Chapter 20: Starving You, Starving You, Starving You (4)
"Mr. Shi, you can't eat these things every day. Over time, your body will collapse. Look at your face..." The aunt selling steamed buns advised him with a worried look on her face.
The sky is clear and the sun is bright. It stands to reason that ghosts cannot see the sun, but as a ghost user and using Qianye's cultivation, he can still transform into an entity and walk under the sun.
Even though he looks bad, ordinary people just think that he is in poor health. Who dares to guess that he is a ghost?
Xiao Qianhe smiled, his already handsome cheeks were accompanied by a not so good expression, and he was wearing a strong blue shirt, which looked a little thin covering his slender body, which really made people feel unbearable.
Handing over a few coins, he hesitated and changed his words: "Auntie, let's buy two meat buns today instead."
"Okay." The aunt selling steamed buns agreed happily, took the copper plate, wrapped four hot meat buns in paper bags and stuffed them into Xian's hands, "You are a young man, how can two buns be enough? I have something to ask of you, aunt.
Help, it rained last night and the roof of my house leaked a little, can you fix it when you have free time?"
"No problem." Shi nodded in agreement, smiled and thanked again.
He is actually a very useless ghost. He knows nothing but these chores.
Generally speaking, as a Celestial Master becomes more advanced, he can have up to three ghost angels, who can be used as helpers to slay demons, take care of daily life, and can also be kept as pets for play.
However, the first ghost of the Celestial Master is very important, as it is usually a person from the sect who died before attaining enlightenment.
He knows the way of ghosts, understands the principles of demons, and can even serve as a ghost master for young heavenly masters. They complement each other and can be regarded as half of the power of a heavenly master.
However, Death was not a Celestial Master during his lifetime. When he was alive, he did not even believe that such a person as a Celestial Master existed.
"Young Master, please stay."
There was a clear shout from behind, and Sui turned around and saw a pretty girl who looked familiar, and asked: "Is something wrong?"
The girl looked at him shyly, lowered her head and whispered: "A few days ago, my mother asked someone to burn a large vat at the entrance of the town, and said that she could ask you to help deliver it to her home..."
"I'm afraid I can't do it today, but can I do it tomorrow?" Xiao asked with a smile.
"Okay, okay..." The girl immediately blushed, stuffed the wet piece of silver into his hand, accidentally touched his cold fingers, and stammered as if she was in a panic: "This is
...The wages are...my mother said she would give it to you first no matter what."
"Then I'll wait for you at the entrance of the town early tomorrow morning." After saying this, he turned around. He couldn't stay too long today.
"Mr. Death..."
"Anything else?"
The girl's face was red, and she carefully looked at the bustling crowd around her. Her voice was like a mosquito chirping, "It's heavy in the morning, so... put on more clothes."
After saying that, he ran away as if running away, leaving Shan Shan standing there in a daze, looking at the small piece of silver shining in his palm.
He is a ghost. No matter how much he wears, his fingers will not feel warm.
And the people in this town knew that he seemed to be poor, so they more or less asked him to do some work, and gave him some wages to support him. There seemed to be only so much he could do for Qianye.
However, he didn't want Qianye to know these things. If she knew that a girl asked him for help, what did she say about him last time?
By the way, seducing women from good families and harming good people.
Suddenly, a sharp gaze fell on him, as if it wanted to penetrate him. It was not like the eyes of ordinary people looking at and speculating.
Shi Xun looked over and saw that there was still a bustling crowd, but he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.