Chapter 21: Starving You, Starving You, Starving You (5)
Back in the wooden house, there was still silence everywhere. Qianye had fallen asleep on the table, and the monster...
Shi looked at Wu Zhou who was occupying the bed with some displeasure, but unexpectedly met a pair of gray eyes. The cold color did not have a trace of warmth, and was as cold as snow. Even though they had been together for a night, he could not find anything in those eyes.
Halfway through it.
Looking at him was like looking at a stranger, arrogantly looking at him, as if he was demonstrating and warning.
Maybe Qianye was right. Wuji felt grateful for saving him. Maybe when he was able to move, he would choose to repay kindness with hatred.
Death didn't want to make any noise to alarm Qianye, and Wu Zhou didn't seem to want to speak. One ghost and one demon stared at each other for a long time.
"Are the two of you acting like a ghost?" Qianye woke up smelling the fragrance, lying on the table and looking at Sui, and suddenly his misty eyes widened, "Sui, are you doing hard work again?"
Shi put the paper bag on the table, and pushed the roast chicken he bought with the small piece of silver in front of Qianye, "Sir, you lost weight to be slim, but you don't have enough physical strength, and the ghost's strength will also be affected.
When I went out to do errands at night with the talisman, I almost fell into a pit while practicing Qinggong."
Chiba rolled his eyes at him, grabbed a meat bun angrily, took a bite and said, "Don't make it so miserable. If I get fat, I will be the one who falls into the pit."
"If ghosts don't fight for themselves, it would be better for you to fall into a pit."
"Death, you reminded me that if you don't take care of yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth. Should I consider killing you first?"
"Sir, you won't talk when you eat or sleep." Shen reminded him.
Qianye was stunned, took a bite of the bun, tilted his head and said, "Did I talk in my sleep when I fell asleep just now?"
"..."
"By the way, has anything happened in the town lately?"
Seeing Qianye asking about business, Shi also stopped joking and said seriously: "Since the haunting of Liu's house was settled half a month ago, the town has become peaceful. The town is small, so I'm afraid there won't be much business."
"Then it's time for us to leave. If we stay here, we can only sit back and have nothing."
Shi concealed the abnormality he had just noticed in the town, looked at Wu Zhou, and said hesitantly: "Then he... also takes him with him?"
"He..." Qianye then forced herself to face the fact that there was another drag on her side. She thought she was lucky enough to meet a sexy ghost that she could only see once.
But she didn't want to, and she didn't know if it was because she was so lucky that she met a white fox that was even rarer than a naughty ghost.
However, this white fox is full of incredible weirdness, and is also so sick that she may die at any time. I don't know whether she is lucky or unlucky.
Wu Zhou was awake and heard clearly the conversation between them, but to him, the content of those conversations was meaningless.
The gray eyes looked at Death for a while, and then at Qianye, as if looking at a stranger, even as if facing a potential threat, and the last bit of strength was also used to be vigilant.
Qianye wiped his hands, walked to the bedside, looked at each other quietly with Wu Zhou, and slowly drank the hot water from the cup.
Accepting him as a demon envoy? Difficult.
Let him go...even if she is so bored that she does good things every day?
"You have drank the talisman drawn with my blood, which means you have drank my blood. Your name is Wu Zhou, and I already know it. The demon envoy took the last step of recognizing his master and willingly cut off a strand of hair...
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"Impossible." Wu Zhou said softly, still determined without any room for error.