When Pixiu's night football game ended, it was already the next morning. He hugged Wen Xi, who had no strength, and began to sleep late, not thinking about the business in the store today.
Until noon, the guys downstairs had entertained the guests for half a day, but the friends upstairs had not yet moved downstairs.
Envy and melancholy, Hou Er packed up the dishes on the table and carried them back to the kitchen. He sighed and asked, "This is just a short spring night, so the king won't go to court earlier?"
All the unmarried people in the kitchen fell silent. Qiu Fu stood in front of the stove and fell into deep thought. He raised the spatula and looked at his face, and asked himself melancholy, "Why am I so ugly?"
Ren Jiao, who was chopping vegetables, touched the scar on his face when he heard the words, and then scolded: "Damn pepper got into my eyes."
Hou Er looked at the two brothers, then looked at Su An who was standing at the counter, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Su, have you ever thought about falling in love and getting married?"
Su An's hands of reckoning paused. He was silent for a moment and said, "I thought about it, but later I thought it was okay."
Monkey Er wondered: "Why?"
Su An looked into the distance: "Because I can't bear the rich woman's happy ball, life is more important than making money."
Hou Da came over and patted Hou Er's head: "Cao Cao is so busy in the hall that he is about to split. Are you hiding here to catch fish? Hurry up and help pack the takeaway."
"I'm texting my online date." Hou Er took out his mobile phone to prove his innocence, and took the initiative to show his brother today's chat history with his sweet cat.
Hou Da glanced at him and saw that four hours after Hou Er's message today, the other party still did not reply.
The monkey was enlightened and touched his brother's monkey head: "Forget it, second child, you are just her dispensable online dating partner, and you still work hard. After two days, I will let Yue Lao introduce you to a good one. "
Hou Er was angry: "She's just been busy recently, so she's slow to reply to me."
Monkey San passed by with a plate in his hand, and couldn't help humming in his throat; "I can't help turning into a stubborn fish..."
Hou Er grabbed him: "What is the meaning of your yin and yang strange energy?"
"Hey, don't fight!" Hou Da pressed Hou Er's hand and was about to pull the person away when he heard a bang, and Pi Xiu kicked the newly installed door on the second floor directly.
The guests in the hall turned to look at Pixiu who came downstairs with the freshly baked scratches on his upper body, his breath stagnant.
Pi Xiu roared at Su An with a dark face: "Call the Immortal Doctor, Sakyamuni and Nuwa, please come here!"
Before Su An could react, Pixiu immediately returned to the second floor, still calling Wen Xi's name.
There was a silence in the hall, Hou Er retracted his hand that was pinching Hou San's neck, and murmured, "Is this too violent to directly kill the doctor?"
His voice was not too loud or too small, just for everyone to hear.
This is the first time I directly put a person on the ground and call a doctor. What kind of waist strength and kidney ability is this? Can a normal monster do it
Adore it, really adore it.
The forum at noon was originally quiet, and they were still immersed in the monkey play and flower hands at the wedding of the combination of Chinese and Western cultures yesterday.
"Li Tao, what's the level of calling your wife a doctor on the first day?"
"It's really a drought, a drought, a flood, and a flood. Why can't I meet such a man?"
"Although, I feel sorry for that little handsome guy."
"Can you stop talking about one family? Is the forum a yearly package? Do you want Tao to go to college with the second child?"
Su An was dazed by the dull yellow blow, and called the imperial doctor with a blank face.
For the first time, he felt that he was not the head butler of the restaurant, but Xiao Anzi, the head of the big house. He is still responsible for wiping the ass of His Majesty, who is full of yellowness, and the kind that the imperial concubine who suffers is called the imperial doctor.
To tell the truth, Pixiu paid him more than a personal life assistant salary to cover his mental damage.
Pi Shaodi took the little merman upstairs to see Wenxi, but he was rushed downstairs by Pi Xiu's demonic coercion just after going up two flights of stairs.
Ren Jiao stood at the back to catch people, and grabbed one by one to do his homework, and was not allowed to take the opportunity to run around.
He turned his head and glanced at the second floor, and shouted in his voice, "The surname is Pi, calm down, we won't do business down there?"
"Be a fart!" Pixiu roared and slammed his door shut.
He looked at Wen Xi who was still asleep in bed and couldn't wake up and felt anxious and afraid. He held Wen Xi's hand and kissed him, and called Wen Xi.
But the beauty on the bed slept peacefully with a ruddy face, without any intention of waking up.
No matter which man in the bridal chamber woke up the next day and found that his wife had an accident, he would not be happy. Pixiu would now go back and slap himself.
He was looking at Wen Xi and sighed, the door was knocked, and the sound of Amitabha came from outside, with a Zen feeling.
"Purple donor, long time no see, I heard that you are newly married, how are you doing?"
Sakyamuni opened his eyes only after bowing and saw Pixiu with his upper body naked, his always gentle expression cracked.
No, he, a Buddha, should not have seen such a scene of breaking the precepts.
"I couldn't wake him up after he fell asleep this morning." Pixiu grabbed a piece of clothing from the side and put it on, and said with a dark face, "Can you see what's wrong?"
Shakyamuni glanced at Wen Xi on the bed, then closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath and said lightly: "Look is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The skin donor doesn't need to worry, he should be tired after thinking about it."
Pi Xiu frowned, holding Wen Xi's hand and shaking it vigorously: "If you don't wake up like this, you tell me he's tired?"
Shakya: …
"Don't worry, let me take a look." Sakyamuni stepped forward and was about to hold Wen Xi's wrist, but he stopped again after seeing the red marks on it.
How can there be such a yellow thing in the world
Pixiu wondered, "What's wrong?"
Sakyamuni was silent, just took out a woolen thread from his arms and wrapped it around Wen Xi's wrist, hanging the wire to diagnose the pulse.
"Didn't they say that this method of cutting the pulse is fake?" Pi Xiu frowned, "Can you watch oriental TV dramas through the Internet?"
Shakyamuni calmly said, "Amitabha, Buddha said, you talk a lot."
He drew back the line and frowned, "I don't see any problem, maybe it's because I'm tired and sleepy?"
"Then the cause and effect of him have changed?" Pixiu asked.
He and Wenxi really got married, and wanted to be connected by luck, the karma of the sea of blood on his body should be reduced and distributed to himself.
Shakyamuni shook his head and said, "No, not at all. But I want to remind you that the cause and effect of his body should be resolved earlier, and when his cultivation level becomes higher and higher in the future, the consequences of the cause and effect backlash will be more serious. "
Pixiu frowned, and before he could say anything, he heard an exclamation from the bed.
Wen Xi suddenly opened his eyes, the red gluttonous demon pattern covered half of his face, tears flowed down his cheeks into his hair, and cried out to his sister.
Pixiu immediately went back to the bed to help Wen Xi up, wiped the tears from his face and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Wen Xi was in a trance, looked at Pi Xiu with tears in his eyes and murmured, "Who are you?"
Hou Er, who led the Doctor Immortal and Nuwa up, happened to be stunned when he heard this sentence, thinking that the boss is too violent, did he lose his memory
"What's wrong? Wasn't it fine yesterday?" Nuwa is also surprised. She has created people for so many years, and she has never missed a hand. If there is an accident, wouldn't she smash her own signboard
Pixiu was also dumbfounded, obviously the two were the closest lovers yesterday, are they going to become the most unfamiliar so-and-so today
"How can you not remember me?" Pi Xiu shook Wen Xi's shoulder, "Don't scare me, baby, we'll go pick up the BMW tomorrow!"
When he heard the BMW, Wen Xi's expression suddenly became rich, he frowned slowly, and suddenly glared and pushed Pixiu: "You remember that BMW?"
Seeing his expression, Pixiu said with a sigh of relief, "Okay, I just remembered it when I got angry. It's very useful."
Doctor Xian shook his medicine box and asked, "Do you still need to see a doctor? Don't look at me and leave?"
"Look at it, it's all here." Pi Xiu quickly stepped aside and asked the medical fairy to check Wen Xi's pulse.
Nuwa also held Wen Xi's hand to investigate, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's okay, my body is full of yang energy, and I'm recovering very well..."
She paused, cleared her throat and said, "The kidneys are not bad, the young man is in good health."
As soon as Wenxi woke up, others were watching and diagnosed. Now her face was red, she sat on the bed and didn't know what to say. She only waited for Pi Xiu to send everyone back, and then she reached out to Pi Xiu with a sigh of relief and asked: " What are you calling so many people for?"
Pixiu hugged him and sighed: "It's not because I couldn't wake you up, I thought you were tossed and went downstairs to call someone."
"I just slept... By the way, I remembered something from the past." Wen Xi said.
Before Pi Xiu could ask what it was, he heard Wen Xi sigh and say, "The last seal in my memory has also been undone."
He braced his body to look at Pixiu and said, "Just when I was sleeping, Pixiu, I remembered everything."
Pixiu was also stunned when he heard his solemn tone. Is this really the memory of Rito? He carefully recalled his wonderful operation in bed yesterday, and gave himself a compliment in his heart.
Mommy is awesome!
Wen Xi didn't pay attention to Pi Xiu's expression, and was completely immersed in his own memories. He leaned back into the arms of the old monster and whispered, "I should have died in prison at the beginning, it was my sister... She gave her a pottery question. The spell sent me out."
Pi Xiu instantly regained his senses, hugged Wen Xi and asked, "What's going on? Please explain carefully."
"The Wen family was sentenced to beheaded, and even the female family members were not spared. At that time, all the Wen family members were locked up together, and my second sister took my hand and told me to take care of myself in the future, not to think about revenge for the family. Make sure to live for yourself."
Wen Xi remembered that there seemed to be no light that day, and the thunder outside could be heard even in the deep prison.
The second sister, who never shed tears, held his hand with red eyes and choked up, "Little brother, you must live on, as long as you live well, sister."
Wen Xi wanted to speak, but Wen Qian asked the people next to her to press Wen Xi down and exchange her clothes with him.
Wen Qian held Wen Xi's hand, shoved the spell that kept her from leaving her brother's hand, and held it tightly, then activated the formation with her own blood.
Wen Xi escaped instead of Wen Qian.
He looked up at Pixiu and murmured, "I'm Wenxi, and I'm also Wenqian."