Lulu was making noises, but she was always so considerate. I couldn't help it anymore and cried for a long time. While crying, I said that my second uncle had gray hair.
In the end Lulu cried with me.
During this period, Fang Zhongyu touched the back of his head and entered Lulu's room in confusion. He asked Lulu if she couldn't poop and was crying. Then Lulu kicked her out because she was angry.
I was extremely sad, but after being fucked like this by the two of them, my desire to cry suddenly disappeared.
I still felt a little melancholy after hanging up the phone, so I lay on the bed and tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.
However, the quilt at Grandpa San’s house also smells like incense, which makes me feel at ease.
I'm already very familiar with this smell.
I woke up at around six o'clock in the morning. When I opened the window, the fresh smell after the rain came from outside, which made my brain suddenly wake up.
I first went to Third Grandpa's room. Third Grandpa was still sleeping in the same position as yesterday, hanging by criss-crossing pipes.
The second uncle was lying on the sofa next to the bed, sleeping very uncomfortably, with his brows furrowed tightly, and he curled up into a ball, maybe because he was cold.
I opened the closet, took a blanket, walked over quietly, covered my second uncle, and then quietly exited the room and closed the door.
In the open kitchen downstairs, Shen Zhaoshan was already making breakfast. Unexpectedly, this tough man looked quite good in an apron.
Zhou Hu helped him, and the two of them were surprisingly harmonious.
I went over and washed my hands and joined the cooking team.
"Members of the Banyao Division have entered Nanjiang one after another. Yesterday, our people strangled eight people in total." Zhou Hu smiled and washed a round green eggplant. There were water drops hanging on the eggplant skin.
It looks a little cute.
Shen Zhaoshan hissed, grabbed the eggplant with disgust and impatiently, and glared at Zhou Hu: "Can you please stop laughing and saying kill it, it's disgusting?"
"That's called horror. You're a cultural desert. Read more books and return farmland to forests as soon as possible!"
"Hey, I said you..."
Seeing that these two people were about to quarrel again, I rolled my eyes, easily squeezed in between them, and separated them.
"Members of Banyaosi are dying one after another. Won't they realize something is wrong?" I asked Zhou Hu while cutting the eggplant.
Zhou Hu waved his hand with a smile: "Not at all. The first day the members of the Fan Yaosi came to Nanjiang, I had already let the wind out, 'In order to compete for the position of leader, the members of the Fanyaosi will kill each other.'"
As I listened, the hairs on my back stood up one by one. Zhou Hu was really a good at sowing dissension. That’s why Third Grandpa thought he was pure and upright.
Shen Zhaoshan shivered and went to make some noodles with some vague thoughts.
Zhou Hu also started cutting meat beside me.
Surprisingly, these two men in their thirties are very good at cooking, and it can be seen that they cook a lot for themselves.
I originally wanted to ask them about their cooking skills, but unfortunately I didn't.
Because I just finished cutting the eggplant, Chu Jingjing called me.
I washed my hands, pressed the button, put it on the outside, and continued cutting cabbage: "Hello?"
Chu Jingjing's anxious voice, accompanied by the sound of electricity, flowed into my ears from the receiver: "Great Immortal! It's not good! Xidan's husband is unwilling to admit his mistake to Nan Nan. He invited a foreign priest to his house this morning, saying he wanted to teach him a lesson.
Nan Nan! The priest said that if Nan Nan knew the pain, he would be willing to be reincarnated! I think this is so unfair to Nan Nan! Is it so difficult to apologize? "
I was stunned, and Shen Zhaoshan and Zhou Hu were also stunned. They both stopped what I was doing and looked at my phone.
Chu Jingjing seemed to be at Pang Xidan's home now, because a male voice speaking Chinese with a foreign accent appeared in her background vaguely.
Shen Zhaoshan frowned and touched me with his elbow: "Your pilgrim?"
"Um."
Zhou Hu put down the kitchen knife and meat, frowned and began to rub his chin: "I have met foreign priests before, but they don't seem to have said that ghosts can be reborn after they have taught them a lesson.
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"That's true." Shen Zhaoshan rarely agreed with Zhou Hu's words, "Gui, the more you teach her, the more resentful she will be, and it will be harder for her to be reincarnated."
"Yeah." Zhou Hu nodded, "The foreign priest I saw directly killed the ghosts who didn't want to leave, and deceived the master into reincarnating... Oops!"
Zhou Hu put down his hand bitterly, rubbing a layer of lard on his chin, and a few short gray stubbles appeared on his shiny skin.
Shen Zhaoshan laughed heartily.
Chu Jingjing on the other side was already jumping up and down in a hurry: "Great Immortal, come quickly! I'll hold off that doggy priest first!"
Chu Jingjing hung up the phone angrily.
I sighed deeply. It seemed that the idea of spending more time with my second uncle and my third grandpa was impossible. Pang Xi’s single husband was really busy.
That bit of manly dignity could actually make him so confused.
I resignedly put on my coat, and Shen Zhaoshan sent me home. I changed into my leather clothes and took Wong Tai Sin and Sister Hu Ming with me, and Shen Zhaoshan sent me downstairs to Pangxi Shan's house.
As soon as I got off the car, I was suddenly stunned.
The tall building next to the car was already shrouded in a thick layer of black fog. Even before entering, the deep resentment was suffocating.
Shen Zhaoshan lowered the car window and gave me a thumbs-up while holding back his lips: "President-to-be, it's time to test you. I didn't bring the teacher, so I won't go up. Take care of yourself!"
Then, the black car drove away without any mercy.
…It’s so unfaithful.
I turned around resignedly and walked towards the corridor. As soon as I entered, I heard a shrill ghostly cry.
I don’t know how many people came from all directions, crying in pain, and the crying was like a needle piercing my ear.
Wong Tai Sin was walking in front, his pace was swift and sharp. He rubbed his nose and frowned and said: "Nan Nan is so resentful that she has become the first-level ghost in this world. When she is angry, other little ghosts feel uncomfortable."
After entering the elevator, Sister Hu Ming snorted coldly: "People from abroad dare to come to our country to make trouble."
I looked at their solemn expressions with confusion, as if my territory had been invaded by someone, and I was holding back my anger.
As the elevator went up, the mist that came in became thicker and the elevator swayed. I could hear the sound of the ropes hanging on the elevator breaking bit by bit.
Wong Tai Sin's high-pitched voice was very low: "The resentment is already causing danger to the surrounding buildings."
My heart is getting more and more nervous. If I fall and die, I will probably suffer a powdery fracture.
But soon, a slightly cold hand fell on my shoulder, with a familiar weight. When I turned my head, I saw Master’s charming face.
My eyes lit up with surprise: "Master."
Now that Master is here, this matter should be much simpler!
Master nodded and pulled me behind him. Wong Tai Sin and Sister Hu Ming also consciously stood behind.
The master stood in front of the elevator door and snorted coldly. The resentment that filled the air ran away in a hurry, and the elevator returned to calm.