When Wen Xi woke up, he rarely felt the heat. He wanted to turn over without turning, and rubbed his face next to him. After feeling the warmth, he suddenly reacted and opened his eyes to understand his current situation.
He was hugged tightly by Pixiu, his hands and feet intertwined.
Although he slept with his arms in his arms a few days ago, at least his clothes were well worn and his chest was not ripped open, and he was clinging to Pixiu's skin.
He sat up with a dark face and fastened his clothes, then raised his hand and slapped Pixiu on the face, and a red slap print directly woke the old monster awake.
Pixiu covered his face and was about to curse when he opened his eyes, but Wen Xi's tears fell before the words could be spoken.
"What are you crying for?" Pixiu was stunned. He was the one who was beaten. If he wanted to cry, he should cry himself.
Wen Xi covered her face and sobbed, "I dreamed that it was time for an accident at home."
Pixiu sat up: "Have a nightmare?"
Wen Xi nodded and asked Ai Ai, "Is your face okay, I seem to have hit you just now."
Pixiu looked at Lao Gao, who was silent and had swollen slaps on his face. Wen Xi was pounding in his heart, and he didn't know if he could get away with it.
"It's alright, you didn't do it on purpose, it's just because your soul is too light, I'll let them cook some chicken soup for you later." Pi Xiu said lightly and then lay down, thinking about how to deal with this little liar.
Pixiu thought, and heard the ghost in his arms ask, "Did you ask about the whereabouts of Taotie yesterday?"
"No." Pi Xiu returned to his senses: "That old acquaintance of yours is still blackmailing me, saying that if I don't help, she won't tell me what she knows."
Wen Xi was taken aback: "What old acquaintance?"
"She said that you complimented her on her singing skills and promised her to fulfill her wish. Why are you not an old acquaintance?" Leather Shoes said lightly, "Could it be that Mr. Wen has forgotten so much that he doesn't remember mentioning it casually?"
Wen Xi thought about it, and it seemed that he drank too much on his birthday. Later, he pulled a actor to praise a few words and rewarded the baby, but he couldn't remember whether there was a promise from Yunren.
Maybe said, maybe not said, but it doesn't matter. Right now, he can't even save himself, how can he accomplish what he promised others.
Seeing that he was frowning and not speaking, Pixiu reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows and said, "If you can't remember, don't think about it."
"You came back without asking?" Wen Xi looked up at him: "Then she is... still alive?"
Pi Xiu laughed angrily: "She is already a dead ghost, and I am the King of Heaven and I can't let her die again."
"But yesterday, I was really angry, and I almost slapped her and slapped her away." He reached out and pulled Wen Xi's hair behind his ear, "but I held back."
Wen Xi didn't know what to say for a while, do you want him to applaud the surnamed Pi and praise him for his awesomeness
"It's also because I was so angry that it was very hot when I went to bed, and I undid your clothes." The old monster surnamed Pi shook the pot without hesitation: "That's why I blame the female ghost, not me."
Wen Xi: …
He smiled and said how could he blame you, but in his heart he was scolding the old monster for opening his eyes and talking nonsense, daring to take it off and not admitting it, until I had the ability to chop you up with a knife.
Which hand touches and chops randomly, so easy.
"I'll go see the female ghost later, and I'll tell you to go down when I ask you to understand what she is asking you to do."
Wen Xi nodded, leaning against Pi Xiu's arms and fell asleep again after a while.
Boss Pi followed after lying down for a while, then got up, carefully placed the ghost in his arms on the bed, and looked at his spirit body. After almost a month of repairing, it was much better than the tattered fishing net when he first arrived. Times, I'm not afraid that he will melt in the sun.
Inexplicably, Pixiu suddenly remembered the red line connecting them, and the smile on his face suddenly collapsed. It's okay to be an obedient ice pillow, but it's okay to live a lifetime.
Especially this morning slap, no one can stand it.
Pixiu has been used to it for thousands of years by himself, and he is really not interested in developing a year-end relationship with people or ghosts to make a sensation in the world. He's thin-skinned, and really doesn't want to make headlines on that shitty forum anymore.
The thin-skinned boss Pi washes up and goes downstairs, just in time to meet Ren Jiao smoking again.
"Can't you see the big no-smoking sign on the wall?" Pixiu walked over and stretched out his hand: "Hurry up and give me one."
Ren Jiao lit a cigarette for him, and the two of them stood together to breathe, completely ignoring the no-smoking sign posted on the wall, and they were extremely presumptuous.
"I said, why do you like smoking so much as a fish?" Pixiu asked.
Ren Jiao didn't raise his eyes: "Aren't you talking nonsense? I can't light a cigarette in the sea, and now I can't smoke hard on land."
"That's right." Pi Xiu took out his phone with a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at it. He found that the post on the Monster Forum had been deleted, and his mood improved again. He exhaled a smoke ring and said, "Why isn't Qiu Fu here today?"
Ren Jiao: "I went to the kitchen early to prepare the dishes."
"So early?" Pixiu was surprised.
Ren Jiao glanced at him: "It's getting late, you came down late today."
He put out the cigarette, raised his hand and patted Pixiu on the shoulder: "It's different when there are people in the room, we can't compare with you, the bed is cold and the bed is cold, and I don't feel bad if I want to."
"Why is there someone in the room?" Pi Xiu was about to retort when he saw Ren Jiao's hand stretched out towards his neck.
A long hair was pinched by Ren Jiao and shook in front of Pi Xiu.
Ren Jiao squinted at his short-headed smile: "It didn't fall off your head, tsk tsk tsk, how close does it get to fall on your neck at night?"
"Go on!" Pi Xiu grabbed the hair and threw it on the ground, explaining in a cold voice: "I really just used him as an ice pillow!"
"It's just that the ice pillow has a little hair loss, I understand it's all right." Ren Jiao patted his chest clearly: "It's brother, I will support whoever you like, isn't it just a few thousand years younger than you, male Daqian, hold a golden brick, Good brother!"
Pixiu was tired, really tired, he waved his hand and said, "I'll let Housan grab a cock and kill it to cook the soup, so let him kill it in the kitchen."
The kitchen was simply cleaned up, and the tired boss Pi asked Ren Jiao to bring the female ghost over for questioning.
Pixiu sat on a small wooden stool, monkeys one, two, three, four, five, and a small broom were arranged on both sides. Two chefs were left and right to protect the Dharma. With Ren Jiao's scarred face, he was so aggressive that he was about to shout out the Sun Moon God Sect. Load, unify the rivers and lakes.
The potatoes in the female ghost's mouth were picked, and Pixiu felt that it was a waste to see the blood and teeth marks on it.
The ghost regained consciousness, but blood and tears were still flowing from his eyes. The little broom didn't want to see the carpet dirty, so he took a basin and put it in front of the female ghost and stammered, "Cry, cry in it, don't drip it outside, it's hard to clean up!"
The tears were dripping in a rhythm, and the five monkeys stared at the water basin and shook their tails in rhythm, until Pixiu knocked the teacup, and then they clamped their tails one by one, and said in a high-pitched voice, "The newspaper is here. name!"
As soon as the female ghost raised her head, she looked at the five monsters who looked like monkeys and people for a while, and suddenly screamed, blood and tears in her eyes flew like a high-pressure water gun.
The female ghost screamed: "You monster! There are monsters!"
The five monkeys suddenly became angry.
The horse is actually called a monster by an ugly ghost, is she worthy! Doesn't Lao Tzu look more like a person than her
It's not scary to be scolded by monsters, what's scary is that people who are uglier than monsters scold monsters.
The little broom was stunned by the blood and tears splashing on the ground, and stuttered even more with anger. He had to read a word five or six times to spit out the next one, making Ren Jiao unable to straighten his back with laughter.
Pixiu stared at the five monkeys with a dark face, and his intention to eat monkey brains was particularly strong.
So fucking embarrassing.
Boss Pi slapped the table and roared, "Shut up for me!"
The result was too much force, and the table was shot into three or four pieces, so I could only pack it up and use it as firewood.
Waiting for the five monkeys to move to the new table, the female ghost finally stopped crying. She lay on the ground sobbing, and was still immersed in the aftermath of being frightened by the two monkey demons, unable to extricate herself.
Pi Xiu cleared his throat: "First tell me how you died?"
"The slave family is the corner of Rong Xiban, and he was taken back by the Prince Rong in the capital, but the slave family didn't want to, so he hit him to death." The female ghost paused: "The blood on the painting was stained when the slave family died. up."
Qiu Fu smacked his tongue: "Hey, the old society turned people into ghosts, and the new society turned ghosts into people!"
Pixiu looked at her and said, "I can avenge you, let that Rong Shizi's reincarnation be unlucky or even pay for his life, but you said yesterday that you want to save someone and tell me what you know, but you have been dead for hundreds of years. No matter who was alive or dead at the time, the person you want to save has already been reincarnated and doesn’t remember you.”
The female ghost was stunned: "Reincarnation?"
"Six hundred years to the present, it has to be reincarnated for five lifetimes." Ren Jiao smiled: "Meng Po soup is too tired to drink, I must not remember you."
Pixiu said, "But what does the person you want to save have anything to do with you?"
The female ghost blushed: "He is a candidate who went to Beijing to take the exam, and he is the sweetheart of the Nu family. He met at the banquet of Master Wen. He praised the Nujia opera and sang it well, and said that listening to the Nujia sang a paragraph no matter how you read it, you will not be tired."
As she said that, her face turned pale again, and she cried and said, "But the slave family can't see him anymore!"
Qiu Fu immediately stepped forward, grabbed the female ghost's shoulder and looked at each other. His eyes turned red for a moment, and soon returned to normal. Even the female ghost also returned to lie on the ground calmly for a while without making a sound.
"Who are you guys? Why are you asking these questions?" The blue and white on the female ghost's face faded, and she returned to her appearance when she was still alive. She looked at Pixiu with a wary expression: "Where's Young Master Wen?"
"He's resting." Pixiu tapped on the table: "The person you want to save is already dead, but it's not impossible for you to see him reincarnated."
The female ghost looked at him and said slowly, "The slave family wants to see Young Master Wen."
Pixiu frowned: "I said he was resting."
"If I can see Young Master Wen, the slave family will say it." The female ghost insisted.
Pixiu's face became cold, and his body temperature rose, a sign of anger again. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ren Jiao quickly reminded: "If you break another table, you will have to buy a new one. Su An said that this month's expenditure has already exceeded its value."
"How come it's worth it so quickly?" Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows even more angrily, "Why does this need money and money!"
Ren Jiao lowered his voice: "This is something that can't be helped. Look at the appearance of this female ghost. If you don't tell the one in your room to come down, you won't give up. Why don't you just do what she said, and you will be more comfortable if you end up with the merits early. ."
Pixiu was silent for a while, then waved his hand at Little Stutter: "Go, go upstairs and call someone down."