The fat man was still muttering that he was not very happy, because now he was wearing makeup, he was afraid that it would affect his dinner, and now it was time for dinner! The depressed Yin Bing said that he would not order takeout for him, but who knew that the fat man pouted, he ate takeout every day these days, and he was tired of eating, and he wanted to eat something fresh and hot.

Yin Bing had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Then let's do it, let's finish our business today, and I invite you to go to shabu shabu!"

The fat man smiled and began to cooperate with Taylor's makeup. Yin Bing went out to pet the dog for a while, and when he came back, he found that the fat man had already melted, and the current fat man was simply a Maitreya Buddha, with a fat head, big ears, smiling eyes, and a compassionate face.

"Taylor, you're too humble, aren't you! What's wrong with your makeup skills, this is just a stroke of genius!" Yin Bing praised Taylor from the bottom of his heart.

Taylor smiled, "I'm not going to modify and modify him on the basis of his original and let him change his temperament, Sister Xingying is a god, and she can transform him into a thin man!"

Yin Bing was a little incredulous, it was relatively easy to turn a thin man into a fat man, and it was a bit unheard of to turn a fat man into a thin man.

The fat man didn't care about what he looked like now, he patted his belly and said to Yin Bing: "Brother Xingze, let's go quickly, go early and come back early to eat shabu shabu!"

Yin Bing led the fat man out of the door with a black line on his head. Yin Bing drove, constantly telling the fat man not to show his stuffing along the way, and finally the fat man was annoyed and said: "If you don't pretend to be dumb, you will speak for you!"

Yin Bing then closed his voice.

Yin Bing arrived at Zheng Xuemei's house ten minutes early, Zheng Xuemei's home was not as rich as Boss Zhang's family, she didn't live in a villa, just a set of over-the-top rooms.

Yin Bing didn't feel abnormal when he entered the room, he introduced the fat man to Zheng Xuemei, "This is my master Huizhen!"

Zheng Xuemei hurriedly folded her hands very enthusiastically, and Yin Bing saw that there was another man in the room, who was looking at the door with an angry face, as if Zheng Xuemei was arguing with this person before they came.

Yin Bing asked: "This is ......?"

Sure enough, Zheng Xuemei said: "Don't pay attention to him, he is my husband, he hasn't eaten well recently, and he is always looking for a fork to fight!"

The man suddenly jumped out of a step, "What are you talking nonsense, who hasn't eaten well, what age is this, you still want to find someone to catch ghosts and engage in feudal superstition! The child will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later!"

As soon as these words came out, Yin Bing, Fat Man and Zheng Xuemei were all embarrassed.

Zheng Xuemei roared angrily: "Shut up! You are scientific, I haven't seen you understand anything, our family Zixuan has come out of her life, what have you done for her, you have helped warm milk, you have still washed diapers! Now that the child is sick, I have been looking for a doctor and a master, what have you done? You have been dragging your feet!"

The man also sneered, "I'm dragging my feet, I don't think the child is sick, how can such a young child get so depressed, you are just nosy, you just worry about it every day to toss the child so that you don't talk to you! You are the culprit!"

"I break my heart for this family every day, how can I become the culprit!"

Yin Bing saw that the two of them were about to fight, and he really couldn't fight because of his current identity, so he had to proclaim the Buddha's name: "Master Zheng, since you haven't reached an agreement on the matter of catching demons and eliminating demons, then we will leave first!

The fat man was relieved and Mei Zizi turned around and was about to leave, Zheng Xuemei roared in her voice, "Stop, you are invited by me, you just need to talk to me, you don't have to care about other people's opinions!

Yin Bing's scalp is also a little tight, he really doesn't want to take this job now, he suddenly feels that the days of fighting and killing are quite happy, chic and happy, these trivialities of real life really make people a head and two big!

There was no way Yin Bing hardened his head and followed Zheng Xuemei into the living room. Zheng Xuemei's husband walked straight to his room, "bang!" and closed the door.

Zheng Xuemei softened her tone at this time and said, "I'm sorry, master, the one in our family doesn't understand metaphysics very well, but don't worry, as long as my family Zixuan can be good, I will definitely have a lot of thanks!"

Yin Bing hurriedly said: "Master Zheng, you are serious, it is the duty of our cultivators to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, and as for the rewards of the donors, it is just for cause and effect, so as not to be entangled by evil demons again!"

"Oh, oh, I understand, I understand...... Why hasn't the master been talking?"

"Oh, that's right, the master practices closed-mouth meditation, so that when facing evil demons, when the master spits out the truth, the power is several times greater than usual, so he usually doesn't speak!"

"Oh, I see, it's no wonder that the master never answers the phone, and you do it for you!

"Okay, donor!" Yin Bing finished speaking, giving the fat man a look.

The fat man's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands folded, and he began to walk around the room with strange steps. Seeing this, Yin Bing hurriedly asked Zheng Xuemei to stand in the far corner of the room, for fear that she would get closer to the fat man, and hear the fat man talking about steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails, roasted ducks, roasted chicks, and roasted goose......

After a while, after the fat man measured the living room with his feet, he looked up and shook his head at Yin Bing. This is also on the way here, the two set up a script, walked through Zheng Xuemei's house, and then told her that her home was very clean and there was nothing evil.

Yin Bing said it and said to Zheng Xuemei: "Donor, my master has checked the first corner of this room, it is very clean and there are no evil things to trouble here! In addition, as soon as we enter the donor's house, we can also feel that this home is very upright, not like there are evil things!"

Zheng Xuemei nodded undeniably, she pointed upstairs and said, "I haven't seen my daughter's room yet!"

Yin Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "That, is the little donor Zixuan also in the upstairs room now?"

"yes, yes, she doesn't have to go to school during winter vacation now!"

"Then let's just go in like this, won't it be abrupt?"

"What's abrupt, I'm not still with me!"

"What if the little donor doesn't agree?"

"What does she disagree with, this is my family, she is my child, our family doesn't pay attention to this, you just come with me!"

Yin Bing frowned, feeling that this mother was really a little too strong. He was suddenly a little glad that he had no parents after becoming Yin Bing, although no one helped him and cared about him, but no one controlled him like this in the name of love.

Yin Bing walked to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no sound in the door. Yin Bing hesitated a little, wondering if the girl had already fallen asleep. Suddenly, Zheng Xuemei squeezed over from behind, pushed open the door, and said, "You're welcome, come in!"