Panguan

They looked at Xie Wen's hand and whispered, "Why is it like this again?"

Lao Mao quickly gestured at them, and they both swallowed.

If the puppets don't want to make a sound, they are really silent. After all, they are spirits and not real people.

Xiaozhao quickly brought the medicine bowl up from downstairs and placed it on the tea table. It became hot as soon as he covered it with his hands.

Xie Wen sat down at the tea table and soaked his two hands covered in black mist.

Lao Mao went to get the gloves. The two sisters lay at the table and watched Xie Wen soak his hands. After holding it in for a long time, they still couldn't hold it in and said, "Boss..."

In fact, they didn't call Xie Wen that way before. Like many puppets, they would have an honorific title for their master, either "Puppet Master" or "Your Majesty."

But in this world, I found that this would be regarded as a mental illness.

So they forcefully changed their name to "boss". After calling him "boss" for a while, it became a habit.

Xie Wen glanced at the two sisters and signaled them to speak if they had anything to say.

Dazhao said, "Will he find out if you are like this?"

Xie Wen asked good-naturedly: "What am I like?"

Dazhao pointed to Xie Wen's hand.

"I can't find it." Xie Wen said softly, "I can't reach this level in front of him. Even if he looks at me with his spiritual eyes, he will only see that I am covered with karma, which is a little more and thicker than ordinary people. As for my life experience, there is no other problem."

He watched the concoction slowly turn black, smiled and said, "Hasn't he tasted it before?"

When it comes to this, Xiaozhao and Xiaozhao are full of stomachaches and want to vomit: Can you taste this stuff casually? One really dares to ask for it, and the other really dares to give it.

However, they then thought that Xie Wen would definitely accept it and would not let this apprentice have any problems.

"Okay, even if you can't see it in this aspect." Dazhao was still a little worried, "What about other things? He is so powerful."

Xie Wen reminded her: "The spirits are not ready yet."

Dazhao said "Oh".

"That's right, the lack of spirituality has affected too many people. You see, he didn't realize that we were puppets." Xiao Zhao said, "In the past, other people might not be able to tell even if they were beaten to death. He could just stare for a while." Realize.”

Dazhao: "But now we also——"

Lao Mao came over with gloves and interrupted her: "Nothing?"

Dazhao pursed his lips.

Lao Mao put his gloves respectfully beside the medicine bowl and said to Dazhao seriously: "It will be fine."

"Old Mao." Xie Wen suddenly spoke and said to him: "Go and get two talismans from the box."

Lao Mao said "Hey" and got busy.

As soon as he left, Dazhao opened his mouth again, looking like he was hesitating to speak.

Xie Wen said angrily: "Little girl, did I saw off your mouth?"

Dazhao shook his head like a plucked drum, and then squeezed out another sentence: "I still think he might have discovered something. Before he woke up, I seemed to hear him..."

Xie asked: "What did you hear?"

Dazhao: "I heard him say something, it sounded like your name."

Xie Wen finally had a reaction.

He raised his eyelids and then lowered them, saying quietly: "You heard wrong."

Dazhao said "Oh", finally allaying his doubts.

"By the way, boss, are you going to take Lao Mao out tomorrow?" Xiao Zhao asked.

Dazhao was dissatisfied: "Bringing Lao Mao along again...what about us?"

Xie asked: "You look after the house."

The two sisters' faces were as wrinkled as if they had swallowed lemons alive. Xie Wen added: "It's too far away. We won't be able to come back for a while. If you run away, who should I turn to here?"

The sisters were impressed by this, but still asked, "Where are you going?"

Xie Wen raised his chin towards the side of the tea table, where there was a folded piece of yellow form paper.

The big call and the big call knew each other. It was something sent back by the puppet released by Xie Wen. There should be news about Wen Shiling's appearance again, but this time it took a long time, and it was probably a bit far away.

Xiaozhao opened the paper and saw that it read: Guizhuangzi

"Guizhuangzi? Where is this?"

"Tianjin."

***

Xia Qiao got up very early that day and was sitting upright on the sofa at 7 o'clock, facing Wen Shi's bedroom door, waiting to pick up his cell phone.

As a modern person, no matter whether it is real or fake, he is already accustomed to the existence of mobile phones. Even if he was away for just one night, he felt like he was living without a soul.

But his brother didn't understand this kind of pain. Maybe it was because you were quiet last night. No, he slept too late. Xia Qiao waited until 8:30 before his brother came out.

After washing up, Wen Shi rolled up his sleeves and walked to the sofa: "Why did you get up so early?"

Xia Qiao said: "Waiting for my soul."

When I heard it: "?"

Under Xia Qiao's eager gaze, he finally remembered about the mobile phone. He took out his cell phone from his trousers pocket and looked at it again before handing it to Xia Qiao. Only then did he realize that Zhou Xu had sent several messages last night.

Xia Qiao raised his hands and waited respectfully: "Brother, are you frowning?"

After Wenshi scanned a row of nonsense, he didn't see the address he wanted, so he handed the phone to Xia Qiao and said, "It's nothing, he's a little strange."

Xia Qiao: "Why is it strange?"

Wen Shi: "I said goodbye and talked a lot."

Xia Qiao thought about it seriously: "...I suspect that what he said goodbye didn't mean the same thing as what you understood.

. "

When I heard it: "?"

He was not interested in Zhou Xu's strange language habits, so he didn't ask further. He only told Xia Qiao: "If Zhou Xu sends another message, let me take a look."