Luo Xiang and Fang Xiaoling, you and I chatted word by word. Under Luo Xiang's questions one after another, the girl's words gradually increased.

Uncle Feng brought eight dishes and a pot of mutton soup to the table, and left a sentence for the old man disrespectfully: "I also have leeks and kidneys, and I have a good time with your girlfriend at night." ”

Fortunately, Fang Xiaoling had already been hooked by the food, staring at those plates and swallowing saliva without any image, as if he hadn't heard this sentence at all. Luo Xiang hurriedly pushed Uncle Feng out.

Generally speaking, the protagonist of the novel takes the girl home, and he has to cook by himself, showing his hands and capturing the heart, right? Luo Xiang doesn't have that mind. It's not that he can't cook, and besides, this girl is so hungry now, she can swallow the pot batter. The main thing is that it is too delayed to buy vegetables and rice, so it is better to ask for convenience directly in the restaurant. Luo Xiang also wanted to save time and ask a few more questions, so that he could clarify his current situation.

Although he felt that this girl should not lie to him, Luo Xiang was an old man who had lived for more than 20 years, even if he was dead now, Luo Xiang knew that people could not believe this truth. All in all, he still has reservations about the information provided by Fang Xiaoling, and the only thing he knows is that this girl definitely did not lie to him.

She is definitely not a Lanling person.

Lanling people have no one who eats big baked cakes like her.

She also knew that she couldn't eat the vegetables alone, so she grabbed the disc-shaped pancake with both hands, took a bite on the corner, then put down the pancake, took a bite of the dish with chopsticks, then put down the chopsticks, grabbed the pancake with both hands and took a bite, and then put down the pancake...... You see how clever this writer is, and he has learned the skill of a water word count.

Luo Xiang was tired of watching her from the side. If all the people of Lanling eat like this, everyone can be a bodybuilder.

So after careful observation, patient research, and logical reasoning, Detective Huluo finally confirmed that this Miss Fang was definitely not from Lanling, and she had never even lived in Qilu. He sighed, stretched out his hand to signal her to stop first, then picked up a piece of baked cake and folded it in half, sandwiched some vegetables into the baked cake and handed it to her.

Fang Xiaoling took the baked cake roll and couldn't help blushing.

If you don't do this, you can't do it, if it goes on like this, Luo Xiang suspects that she will die of exhaustion at the dinner table before she fills her stomach, and he can't explain it when the police come.

He himself was also aroused by the aroma of vegetables, and while picking up a piece of baked cake, he pondered how to use his strength to prevent this pair of chopsticks from breaking - the previous pair of chopsticks died honorably after finishing the dish for Fang Xiaoling, and at this time, Fang Xiaoling slapped one hand on his wrist.

"You are not allowed to eat. She said coldly.

Luo Xiang's eyes widened: "Hey, why? corpses don't have human rights anymore, right? I make a strong protest on behalf of the corpse rights protection organization!"

"Stupid. Fang Xiaoling snorted coldly, "Ghouls can't eat." My spiritual spell can keep your body from rotting, stimulate your pulse and heartbeat, and make you move like a normal person, and will not be easily noticed. But after all, you are just a ghoul, there is no need to eat and rest, and even if you eat, it will only remain in your stomach, and finally prop your whole body into a dung bag. ”

Luo Xiang imagined it for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a chill. He put down his chopsticks helplessly: "That means I can't eat it now?"

Thinking about it this way, fortunately he hadn't eaten since last night, otherwise the corpse wouldn't even have the function of vomiting, so he could only find a fire tongs to pick it out.

Oh, that's not right...... If the corpse doesn't need to rest, then why did I feel so tired last night?

Luo Xiang thought for a moment. I guess my body doesn't feel tired anymore, but my spirit or soul is still tired, right?

He told Fang Xiaoling about the fact that he went to that mysterious place last night, but was dragged back before he was reincarnated. Fang Xiaoling chewed and chewed while shaking his head firmly: "Impossible, our spirit spell master doesn't have that much ability, we can't break through the barrier between the human world and the spirit world, and it's impossible to recall your soul." ”

"But I remember it very well. And, don't I really have a sense of self right now and don't follow your orders?"

Fang Xiaoling lowered her face, it seemed that this matter made her a little irritable. She snorted coldly: "Who knows, maybe it's just a remnant of consciousness before life, and it will dissipate in two days." After speaking, he lowered his head and concentrated on the food in front of him.

She has gradually let go, and the more she eats, the more energetic she becomes, and it is enough to see that there is a momentum that one person can completely wipe out all eight dishes. Luo Xiang had to give up asking for the time being, and muttered, "Eat slowly, I can't rob you of ...... After eating, I'll take you to the clinic to see the injury. ”

Regarding the matter of seeing a doctor, Fang Xiaoling was reluctant in every way, and kept saying, "Can't you invite Lang Zhong to your home?" But she herself should have been quite worried about the injury in her leg, and Luo Xiang didn't have to do much to persuade her to go out.

There is a small clinic opened by Dr. Zhang at the mouth of the alley, and there is only one room, but it should still be possible to treat some minor injuries. Doctor Zhang saw Luo Xiang come in with a girl, and he also showed the same smile as Uncle Feng: "Ouch, Xiao Luo, who is this bringing here?"

"My cousin. Luo Xiang said nonsense casually.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xiaoling didn't give face at all: "I'm not your cousin!"

Doctor Zhang smiled: "Okay, just say it when you have a girlfriend, it doesn't matter how old you are." I'm not the kind of old feudal, we all understand, we all understand. ”

How do you say this makes Luo Xiang explain?

Fang Xiaoling's injury was at the base of his thigh, and he could see it when he lifted his skirt. For girls, it is a private area, but there is no one else in the clinic at present, and Dr. Zhang is also a woman, so naturally there are not so many scruples. It's just that Dr. Zhang called Luo Xiang in before pulling up the curtain, which made Fang Xiaoling a little panicked.

"He—he's not allowed to come in!"

"It's just a thigh, what are you afraid of?" Dr. Zhang smiled, but then when he saw the wound, his face changed, "Yo, what is this called to get hurt, it's all suppurated!"

Luo Xiang also glanced at it, Fang Xiaoling had a long scar on the inside of his right leg, which was not deep, but it obviously bleeds a lot. The blood had long since dried up, and it was all sticking to the sides of her thighs. With such a scar, it hurts to die just by walking and rubbing, right?

Finding that Fang Xiaoling was glaring at him viciously, Luo Xiang hurriedly closed his eyes: "I don't look at it!

"You sit here, sit next to your girlfriend. Dr. Zhang instructed him, "I have to disinfect this little girl with alcohol first, I guess she will be in pain and can't stand it." Little girl, you remember, when it hurts for a while, you will bite him directly on the arm!

Luo Xiang sat beside Fang Xiaoling with her eyes closed, she was reserved for a moment, and then leaned over her young and soft body. Through the clothes, the warm feeling did not reach Luo Xiang, only a slight tremble.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Luo Xiang couldn't help but said distressedly, "I'm here." ”

Fang Xiaoling snorted, but pressed his body tighter, and a pair of small hands grabbed Luo Xiang's arm tightly, and there was a posture that he really wanted to bite if he didn't agree with him.

In the state of ghouls, Luo Xiang's sense of hearing seems to have been enhanced to a certain extent, and he can even judge Dr. Zhang's dispensing steps just by his subtle sound. Listening to Dr. Zhang coming back with a tray, half a minute later, Fang Xiaoling's body twisted, it should be that the thighs were separated to the sides, and then-

Fang Xiaoling's fingers suddenly clenched, in addition to this, there was another thing biting on Luo Xiang's arm like a vice, and a slight pain came. Luo Xiang heard an unbearable whimper from Fang Xiaoling's mouth.

"You're pulling her legs!" Dr. Zhang shouted, "I'm shaking so much I can't wipe it!"

After all, she was only a sixteen-year-old girl, and the cold attitude she had just shown was gone at this moment. Luo Xiang pressed her soft leg with one hand, and the touch of the smooth skin was transmitted to Luo Xiang's palm along with the temperature, but he was not in the mood to give birth to half a thought. He wrapped his other hand around the girl's delicate body and pressed her into his arms. He closed his eyes, put his lips to her ear, and said:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Didn't the doctor say that? If the pain was unbearable, he bit me hard. I'm a dead man anyway, and it doesn't matter if I get a few bites......"

I don't know if Luo Xiang's words played a slight role, or if the initial pain had subsided. Fang Xiaoling's body gradually calmed down, and she slowed down her breathing. Luo Xiang hugged her like a little sister who comforted her when she was a child, and shook slowly, and there was silence around the two of them.

After a long time, Dr. Zhang said "Okay". Fang Xiaoling suddenly woke up and pushed him away. Luo Xiang opened her eyes and saw her combing her messy hair, without saying a word, as if she had regained that cold face, but the undried water marks on her face and the seeming sobbing sound betrayed her.

…… Luo Xiang decided not to tell her about tetanus shots for a while.

They didn't leave the clinic until nearly ten o'clock, and Dr. Zhang reminded him to give Fang Xiaoling more clothes so that she couldn't catch a cold.

Fang Xiaoling looked indifferent, she said, "It's okay, I have a warm talisman attached to my clothes." ”

"You can't wear any clothes! You can't wear a down jacket alone!" Dr. Zhang showed the stubbornness that a middle-aged woman should have, "Xiao Luo, she is young and ignorant, you are so old, you should take care of her." It doesn't cost a lot of money to prepare two autumn clothes and pants for her, and her thighs are like on a cold day!"

Luo Xiang could only ignore Fang Xiaoling's disdainful eyes like looking at the buns, and promised again and again. Nagging women are not easy to deal with, this is the experience passed down from the ancestors.

"Also, the wound should be well cared for, and don't eat hair. Don't go to the mutton soup restaurant in front of your house during this time, mutton is the easiest to make the wound inflamed. ”

Luo Xiang's face froze, and Fang Xiaoling showed a smile in his eyes.

Fang Xiaoling had never experienced such a thing as an injection before, but she actually held back and pushed aside Luo Xiang, who was cheeky and approached the past. After that, Dr. Zhang rubbed ointment on her, and prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs and YN white medicine to Luo Xiang. Fang Xiaoling couldn't walk around with the medicine, so Dr. Zhang said, "Let your boyfriend carry you away." What is there to be shy about being young?"

Luo Xiang spread his hands, Fang Xiaoling glared at him for a long time, and finally muttered: "It's just a ghoul anyway......"

That's agreed, right?

Luo Xiang tentatively held up her body, Fang Xiaoling trembled, but did not object, just folded his hands to protect his chest.

Please, Miss, you can buy a chopping board for twenty dollars, I won't steal yours, okay.

Perhaps in order to break the somewhat awkward silence, Fang Xiaoling suddenly asked, "What do you mean by boyfriend and girlfriend? Why do these people say that? But I am your master." ”

"Uh......" Luo Xiang said nonsense, "about the same meaning." ”

"That girlfriend is the master, and the boyfriend is the ghoul—no, you ordinary people don't know this statement, it should be the meaning of the servant, right?" Fang Xiaoling guessed suspiciously, "The name of your people in the city is really strange. ”

Luo Xiang could only laugh a few times.

When you think about it, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that......