As soon as she got home, Song Xi's cell phone kept ringing with messages.
When I clicked it open, I saw it belonged to a fox and some flying pigs.
fox:
"Song Xi, it's time to come back and eat. Not eating for a long time is not good for your health."
"It's been three days, why haven't you replied to the message?"
"Something happened? Do you want me to help you?"
"It's been almost seven days. If you still don't come back, I will go down to find you."
Flying Pig:
"You're out of luck, you're playing tricks on me right under my nose."
"The fox calls you home for dinner."
"Today's article is locked, so boring."
"Have you asked me to cook it? Send me a message."
Song Xi replied:
Feizhu: "It's all your fault. Wait for me to come back and examine it in three halls."
Fox: "The network is unavailable, I'll come back and explain in detail."
Song Xi saw that the Internet was connected and guessed that the matter might have passed.
Sure enough, when she arrived at the intersection, there were no guards there.
I sent a message to Li Liang, saying that I had something to do and asked him to arrange it by himself in the next two days.
Crossing the road we came from, Songxi slowly disappeared at the end of the road.
After Song Xi disappeared, a figure appeared.
It was Wang Yan.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan transformed into an ordinary passerby.
Seeing Tang Qiusheng disappear in a Taoist temple, he also walked in.
After passing through the gate, walking into the backyard, and stepping into the fox's room door, she opened her eyes.
My body feels a little stiff.
Song Xi got up to do some activities, thinking that next time she should come back in shorter intervals.
Change Qiu Sheng's clothes, change back to your own body, and put on your own clothes.
I suddenly felt hungry.
She hurriedly walked to the cafeteria.
It was now two or three o'clock in the afternoon, lunch had been eaten, and dinner had not yet arrived.
When Song Xi entered the canteen, it was already empty.
She entered the kitchen, rummaged here and there, and finally found some steamed buns and steamed buns in the refrigerator that she had not finished eating in the morning.
Then he poured a bowl of water from the tea bucket.
She ate hungrily with the tea, and she ate five or six of them in one go.
While eating, I heard the sound of Grandma Zhang talking to the cat when she was bored.
"Tell us a joke, little one. You must have never heard of it."
"Someone asked a child in the village."
"How many people in your family have tea and rice?"
"The child replied: My grandpa is the only one who eats tea and rice in our family."
I still remember that Grandma Zhang burst out laughing after she finished speaking. Song Xi didn't get the point of the laugh and was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, she couldn't see her cat face.
"Chichafan means to have tea and eat; it means how many people are in the family."
Song Xi now realized that he, like his grandfather, had tea and rice.
"Eat slowly, don't choke." The cafeteria uncle came in with a watermelon in his hand.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, where did the little girl come from? She hasn't eaten in a few days." She said while cutting the watermelon.
Song Xi was either a flower-armed cat or Qiu Sheng here before, and he only showed up once, so the uncle thought it was stolen by pilgrims.
"Uncle, don't move, give me half a melon." Song Xi saw the uncle preparing to strike a second time.
"Can you finish eating? Don't overdo it." The uncle was slightly worried.
"It's okay, uncle, where's the spoon?" Song Xi stood up.
"The second compartment in that cabinet." The uncle pointed.
The uncle cut his half of the watermelon into segments, picked up one segment and started eating, the watermelon juice flowing down the corner of his mouth to the ground.
Song Xi took a spoon and ate it one spoon at a time, while the uncle ate it with big mouthfuls.
When both of them finished eating, they were evenly matched in terms of speed.
Song Xi let out a long burp, packed up the watermelon rinds, threw them into the swill bucket, and prepared to go out.
"Wait a minute." The uncle called Song Xi.
"Oh, yes, I haven't paid yet." Song Xi took out his mobile phone.
"Who wants you to pay? Can you add us on WeChat and I'll introduce you to a handsome guy?" The uncle suddenly lowered his voice.
"How handsome?" Song Xi also lowered his voice.
"Song Qing, do you know?" The uncle looked around and seemed to be working on an underground connection.
"I know, he is very handsome, but isn't there a beautiful girl chasing him?"
"You're not bad at all. Besides, you can eat so much, so you'll definitely be able to have children in the future."
Song Xi: "..." What kind of tiger and wolf words are this?
"They haven't made any progress yet. Maybe they like it one-sidedly. Maybe he likes your model." The uncle winked at him.
"Do you really like being a matchmaker? Matchmaking is your true calling, right? A cook who doesn't want to be a matchmaker is not a good Taoist priest?" She heard the footsteps of the fox outside and was already standing at the door.
"You don't understand. Seeing you young people playing around makes me feel several years younger."
"Just like seeing you eat so much, I can eat two more bowls."
There was a burst of laughter outside the door.
The uncle turned around and looked like a quail. He picked up a rag and wiped it on the clean table.
"Thank you for the watermelon. Goodbye." Song Xi waved to the uncle.
"In addition, Xiaoling is my sister and Song Qing is my brother-in-law." Song Xi did not forget to insert the knife.
The uncle glanced at Song Xi resentfully.
Coming out of the kitchen, the two of them walked towards the fox's bedroom.
"Looking for Song Qing?" Song Xi woke up and didn't see the fox, thinking she was looking for Song Qing again.
"I'm looking for you, the heartless one." The fox nodded her forehead.
"When I went to the underworld, I chased you on my mobile phone and couldn't catch up. Why are you running so fast?" the fox complained.
"I thought you were kidnapped."
"Don't talk nonsense." Song Xi felt as if his words had always come true recently, but he was afraid of crow's mouth.
"I've always said something lately, and I'm scared."
After hearing this, the fox's eyes lit up and he smiled.
"What happened?" The two returned to the room and sat down.
Song Xi's stomach was so bulging that he spread his limbs and leaned on the chair.
She recounted her experiences during this period, not forgetting to attack the flying pig.
"You mean there were no guards when you went there, but there were guards when you wanted to come back on the same day?" the fox asked.
"Yeah." Song Xi said disapprovingly.
"I think your identity as Qiusheng has been discovered. And -" the fox glanced outside the house.
"People may have come to the door." The fox stood up.
"It's okay, I'm here, you can go to Feizhu's place."
"He comes here every day to see if you're awake. I think if he wasn't afraid that I would laugh at him, he might make more trips."
When Wang Yan came in, he didn't see Song Xi again. He walked around and looked around secretly, but still didn't see it.
However, I thought that Qiu Sheng was just another person pretending to be someone else, and he might have returned to his original form.
I looked around and found no one suspicious.
Until I saw Song Xi eating and drinking in the cafeteria.
He wasn't quite sure about this alone.
He deliberately passed her by when she was returning.
She has the aura of Qiu Sheng.
It's her.
However, his actions were looked at by a woman next to her, who looked suspicious.
Do you want to go back? There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in such a small Taoist temple. I feel like I can't handle it alone.
When he was about to pull away, a female voice came from behind.
