside the bead curtain holding the painting, stammering with a white face, "Old, boss, I can't get in."
Pi Xiu frowned: "Speak well, I thought you were also a broom."
"Draw it for me." Wen Xi stretched out his hand.
Hou Er quickly handed over the painting, and saw the boss carrying the ghost in, only three steps and two steps and Zuo went downstairs and returned to his brother.
"Scared me to death, he, he actually sued the boss!" Hou Er swallowed: "The boss is so fierce, my legs are soft just looking at me."
Hou San sneered at him: "I told you to touch that painting."
"How do I know." Hou Er was wronged: "If I knew that he would sue, I would not hesitate."
Hou San patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too afraid. We are protected by the labor law. Big demons can't eat small demons casually. They will be fined for education. Especially our boss will not eat us for fines."
Pixiu gathers money but is the most arrogant. He is notoriously inaccessible. Taking money from him is no different from cutting meat. Otherwise, Pi Xiu wouldn't have insisted on looking for gluttons for so many years and refused to give up, even the Cowherd and Weaver Girl didn't have such a long relationship.
Lou Wenxi spread out the scroll and took a closer look, thinking that it was really strange recently, whether the Jade Buddha or the portrait, it was all his own things, and now they are all back to him.
Could it be that he really knew that gluttonous glutton, but he just didn't know its true colors
He rubbed the edge of the scroll, his hands paused, and he approached doubtfully and said, "Why is there blood here..."
Suddenly the portrait moved, and a burst of light came on.
Pixiu was soaking soap in the bathroom when he heard a scream from outside, his palms slipped, and the soap fell to the ground.