I watched boredly as I sat quietly on the floor and played with the spirit of the newborn compass with one finger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The little baby was bouncing around on the floor with his bare butt and laughing happily trying to grab Shizu's outstretched fingers.

Xiao Jing named him Xiao Nan. Hmph, the author's level of naming is really terrible. I looked at the imp who had bitten me twice with disdain.

"Hey, little ghost, what are you capable of?" I asked.

Xiao Nan, who was bare-assed, heard me talking to him, slapped his ass at me with disdain, and then grimaced and said, "I won't tell you a turtle grandson." ”

"Xiao Jing! Give me the sword! Lao Tzu has to kill him today! I jumped out of bed and rushed to the dead imp who was hurriedly hiding behind Xiao Jing.

"Okay, what are you doing with a little kid?"

"Xiao Nan, what will you do if you tell Sister Jing?" Jing turned her head and asked the little ghost.

The compass imp rolled his eyes at me, and then said, "I'll look for the spirit." ”

What's that? Jing and I looked at him in amazement.

"Wow! Xiao Nan, are you so powerful? Spirits with this ability are quite rare! Jing put him in the palm of her hand, looked at him in surprise and said.

"Hahaha, even if you say that, people won't be happy~ haha." The dead imp laughed exaggeratedly.

"Since you're so powerful, why don't you be partners with Sister Xiaojing, why don't you go and sign a contract with that stupid big guy?" Jing instigated.

"Huh?" Xiao Nan and I said at the same time, and looked at each other.

"Who will sign a contract with this turtle grandson?" We said at the same time, pointing at each other.

"Huh? Do you try to learn Lao Tzu's speech again? Again, we said at the same time.

"Humph!" I'm not going to look away with that dead imp at the same time.

"Isn't that a tacit understanding among you?" Xiao Jing said.

"Who will have a tacit understanding with this turtle grandson?!" Again, we said at the same time.

"Sign it, sign it, Sister Jing begs you, okay." Xiao Jing stretched out a finger to scratch the baby's belly. Xiao Nan was so itched that he rolled on Jing's hands.

"Haha, stop! Stop it! Can't I sign it yet? The dead imp burst into tears.

"Hmph, it's good to agree, someone is playing with me now~" Jing said happily.

"Hey! Turtle grandson! I signed a contract with you, but it's all for Sister Jing, don't you want to call me! "That little imp crossed his waist and looked like he was looking for death.

"You kid...

"Stop talking nonsense! Like a! The bare-ass imp interrupted me forcefully and jumped straight into my hands.

His little hand tapped on the back of my hand, and the purification-colored runes spread, and the light bloomed in the palm of my hand.

"What I've given you is a tattoo that will give you a super sense of space and direction, and hopefully it will make you look less like an idiot." Xiao Nan said solemnly.

Solemn your sister?! You're an idiot!

I looked at the palm of my left hand, and a pattern of a compass slowly emerged.

"That's ugly, isn't it? Didn't you draw this pattern yourself? ”

Xiao Nan didn't answer me, he knelt on one knee on my hand, and the light under his feet was still blooming. He said "solemnly": "Obey the call, I ask you, are you my master?" ”

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I threw him out with a flick of my hand. "Can you put your pants on and pretend again?! Master yarn! ”

Xiao Nan crossed his waist and glared at me.

"Humph! Do you know how long I've been thinking about this moment? Can't you cooperate?! He said very aggrieved.

"Sister Jing! The baby is not happy! He threw himself directly into Jing's arms.

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"Old Mrs. Liu! I'm coming! I shouted and walked into the flower shop where I had been working for 4 days.

"Ahh It's Xiaoyi! Come on, come on! Have you had breakfast? The old lady, who was a little deaf, said loudly.

"I've eaten it! Leave me alone! What's the life today?! I asked out loud.

"Go and help me bring in two big bags of freshly delivered garbage and vegetable garden soil! Then go and move Josephine out in the sun! The old rules! 4 hours! ”

"Okay!" I replied loudly.

I moved the two bags of potted soil into the house. Then I went to move the treasure of the flower shop, Josephine, to the outside of the house.

It is said to be the treasure of the town, but it is actually not a rare variety. "Louis XIV", anyone who knows about flowers probably knows this noble and dazzling deep purple rose. This pot of roses Mrs. Liu has been raising alone for twenty years. It's just because she loves this flower.

For the past twenty years, she has carried it out to bask in the sun, watered it herself, and pruned its old branches. However, this year, the old lady is 93 years old, and because she can't move the soil and flower pots of potted plants, she finally posted an advertisement to recruit an employee. So here I am.

I looked down at the deep purple flowers that emitted a unique scent. Josephine, it was the first potted flower that the old lady planted when she first opened her shop. So far, only this pot of flowers has not been sold.

I remember asking the old lady the day after I started working why she didn't sell the pot.

"Josephine is a good boy! I'm afraid that others won't be able to raise her well! And also! You kid doesn't do a good job! What a lot of nonsense! The old lady yelled at me.

I put Josephine under the warm sun. People passing by looked sideways.

"Wow! What a beautiful flower! Several young girls said excitedly as they passed by.

There were many passers-by who wanted to buy her, but the old lady never sold it. Even the old lady's favorite 13-year-old great-granddaughter didn't want it.

"They can't raise her. No one can raise it... This stupid boy has probably learned... "The old lady instructed me to do this and that all day, and in her spare time she would murmur to herself, like all old men, and repeat the same sentence over and over again.

"Young people now... Why do you like fake flowers? The old lady looked at the fake flowers that were selling well and were colorful and colorful, and whispered to herself strangely.

"Hey! Silly boy! Have you forgotten again?! 10 percent of the river sand! Not honeycomb cinders! Isn't there a problem with your kid's head?! "When I made a mistake, the old lady would always hit the ground with her stick and reprimand me loudly.

"What a head, you kid! Don't do business in the future! You're going to have to pay for nothing! "She would always reprimand me like an elder looking at a junior who was not angry. But he would also endlessly refill me at lunchtime, kindly telling me to eat more.

The old lady who raises flowers is far more stubborn than the average old man. She stubbornly resisted many electronic gadgets. Her children bought her a mobile phone and she never used it, she never used an electric kettle to boil water, she always used a gas canister for stir-frying, and she didn't even watch TV. The only entertainment is to turn up the volume of the radio to the maximum and listen to the Peking Opera or storytelling in it.

Sometimes I look at her and think she's like my grandmother, but I never look at her for too long, because the next second she'll yell at you, "Are you done?" What are you so lazy to stand there and steal?! I'm paying you to come and see the scenery?! ”

I just worked there for another week. Fortunately, the operation to purify the spirit at night has made unprecedented progress, although I don't want to admit it, but everything is thanks to the bare-ass Xiao Nan. Thanks to him, I have purified three more spirits that have no combat power.

Just as I decided to write in the mission report that there was no spirit in the flower shop, the old lady died.

I had already finished work that day, and when I was wandering blindly in the clouds at night, Xiao Nan, who would rather die than put on a pair of pants, suddenly said that he felt a spirit nearby. So I searched in the direction he was pointing.

So I went back to the flower shop.

I was amazed to see that the flower shop wasn't closed yet. It's already 10 o'clock, what's the matter with the old lady? Why is there still a light inside?

I walked in confused, followed by Jing and Xiaonan.

"Old lady?!"

No response.

I lifted the curtain and walked into the room where the old lady usually lived.

"What? Asleep? "I was relieved. Don't close the door when you sleep. I saw her asleep in a rocking chair. The radio made a screeching noise.

"Hey! Old lady! Wake up! Go to bed! I shouted.

Still no response.

I looked at the old lady with a somewhat pale face.

Wait a minute... Could it be ...

I slowly reached out to test her breathing.

No.

I took two steps back in disbelief, what's going on? It's fine during the day. How could it be...

I looked up and saw the pot of purple roses on the sidelines. There is a pair of gardening scissors on the side.

There are no obvious wounds on the old lady's body, so how did she die? Is it the Spirit?

I walked over and took a closer look at the pot of roses. I've been guessing for a long time that if there is a spirit in this shop, then the most likely one is this pot of "Josephine".

"Why do you keep staring at people like that, people will be shy." A hoarse and melodious voice sounded inexplicably from the shadows that the lamp had never shone.

I looked up and vaguely saw a tall, plump naked woman standing in the shadows. Her long, dark purple curly hair hung languidly over her chest, covering her high, bare breasts. Her slender waist and slender thighs loomed in the shadows.

"Is it pretty?" Her languid voice rang out.

"Uh... Cough... What the hell, can you put on your clothes before you talk? Or you can use that sheet to block yourself first... This novel is very serious.,It's not a erotic-erotic novel.。。。 "I'll go, it's enough to have a little imp who doesn't wear clothes all day, why is there another one.

She reached for a sheet and wrapped herself in it, slowly stepping out of the shadows.

She gracefully flicked her long dark purple hair, revealing a smooth and beautiful face. It looks like he's in his 30s.,It has a mature charm that the guy behind me who claims to be a beautiful girl doesn't have at all.。 Her figure was undulating, and the white sheets were clearly unable to cover it. In the dim light, the bulge on her chest loomed... Come on! Silly dog author! I'll just see this unhealthy picture for myself! What do you do when you describe it to readers?

"You're Josephine? You can't do that, right? I asked her, pointing to the dead old lady.