The competition between men is very terrifying, and the relationship between Bai Ming'an and Song Li is more like a fighting spirit.

Racing all the way, he didn't get rid of Song Li and his red off-road car all the way. The first to succumb was me, with frantic hair and a dizzy head.

"Vomit-" After spitting for a while, he took the mineral water handed by Song Li and drank it, only to feel a little better.

Song Li patted me on the back a little apologetically, and Bai Ming'an refueled at the station. I looked up at the golden sunlight in the sky, only to feel that the sky was spinning, weakly holding on to the body, and said to Song Li: "Please, stop racing." Will you leave me with half my life? ”

Song Li chuckled, and was about to say something, when Bai Mingan came back after refueling, Song Li stopped his mouth all of a sudden, pursed the corners of his mouth and returned to his car.

I sat in the co-pilot, looked at Bai Ming'an with a cold face beside me, and then looked at Song Li, who was in the off-road vehicle next to me, stepping on the accelerator as if he was ready to go, and only hated God for not having a long eye for me to be sandwiched between the two brothers.

Fortunately, the expected drag racing did not happen, and in the evening, it stopped in a rather affluent town. went to a chain of small hotels as usual, and Song Li naturally moved in with him.

When we went out to eat, Song Li and I walked behind, and Bai Ming'an walked in front alone.

"Eh, why the hell are you angry?" I couldn't help but ask.

Song Li blinked his peach blossom eyes: "Secret." ”

Cut. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. It's enough for two big men to compete like little girls. You must know that Mingzhu and I have never been angry.

During the meal, because there were many guests, Song Li reluctantly made it difficult for him to sit with us, so I was extremely tormented by this meal.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork? In the past, when I was a monk, how could I eat meat, every day green vegetables and tofu, or a Taoist priest, I can eat it if I want. Song Li held the dishes while reminiscing about the past.

Bai Ming'an's expression did not move. Instead, in order to alleviate the embarrassment, I asked him, "Aren't you a lay disciple, why can't you eat meat?" ”

Song Li glanced at Bai Ming'an on the other side, and the corners of his mouth curved: "Ning Ning is right, if some people were as enlightened as you, I wouldn't be so miserable." ”

Bai Ming'an's chopsticks paused, turned his head and said to me: "When he was ten years old, he was one meter two and one hundred and twenty pounds. ”

Burst. The rice in my mouth almost squirted, "Ahem, ahem." Look at Song Li's expression carefully, "Really? ”

Song Li gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile: "Children are growing their bodies and need nutrition. ”

Bai Ming'an ruthlessly debunked: "Half of the incense money collected by the temple was eaten by him, and the master had no choice but to specify that he should control his diet." ”

A picture came to my mind: the thin old host was bitterly persuading his obese lay disciple, and there was a little thin lay disciple on the side, and he was so happy to think about it. It was extremely hard to endure the smile on the side.

Song Li's chopsticks knocked on the bowl, snorted coldly, and ate in a muffled voice. I squeezed the vegetables one by one, and put the braised pork I liked to eat into my bowl one by one.

I couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey, you haven't eaten yet, what are you doing here!" ”

Song Li raised his eyes and said righteously: "Fat people like to hoard food, don't you know?" ”

Me: Bai Ming'an on the side of "......" seemed to pull the corners of his mouth, and I was speechless for a moment, what does it matter to me that you quarrel, why do you eat my braised pork, no, the rest is mine.

So, I used chopsticks and tried to snatch the braised pork with Song Li.

Bai Ming'an leisurely ate his green vegetable tofu and occasionally took a sip of light loofah soup.

A few women at the next table exchanged gossip about the town, and the middle-aged woman had a louder voice, which also reached our ears.

"Eh, my neighbor's daughter-in-law is nine months pregnant, and I don't know what kind of demon I've been doing lately, and I'm clamoring to get rid of it!"

"She's crazy, isn't she? Is it a man cheating? ”

"Guaranteed not! I heard that my daughter-in-law couldn't sleep well at night, and one day she screamed in the middle of the night, beating her stomach hard, shouting that there was a monster inside, and she must beat it. ”

"Wow, it's so evil, it feels terrible to think about."

"That is, I have been praying to God and Buddha for the past few days, for fear that their dirty things will come to my house. The guy in my family also said I was superstitious. ”

"What do men know! It's better to believe this kind of thing than to get entangled in those evil things. ”

"yes......"

The chopsticks on the table stopped, I looked at the two men, and asked in a low voice: "Is it that thin Taoist priest...... Every strange thing can always involve that stinky Taoist priest in the end, just like a troublemaker, all the way to the yin.

"No, it won't." Song Li interrupted me, "It's true that my uncle is not a good person, but a cultivator hurting young children, especially unborn babies, is very damaging to yin morality, and he won't do that." ”

I frowned: "It's not him, that's what the ghost himself meant, what kind of ghost would be so cruel to let a pregnant woman kill her own child alive?" ”

Song Li also fell into thought, and Bai Ming'an on the side drank the last sip of soup and stood up: "Let's go." ”

"Hey, wait." Song Li and I glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

Back at the hotel, Song Li pretended to ask casually, and immediately inquired about the address of the house from the service staff of some age. Bai Ming'an and I were on the side, so naturally we could hear it clearly.

In the hallway, I couldn't help but ask, "That...... There's only one ghost to collect, do you two want to discuss it? "Employers usually hire a ghost collector, whether it is a monk or a Taoist priest, anyway, one of Song Li and Bai Ming'an can't get this job.

I thought that the two of them were at least arguing, but I didn't expect Song Li to shrug his shoulders: "Ning Ning, I accept ghosts for the way of heaven and help people for free, unlike some people......"

Bai Ming'an's dark eyes raised slightly: "Compared to collecting ghosts to make money, it is enough for you to coax women." ”

My eyes widened, wow, how dare he say that.

Song Li gritted his teeth: "You! ”

Bai Ming'an ignored it and said to me lightly: "Go to bed early, and set off to Deng's house early tomorrow morning." ”

"Oh, good." I should come down, and finally push Song Li, who was named Little White Face, into his own room, and then go to sleep.

The next day, the Beetle and the off-road vehicle set off and arrived at the town's house surnamed Deng.

I suggested that Song Li, who was very popular, come to the door, and he happily rang the doorbell, and a middle-aged woman with a haggard face came out of it: "Are you?" ”

Song Li smiled and greeted: "Hello." ”

Bai Ming'an and I were in the car, watching him and the hostess say something, and after about five minutes, he waved at us, and as we entered the house, I asked him curiously, "What did you tell her?" ”

Song Li said seriously: "To tell the truth, her daughter-in-law's nightmare is real, and the child in her belly is estimated to be a ghost." ”

Me: "......" This is even more terrifying than Bai Ming'an to speak.

Song Li then smiled: "Lie to you." I said that we were friends of her son, and we hadn't seen each other for many years, and I knew that his wife was about to give birth, so I came to visit. ”

"Oh." I nodded in admiration and praised him for his excellent acting skills, an outstanding actor with both beauty and strength.

Song Li bowed slightly, and accepted this praise very gentlemanly.

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