Chapter 15
Wenxi calmed down after getting away from the rooster's blood, but the redness on his face did not fade away. Pixiu carried him upstairs and sat on the sofa. With a movement of his fingertips, the water mirror slowly appeared in front of Wenxi.
"What are you doing?" Wenxi was stunned when he saw the water mirror. He touched the red lines on his face and murmured, "What is this?"
Pi Xiu said coldly, "This is Taotie's demon pattern."
Wenxi looked sideways at the mirror for a few times, frowned and asked, "You can see that too? Experts."
"I can't see it, but I can smell the gluttonous demonic smell on your body." Pixiu held his hand bone, and moved up the sleeve bit by bit, feeling the demonic power slowly flowing under his skin, From noticeable volatility to returning to calm.
Pi Xiu's hand had already touched Wen Xi's shoulder, and the demon lines on the face of the man in his arms had receded. Pi Xiu pulled the man closer to his arms, and touched the slightly protruding bone at the back of his neck.
The whole body of the cold little thing is only warm here. Pixiu let go of him: "The Taotie left a demon bone on your body to protect you. Just now you were emotional and felt threatened, and the demon pattern was exposed."
Wenxi was overjoyed: "Then my current demon power is very powerful?"
"Maybe he can beat the five monkeys downstairs and add a broom." Pi Xiu said calmly.
Wenxi choked, thinking that it was not equal to zero.
Pi Xiu rubbed his chin, thinking whether to bring up the chicken downstairs and scare Wenxi again, so that he can observe carefully. But the little boy's face turned pale with fright just now, and he was shaking his hands and body, so let's forget it.
Pixiu: "Now you don't have to be afraid of rooster blood at all, it's something for uncultivated ghosts, it can't hurt you at all. I'll let them make soup and serve it for you to drink."
Wenxi was puzzled: "It stands to reason that people use old hens to make up their bodies, why use roosters, roosters have a strong yang energy, what if I drink one, two, three?"
Pixiu waved his hand: "What do you know? This is fighting poison with poison, and the yang energy in my body is much heavier than that of a rooster. It's fine if you stand next to me. One or two roosters are nothing."
At least 10,000 roosters are needed to compare with myself.
Wenxi laughed, and felt a little ashamed when he thought of how he looked downstairs just now, he touched his face and asked: "It doesn't matter if the demon pattern was seen just now."
"It's okay, the demon pattern is the same as the ghost painting talisman, who can recognize it? If you recognize it, say it's mine." Pi Xiu didn't think that any monster would dare to make trouble, unless it was a gluttonous creditor.
The bead curtain was shaken, and Hou Er stood outside the curtain and said in a loud voice, "Boss, someone is looking downstairs, saying that the Women's Federation is here to investigate the situation!"
Pi Xiu was stunned: "What's the investigation? I think there are no women in our shop."
People from the Women's Federation came, and came with a report phone number.
They were polite at the beginning, first introducing themselves, then expressing their admiration for Pixiu, a big monster, and greetings to his newlywed wife.
Sitting next to Pi Xiu, Wenxi's face froze, thinking that monsters are really ahead of their time, as long as men and women can do the same thing, there is really no difference in love.
The cadre of the Women's Federation smiled at Pi Xiu: "I think Boss Pi is very elegant. Human Lao She has a teahouse, so you opened a restaurant."
Pi Xiupi smiled, "That's right, I, Lao She from the Demon World."
Wenxi: ...
It doesn't have to be like this.
The cadres of the Women's Federation are a lotus flower and a direct disciple of Hehe Erxian. They have seen too many family conflicts in these years, but they can't stand Pi Xiu, a shameless old bastard. domestic violence."
Both Pi Xiu and Wenxi were stunned.
The lotus essence looked at Wenxi: "Excuse me, is it true? Don't be afraid, we will protect you if the situation is true."
Wen Xi was about to shake his head, when he saw Wu Zu coming in from the door out of the corner of his eye, he buried his head in Pi Xiu's arms in a jerk, preventing Wu Zu from seeing his face.
Pi Xiu hugged him subconsciously, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Wu Zu came in." Wenxi lowered his voice and pointed to the door.
The lotus flower essence looked at the two people in front of them who were tightly attached, and coughed lightly: "It seems that the report we received seems to be wrong."
Pi Xiu nodded immediately: "We have a very good relationship, any reports are false, today it's just that he was picky about eating and got angry with me."
The smile on Lotus Jing's face became even brighter: "Since this is the case, please take a photo for us, so we can post it on the official account to clarify it for you."
Pi Xiu: ...
Wenxi: ...
After class, Wu Zu went out to look for food with his classmates. After looking around, he decided to go to the restaurant where he ate last night. Tremella and lotus seeds were delicious and cheap. When he opened the door, he didn't find Wenxi, but he saw the station at first sight. Jia Suzhen who is singing on stage.
The two looked at each other, Jia Suzhen smiled, rolled up her sleeves, and sang: "I have also been to the Qionglin Banquet, and I have also played in front of Ma Yujie..."
The actors on the stage sang and their clothes fluttered, and the scholars in the audience listened to the opera with rapt attention. The time seemed to overlap for a moment, but it was staggered again soon.
There seemed to be a lot of people in the store today, and the classmates around him gave Wu Zu a push: "What are you doing standing there, find a place to sit."
Wu Zu came back to his senses, and took another look at Jia Suzhen.
He thought to himself, have I seen her somewhere, why does she feel familiar?
Wu Zu went back to school and started evening self-study, but he didn't remember where he and the waiter sister met, but the more he thought about it, the more familiar it became, and he couldn't concentrate. The practice paper in front of him was only half written and it was already time for school .
He returned home with his schoolbag on his back, thinking about things Jia Suzhen was familiar with and didn't continue to do more questions. After washing up, he climbed to bed early to rest, and when his head rested on the pillow, he remembered the horrible dream last night.
Wu Zu stared and dared not sleep again.
Dreams don't always mean the same thing two days in a row, right? Wu Zu comforted himself, and slowly closed his eyes, hoping that there would be no history and politics in today's dream.
He slept peacefully for a while, but Wenxi may be late, but he will never be absent.
Wu Zu stared blankly at Wen Xi who was counting papers in front of him, and asked in a daze, "Why are you here again?"
"Me?" Wenxi paused, and then asked back: "I still want to ask you why you went to bed so early today, making me late and wasting a class time for nothing."
Wu Zu was going crazy: "What class, you didn't finish class at all last night."
"You still want to dismiss the get out of class with your current grades?" Wenxi took out the report card and started to read, publicly punishing Wu Zu with only 80% in mathematics.
Wu Zu jumped three feet high, grabbed the report card in his hand and asked, "How do you have my report card?"
After asking, he felt stupid again. This was his dream, and it was all a subconscious reflection deep in his cerebral cortex. How could he not know his report card.
Could it be that he is actually a boy who loves learning very much in his heart? But in the past, he didn't let go of eating, drinking and having fun. He only spent three points on his studies, relying on a little careful thinking to get around in the middle of the grade. Could it be that he can really see his true self in a dream?
He looked at Wenxi with burning eyes, thinking that his real self looks so good-looking, he earned it!
"Why are you staring at me?" Wenxi asked quietly.
This kind of earnest gaze really makes people feel chills in the back.
Wu Zu came back to his senses and giggled: "Look at your good looks!"
"Really." Wenxi shook her head confidently: "I also think I look good-looking."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt someone slapping his waist. Pi Xiuyin wrote on his back, warning him not to talk nonsense, and to get to the point quickly and start lecturing.
Wu Zu looked at the paper in his hand and asked, "Do you want to do history today?"
Wenxi coughed lightly, and slapped Pixiu's hand away: "No, I'm doing math today."
"Mathematics?" Wu Zu suddenly frowned, covered his head and began to mutter: "No math, no math, no math..."
Wenxi: ...
Wenxi: "What are you doing?"
"I'm hypnotizing myself. Anyway, this is my own dream. As long as I can hypnotize myself, you won't do math for me." Wu Zu said with a determined face, "I can do anything anyway, just don't do math!"
Wenxi sneered: "Even if you knock yourself out with a stick, you still have to do this set of papers when you wake up."
He unfolded the paper and spread it in front of Wu Zu, forcefully stuffed the pen into the student's hand, indicating that he could start his own performance.
Wu Zu begged to see him: "Can I not write it?"
Changing his pitiful appearance into Wu Yan's handsome face might still be a little lethal, but now he is the four-eyed student Wu Zu, and Wenxi can only feel his scalp tingling.
Wenxi asked: "Do you know what your acting like a baby looks like?"
Wu Zu faintly expected: "What does it look like?"
Wenxi: "It doesn't look like anything, but ugly."
Wu Zu: ...
Damn it, why would I scold myself in my dream? Is this self-criticism in politics? Damn it!
He put down the pen and changed the angle of entry: "Well, let's not write papers, let's chat. I met a restaurant waiter today, and you should know who it is."
Wenxi didn't dare to answer for a while, how did this kid know that he knew who Jia Suzhen was? Did he still see himself today?
"After all, you are me. You must have seen what I've seen." Wu Zu patted the table: "That's not the point, the point is that the elder sister sings Huangmei Opera is really good, obviously I didn't think she was so good-looking when I saw her for the first time. But today she stood on the stage and sang, and she was completely different."
Wenxi was taken aback, and couldn't help laughing: "So you fell in love with it at first sight?"
"No, I just think she looks familiar. I always feel that I have seen her somewhere." Wu Zu looked distressed: "Do you think I should take the initiative to ask her tomorrow, maybe she remembers where we met."
The student laughed sullenly as he spoke: "And she smiled at me as soon as I walked in today, she must know me."
Wen Xi was delighted to see the storyline in the script unfolded, but she did not forget her task, interrupting Wu Zu's sweet dream and said: "Tomorrow is the time to ask questions, so I will do the paper today."
Wu Zu was still stubbornly resisting: "If I study in my dreams every night when I sleep, I won't remember it the next day!"
Wenxi was startled, and quickly asked: "Did you not remember what you memorized yesterday when you woke up today?"
If I don't remember, didn't my efforts last night not beating dogs with meat buns?
"That's not true..." Wu Yu replied weakly, "I remember all of them, and I even recited them when the teacher recited them in class."
Wenxi was relieved, and the expression on his face became cold again: "Then what's the nonsense, hurry up and write the questions, there are three math papers tonight."
Wu Zu choked his breath in his throat and said after a while, "I have a monthly exam on Friday, you can't do this, I will suffer from nervous breakdown..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was hit on the head.
As soon as the student touched the height of three feet, he turned his head and swayed wildly: "Which one hit me?"
Pi Xiu slapped him again and pushed him down on the chair. Seeing Wu Zu's body trembling with fright, Wenxi said mercifully, "If you don't write the paper well, I will teach you a lesson."
"Can't start, will..."
Wenxi waved his hand: "Don't worry, it won't be broken, it's just for you to open up the spiritual orifice."
All the dissatisfaction was suppressed by Pi Xiu, Mr. Pi's class officially started, and the child's academic performance was not good, most of them owed a beating, and he would understand after cleaning up.
Pressing Wu Zu to do the problem all night, Wenxi understood, this little bastard is either not good, or lazy, too lazy to use his brain to think, too lazy to do calculations.
Fortunately, Pixiu was watching, otherwise, I would have been unable to deal with him alone.
Finally, when it was dawn, Wenxi, who had finished her hard education work, lay on the bed and sighed, and Pixiu also sighed.
Wenxi looked at him: "I've been talking all the time, you just sit by and watch, why are you sighing?"
"Why can't I sigh? It's difficult to deal with the little bastard now. Fortunately, I don't want a bastard. If my son does a problem and reads a book, he will have to ask and push four times. He doesn't have to deduct his life from the law of heaven. He will die early when he is angry."
Wenxi smiled: "If you don't know if it's your own son, then you won't be able to do it."
Pi Xiu leaned against him and fanned the wind: "Hmph, I don't know how to find a partner for a son at all. There is nothing to discuss about this topic."
As soon as the words came out, the two inhuman old guys lying on the same bed were silent for a while. After all, the two of them still had a red thread to hold them, so they could be regarded as destined partners. Besides, when the Women's Federation came yesterday, Pi Xiu also It can be regarded as giving Wenxi an identity in front of others.
But now that Pixiu categorically denies it, Wenxi doesn't know what to say.
Pi Xiu interrupted the embarrassment with a light cough: "You have a good rest, I'll go down."
"Why do you go down? You haven't rested all night, don't you want to sleep for a while?" Wenxi leaned sideways to the bed and motioned Pixiu to lie down and rest. Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, he turned to look at him, only to find that The old monster had a complex expression on his face.
Pixiu stared at Wenxi lying on the bed, whose complexion was white against the dark sheets, with an unguarded face, and couldn't help but want to reach out, but he held back.
Is this little thing inviting me? Could it be that what he said yesterday gave him undue hope?
Is this the Hongmen Banquet? No, even if it's not me, I can't take the bait, he is really noble, mortals are not worthy, and mortal ghosts are not worthy!
Wenxi frowned: "What are you thinking?"
Pixiu is still immersed in his own world, I must be thinking too much. The little thing has just come out of the jar, although he can watch TV series, but he doesn't know how to surf the Internet, and he doesn't know that people in this world are sinister, and he doesn't know that there is a thing called Zhinan Ershang.
He covered Wenxi with a quilt, and said in a heavy tone, "Men, protect yourself too."
Wenxi:? ? ?
"What are you talking nonsense about?" Wenxi yawned: "If you sleep or not, turn off the lights, and if you don't sleep, turn off the lights and go downstairs."
After he finished speaking, he subconsciously touched Pi Xiu's hand, and seeing that he didn't have a fever, he knew that he wasn't angry because of what he said, and his tone became a little bolder: "The monster can't stay awake all the time, I read the news that it will die suddenly. "
Pi Xiu responded, seeing him burying his head in the quilt, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he slapped his thigh and said, "I was thinking that you are so good at lecturing, we can set up a cram school to help poor students like Wu Zu .The intensity of the course is tailored, and the fee will also be increased..."
As he said, Wenxi stretched out a finger from under the quilt and pointed to the door.
"roll!"