Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

When Wenxi woke up, he rarely felt the heat. He wanted to turn over but didn't turn over. He rubbed his face against the side. After feeling the heat, he suddenly realized that he opened his eyes and understood his current situation.

He was held tightly in Pi Xiu's arms, the kind where hands and feet were intertwined.

Although he slept with his arms in his arms a few days ago, at least his clothes were well worn on his body, the straps were not pulled to expose his chest, and he stuck to Pi Xiu's skin.

He sat up with a dark face and tied his clothes, then raised his hand and slapped Pi Xiu's face, a red slap immediately woke up the old monster.

Pixiu covered his face and opened his eyes to curse, but Wenxi's tears fell before he could speak.

"Why are you crying?" Pi Xiu was stunned, he was the one who was beaten, and if he wanted to cry, he had to cry himself.

Wenxi covered her face and sobbed, "I dreamed that it was time when something happened at home."

Pixiu sat up: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Wenxi nodded and Ai Ai asked: "Is your face okay, I seem to have hit you just now."

Pixiu looked at him not speaking, Lao Gao with swollen palm marks on his face, Wenxi was beating his heart, wondering if he could get away with it.

"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose, it's just that the soul is too light, I'll let them cook some chicken soup for you later." Pixiu said lightly and lay down again, thinking about how to deal with this little liar.

Pixiu was thinking, and heard the ghost in his arms ask, "Did you ask about the whereabouts of Taotie yesterday?"

"No." Pixiu came back to his senses: "That old acquaintance of yours is still threatening me, saying that she won't tell me what she knows unless I help."

Wenxi was taken aback: "What old acquaintance?"

"She said that you praised her for singing well and promised her to fulfill one of her wishes. Why aren't you an old acquaintance?" Leather Shoes said indifferently, "Could it be that Mr. Wen is so forgetful that you don't remember mentioning it casually?"

Wenxi thought about it, it seemed that he drank too much on his birthday, and later he pulled an actor to praise him and gave him some treasures, but he couldn't remember whether he made a promise or not.

Maybe I said it, maybe I didn't say it, but it doesn't matter. Right now he can't even protect himself, so how can he fulfill the promise he made to others.

Seeing that he was frowning and not speaking, Pixiu stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brow and said, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

"You came back without asking?" Wenxi looked up at him: "Then... is she still alive?"

Pi Xiu laughed angrily: "She's already a dead ghost, I'm the king of heaven, I can't let her die again."

"But I was really angry yesterday, and I almost slapped her into nothingness." He reached out and pulled Wen Xi's hair that was hanging on his chest behind his ears, "But I held back."

Wenxi didn't know what to say for a while, should he applaud this guy surnamed Pi and praise him for being awesome?

"It's also because I was too angry, so it was very hot when I went to bed, so I took off your clothes." The old monster surnamed Pi shook the pot without hesitation: "So it's all about that female ghost, not me."

Wenxi: ...

He smiled and said how could he blame you, but in his heart he scolded the old monster for opening his eyes and talking nonsense, dare not admit it, and when I have the ability, I will chop you up with a knife.

Which hand fumbles where to chop, so easy.

"I'll go see that female ghost later, and I'll ask you to go down after I ask you clearly, and listen to what she's asking you to do."

Wenxi nodded, leaned against Pi Xiu's arms and fell asleep again after a while.

After lying down for a while, Boss Pi got up, carefully placed the ghost in his arms on the bed, and inspected his soul body. After almost a month of repairs, it was much better than the tattered fishing net when he first arrived. times, I am not afraid that he will melt in the sun.

Inexplicably, Pi Xiu suddenly remembered the red thread connecting them, and the smile on his face suddenly collapsed. It's okay to be an obedient ice pillow to raise a little thing, but forget it if you want to live a lifetime.

Especially this early slap, no one can stand it.

Pixiu has been used to being alone for thousands of years, and he really has no interest in developing a year-end relationship with people or ghosts to make a sensation in the world. He is thin-skinned, and he really doesn't want to be on the headlines of that bullshit forum anymore.

The thin-skinned boss washed up and went downstairs, just in time to meet Ren Jiao who was smoking again.

"Can't you see the big no-smoking sign on the wall?" Pixiu walked over and stretched out his hand: "Hurry up, give me one."

Ren Jiao lit a cigarette for him, and the two of them stood together and smoked, completely ignoring the no-smoking sign pasted on the wall with their own hands, being extremely presumptuous.

"I said, why do you, a fish, like smoking so much?" 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 don't have to smoke hard on land."

"That's true." Pixiu took out his cell phone with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at it, and found that the post on the monster forum had been deleted, and he felt better again, he blew out 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?" Pi Xiu was surprised.

Ren Jiao glanced at him: "It's late, you came down late today."

He put out the cigarette, raised his hand and patted Pixiu's shoulder: "It's different when there are people in the room. We can't compare with you. The bed is cold and the quilt is cold. I don't have the mood to complain."

"Why is there someone in the room?" Pi Xiuxiu wanted to retort when he saw Ren Jiao stretching his hand towards his neck.

Ren Jiao pinched a long hair and shook it in front of Pi Xiu.

Ren Jiao slanted his mouth and looked at his short hair and smiled: "It didn't fall from your head, tsk tsk tsk, at night

How close does it have to be to fall off your neck? "

"Roll!" Pixiu grabbed the hair and threw it on the ground, explaining in a cold voice: "I really just use him as an ice pillow!"

"It's just that the ice pillow has a little hair loss. I understand it's okay." Ren Jiao clapped his chest knowingly: "It's a brother, I support whoever you like, isn't it just a few thousand years younger than you, a big man, holding a golden brick, Dejin brother!"

Pixiu was tired, really tired, he waved his hand and said, "Let Housan catch a rooster and kill it for soup later, let him kill it in the kitchen."

The kitchen was simply tidied up, and the tired boss asked Ren Jiao to bring the female ghost over for questioning.

Pixiu sat on a small wooden stool, Monkey One Two Three Four Five added a small broom on both sides, and two chefs guarded the law on the left and right. Coupled with Ren Jiao's scarred face, he was menacing. Set, unify the rivers and lakes.

The female ghost picked the potato in her mouth, and Pixiu felt it was a waste seeing the bloody tooth marks on it.

The ghost regained consciousness, but blood and tears were still streaming from his eyes. The little broom didn't want to see the carpet get dirty, so she took a basin and put it in front of the female ghost, stammering, "Cry, cry in it, don't drip outside, it's hard to clean up!"

The dripping of tears was quite rhythmic. The five monkeys stared at the basin and wagged their tails according to the rhythm. Only when Pixiu knocked the teacup did they clamp their tails tightly, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Report Come on!"

The female ghost raised her head and looked at the five monkey-like and human-like monsters for a while, then suddenly screamed, and the blood and tears in her eyes flew like high-pressure water guns.

The female ghost screamed: "Monster! There are monsters!"

The five monkeys were suddenly angry.

Damn, to be called a monster by an ugly ghost, does she deserve it? Doesn't Lao Tzu look like a human being than her?

It is not terrible to be called a monster, what is terrible is that people uglier than a monster call a monster.

The little broom looked at the blood and tears splashing on the ground in a daze, and stuttered even more angrily. He had to read a word five or six times before he could spit out the next one, which made Ren Jiao laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Pi Xiu stared at the five monkeys with a dark face, and his desire to eat the monkey brains was particularly strong.

So fucking embarrassing.

Boss Pi slapped the table and roared, "Shut up!"

As a result, it was too hard, and the table was broken into three or four pieces, so it had to be packed up and used as firewood.

Waiting for the five monkeys to move to a new table, the female ghost finally stopped crying, lying on the ground sobbing, still immersed in the aftertaste of being frightened by the two monkey monsters just now.

Pi Xiu cleared his throat: "Tell me how you died first?"

"My family is the corner of the Rong Xi class. I was taken back by Rong Shizi in the capital, but my family didn't want to, so I bumped myself to death." The female ghost paused: "The blood on the painting is the blood that was dyed when my family died. went up."

Qiu Fu was speechless: "Hey, the old society turns people into ghosts, and the new society turns ghosts into people!"

Pixiu looked at her and said: "I can help you avenge, let the reincarnation of Rong Shizi be unlucky or even pay for his life, but you said yesterday that you want to save someone before you tell me what you know, but you have been dead for hundreds of years No matter if the person you want to save lives or dies at that time, they have already reincarnated and don’t remember you.”

The female ghost was taken aback: "Reincarnation?"

"From six hundred years to now, I have to reincarnate five lives." Ren Jiao smiled: "Meng Po soup is so tired, 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 rush for the exam. He is the sweetheart of the Nu family. He met at the banquet of Mr. Wen. He praised the Nu family's opera singing, and said that he would not be tired after listening to the Nu family's singing."

As she spoke, her face turned pale again, and she cried and said: "But the slave family can't see him anymore!"

Qiu Fu immediately stepped forward and 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 recovered calm and lay on the ground without making a sound for a long time.

"Who are you? Why are you asking these questions?" The paleness on the female ghost's face faded, and she returned to her appearance when she was still alive. She looked at Pi Xiu warily, "Where is Mr. Wen?"

"He's resting." Pixiu knocked on the table: "The person you want to save is dead, but it's not impossible for you to see him reincarnated."

The female ghost looked at him and said slowly, "I want to see Mr. Wen."

Pixiu frowned: "I said he was resting."

"If I can see Mr. Wen, I will tell you." The female ghost insisted.

Pixiu's face turned cold and his body temperature rose, which was a sign of anger again. Ren Jiao saw that the situation was not good, and 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."

"Why did it become overpriced so quickly?" Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows and became even more angry, "Why does this cost money and everything else needs money!"

Ren Jiao lowered his voice: "There's nothing you can do about it. Look at the appearance of this female ghost, she won't give up unless you tell the one in your room to come down, why don't you just do what she wants, and you'll feel better if you end up getting the merits sooner." .”

Pixiu was silent for a while, then waved his hand at Little Stammer: "Go, go upstairs and ask someone to come down."