Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

Chapter 7

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After Wenxi said this, he kept his mouth shut, and Pixiu didn't continue to ask. There are many taboos about ghosts, and some ghosts will change their appearance greatly when they think of the past, and they will be full of resentment.

Pi Xiu was very satisfied with Wen Xi's current appearance, and he had a face when he took it out in his arms, which was a hundred times more pleasing to the eyes than the little monsters in the store.

If Wen Xi suddenly turned into a ghost-like detriment to the city, let alone holding him in his arms, Boss Pi would directly send him to humanitarian destruction and save him to be a good person in his next life.

After being frightened by the female ghost, Wen Xi's soul was a little unstable, and he let Pi Xiu hug him for a while before falling asleep. Originally wanted to rest in the Jade Buddha, but the Jade Buddha was still in the hands of the female ghost, so Wen Xi could only lie on the bed and sleep.

After lying down for two minutes, Wen Xi always felt that there was something missing and couldn't fall asleep. He got up and sat up looking at Pi Xiu who was wearing clothes and asked, "Is there any fragrance?"

Pi Xiu's hands while wearing clothes paused: "What fragrance?"

"A sleeping incense lit with fire, I can't sleep without it." Wen Xi walked over and pinched Pixiu's shoulder to please, "Just a little bit."

Pixiu glanced at him. "You'll enjoy it."

"For the sake of keeping you cool, let me enjoy it for a while, and I won't need it when I get the Jade Buddha back." Wen Xi asked again, "Where are you going to put on your clothes?"

Pixiu: "Didn't you say that the female ghost may have seen Taotie? Of course, I'm going to ask her something to save some merit."

Wen Xi was stunned: "Does a big monster like you want to accumulate merit?"

"I didn't use it originally." Pi Xiu sneered: "It's not because I scolded Tiandao that shit, that's why I'm irritable and hot, and I have to accumulate merit to let Tiandao calm down."

Wen Xi: "If I don't have the gluttonous aura, will you bring me back to escape?"

"Yes." Pi Xiu pinched Wen Xi's face and looked at it: "Hundreds of years of old ghost overcoming, just like winning five million in the lottery, is a great merit, I will definitely not let it go. "

Wen Xi smiled: "Have you ever bought a lottery ticket?"

"No!" Pixiu's face darkened immediately, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Because Pixiu attracts money, they don't allow me to buy lottery tickets. Investment behaviors like stock gambling and horse racing are not allowed."

Otherwise, he would have made a fortune long ago, how could he have been reduced to the point of being a self-employed person.

The more Pi Xiu thought about it, the more angry he became. He hugged Wen Xi and sat for a while, and then went downstairs after lighting him with a soothing incense. While Pi Xiu was gone, Wen Xi got out of bed to find the packaging box that Pi Xiu had just removed.

Picking it up, the word "mosquito incense" made Wen Xi's face change from anger.

The stingy stingy surname Pi, what bullshit soothes the mind and nourishes the soul, and lights a mosquito coil to fool people. Sure enough, there is no lie in the book, Pixiu is the ancestor of the stingy god.

Wen Xi threw the package back into the trash can and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed to sleep. He just wanted to lie down for a while, but he didn't expect to fall asleep. The mosquito coils in the incense burner twisted and lingered in the room. .

Pixiu went downstairs to greet a few regular customers, and went to the kitchen for a turn. Ren Jiao and Qiu Fu stood by the stove in full swing, and only glanced at the boss when they saw the boss.

"Are you still busy?" Pixiu asked.

Ren Jiao glanced at him: "Don't come to help, smash the stove again and have to reinstall it."

Qiu Fu nodded and said in a smoky voice: "If the ghost beside you is not good, it will be ignited by the real fire of Samadhi, and it will melt away in an instant."

"Does he look like he can cook?" Pixiu lit a cigarette on the stove and let out a long breath.

Ren Jiao started cooking, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Do you want to invite another cook over here? It's not cheap to recruit people now. Without a board and lodging subsidy, five insurances and one housing fund, people and monsters don't like it."

"Impossible! I don't have the money to invite more people!" Pixiu said with a dark face.

Qiu Fu sighed: "Boss, you can't say such things because I hate the rich. Although I hate the rich, I also want to become rich. You said a few years ago that you would raise your salary, but now there is no movement at all. For extra money, I'll see the old guy's face when I go home for the New Year."

"Then don't go back. Anyway, you don't like the old fox in Qingqiu. Be careful to come back with body odor, and you have to treat you. I heard that that thing can't be cured, and you won't be able to stay in the kitchen by then."

Pixiu said, his brows were getting tighter and tighter, no matter how he thought, he felt that Qiufu could not lose this kind of high-quality and cheap labor.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Ren Jiao finished brushing the pot: "I heard from those monkeys that there is another female ghost in your room?"

Qiu Fu was stunned: "Girl ghost, isn't that a pretty male ghost?"

Ren Jiao smiled, the long scar on his face was hideous: "The other one."

"Boss, have you been stuck with something bad recently? Why are one or two ghosts jumping on you? You shouldn't really dig graves for money, right?" Qiu Fu frowned, "Actually, digging graves. It's nothing, it's just that humans found trouble, or I'll go back and grab two and pour them back, that thing stinks but wards off evil spirits."

Pi Xiu frowned: "There's nothing, it's a painting ghost brought by Li Weizu's dwarf. I think she probably knew the whereabouts of Taotie and left it behind. It's different from the one upstairs."

"Why is it different?" Ren Jiao looked at him: "I heard Yue Lao say that the two of you are connected by a red line?"

Qiu Fuguai screamed, and the fire in the pot rose three feet high, causing Pixiu to lean back and swear angrily.

"How did you know?" Pi Xiu looked at him with his hands covered, "Elder Yue told you that?"

Ren Jiao took out the Jade Buddha from his sleeve and handed it to Pi Xiu lazily: "I saw it in the forum, and now they have discussed that you should be with the kid upstairs, but a few people have objections. It is said that the little ghost of hundreds of years can't carry the yang energy in you, and it should be difficult to give birth."

Qiu Fu was stunned when he heard it, and said dryly: "The boss is really amazing, and she became pregnant in just a few days."

"Fuck you!" Pi Xiu slapped the stove and said, "These little monsters don't cultivate well on the Internet, I said that the Internet is harmful to people, one or two are addicted to it, and they can't move for several years, that is, human beings. Bring it out to harm you."

The little monsters in the kitchen didn't dare to speak, they lowered their heads and listened to the boss scolding the Internet as maggots and spiritual opium.

"Besides, it's one of my pillows, so what if there is a marriage line, it's a useless broken line, who would fall in love with that line, wouldn't that be a dog?"

Pixiu sneered: "Where was that female ghost locked up just now?"

"The utility room in the back." Ren Jiao raised his chin and said, "Hou Er kept crying when he brought her over. Hearing my forehead hurt, I blocked her mouth."

Pi Xiu took the things and rushed off. He was relieved after leaving Qiu Fu, wiped his sweat and sighed: "The boss is fierce from the beginning, but when he gets angry, he is even more fierce, and the ghost upstairs doesn't know how to bear it. down."

"People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and can't bear it." Ren Jiao said, wiping his hands and walking over, he turned up the exhaust in the kitchen by one degree, and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner several degrees.

Ren Jiao: "But as long as that ghost can cool him down, there's nothing wrong with it, otherwise he will heat up when he gets angry, and I can't stand it no matter how much I'm afraid of the heat."

The temperature brought by Pixiu still remained in the kitchen, and when he kicked open the door of the utility room, the temperature on his body had distorted the surrounding temperature.

The female ghost was trapped tightly on the ground, with a potato in her mouth, Pixiu's teeth were sore at a glance.

"I'm asking you to answer, don't cry, I'll break you up once you cry." Pixiu sat on the water tank and said angrily at the female ghost, "Do you understand? Just nod your head when you understand."

The female ghost whimpered and nodded.

Pixiu waved away the potato stuffed in her mouth.

"I'm asking you, is this painting Wenxi's birthday banquet?" Pixiu spread the painting on the ground, pointed to the blank and asked, "You were standing in this position?"

The ghost girl nodded.

"Do you still remember this person?" Pi Xiu raised his finger and pointed at the gluttonous glutton in white, and asked, "This man, do you still remember him?"

The female ghost stared at it for a while, then nodded slowly and said, "He... I have seen him a few times when I went to Wenfu to sing opera."

"Very good." Pixiu smiled, the temperature on his body dropped a little, and he asked softly, "Then do you remember what he was doing in Wen Mansion?"

The female ghost looked at him and said, "I beg your son to save someone. As long as the son saves him, the slave family will tell you everything."

Pi Xiu changed his face: "You blackmail me?"

"The slave family really has no choice!" The female ghost choked again and started kowtowing, blood and tears dripped on the ground, and her voice was shrill: "Young Master Wen doesn't want to take action, the slave family really has no choice!"

Pixiu suppressed his anger: "Why is he unwilling to take action? He is a ghost himself, how can he help you?"

"Young Master Wen is the youngest grandson of Prime Minister Wen, the younger brother of the Queen, and he has a prominent family background. No one in the capital can compare to him!" The female ghost burst into tears and said sharply: "He praised me for my good singing! Talk about the Yunnu family. He said it!"

Pixiu was stunned, but the female ghost in front of him lost his consciousness and started crying, apparently not wanting to ask anything more.

With a cold face, he stuffed the potatoes back again. Pixiu opened the door and saw Ren Jiao smoking in the corridor. He flicked off a little ash, and the small broom kept sweeping the ash into the dustpan.

"No excess?" Ren Jiao asked.

Pixiu said angrily, "No!"

Ren Jiao nodded, threw the cigarette butt at the feet of the small broom, took out another one and put it in his mouth and said, "This kind of ghost, if you don't get rid of your obsession, you won't get any merit for you if you forcibly escape."

"I don't fucking understand. I'm not a charity organization doing good things every day." Pixiu glared at him when he started flicking soot on the ground again: "Don't bully the little broom."

Ren Jiao laughed: "It's not because you are cheap, you scolded things that shouldn't be scolded, and asked for trouble."

Pixiu turned dark and threw out the sentence "I'll come tomorrow", then turned around and left.

The small broom swept the ashes honestly, and Ren Jiao saw that Pi Xiu was gone, so he put out the cigarette, grabbed the broom on the small broom's handle three times, cleaned it, and threw it aside.

"mine… "

"Shh—" Ren Jiao bent down and stared into his eyes: "It's already very clean and doesn't need to be cleaned."

He touched the face of the small broom: "but my room is very dirty, can you help me clean it?"

Pi Xiu went upstairs with a cold face, took a shower and came out. Looking at Wen Xi who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, he lifted the quilt and lay down and hugged him into his arms.

Wen Xi fell asleep, felt the heat all over her body, and subconsciously pushed it twice.

Pixiu didn't let him succeed, and he lifted his clothes up so that his skin was against his own. Without the obstruction of clothes, Wen Xi's body was a little cooler.

Pi Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pull Wen Xi's belt completely away.