Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

Hou Da fell into a long-lost silence.

If you don't give up Pi Xiu's idea of ​​going out to the breakfast stall, it will only be a matter of time before his brothers fall into the position of getting up late and standing on the side of the road calling Wowotou for one yuan and four.

Monkey has already seen through the ugly face of Pi Xiu, a capitalist who oppresses the landlord class. Even though he wants to make money early to buy a house, find a girlfriend and save some money for his younger brother, Houjing still has dignity.

Sun Wukong can hit the Heavenly Palace, so why does he have to sell corn bread on the street to hide from the urban management?

He will never sell corn buns!

Hou Jing took a deep breath, pointed to the square outside the door where the firecrackers were ringing and the gongs and drums were blaring, and said: "Boss, there are no guests coming because of the noise outside."

"How could no one come? After a while, this group of old things will stop and leave, and we will still open for business." Pixiu didn't pay attention to this group of guys with an average age of 1,000 years, thinking that there would be more trouble. Then Sima Mian will have to lead the dog to arrest people, these old bastards have no other skills, but one is better than the other for saving face.

Su An glanced at the commotion outside the door: "Boss, do you know what happened?"

"Yaochi Immortal fights Twelve Gold Immortals." Pi Xiu yawned, then listened to the voice on the other side and said, "It's already reached the point of greeting each other's ancestors, and they will leave after the competition."

Su An frowned: "Why did the two sides suddenly clash?"

"I will answer this question." Hou Erji pulled his slippers over and raised his mobile phone and said, "The Supervisory Office is going to hold a party of gods, demons, fairies and ghosts to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the Supervisory Office. It is said that it is the first merit reward."

"The merit is made by his family? If there is one, then there is it?" Pixiu took his mobile phone and looked carefully, and found that this activity is divided into several stages. The party is the finale, and there are still a few voting warm-ups .

The most beautiful fairy, the cutest fairy cub, the prettiest pet, the strongest magic weapon...

Pi Xiu snapped his fingers and saw the most handsome male immortal click in, as he expected, he saw his name, side by side with that ugly ghost of Feng Du.

The number of votes under the key is not too low, but when you click on the comment, it is full of green grass.

"A vote of sympathy."

"Actually, it can't be said that he can be regarded as the fifth son of a diamond, but the marriage is a bit close."

"Tiandao opened the door for him to make money, and closed the window for him to get married."

Pi Xiu: ...

He suddenly looked up at Monkey Two: "Did you sign up by yourself or automatically by the system?"

"Automatically, there are monsters with heads and faces on it." Monkey 2 was shrunk by the boss, and immediately hid behind his brother, carefully said: "Boss, don't be angry, just look at the reward for the first place. There are many merits."

Indeed, there are quite a lot, and only three female ghosts like Jia Suzhen can be compared, but isn't this just a waste of money for selling lust?

With a dark face, Pi Xiu threw the phone back to Hou Er, and rushed upstairs angrily. Under Wen Xi's puzzled eyes, he took the phone and pressed randomly, sending voting links to all his prestige groups and Moments chat groups.

Make a fortune: link: ...

Make a fortune: I, the most handsome male fairy, vote, hurry up.

Doesn't it smell good?

Of course, it was so fragrant that Pixiu even opened Taobao to see how to swipe tickets.

But it is impossible to swipe votes. The people in the supervisory office have long expected that this group of unscrupulous gods and monsters will cheat, and directly authenticated by the soul. A soul can only cast one vote per vote per day.

Mortals without spirits are directly disqualified from voting and cannot even enter the website.

The mortal customers in Pi Xiu’s hands are useless, and no one accepts the order when he swipes the ticket. He sits on the bed holding his mobile phone and hugs Wenxi to get angry. He directly assigns tasks to the restaurant staff group and counts them into this month’s KPI. Each person votes every day After posting pictures and checking in, the most handsome male fairy Pixiu must make his C debut.

Wenxi: "How much merit can this vote award?"

Pi Xiu didn't raise his eyes: "There are quite a lot."

Wenxi watched the messages on his mobile phone jumping non-stop, took out his mobile phone and clicked in, and found that he could vote. He decisively voted for Pixiu, and showed him the pop-up box of the successful vote.

"You're so good." Pi Xiu was busy canvassing for himself, rubbed Wenxi's head perfunctorily, and gave him some positive energy to go over.

Li Pixiu is notorious on weekdays, and some little monsters dare not say a fart when they hear his name. Looking at his vicious photo, they dare not vote, so they swipe to find their brother.

"How does it compare with the merits of saving me?" Wenxi asked.

If saving himself can allow this old monster to gain more merit, it can be regarded as repaying his kindness for taking care of him during this period of time. An old ghost like myself should have a lot of merit, otherwise this stingy old monster would not be willing to take care of himself like this.

Pi Xiu pressed the phone for a moment, and said vaguely: "It's about the same. I have to take you to Fengdu to find out how much merit you have."

Wenxi responded, thinking that there would definitely be more.

Pixiu's canvassing work has come to an end, and some accounts should be settled.

After giving Wenxi some yang energy and waiting for him to fall asleep, Pixiu changed his clothes and went downstairs to sprint towards the cemetery with the bright yellow electric car between them. He ran through four traffic lights along the way. Smell it all.

When the office door was kicked open, Feng Du maintained a professional smile and looked at Pi Xiu: "Don't be angry, I didn't decide this matter."

Pi Xiu's face darkened: "Heaven's Dao has woken up again?"

"Woke up for a moment." Feng Du smiled: "Told us to hold an event and then fell asleep again."

Pi Xiu sneered: "Then he is very powerful, the merit is not his

life? Why are you willing to take it out and give it away now? Still sending so much at once like a big wholesaler? "

"It's a lot of gifts, but only a few people can get it." Feng Du made him a cup of tea: "Fairies and monsters live too long, and their minds are too small, and they will definitely argue over things like voting. The more conflicts between us If you are busy with internal fighting, the mortals will be safer, isn't that what it wants to see the most?"

Pi Xiu drank the cold tea in the cup: "An old thing who has lived for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years is eager for a little merit, just like ordinary people who do anything to make money."

"Isn't that what it wants?" Feng Du stretched out his hand and pointed at the sky, "The longer you live like a human, the more karma you will be entangled in your body, and one day, maybe it will really become a human just as it thinks. It's over."

There was a sudden thunder outside the window, and the sunny weather seemed to be turning cloudy.

The smile on Feng Du's face remained unchanged, and he said with a good temper: "I'm just joking, why are you so angry? Go on to sleep."

Pixiu looked at him: "You dare to say anything."

Feng Du just looked at the dissipated gloominess outside the window and said with a smile: "There's nothing to be afraid of, but everyone knows that this is a trap, but they can't resist it, so they can only jump in according to its meaning. .not to mention……"

Before he finished speaking, Pixiu knew what this old friend meant.

This world no longer needs any gods and monsters.

The two looked at each other and calmed down. Feng Du poured him another cup of tea: "Take a step and watch, there is no need to worry about such things. Why didn't you bring Wenxi with you today? It's the weather, so it stands to reason that you are I can't live without him for a moment."

Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Why should I take him out in such a big sun? If it melts, I won't have to cry."

Feng Du sneered: "Pi Shimei, you still feel sorry for others."

"Come on, is that the mentally handicapped and handsome fairy you reported to me?" Pi Xiu stared at Feng Du: "Either give me the number one shady place, or give me a bad name."

Pi Xiu didn't have the word "lost" in his dictionary, so if he wanted it, he would be number one.

Feng Du spread his hands: "I can't help it. I only provide technical support here. The specific activity data monitoring is monitored by the Supervision Office. Let me tell you, they have borrowed Di Ting this time. There is a little bit of cheating It will be known immediately, so you just accept this heart."

Pi Xiu's face darkened a bit: "Then what should we do?"

"What should I do? Don't ask me, ask the first one." Feng Du refreshed the page, and with a cry, he showed Pi Xiu Erlangshen who is currently ranked number one.

He was dressed in black work clothes of the supervisory office, buttoned up to the top of the belt and fastened tightly. The iceberg face matched the uniform, which was simply the best match for abstinence.

Feng didn't even need to open the comment section to know that it was like chicken flu, a piece of Awei chicken had died, and if it hadn't died, it would still be crowing.

He looked at Pixiu and then at the phone: "You probably won't do it this way, but you can do the opposite. When someone puts on your clothes, you take them off. If it doesn't work, you win."

Pixiu stared at him, clenched his fists and held back the fight, and left angrily with a demonic aura.

Feng Du was still shouting at the back: "Really, think about it, with your body, you're so strong, brother!"

Brother you mua!

Old Ancestor Pi lived almost a long time, but he never thought that he would fall into the situation of canvassing votes by taking off his clothes. Isn't it just a vote, isn't it just a little merit, who cares?

Boss Pi thought while touching his firm abdominal muscles, he was really not rare at all.

He rode his motorcycle home and found that the two groups of people in the opposite square hadn't stopped, the music was loud, and there seemed to be fewer pedestrians on the road than usual.

Boss Pi glanced at Houjing who was sitting in a daze at the door of the shop, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition.

"What are you doing sitting here?" Pixiu stopped the car and walked to the door, "Why don't you greet the guests?"

The monkey spirits sat at the door and shook their heads in unison, and the second monkey shook his head while holding his mobile phone and said sadly: "I've heard it three times that the Great Wall will never fall, why hasn't my darling replied to my message yet?"

Su An came out with the ledger: "Boss, there are no customers this morning, and the turnover in the store is 0!"

Pi Xiu's face turned dark again, even feeling the coldness in his body was useless.

At this time, Ren Jiao came out of the backyard with a broom and said loudly: "What's wrong with Lao Pi, the roosters in the backyard don't crow, and the hens don't lay eggs. I didn't even say a single egg this morning, and there wasn't even a drop of feces. I'm scared to be constipated!"

Pixiu threw away the cigarette in his mouth, and sneered: "Go, all the monkeys in the store will follow me."

Can't you sing and dance? I will let you dance the last dance of your life today.

Justodance!