I won't mention it.

Xiang Liu wandered around the house, and when the time came, he had a meal, and then he took refreshments and basked in the sun in front of his room. At dusk, the Stove God's family had finished the feast and drove home.

Xiang Liu heard the movement, put down the refreshments and stood up, finding a suitable angle to peek secretly.

The carriage and horses were admitted to the hospital, and the family got out of the car, tied the horses, talked and laughed, and went to their places.

The six girls went back to the boudoir with each other in the east chamber, and the two husbands and wives of the stove god went to the upper room of the main house with a bunch of things, and then, one put away his things and turned to cook, ready to roll up his sleeves to make dinner, and the other went to the inner room to change clothes and transferred to the study.

Xiang Liu has no intention of paying attention to others, and only follows the stove god all the way.

After entering the study, he took out an object from his sleeve and placed it on the desk, and then carried the small red clay stove out of the room again.

It seemed that he was going to the kitchen to catch the fire, but Sang-ryu didn't follow a step and fell his eyes on the case. A small roll of light bamboo slips, more than half a foot long, tied with red rope, is exactly what I was looking for when I left home earlier.

Xiang Liu blinked and looked at the bamboo slips, waiting for the stove god to come back, and pondered again in his heart.

After a while, Kui went and returned, and began to boil water to make tea.

Holding the tea in his hand, he took two sips, exhaled with satisfaction, put down the tea cup and began to read.

The room is quiet, and the occasional page turning sound rustles and slips.

Xiang Liu stared at the half-motionless Kui motionlessly, and almost fell asleep. Just when his eyes were about to lose focus, he finally saw that the Stove God had moved again. Xiangliu woke up.

Then there was another decline.

But it was Zhang's wife shouting in the courtyard and calling the family for dinner.

After dinner, Kui dragged Xiangliu Xixiang to practice, and let his wife and daughter clean up and wash.

Two hours later, the lights went out and they went to sleep, and the god of the stove let them go.

Xiangliu pretended to go to bed, listened to the footsteps, and then picked up the brick joints.

Guo Jian Kui did not go to sleep directly, but entered the study again.

lit a bean lamp, dismantled Xiao Jane, and after a hurried browsing, he turned around and picked up the vase.

When Xiang Liu saw that action, he was excited. Seeing the two clay pots again, I seemed to feel my breath suffocated. Hold back your excitement and stare at the Stove God to see what he does next.

I saw that after Kui took the clay pot, he straightened his waist, turned around, and put it on the table. One left and one right, side by side at a distance. Then he raised his hand, took off a tube of purple hair from the pen hanging, and flicked his fingers, and saw that the pen head was in pairs.

Seeing his wrist again, his lips and teeth moved, and then, the bamboo slip was stretched horizontally, and the pen barrel trembled lightly in the air, hanging above the clay pot.

Immortal Jue Yu Pen, slowly wandering, that is, I saw that there were faint characters on the bamboo slips falling off, condensing into qi, and then divided into two strands according to the color and luster, each side fell into the clay pot.

After a while, I stopped writing and rewinded. Kui took the book in his hand, took the middle piece of the slice, wiped it, grabbed it and sent it, and saw a faint fluorescence out of his hand, and flew out of the study.

Xiang Liu hurriedly looked after it, and saw that the streamer drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell in the direction of the kitchen.

He didn't move, Xiang Liu retracted his gaze, still peeking at the end of the study.

After receiving Fang Cai's set of actions, he rolled up the book and set it aside. Then flick your fingers to restore the tip of the pen and put it back on the pen. He also took off the hosta from the bun, knocked it lightly into a wat, and covered it with the mouth of the can to continue the practice.

Halfway through the trip, he suddenly heard a light cough, and the light came on in the upper room.

Kui heard the movement and immediately stopped his hand. Hurriedly returned the clay pot to the belly of the bottle, and while blowing the lamp to go out, the wat board was restored to a hairpin and sent back to the hairpin. Then he closed the door and trotted towards the upper room.

Xiang Liu pricked up his ears to pay attention to the movement over there, and waited until the husband and wife turned off the lights in a whisper, and then went out of the west room and entered the kitchen.

The night moon is half-bright, the shadow is sneaking, and the cat and mouse are not alarmed.

Shun Shun felt into the kitchen, remembering the previous streamer's movement, and after some deliberation, he probed towards several possible fall points.

rummaged around, and finally stood in front of the pair of conjoined oil and salt jars.

Xiang Liu pondered his eyebrows, and then according to the stupid appearance before, he stretched out his fingers and dipped each in oil and salt and tasted it.

Licking his fingers, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Eh, sure enough, the taste is a little different from the morning.

In addition to the original flavor of oil and salt, there is a hint of extra fragrance. Of course, this taste cannot be distinguished by the mouth and nose of mortals, because it is not the five flavors of pungent and sweet at all.

Xiang Liu smacked his mouth, and while distinguishing what the extra smell was, he tossed and turned towards the study.

Sneaked into the study, opened the bamboo slip to take a look, and touched the pen that the stove god used before. I couldn't figure out the fame, so I took out the two clay pots again.

This time it was really different from what I had seen earlier, and it was no longer empty.

The fireflies and stars in a jar, and the ink flow in a jar, each prosperous and peaceful. Although it is not recognized by the naked eye, Xiangliu can see it clearly.

It's just that with his current braincase, it is not clear where this system came from and why it is used.

Xiang Liu didn't know that according to the normal situation, there should be two subordinates by the side of the stove god.

The two gods of the servants hold a good jar and an evil jar, collect the behavior records of the people in a timely manner and store them in the jar, and then summarize and report to the god of the stove, so that they can be presented to the Jade Emperor when the heavens report their work.

Kui is greedy for Hongchen, and he is evasive in his actions, and he doesn't even invite a servant in his family, so how can he still tolerate the two gods who follow him step by step as his followers?

However, in order to balance public and private interests, so as not to cause his group of people to be derelict in their duties due to personal reasons, the Stove God will still regularly convene subordinates to meet to listen to his subordinates' reports and urge progress.

And these two jars were not taken from the hands of his subordinates, but were prepared by Kui himself.

Because his wife and daughter have no chance to go to the fairy, in order to prolong their life and beauty, they have to do some tricks. In addition to using one's own cultivation to improve the physique of his wife and daughter, he will also intercept the good deeds of others to nourish his merits, so as to confuse the public, so that the netherworld skills can be changed, so as to achieve the purpose of prolonging life. Or, it will also collect the qi of Yuan Yang for replenishment.

Of course, Kui is not a villain, even if he acts against the sky, he will weigh the proportions, so that he will not easily shake the foundation of others, let alone dare to act blatantly and recklessly. It's mostly petty theft and playing side balls.

At the banquet today, everyone gathered, and Kui took the opportunity to be a thief again, and a little bit was scavenged on one person's head, and the little was accumulated into his arms. By the way, I will return to the positive error so as to hide people's eyes.

The stolen goods went into the kitchen to cheapen the wives and daughters, and the positive collection was stored in the jar to be collected.

Xiang Liu is still a half-brained person, of course, he doesn't know the priesthood, and he doesn't know where his selfishness lies. However, since I have bumped into this top-secret and obscure, I am afraid that it will only be a matter of time before I want to make an obstacle from it.

Let's say that I am still in ignorance at the moment, and I have already started to play pranks.

He stirred his fingers in the jar and put things back in place, then he went to the kitchen with his fingers and stirred them in the jar again. Then he licked his fingers all the way, smirked wickedly, and went back to his room to sleep.