"White in the southeast, northwest, and middle? Aren't these mahjong tiles!?" I said in surprise. I don't play mahjong on weekdays, but as a person from the hot summer, how can I not know this quintessence of Chinese art?
"That's right, the types of mahjong tiles you use in the Yang Realm are based on the impermanence of the Yin and Yang Division in the underworld."
Wucao, I didn’t expect that mahjong was invented by the underworld. No wonder every time it’s dead of night, everything is silent, the living are sleeping, and the dead are wandering around, the sound of playing mahjong can be heard all over the street. I’m so sorry,
Those sounds are not necessarily made by people playing mahjong late at night?
"Wu Ming, please remember this for me," Xie Xin'an pulled my thoughts back from mahjong, "Except for us Bai Wuchang, when you encounter other impermanent Yin Cha, don't have too much contact, because every Yin Cha
They all perform their duties, like the weasel demon you met today - if it is really a weasel demon, then its dead soul will be managed by Fa Chang. If you rescue her or detain her back to the underworld, even if
This is crossing the line, do you understand?"
"Is there such a thing?" I frowned, "Then what kind of dead souls are we, Bai Wuchang, responsible for?"
"What do you think?" Xie Xin'an raised her eyebrows.
"The ghost of violent death?"
"right."
This is it, a professional counterpart. My hearse is responsible for people who die violently. Xie Xin'an's Bai Wuchang is responsible for ghosts who die violently. No wonder I was chosen as the "White Dragon Envoy".
"Okay, I'm afraid you won't be able to digest it if I talk too much. You have been busy all day, so take a rest early. I also need to take a rest." Xie Xin'an got up from the sofa and walked to the only bathroom.
I am indeed still digesting it, imagining the other six things belonging to the category of impermanence. Impermanence is responsible for demons, so what are the five in the southeast, northwest and northwest responsible for?
Not long after, the bathroom door opened a crack, and Xie Xin'an's voice came from inside: "My bathrobe is on the bed in the bedroom."
After saying that, she closed the door. Did she mean to ask me to get it for her?
I got up and went to Xie Xin'an's room, turned on the wall lamp, and there was a thin plush bathrobe wrapped on the bed. It was white (most of her clothes were white, maybe related to her career), and I put it on my arm.
I took my bathrobe and came to the bathroom door. My bathroom has a sliding door with no lock, but I didn’t dare to open the door and pass it in for fear of being beaten.
"Sir?" I called out, but the sound of water rushing inside was so loud that she might not have heard it.
"Sir, the bathrobe is here." I raised my voice, but she still didn't respond.
Generally speaking, if there is this kind of plot in a movie, most of the time the heroine has something happened in the bathroom and has passed out. As the hero, I should rush in immediately, fish her out of the water, and wrap her up.
I picked up something and rushed to the hospital... But in fact, I put her bathrobe on the small stool at the door and went back to the bedroom.
What could happen to Xie Xin'an? Based on her status in the "world" that I understand, she is definitely at the top of the food chain in the three realms of humans, ghosts and demons.
I changed into home clothes and was still holding back my pee. There was only one toilet, so bear with it.
Sitting on the bed and scrolling through WeChat, I discovered that just half a minute ago, Xie Xin'an posted a selfie on WeChat Moments. It was a misty selfie, with something vaguely visible that made people's blood rush. I looked around and saw no one there.
Stare, click on the picture, zoom in and take a closer look - unless she comes through the wall now and catches me.
There is indeed something about her figure, but is it not appropriate for her to post on WeChat Moments so unscrupulously? I’ll just take a look. If other men... maybe there are no other men in her WeChat, I
It refers to a living person. If it is a dead man, he may not be interested in women.
Just after exiting the big picture, I found an extra like below, which was given by Fangyuan. I sent Fangyuan a WeChat message: Are you at home?
Fangyuan replied: Yeah, I just got home.
Just as I was about to chat with her, the sound of water next door stopped. Xie Xin'an came out and entered my room. I was wiping my hair. I put down my phone and looked at her: "What are your instructions, sir?"
"Help me wash the clothes. I don't know how to use your washing machine." Xie Xin'an said with a natural expression, as if it was my duty.
"...I know." I came to the bathroom. The clothes she changed were all on top of the washing machine, both inside and outside. They were quite fragrant.
From a young age, I have always adhered to a habit. Outer clothes can be washed in a washing machine, but the close-fitting clothes inside must be washed by hand. So, naturally, I washed hers by hand. After washing one piece, I faced
The light was used to check whether it was cleaned. At this time, Xie Xin'an opened the door and came in. He looked at me in surprise and "raised my head and forgot about my triangle"!
"Why do you still have this kind of hobby?" Xie Xin'an asked confused and a little annoyed.
"Sir, you misunderstood!" I quickly explained, but it was still too late. Xie Xin'an slammed the sliding door and went back to the room.
Forget it, those who purify themselves will purify themselves. Besides, even if there is, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, right?
I didn't take it seriously and continued washing. After washing everything, I used her basin to carry it - I had to go to the balcony and pass Xie Xin'an's bedroom. I couldn't walk through the wall. Xie Xin'an was squatting next to a suitcase.
, lowered his head and rummaged for something, ignored me, and I didn’t say anything. After drying the clothes, he evacuated the room and returned to his bedroom.
About two minutes later, Xie Xin'an came in with a plastic bag, threw the plastic bag on my bed, and said coldly: "I'll keep it for you to play with."
"What?" I asked.
Xie Xin'an smiled and said nothing, twisted her waist and went out.
I opened the bag and took a look. Damn, there were so many colorful things. They really thought I was a pervert...
I calmed down, sealed the bag, and stuffed it under the bed. I still chose not to explain. At most, I would be laughed at by her. What else could I do?
When I went to the living room again, the lights in Xie Xin'an's room had been turned off. I went to the bathroom to wash up briefly and prepare to go back to my room to rest. Just as I was about to turn off the lights, there was a knock on the door outside.
With Mr. Bai sitting at home, I was not afraid at all and opened the door directly without asking who it was.
"Why are you here?" I asked in surprise.
"I've got a surprise for you!" Fang Yuan said with a smile, "Why, if you don't let me in, is it because the golden house is hiding your beauty?"
With a dark face, I pushed her out: "It's really inconvenient to have guests at home."
Xie Xin'an moved here last night. If I remember correctly, I haven't told Fangyuan about living with my boss yet. If she caught Xie Xin'an coming out of the bedroom in a daze, she would definitely
Misunderstanding my innocent relationship with her!
"Why did you drive me away?" Fang Yuan was puzzled.
"I'm not chasing you away, let's go watch a movie!" I laughed.
"No, I just saw it last night. I'm here to give you a midnight snack!" Fang Yuan pointed to the crayfish in his hand.
"Do you have any late-night snacks?" An excited voice came from the room...