Chapter 7: This eel has no soul

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Ji Tian also looking at herself silently, Su Ying snorted, and said stiffly: "What do you know, do you know what psychology is? Let me tell you, the emotion of fear needs to be accumulated." Don't look at him now, if he is not afraid now, if it takes a while, he will definitely scare the two of them. ”

"Miss Su, this ...... Really?"

"Remove the word 'this' from me. ”

Okay or not, to put it bluntly, even Su Ying herself has no score.

But at this moment, in this situation, she must stand up for her cards!

Wait, wait, I don't know if there is a real spirit, I did hear Su Ying's prayer, and after a while, she really heard the original screaming and scolding in the courtyard in front of the three of them, and suddenly turned into a scream.

"Ahh

"There's a ghost!"

At first it was just a man's voice, then a woman's cry, and then all that was left was the sound of bats sniffing the blood of the eel, as if they were crazy, and frantically banging on the door panel.

Bang bang bang!

"Sister, they ...... Are you really scared to cry?"

"Of course!"

It's not enough to be scared and cry, but before dawn, I definitely don't dare to go out.

"Su Lao Liu, what kind of plague did you have at night?"

"Give Lao Tzu a little life, or I won't beat you to death!"

"Honest ......"

The sound of banging on the door didn't take long to make the neighbors near Uncle Su's house noisy, and seeing someone open the door and leave the house, for fear of being discovered, Su Ying hurriedly took Su Xiaoman and Ji Tian back to her house.

There's no way, the last life and this life are added together, this is the first time she has done something wrong.

is the so-called thief with a weak heart, how can Su Ying not be worried at all?

So, she could only take the two people around her back to the house and stew the yellow eel with only meat left in the pot and the blood was emptied.

The younger brother is the age of the long body, when a pot of fragrant yellow eel was stewed and served on the table, Su Xiaoman, who had not smelled the aroma of meat for a long time, suddenly ate a mouth full of oil.

Similarly, as a great contributor to harvesting this basket of yellow eel, Ji Tian was also not idle.

It's just that in contrast, he noticed the expression on Su Ying's face.

"Miss Su, you don't seem to be satisfied with this pot of food?"

"Alas, you don't understand. ”

Sandwiching the stewed eel segment, Su Ying had a sad face: "There is no chili, no iron pot stir-frying, this eel has no soul." ”

"Dare to ask Miss Su, what is a soul?"

"I ......"

After all, he thought that he was also a "rich learner" in his previous life, but Su Ying was stumped by a person with an ancient background with the problem of "soul".

How could she explain this abstract thing?

But fortunately, this Ji Tian did not break the casserole and ask to the end, but left before dawn, just like when he came, like an unruly breeze......

Bah!

What do you think?

Leaving these messy things behind, Su Ying simply cleaned up the house, lest her frail brother get cold from the wind because of the big hole, toss until about three o'clock in the morning, and finally fall asleep.

As a result, the next day, the person was still asleep in the house in a daze, and she was woken up by the sound of gongs and drums.

These ancient people really don't have any public morality!

Su Ying covered her head with a quilt and planned to continue sleeping, but she didn't expect that instead of going far, the noisy noise was getting closer and closer to her house.