Chapter 145: Animals are not as good as pig demons?
After returning to my residence, it was already getting late.
Fu Yang saw that Wei Ke hadn't woken up yet, nor had he returned to his spiritual state and returned to the memorial tablet to sleep.
He could only smile bitterly.
"Looks like I'm going to sleep on the floor tonight!"
He carried Wei Ke to the bed, then gently put her down, and carefully covered her with a quilt.
Mr. Xiong, with his paws on his waist, smiled lewdly from behind and said winkingly: "Boss Fu, you are so damn cowardly! You just came back from the body-picking bar. You are drinking like this."
Drunk beauty, don’t you want to do something secretly... Hehe."
"Fuck your sister! Do you think I am as honest as you to feed a dog? I am a gentleman. Taking advantage of others' danger is not a beast!"
Fu Yang snorted coldly, then hugged a quilt and prepared to sleep on the sofa.
Mr. Xiong meowed and jumped up, curled up into a ball and slept at Fu Yang's feet.
As for poor Feng Shu, he was driven to the balcony by this ferocious fat cat demon...
Turn off the lights, the room is dark and quiet.
Wei Ke, who had his back to Fu Yang, suddenly opened his eyes, clear and charming, and not even half drunk!
"This damn Fu Yang, stinky Fu Yang... This Queen is so proactive in pretending to be drunk and letting you sleep on the bed with me. Even if there is a guy in the way who can't do anything, just give me a hug! What the hell are you doing?
Well, you are a gentleman... I think you are worse than a beast!!"
Wei Ke looked back angrily and glanced at Fu Yang, who was sleeping like a pig, and chuckled again.
"This guy...is stupid, but he's really quite honest."
Then this time I covered myself with the quilt and closed my eyes with a smile...
In fact, our Queen Vico also thinks too much.
Fu Yang is not honest at all, but he is a little afraid of being bullied by her. If Wei Ke is not as powerful as the Ghost King, this guy might have some tricks to take advantage of him or something.
Men, even if they are not bad in nature, are always a little cautious...
time flies.
A few days later, it was the first day of the new month. It was time to offer sacrifices to Wei Ke!
Fu Yang called Ah Huang and asked him to help.
"Humph, I've been busy lately. If I delay Master Huang's business, I'll be making money every minute."
This guy even pretended to be cool on the other end of the phone.
"Buy me, sister! I can't handle a pig by myself, and then bring back a sheep and a chicken. Queen Vico has issued a message. If you don't come to help, I will go to your house and kill you tonight."
After saying that, Fu Yang hung up the phone.
Ah Huang was immediately frightened.
A ghost king looking for trouble is no fun!
He could only curse Fu Yang in his heart for being unreasonable, reluctantly turned down a fortune telling consultation worth three thousand yuan, and hurried to Fu Yang's house.
"What a fool...I heard that the person who came to see the fortune teller was a very handsome little widow. The fortune telling involves touching and touching. If you get excited, you might go straight to the office and have sex. It's so cool! But everything is wrong.
I was ruined by Fu Yang, a bad friend..."
Ah Huang was crying and looking downcast.
The two men took Mr. Xiong to the livestock market and specially selected the largest pig, sheep and a big rooster.
Pigs and sheep are naturally killed in advance, but chickens must be kept alive.
Then he hurried home to set up the incense table, place the shrine, and perform sacrifices.
Fu Yang was very strong, so he carried the pig upstairs and walked in front; Ah Huang carried a sheep, and the chicken was dragged by Mr. Xiong...
The fat guy kept staring at the strapped, lively cock, and his saliva flowed back into a river. Several times he couldn't help but want to bite his throat to suck the blood, but when he thought of the terror of Queen Vico, he could only swallow the saliva into his stomach.
Because the pig was so big, Fu Yang was almost trapped underneath it while carrying it, and no one could see him...
At this time, there happened to be an aunt on the third floor who went out to buy groceries. As soon as she reached the stairs, she saw a huge pig climbing up the stairs very fast!
Bang!
Auntie's vegetable basket fell to the ground, and she was completely frightened.
"Ah! The pig is here, the pig is here! Help, such a big pig, why did it run into the corridor!"
The aunt put her hands beside her face and screamed in horror.
Well, it's very artificial and exaggerated.
Fu Yang was trying his best to climb the stairs with a pig on his back when he suddenly heard this scream and was startled.
My hand almost slipped and the pig fell off my back...
After he stabilized himself, he worked hard to straighten his waist a little, revealing his head under the huge pig. He glared at the aunt: "Aunt, what do you mean a pig is here! He is obviously a human, okay? I have never seen a whole pig put at home.
What did pigs eat back then?”
The aunt was already so frightened that when she saw a head emerging from under the pig, her head buzzed and her legs became weak with fear.
"Pig...pig demon! Uh..."
He actually fainted!
"I'm so stupid! What the hell is this?"
Fu Yang was also stunned.
How can you buy a pig and scare someone unconscious?
There is really no other way but to ask Ah Huang to take care of the aunt quickly, find a way to wake her up, and then help her back home to comfort her...
Mr. Xiong was dragging the chicken there, so frightened that he almost lost his temper.
"Hahaha! Mr. Fu, are you fooling around now? A pig and a sheep, you can move them by yourself."
Unexpectedly, Fu Yang kicked him hard.
Kick the sheep next to Mr. Bear.
"I'll leave this sheep to you. Anyway, if I move back to Weike, I'll settle the score with you..."
After saying that, he carried the dead pig on his back and continued climbing the stairs.
Mr. Xiong was left jumping around and scolding: "Fu Yang, your uncle... I am such a little cat, I have to drag back a chicken and a sheep. Do you think I am a tiger?"
In any case, after a brief interlude of laughter and curses, the three animals sacrificed to Wei Ke finally arrived successfully.
Wei Ke had already turned into a wisp of smoke and returned to the memorial tablet.
Fu Yang followed the process last month. Fu Yang set up the incense table, incense candles, talisman paper, chopped off the chicken head, and sprinkled the chicken blood.
Use three animals as offerings and use ancient rituals to sacrifice!
Only Wei Ke, who is considered very powerful among ghost kings, can accept such an offering.
Otherwise, as long as ordinary evil spirits do this, they will disappear into thin air! Their souls will be destroyed.
Because such an offering is "too heavy" and is an ancient ritual for worshiping gods and ancestors. How can ordinary ghosts afford it?
There is no need to elaborate on the process here. After Fu Yang completed the three animal sacrifices, Wei Ke came out of the tablet again.
The green smoke drifts away and the clouds appear.
The whole house is like a fairyland, with the furniture looming in the white mist...
Then he suddenly gathered it and condensed it into shape in front of the incense table shrine where the sacrifice was held. Wei Keqiao stood there with a beautiful smile and smiled at Fu Yang.
"Weike! You seem to have become stronger?"
Fu Yang shouted in surprise.
Wei Ke stretched out his slender hand and tapped his head, smiling: "With your strength, can you still feel that I have become stronger? Brag." (Third update)