Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

Chapter 144: The suffering of chickens

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"Oh?" Wen Jiubai stared at me and showed a playful smile, "Really? Why are you hiding, you were so enthusiastic just now."

"No!" My face became even hotter, "The one just now wasn't me!"

"Oh, if you're shy, you don't admit it." Wen Jiubai didn't seem to realize that something was wrong, narrowing his eyes like a fox and laughing.

The strange thing is that in the following time, I didn't feel anything wrong with my body anymore, and Wen Jiubai cooked chicken enthusiastically today, but I really didn't want to spoil his interest, so I opened my mouth about being possessed, or swallowed.

"Gu Yu, Gu Yu?"

"Ah?" I just came back to my senses, and found that Wen Jiubai tapped the bowl with a spoon, and looked at me with his chin in his hand.

"It's rare for me to be interested in cooking by myself, but Gu Xiaoyu doesn't appreciate it at all." Wen Jiubai pursed his lips, and suddenly acted coquettishly like a child, "It's really sad."

I can't laugh or cry. Wen Jiubai doesn't know what happened recently, it seems that since the campus case ended, he has become less defensive in front of him, and occasionally shows his childish side like this.

Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing... I can't tell.

"What what! This fragrance is!"

From afar, I heard Bai's voice yelling very penetratingly, "Wen Jiubai! You bastard is eating stewed chicken behind my back!"

Then a flash of white lightning rushed in from the door, and the weasel climbed onto the table with its dirty paws slamming, its eyes staring at the pot of stewed chicken.

"Ah—it smells so good! I didn't expect you to be able to do this, Wen Jiubai!"

"What do you mean behind your back?" Wen Jiubai returned to his cold face, knocked the spoon in his hand a few times, and drove Bai off the table, "You ran off to somewhere to have fun. Go down, go down." Take a shower and don't step on my furniture with dirty paws."

"Stingy!" Bai Xiangwen Jiubai stuck out his tongue, made a big grimace, and jumped down, probably to wash his paws.

I couldn't help smiling, dragged a stool and sat down at the table. Before this, I had never seen Wen Jiubai cook, and I seldom ate in the old house. Occasionally, there were two lazy people sitting on the sofa and ordering takeaway. Every time, I can make the takeaway boy confused, thinking that he has come to some kind of fairyland.

However, I am not surprised that Wen Jiubai can cook. To be honest, I won't be surprised by what Wen Jiubai can do. Is there anything in this world that he can't do

I picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of chicken from the soup pot and put it in my mouth, a unique fragrance filled my mouth.

"How is it?" Wen Jiubai also filled a bowl of rice and picked up the chopsticks.

I nodded vigorously, "Delicious!"

Wen Jiubai also laughed and said, "It's agreed to reward you, maybe it's your compensation for skipping a day of class."

I rolled my eyes, "You have the nerve to say so."

Wen Jiubai also started to eat, of course, his food was much better than mine. It was a mouthful, very elegant, and not at all like I was wolfing down.

Having said that... Will Wen Jiubai feel hungry? When I was in the old house, I hardly saw Wen Jiubai eating, but every time I brought something to eat, he would come over shamelessly and ask for it.

"No." Wen Jiubai said suddenly while sipping the soup in the bowl gracefully.

I was taken aback and complained, "Do you guys read minds?"

"Although I don't have mind-reading skills, it's more than enough to deal with a simple-minded brat like you." Wen Jiubai smiled with his eyes bent, and put a piece of meat into his mouth, "Although I won't be hungry, it won't delay me from tasting the aroma of the food." Ah. Humans always have unique insights into food, what kind of fragrance should be matched with what kind of condiment, what kind of ingredients should be matched with what kind of heat. Of all the creatures in this world, only human beings can turn food into one kind of art."

"Of course." Hearing what Wen Jiubai said, I felt a sense of pride in my heart, "Humans are the most intelligent species in the world."

"It's also the species that stands at the top of the food chain." Wen Jiubai picked up a chicken head from the soup pot. The head glowed with oil under the light and looked very delicious. "Therefore, human food is the most delicious. Because All these foods contain suffering."

"Suffering?" I ate half of the rice in my mouth and asked vaguely.

"The sufferings that dead creatures go through before they die." Wen Jiubai said calmly as if talking about the weather, "All human food is born after going through captivity, harvesting, slaughtering and other tortures Yes, rather than saying that what humans eat is the fragrance of the food, it would be better to say that they enjoy suffering.”

For a moment, the chicken head on Wen Jiubai's chopsticks seemed to become terrifying, and the open beak seemed to be telling the pain of his life.

I shivered all over, and looked at Wen Jiubai sadly, "What did you say during the meal! Sincerity makes people unable to eat, right?"

Wen Jiubai laughed loudly, "Isn't your ability to bear it too bad? No one will let you eat it. It's normal for the weak to eat the strong, and it should be something to be proud of. Come on, give me this piece of chicken head." you."

As he said that, Wen Jiubai put the chicken head he picked up into my bowl. At this moment, it was too late and then quickly, a shadow rushed over and snatched my chicken head away with lightning speed.

"White!" I yelled angrily.

Sure enough, the white weasel was squatting on the table, wagging its tail happily, holding the chicken head in its mouth, and was eating it very happily.

"Anyway, I don't think you want to eat it, so I won't be polite." Bai gnawed the chicken head cleanly.

"Thief!" I said angrily.

"Okay, you can eat yours quickly." Wen Jiubai smiled and gave me two more pieces of meat.

Wen Jiubai's smile is very pretty, no matter from which angle you look at it, he is a peerless handsome man. The inexplicable throbbing in my heart reappeared.

wrong…

Does this throbbing belong to me, or does it belong to an unknown woman who is probably hiding inside me

"It seems that you are also here to rub the heat today, and you have nothing to do." Wen Jiubai said lightly when he sent me to the gate of the old house after dinner.

"Ah... well, yes." I scratched my hair, "You are very warm here."

"I really can't do anything about you. Well, it will be dark in a while, so go back quickly." Wen Jiubai stretched out his hand and rubbed my messy hair. He always likes to touch my hair like this, just like a child. Even if I tell him many times, he doesn't listen to me at all.

but me-

I reached out and grabbed his hand.