The bed curtain in the room was pulled, the air-conditioning wind blew through the bead curtain, and the crisp collision sound made Wen Xi frown.
He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the pure white ceiling in front of him for a while, feeling like he was in another world for a while, not knowing where he was.
"Awake?" Pixiu put down the book in hand, got up, walked to the bed and sat down.
Wen Xi just turned her eyes without turning her head, stared at him and asked, "How long have I slept?"
"It didn't take long, I just missed the supper at night." Pi Xiu stretched out his hand to help him up, but was stopped by Wen Xi.
Pixiu frowned, "What's wrong?"
"I... all the bones in my body are broken, don't touch me." Wen Xi glanced aside.
Pixiu was silent for a while and said coldly, "I think you're sleepy."
He took Wen Xi into his arms and weighed it, holding his thin white wrist and kissing his mouth: "It's all over, don't be afraid. You are a soul body now, who has the ability to break it bones?"
Wen Xi tried to move his hand and laughed: "I can really move."
Pixiu hugged him for a long time without speaking.
The old monster has lived for many years and knows that compared with monsters and gods, human beings are as fragile as a mustard grass, and he has always kept a distance from such fragile human beings.
Although they are involved in the fate of heaven and earth, although their beliefs can bring him merit.
But they are too fragile, and they will disappear into ashes if they are not careful, leaving no trace of them.
Pi Xiu hugged him, and for the first time began to assume that Taotie didn't fix Wen Xi's soul, and he didn't catch the bone jar himself. It is ridiculous to assume these past events on the basis of existing feelings, but the old monster cares about it, and it is inevitable to panic.
Wen Xi reached out and touched Pixiu's face, feeling the temperature under the palm of his hand, pinching him with his fingers bent: "Why are you getting angry again? It's so hot."
Pi Xiu lowered his head to rub his face and kissed his ear: "Don't worry, your bones will be repaired, and then I will use the best materials to reshape your body."
Wen Xi smiled: "Just like Nezha? Fight with lotus root?"
"The times are progressing, so don't mention the thousands of years of backward technology like lotus root." Pi Xiu sneered: "I will teach you 3DMAX, Maya modeling, and 3D printing."
Wen Xi turned around and took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes and said, "I remember how I died..."
"Shh—" Pixiu pointed his finger at his mouth, and looked at him with yellow pupils: "Don't tell me this, just tell me what you want to do."
"Whether you think your Wen family's grievances want me to find out for you, or avenge others, I'll do it for you."
The old monster said with a smile, and gradually tightened his waist around Wen Xi: "It's just that after I've done this for you, you will always be by my side and can't go anywhere."
Wen Xi stared at him and blinked.
"Do you understand the meaning of forever?" Pixiu touched his face, a little carelessly: "I have no next life, I will follow me in this life."
Wen Xi looked at him: "You know I can't be reincarnated, right?"
Pi Xiu was startled: "How did you know?"
"Before I died, a man came to the prison. He said that blood debts are paid for by blood, and the soldiers who died tragically at the border are uncertain, and people's souls must be used to store blood debts and cause and effect, and guide their reincarnation. The blood of the family is coming back."
Wen Xi said slowly and stopped suddenly, looking up at Pi Xiu, wondering if he should continue talking.
Pixiu thought he was thinking back to the past and was afraid, and patted him on the back to comfort him: "Don't think about it, they are all dead, and with me, no one can hurt you."
Wen Xi leaned on his shoulder, grabbed his clothes and said with a trembling voice, "But... but I saw that person's face."
Pi Xiu was startled, and then heard the little thing whispering in his ear, "It's gluttonous."
Really flooded the Dragon King Temple, the family does not know the family.
Pi Xiu hugged Wen Xi for a long time and didn't regain his senses. He wanted to do this shit, but he cursed the little thing and couldn't be reincarnated, so he almost lost his mind in the jar. His soul
"But you said that it was he who fixed my soul and let me live to this day. Do you think it will be..."
Wen Xi hugged Pi Xiu's hand for a while, feeling that his body temperature was getting higher and higher, and quickly changed his mind and said, "Maybe I'm wrong, don't be angry."
He held Pixiu's face and kissed him twice, for fear that the old monster would blow him up.
"It's not wrong to read it wrong." Pi Xiu sighed, "But Taotie wouldn't do such a thing."
Wen Xi leaned on his shoulder and thought for a while: "Could someone pretend to be him?"
Pixiu: "Maybe, I have to ask the dog to find out about this matter."
But now I don't know where the gluttonous gluttons are hiding, and the Linglong Pagoda search advertisement that covers the sky outside has not collected any information. It can be seen that this pottery title is hidden in the ground like a mouse.
"Let's not talk about this, you go wash and I'll go downstairs and bring you porridge."
Pixiu went to the bathroom with Wenxi in his arms, and after seeing that he could stand up by himself, he hurriedly opened the curtain and went downstairs.
Ren Jiao was smoking in the kitchen, and when he saw Pixiu coming in, he quickly asked, "Are you awake?"
"Well. I'll bring him porridge." Pixiu said and left with the casserole on the stove.
Ren Jiao called him: "Pi Jubao put the whole ginseng fruit in, but he didn't eat a single bite."
Pixiu gave a meal: "Didn't I let him eat half of it?"
"He refused. He got up and said that he wouldn't go to school if he didn't let the whole thing in." Ren Jiao raised his eyebrows: "I can't help it. I'm going to be late for school again, so let him let it go."
Pixiu scooped it with a spoon, and sure enough, he found sliced ginseng fruit under the porridge. He smiled, put down the spoon and said, "I see, it's not just ginseng fruit, I'll pull him a cart back later."
Pixiu's son can't eat ginseng fruit, it's a joke in the world.
No matter how hard you are, you can't be hard on your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor on your wife. This is a wise saying, and Pixiu will always keep it in his heart.
Wen Xi ate the porridge to relax, and remembered Pi Xiu's pole dance last night.
He didn't need to read the forum to know that yesterday there must have been a lot of chicken flu deaths.
"You were number one yesterday, right?" Wen Xi asked.
Pi Xiu responded: "Of course, there are other people who can beat me?"
Wen Xi thought that no one can beat you in terms of hard work.
He put down the spoon in his hand and said slowly, "Did you get the merit from yesterday?"
Pixiu nodded: "I got it."
Wenxi: "Why do you think about dancing like that?"
He couldn't help blushing when he remembered how Pi Xiu was circling the steel pipe yesterday, his shirt twisted to reveal his abdominal muscles. Listening to the screams of others at that time, Master Wen felt that he was wearing a cuckold for the first time in his life.
Pixiu looked at his blushing face but calmly said, "You can't see with tinted glasses, I'm dedicating myself to art."
"Fart, you are dedicating your life to merit, you say you don't care, you are the most competitive in your heart." Wen Xi glanced at him and couldn't help but leaned over and put his hand on his stomach.
Pixiu looked down at him: "What?"
"Others can see me, but I can't touch?" Wen Xi rubbed it hard, but couldn't help comparing it with his own stomach, and reluctantly used his waist to make a difference.
He whispered: "That means now I have no money, if I had money..."
Pixiu asked: "What do you want to do when you have money?"
"I used money to stuff your neckline last night! Stuff it into your trousers!" Wen Xi became angrier the more she thought about it, she couldn't help but touched it twice and said, "You should only show me this dance!"
Pixiu nodded, thinking that he knew, but he would dare next time.
He touched Wenxi's head to comfort him: "I promise to show you a better one next time. You can't compare yourself with others for this kind of thing."
Wen Xi paused, looked up at Pi Xiu and asked, "There is no need for the next time, I will do it now!"
Want it now
Pixiu glanced at the bright sunlight outside the window and thought to himself, is it absurd to do this
Wen Xi pestered him: "I tell you, you can hold the root canal and twist the flower in front of so many people. If you don't give me a 720-degree turn with Thomas, I will never finish with you."
Pi Xiu laughed angrily: "Do you think I'm Nezha? I'll put on a steamed bun and give you rhythmic gymnastics. Do you dare to watch if I dare to perform?"
If the old monster's tendon meat is really stuffed into fitness clothes...
Wen Xi was silent for a while, and after thinking about it, he felt that the picture was too beautiful and he dared not look at it.
Pixiu walked over and tightened the curtains, and said lightly, "This is what you want to see, don't cry later."
"You dance, why am I crying?" Wen Xi wondered.
Pi Xiu lifted his T-shirt, revealing his sturdy upper body, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you watch me dance for nothing?"
He threw his clothes aside, reached out to pick up Wenxi on the sofa and walked to the bedroom, patted his butt and said, "One piece of clothing per week of yang, plus three weeks of underwear, plus artistic expression. It is divided into five weeks, and there is no bargaining for small businesses."
Wen Xi reacted that he wanted to sell his soul to settle the bill, and hurriedly struggled to get down.
Pixiu put him on the quilt: "After one minute of freshness, the goods will not be returned or exchanged."
Wen Xi glared at him: "You are a strong buy and sell!"
Pixiu untied the belt in front of him: "This is for mental damage. You cried and screamed yesterday to frighten me, so you can't compensate me today?"
Wen Xi held on to the pillow and wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn't help but be tempted.
The wickedness of this damn man!
The old monster also turned on his mobile phone to play music, deliberately hooking Wen Xi up without blinking, staring at him so blushing like a cannonball. When the naked surname Pi came and went without concern, and walked towards Wen Xi.
Young Master Wen, who had never experienced this kind of stimulation, covered his face, thinking that this is the end of your motherfucker! The surnamed Pi deserves to be a monster, who can withstand something of that size
He wants his ass to bloom!
Wait a minute, why is his ass blooming? Wen Xi suddenly regained some confidence. Anyone who has a dream is amazing. He is also a man. What if Pi's heart softens, he chirps and becomes the master
He watched the old monster get closer and closer, and the two kissed each other as soon as their lips touched.
Young Master Huaiyu hugged his neck with one hand, and the other hand boldly explored, sliding down the back of the old monster.
I have to say, the old monster's butt is also quite upturned.
Wen Xi was being cautious, his hand slid down and suddenly froze, staring at Pi Xiu with wide eyes.
Although it is well known that Pixiu lacks something, but you don't need to be so strict with yourself, and don't make one for yourself when you change shape
It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and it is difficult for Wen Xi to cook without a hole.
This is no longer a problem of creating conditions without conditions. It is that when God closes the door, the water and electricity are turned off together after the windows are welded.
Pi Xiu held Wen Xi's hand, his black eyes turned into yellow vertical pupils, and he kissed the corner of his mouth: "Have you touched enough? If you have touched enough, it's my turn."
The sun was full, and the driver Pi almost broke the law by stepping on the accelerator. Wen Xi reminded him in a daze that he couldn't go on the road without a driver's license. Pi Xiuben didn't even think about being able to go directly to the high speed. After all, the little things are still only the soul body, and they can't bear much stimulation. They still have to reshape the body and then taste it slowly.
But Wen Xi's sentence of not having a driver's license really pricked the old monster's heart.
Pixiu pinched his neck and asked, "Does it mean that I can't drive a car, so I'm not worthy of your poor son-in-law?"
"My mother won't let me play with people who don't have a four-wheeled vehicle at home." Wen Xi twisted her neck and smiled: "It's true, my mother always told me this before I went out when I was a child."
Pixiu wrinkled his nose: "I tell you, I have finished subject two, and I will take the test the day after tomorrow. You can wait for me when I get my driver's license."
Wen Xi thought to herself that this is the third time you old monster subject 2. It's still too early to get a driver's license.
He was dazed by the yang energy, grabbed Pixiu's shoulder and said softly, "Then I'll wait for the day you get your driver's license, then buy a sports car and take me out for a ride."
Boss Pi laughed: "Prodigal thing, I still want a sports car if I can't make a penny."
The two of them played around in the room for a while, waiting for the sun to gradually sink before they quieted down. In the evening, Feng Du and Sha Jia called to greet each other one after another to see if Wen Xi was better.
Feng Du told Pi Xiu that everything had been arranged for the Mid-Yuan Festival on July 7, and he also asked Pi Ancestor not to forget to bring his good friend over, and take the town to the ghost gate by the way.
Sakyamuni said that Amitabha Buddha is good in the West. Although Wenxi was in a sea of blood and life could not be reincarnated due to karma, but the West has a strong atmosphere of transcendence. If you come to travel, maybe your karma will be weaker, and you can think of ways to reincarnate and reincarnate in bliss. .
Pixiu took the phone and asked silently for a long time, "He is my wife. Now you let my wife die in bliss. Are you jealous of me because the Buddha couldn't fall in love?"
Sakyamuni quickly explained: "No, it's because the west has launched a new tourism project, so he came to promote Amway. The big promotion in the middle of the year, the boss Pi will be considerate if he wants to come."
To be considerate is to be considerate, but Pi Xiu will never take Wen Xi to the West to listen to chanting scriptures.
In case a small thing suddenly becomes enlightened, and is pessimistic about love and wants to escape into the empty door, doesn't he shoot himself in the foot
Pi Xiu hung up the phone and touched Wenxi's head. He felt that the back of the little thing was quite round. If he really shaved his head, he would have to be a handsome little monk with red lips and white teeth.
He paused for a while, and his thoughts began to deviate from the place where he should not. He always felt that Wen Xi should look good when he lowered his eyebrows and told himself the Buddha's name.
If you are hugged, you will say that Buddhism is important, and the donor can't do this. After kissing him, he raised his eyebrows with anger and warned himself of arrogance.
Wen Xi felt that Pi Xiu's hands were getting warmer, and when he looked back, he found that he was staring at him with a smile, his eyes turning yellow.
Wenxi: "Why are you smiling at me?"
Pixiu: "It's nothing, I just want you to be a monk."
Wenxi: ? ?
Is the meat bad? He wanted to become a monk.
"What the hell are you thinking about? Didn't you just say you were going out, why didn't you just answer the phone?" Wen Xi got rid of his hand, stretched out his hand and pulled out his clothes from the pillow, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to? I'll go out with you."
"No need, I'll go to Zhen Yuanzi's place, you can stay at home when it's hot on the road." Pixiu said that he would bring Pi Jubao a carload of ginseng fruits, and it was a carload of ginseng fruits. He got up and put on his clothes and walked downstairs, riding Qiu Fu's electric tricycle, which usually buys vegetables, went out the door.
Zhenyuanzi's two little boys and four ginseng tree spirits went to school and did not return home, only Zhenyuanzi and ginseng tree spirit were left.
The ginseng tree spirit was very happy to learn that Pixiu was here to buy ginseng fruits. There was no place to store the fruits at home, so Pixiu was just in time to pull them away.
Pixiu saw that the ginseng fruit on the tree in the yard was a little infiltrating, and took the initiative to give a cigarette to Yuanzi, a thousand-year-old fruit farmer: "Why didn't you think of setting up a plantation for self-picking, a few hundred people can pick as much as they can. , just like a mortal's strawberry shed."
Zhenyuanzi: "The two are too busy, and he doesn't like to meet people, so let's forget it. Anyway, there is no shortage of money to spend, and a few ginseng fruits will fall off."
Pixiu glanced at the weather: "Then, when the weather is hot, I'm going to make a fruit bowl in my store. Then I'll ask Qiu Fu to come once a week, and the money will be paid once a month. What do you think?"
Zhen Yuanzi laughed, nodded and said, "Of course you can."
Although he said that he was too busy, Zhen Yuanzi still felt a little distressed when he watched the ginseng fruit fall into the ground and disappear. After all, it was something that fell from the ginseng tree. After all, when it came to fruition recently, he cared more about this tree than himself, and he was happy to be able to sell it.
The ginseng tree spirit went to load the ginseng fruit for Pixiu, Zhenyuanzi wanted to help, but was stopped by Pixiu.
Pixiu: "When you fabricated a body for him, what did you prepare?"
Zhen Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what happened at the party last night, and said, "The roots of the ginseng fruit tree can't leave the ground, and even if it changes shape, it can't move at will. In order to make him freer, he squeezed his body. Because the fruit branches are too dry. Crispy, I searched for the treasures of heaven and earth to cast bones and bones for him, and I used his own fruits to fabricate flesh and skin, I don't know what your family is like."
Pi Xiu pinched his head to the end, only saying that Wen Xi's bones were still there, but it was broken into pieces. I don't know whether to recast or repair the previous ones.
"The original phone is still the most suitable for charging. Of course, it is best to use your own bones." Zhen Yuanzi smiled: "I used purple jade bamboo and a thousand-year-old white jade to grind it, and I specially found real keel to mix it with it. Casting bones for him, although they are all good materials, is still somewhat insufficient."
He looked at the tree spirit who was not far away and was about to fall with a stumbling foot, and he quickly raised his hand to send the wind to lift the person up.
Pixiu looked in his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Like this?"
Zhen Yuanzi nodded.
Pixiu touched his chin and asked, "Do you have any suggestions for repairing bones?"
Zhen Yuanzi thought for a while: "Real keel purple jade bamboo is fine. I remember that Ren Jiao in your store used to be the shark emperor of the East China Sea, and the shark bead grinding powder can also be used for repairing."
Pixiu: "Where did you get the bones of the old true dragon?"
Zhenyuanzi coughed slightly, a little embarrassed: "I just found one of its teeth."
Pixiu: …
"Then his flesh is made of ginseng fruit?" Pi Xiu took out a notebook: "What is the ratio of water to fruit puree? Did you add anything else?"
Zhen Yuanzi told them one by one, and finally ordered: "You can use my words as a reference, and analyze the specific situation in detail, but..."
He lowered his voice and took a step closer to Pixiu and said, "In order to make him a little closer to me, I put a little of my blood in order to shape the flesh."
Having said all that, Pixiu still didn't understand anything.
Each of these old goblins is heavier than the other, and Zhen Yuanzi's face is calm, but he doesn't just want to let his tree kiss and hug him all day long.
Pixiu saw it through, accepted the suggestion and liked it, he would definitely experiment.
Zhen Yuanzi patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry about ginseng fruit, I'll take care of it here."
The two reached a deal, Pi Xiu took a carload of ginseng fruit back to the restaurant, and happened to bump into Pi Shaodi coming home from school, carrying a schoolbag and holding his face silent, I don’t know if he saw someone throwing garbage again.
Pixiu called him, showed him the ginseng fruit he had brought back, patted his shoulder and said, "This kind of ginseng fruit, under the conditions of our family, can eat as much as you can."
"He, is he awake?" Pi Jubao asked.
Pixiu nodded: "Wake up, I just told me to buy him a sports car."
Pi Shaodi paused, took out a stack of photos from his schoolbag and handed it to Pi Xiu: "My classmate asked me to take it, give it to you to sign, and return the money."
Pixiu took a look and saw all the wonderful scenes of his performance yesterday. He didn't know how these monsters were captured, and he even deliberately colorized and watermarked them, which was very good.
"Don't tell your mother, we will split the money between three and seven." Pixiu opened his eyes and said nonsense: "After all, buying a sports car still costs some money."
Ren Jiao stood aside and rolled his eyes while listening. The surnamed Pi had to settle accounts with his own son, which was really unreasonable.
After Pi Xiu signed the photo, he put another sum of money in his pocket, and happily went upstairs to tell Wenxi to go downstairs for dinner. The surnamed Pi on the table took the initiative to mention this summer vacation, and dropped a bombshell lightly.
After so many years of opening the store, he is going to organize the first team building, and take a store of monsters and monsters to the East China Sea for vacation.
On the table, only Ren Jiao reacted the most, staring at Pi Xiu: "Pi Xiu, you are my real brother."
He completely thought that he was going to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to support himself.
However, Su An pushed the glasses on his face and calmly reminded the boss that his subject 2 exam is the day after tomorrow, Pi Shaodi is entering the exam review month, and next week's college entrance examination results will be announced, please think twice.
Pi Xiu waved his hand: "I'm sure there is no problem with subject two. Let's go together after Pi Jubao's summer vacation. I'll drive by myself."
The boss at the dinner table was full of confidence, and when he returned to the room, he had two health balls in one hand, and his hands were rubbed so hard that he was so anxious that he almost wrote the word nervousness on his face.
He was indeed a little worried about his subject two.